Wang Ao and several other magnates were displeased when they saw these people.
"Bai Zihe, didn't you say you wouldn't bring anyone?"
"Why have you brought so many reinforcements now?"
"It's laughable, utterly laughable!"
"Bai Zihe..."
A group of people began to shout angrily.
Bai Zihe glanced at everyone and said faintly, "I don't know them."
"Fight them if you want, kill them if you want!"
"As you please."
In fact.
When the Sword Slaves appeared.
The killing intent was not only directed at the experts but also at Bai Zihe.
However, with Bai Zihe's strength, their killing intent was like mere drizzle, nothing to speak of.
Thus, Bai Zihe remained unmoved.
Bai Zihe himself was also puzzled about the origins of these people.
Wang Ao and the others were stunned.
What in the world was going on?
These Sword Slaves clearly came for Bai Zihe, yet Bai Zihe claimed not to know them and told them to kill as they pleased...
Wang Ao stepped forward and asked coldly, "You, get out of the way quickly."
Without understanding their background, Wang Ao did not choose to rashly make them an enemy.
As long as the Sword Slaves moved aside, they could focus on dealing with Bai Zihe.
The leading Sword Slave scanned them with a gaze, his eyeball was actually milky white, which made Wang Ao stumble.
His throat gurgled, emitting a muffled sound as if from hell.
"Hiss—"
"Scram, or..."
"Die!"
This Sword Slave...
Was as arrogant as Bai Zihe, not taking the magnates of the underworld seriously at all!
Several leaders exchanged grim glances, ferocity flashing in their eyes.
"Let's go together!"
"Kill these Sword Slaves first, then Bai Zihe!"
"Kill them all!"
"Kill!"
As they gave the order.
The twenty-one experts immediately pounced, each selecting a target, ready to kill these Sword Slaves on the spot.
"Die!"
The leading Sword Slave roared the word.
As his voice fell.
All the Sword Slaves moved.
Standing like ancient pines, they moved like eagles spreading their wings!
The Sword Slaves' speed was extreme. Before the many experts could react, they appeared before them like phantoms.
Swish!
Sword lights flashed, converging into a river of slaughter.
In an instant.
The entire arena was enveloped by countless blood-red lights and the stench of death.
The twenty-one experts could not even resist for a moment before their heads were all chopped off by the Sword Slaves.
Not a single one survived.
Terrifying indeed!
Clang!
Thud!
Bang!
...
Twenty-one bloody heads fell to the ground with dull thuds, striking the hearts of every magnate of the underworld.
Too fierce.
Too brutal!
These Sword Slaves...
Were not human, they were simply machines of slaughter!
All the magnates stood frozen, their faces clouded with uncertainty.
Some were wide-eyed, unable to react.
Some were horrified, swallowing hard only to find their throats already dry.
And some...
Were trembling all over at this moment, their courage completely shattered by fear!
As for the Sword Slaves.
They did not stop after killing the twenty-one experts.
They walked step by step towards Bai Zihe, their long swords still dripping blood.
A terrifying aura of slaughter filled the scene.
"Are you targeting me?"
Bai Zihe couldn't recall when he had ever had a feud with sword experts.
To refine so many powerful experts into Sword Slaves clearly required some means, something beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
But confident in his might, his face showed no fear.
"Bai Zihe..."
"Die!"
After the leading Sword Slave uttered this, he began to move.
Floating like a dragon breaking through the wilderness, he leaped into the air when he was still ten zhang away.
A long sword thrust directly at Bai Zihe's throat, a move of "Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens," intending to kill Bai Zihe with a single strike.
"Die!"
At the same time.
The remaining Sword Slaves also began to dance gracefully.
They unleashed their most formidable sword techniques.
In an instant.
Sword light rippled like a rainbow piercing the heavens, killing intent surged like wind and dragon roars across the wilderness!
The magnates outside were all stunned into silence.
So...
These Sword Slaves had not even used their true strength when they killed the twenty-one experts earlier; they had merely killed them with a casual sweep!
Doubts arose in their hearts.
Such powerful Sword Slaves were working together to deal with Bai Zihe...
What level was Bai Zihe at?
Soon.
They witnessed it with their own eyes.
Bai Zihe stood at the center of the sword light, yet he strolled as if in a leisurely court, appearing calm and composed.
The next second.
The Sword Slave leader's sword tip was already pointed at Bai Zihe's throat, no more than a foot away!
It would only take a blink of an eye.
To easily pierce Bai Zihe's throat and end his life on the spot.
But...
A single glance felt like an eternity!
Bai Zihe lowered his eyelids, glanced at the Sword Slave leader, and smiled.
Swish!
He raised his right hand, easily catching the Autumn Water sword imbued with the force of wind and thunder, and then flicked it lightly...
Ding!
The sword snapped with a crisp sound.
The sword tip, unnaturally, pierced the Sword Slave leader's throat, instantly killing him.
But the immense inertia caused his body to lurch forward.
Bai Zihe sidestepped.
The Sword Slave leader's corpse crashed to the ground, the sword tip sinking deeper. As the corpse slid forward, it split the Sword Slave leader from his neck downwards,
He was... disemboweled!
The scene was gruesome and bloody, making everyone's scalp tingle.
And Bai Zihe...
Was spotless, a smile on his face.
As if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.
The magnates present had all blood on their hands and had seen great battles, but witnessing this scene, their every hair stood on end.
Bai Zihe.
Was too strong, too terrifying!
But this was only the beginning.
The Sword Slaves charged forward one by one, and Bai Zihe showed no mercy.
Either, with two fingers, he would shatter their swords and their lives.
Or, a thunderous sound would pierce their ears, causing them to bleed from all seven orifices and die.
Or, he would directly kick them flying, allowing them to be cut into pieces by the moves of their companions, which they had not retracted in time.
The most tragic was the last one.
Bai Zihe unleashed a punch, shattering the Sword Slave's long sword into countless fragments, which pierced his body with hundreds of thousands of holes.
The scene silenced everyone.
These magnates...
Were all trembling, their hearts filled with fear.
What kind of being had they provoked? Even a devil from hell would likely be no more than this.
Just as the entire venue fell into silence.
A voice, both domineering and filled with chilling killing intent, resounded throughout the place.
"Bai Zihe, come and die!"
The voice contained no warmth, no trace of human emotion, and came from behind them.
Everyone turned to look.
They saw a black figure flashing forward.
Initially, he was hundreds of zhang away, but by the time the voice fell, he was already within fifty zhang, and upon closer inspection, only ten zhang away!
When he finally stopped.
The afterimages behind him gradually merged back into his body.
Only then did everyone clearly see his face.
This person had white hair and white eyebrows. A sword scar ran from his upper left forehead across his left cheek, nose, right cheek, and down to his right jaw, making him look terrifying.
Although he was aged.
As he stood there, infinite energy surged towards the sky, as if he himself were a peerless great sword.
The newcomer was the Sword Master!
Far behind him, a dense crowd followed.
It was none other than the Long Family, led by Long Teng.