Chapter 584: An Ordinary Sword

The power of the fairy sword itself is very powerful. Under Xiao Yun's full force, the attack power is amazing.

After all, when the immortal refined this sword, he was pursuing attack power, so in terms of attack power, this sword reached the level of a great holy weapon.

However, the defensive formation of the ghost clan's station was indeed very powerful, and it actually withstood the attack of the fairy sword.

"Hey, this weapon is good. No, this is not a weapon that can be refined in this world. This is the weapon refining technique of our ancient world. This is a fairy sword."

"What's going on? How come he has a fairy sword?"

"Although we can bring a trace of soul to this world, we cannot bring the magic weapon here unless we come directly."

"Could it be that the real immortals were summoned by the immortal clan station?"

"How is this possible? If a real immortal comes, at least at the level of a heavenly immortal, comparable to the great sage of this world, how could he die in the hands of a small mortal?"

…

In the ghost clan's camp, four young people were communicating. They stared at the fairy sword outside the formation, their expressions constantly changing.

They are the favored ones of the ghost tribe, but their true identities are unknown. After all, they have already been taken away by a trace of the soul of the great power.

Therefore, although their cultivation level is still very low, not reaching the realm of saints, their knowledge is extraordinary and they can see the origin of the 'immortal sword' at a glance.

"Hahaha, your name is Zhao Wuji, right? You are indeed very strong. Even a saint like me feels the dangerous aura in this sword. But it is a pity that you still cannot break through the defensive formation of our ghost clan. Law."

On the city wall, the ghost saint looked at Xiao Yun with a mocking look on his face and said.

The sudden appearance of the fairy sword just now really startled him, but after seeing that the fairy sword could not penetrate the defensive formation, he immediately felt at ease.

"Damn it, why are you so arrogant? You dare to come out and challenge your uncle Wang!" Wang Heng cursed angrily at the ghost saint opposite.

Wu Chaozu was also very angry and said to Xiao Yun: "Brother, let's attack together!"

"Yes, we will focus our attacks on one point to hit the Arrancar."

"With so many of us, we don't believe that we can't break through a formation!"

…

Several 'first generations' of the Renwang family were very angry.

Xiao Yun immediately led everyone to attack together. This time he did not continue to use the fairy sword, but used all his strength to activate the sword spirit.

The aura of his whole body suddenly became fierce, with a sharp edge that soared to the sky, like a brilliant and blazing sword, giving people a feeling that he could not be looked at.

An invincible aura surged, as if the Supreme Being in front of him was simply the undefeated God of War, with unrivaled sharpness and overwhelming momentum that made people feel that their whole soul was trembling.

"He actually condensed the sword soul!"

The ghost saint opposite seemed to feel the powerful aura emerging from Xiao Yun's body. He immediately put away the smile on his face and his expression changed.

The few God's Blesseds in the city also looked shocked. They were not ordinary people. They had unique vision. Naturally, they could feel Xiao Yun's strength from the sword soul. It was definitely an invincible power that surpassed that of ordinary great saints.

"Brother Xiao is so scary!"

"The power of this sword soul makes me feel the breath of death. I absolutely cannot stop this sword!"

…

Several people around Xiao Yun, including the 'first generation' of the Wang family, felt palpitations. They were closest to Xiao Yun, so they could naturally feel the terrifying power of the sword soul.

They were very lucky at this moment that they were on Xiao Yun's side.

"Boom!"

When Xiao Yun activated the sword spirit, the attacks of others had already bombarded the defense formation of the ghost clan on the opposite side.

For a moment, blazing divine rays of light struck the formation's light shield fiercely, causing violent spatial fluctuations.

Terrifying energy swept out in all directions, and explosions resounded throughout the world.

However, the ghost clan's defensive formation was still intact, and even if everyone joined forces to bombard it, they could not break it.

Everyone felt a little unwilling and had no choice but to turn their attention to Xiao Yun.

The sword spirit in front of Xiao Yun had now grown to a hundred feet long, like a world-shattering giant sword, exuding a terrifying aura.

Originally, it didn't take such a long time to activate the sword soul, but now the ghosts didn't dare to come out. Of course, Xiao Yun had to take advantage of this and try to make the sword soul more powerful.

When Xiao Yun's sword intent reached its peak, a blazing sword light illuminated the entire world.

"boom!"

The sword is brilliant and invincible.

The light of a sword chilled the nineteen continents, shocking Qiu Yu!

Thousands of changes were reduced to a simple blow. Xiao Yun was now exerting his sword skills to the extreme. His exquisite moves and profound principles were now transformed into the most simple and unpretentious sword.

This is returning to nature!

"The most ordinary sword is actually Brother Xiao's strongest sword!"

Everyone around was paying attention to Xiao Yun. After seeing this sword, they all realized something, and their eyes were shining. After all, everyone present was a genius among geniuses, and they could all see how extraordinary Xiao Yun's sword was.

The ghost saints in the opposite city could naturally see the terror of Xiao Yun's sword. They all panicked and yelled, and tried their best to activate the defensive formations of the ghost camp.

The huge formation aura was like a blazing ball of light, enveloping the entire ghost clan's residence.

Xiao Yun's sword soul stabbed hard at the formation's air shield.

"Boom!"

The ground suddenly cracked, and huge cracks spread out from the ghost tribe’s residence in all directions, like spider web-like cracks, bottomless, like dark abysses, making people’s scalps numb.

The void was broken, and the space storm swept out, as if the end of the world was coming.

A huge air wave swept in, blowing the people around Xiao Yun to the ground, and some of the weak ones were really blown away.

Zhao Qiang, Zhou Jiutian, Wu Chaozu, Zheng Xue, Wang Heng and other people of the Wang family’s ‘first generation’ all showed a look of horror. They really felt the huge gap between themselves and Xiao Yun at this moment.

This aftermath alone made them feel invincible. If they were really hit by the sword spirit, they would probably be killed instantly.

"So strong, how could a mortal have such strength?"

"No, he is not Zhao Wuji at all, he should be the 'Xiao Yun' that King Qin Guang mentioned last time."

"Yes, it must be him, only by opening the 'door' can he have such a powerful force."

...

Several gods in the ghost clan were extremely shocked.

They could all see that Xiao Yun's cultivation was not high, but with such cultivation, he could actually burst out such a terrifying attack power, which was simply a miracle.

In their prehistoric world, there was no such genius at all, even the Fighting Buddha was not so strong in the past.

"Quick, quick, quick, use all your strength to activate the formation!"

At the same time, the roar of the saints of the ghost clan came from the city.

The attack power of the sword spirit was beyond imagination, and it was close to the limit of the defense formation. They were suddenly a little panicked.