Martial Master

Of course, the master of the Guanghan Palace is seriously injured and has almost no combat power left. Ke Yi, as a Saint Master, is even weaker than Feihong Saint Master and can be ignored. However, just a Qin Chen is enough to make all four of them feel it is quite difficult to handle.

"This boy has too many secrets, too many treasures. This inexplicable Saint Master's corpse, the Zixiao Doushuai Palace, the Calamity Netherfire, and even this strange black sword in his hand."

Everyone was furious and alarmed. Regardless of the deaths of Tianshan Palace Master or Feihong Saint Master, they both fell to this black long sword in Qin Chen's hands. The power of this long sword is extraordinary, definitely surpassing that of an ordinary holy weapon, a top-tier treasure.

However, it seems that there have been no reports of any sword-type treasures unearthed in this trial of the heavenly realm. How did this kid obtain it?

In an instant, the four palace masters surged with intense greed. In the hands of a pinnacle semi-saint martial artist, this mysterious black sword was so powerful. If they were to wield it, how powerful would it be?

"You four, let’s attack together."

Qin Chen held the mysterious rust sword and looked at the four masters, casually saying, as if he were looking at four lackeys.

"Ren Wang Palace Master, what should we do now?"

Blood Sun Palace Master clutched his chest and asked.

"How about we retreat?"

Yuming Palace Master said fearfully, already having thoughts of withdrawal.

"Hmph, retreat? Where can we retreat to at this time?"

Ren Wang Palace Master said coldly, "Since we've made a move, we cannot retreat. If we do not kill this boy today, once the master of Guanghan Palace recovers from her injuries, she will definitely launch an attack on us. By then, in their peak state, do we abandon our own domain and wander the heavenly realm?"

"We must fight!"

Ren Wang Palace Master revealed a fanatical light: "You all have seen how many secrets this Qin Chen possesses, how many treasures he has. As long as we kill him and obtain his treasures, the vast heavenly realm will be ours to roam freely."

The eyes of a few showed a mad glint.

Indeed, retreat? Where could they retreat?

Instead, fighting to the death might yield unexpected results.

Qin Chen sneered, "It seems you haven't had enough of a lesson."

The mysterious rust sword in his hand was immediately summoned.

The palace masters showed signs of trepidation. Previously, Tianshan Palace Master and Feihong Saint Master were both killed by Qin Chen's sword. The power of this strange divine weapon is truly terrifying, capable of easily breaking through the defenses of these early-stage pinnacle Saint Masters, leaving them no choice but to flee.

Ren Wang Palace Master's gaze turned cold as he summoned a divine talisman: "Do not be afraid. I will directly hold back Qin Chen, preventing the weapon in his hand from exerting its power. You all must make your best effort to behead Qin Chen."

They only now realized how detestable Qin Chen was for sneakily killing Tianshan Palace Master; otherwise, the success rate of the five palace masters would have increased by at least twenty percent.

"Then let’s fight!"

Qin Chen activated the mysterious rust sword. Regardless, today it was to the death. If Ren Wang Palace Master and the others did not fight, Qin Chen would force them to.

Saint Yuan surged. After drinking the blood of numerous Saint Masters, the mysterious rust sword began to emit a strange light. Blood, with shimmering colors, flowed on the sword body, and a chilling aura pervaded, making it quite bizarre.

Feeling this, Qin Chen was shocked. This is the essence blood of Saint Masters! Evidently, it was the blood he had stained the mysterious rust sword with when he pierced through Feihong Saint Master before. However, essence blood is a special type of blood existing within the original blood; it might only form after refinement. How could it appear on the sword body?

Could it be that this mysterious rust sword is absorbing the essence blood from its opponents?