He forcefully endured it, because he was only at the last hundred feet. However, his face did not need to have a body. At this moment, his face and head had suffered the greatest impact from that sword intent …

At this moment, Duan Chuchen felt that the impact on his face had reached an intolerable degree. His face and head were both places where the flesh was more fragile, and he was enduring this kind of pain. Duan Chuchen's eyes revealed a hint of bitterness.

"No, I have to stop and rest for a while." At this moment, Duan Chuchen felt his body burning up. He couldn't bear the pain anymore and immediately stopped.

Duan Chuchen gathered his own spirit energy and instantly summoned the Dragon Scale Armor in his body. A Qiangang barrier was emitted from the Dragon Scale Armor and directly blocked the streams of sword intent. The sword intent continuously radiated onto the barrier and was firmly blocked by the barrier.

A hint of satisfaction appeared in Duan Chuchen's eyes: "Dragon Scale Armor is indeed a good item, I can't get even a little bit of damage on the condensed barrier!"

Although he thought that, it was a pity that he could not use any spirit energy when climbing the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, and only when he was in his stopped state could he use his spirit energy. If he used spirit energy while moving, the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele would sense him, and it would immediately eject him from the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele.

The astral wind blew directly at Duan Chuchen's face. After resting for a while, he gradually felt that the piercing pain on his body had gradually disappeared and was ready to climb up.

Duan Chuchen's eyes were filled with extreme reluctance. When he thought of that stinging sensation, Duan Chuchen felt a lot of pain and didn't want to bear it.

"HU HU HU ~ ~ ~ HU HU LU ~ ~ ~" Just as Duan Chuchen was feeling annoyed, he heard a snoring sound. Suddenly, Duan Chuchen had a flash of inspiration.

At this moment, Tun Ling was tied to Duan Chuchen's waist and was in a deep sleep. Unless he felt the killing intent, Tun Ling would definitely not wake up.

Although the sword intent could kill, it would not kill any warriors. Moreover, it would not kill any warriors without any consciousness. There was no killing intent. Even if Tun Ling felt waves of sword attacks, he would not wake up.

Duan Chuchen's face revealed a trace of evil. When he was blocking the battle between Tun Ling and Zhou Zijian, Zhou Zijian had hacked down on Tun Ling with all his strength. Duan Chuchen's face revealed a trace of evil, he had sounded out the battle between Tun Ling and Zhou Zijian.

Duan Chuchen started to untie the rope tied around his body. He picked up Tun Ling and put him on top of his head, wrapping around Duan Chuchen's entire head.

"Hua ~ ~" With a flash of light, Chen Yun removed the barrier and withdrew his spirit energy to begin climbing. Now, he was only 200 feet away!

"Pah pah pah ~ ~" At this moment, waves of substantial sword intent continuously bombarded Tun Ling's body, causing continuous sounds. However, Tun Ling was completely oblivious to it, allowing the sword intent to continuously slap against his body. Tun Ling was still sleeping soundly, completely unaware that Duan Chuchen was using him as a shield.

Duan Chuchen revealed a joyful expression as he mumbled to himself, "What sword intent? Come on, I'm not afraid of you!" No, it's because Tun Ling is not afraid of you! "

Duan Chuchen increased his speed and quickly climbed up the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele.

The last fifteen meters …

Ten Zhang …

Fifty feet …

10 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters. Finally, Duan Chuchen grabbed onto the top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele and jumped up. At this moment, a restriction appeared around Duan Chuchen.

The astral wind above the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele was completely blocked by the restriction. At this moment, all of the astral winds were blocked outside and it was impossible for them to blow in. Duan Chuchen was already completely safe.

Currently, within the Zihan City, within the weapon warehouse, within the Tianxin Chamber Of Commerce, the Zhao Family, Zhou Family, Han Family, and the people on the streets all heard a buzzing sound.

"What is that sound?" At this moment, Han Yuntian felt a metallic sound from within his Han Family. Suddenly, his sword flew out from his Universe Bag and continuously emitted sword hums in the air. At this moment, Han Yuntian's eyes were filled with shock: "What is going on?"

At this moment, all of the treasured swords in the sky of the entire Zi Han City started to float. The treasured swords continued to float in the sky, emitting waves of sword hums.

"Buzz buzz ~ ~" In merely ten minutes, all of the treasured swords within the Zihan City had floated in the sky, densely packed together, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun.

"What happened?" At this moment, the people on the street were discussing amongst themselves. At this moment, outside of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele's range, the teenager was standing there. It was Zhou Zijian.

"Could it be that youth?" Zhou Zijian muttered to himself. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. At this moment, the loudest sword chime was coming from the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele.

"Weng weng weng …" One sword hum after another sounded out, as if the treasured swords were very excited.

Duan Chuchen, who was standing on top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, was at a loss. He could feel a mysterious power unceasingly gathering into his body.

At this moment, the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword was continuously recovering inside his body. Not long later, it returned to the state it was in when it met Duan Chuchen. The sword-shaped cyclone beside the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword continued to condense, and soon turned into a soul like sword. Duan Chuchen felt energy continuously flowing out of his body.

Duan Chuchen sat down cross-legged and started breaking through. Duan Chuchen, who was constantly climbing up the Heavenly Sword Tower, had already relaxed his bottleneck a long time ago after he had comprehended the sword intent. It was just that he had been stuck in the process of climbing for a long time and had yet to break through.

Duan Chuchen, who was standing beside the small virtual sword, knew that this was his sword's Soul. Duan Chuchen was pleasantly surprised.

"Buzz buzz ~ ~" At this moment, the floating swords all released a metallic ray of light, flying towards the top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, and directly entering Duan Chuchen's body. The sword's soul inside Duan Chuchen's body immediately turned blue, and Duan Chuchen's face revealed a burst of shock.

"Holy Sword Soul!" Duan Chuchen couldn't help but exclaim. The Heavenly Sword Spirit was white, the Immortal Sword Spirit was red, and the Holy Sword Soul was blue. Duan Chuchen knew what it meant to have the God Sword's Soul. He thought that with the ability to kill enemies above his level, Duan Chuchen had never heard of anyone with a Holy Sword Soul. But now, Duan Chuchen had.

What made Duan Chuchen even more surprised was that Duan Chuchen originally thought that the purplish-red sword's Soul inside his body was from the Spirit Sword Sect because the Spirit Sword was red. Now, Duan Chuchen felt that he was in the wrong.

His Holy Sword Soul and purple red sword came from the same source, and the moment he obtained the Holy Sword Soul, Duan Chuchen already felt that the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword was indeed the sword's soul.

But since they were both sword spirits, logically speaking, Holy Sword Soul should be the strongest, but reality did not seem to be like that. The purple-red sword spirit's aura was even more noble, stronger, and mysterious than the Holy Sword Soul's, and Duan Chuchen's eyes were filled with doubt.

He did not have time to think, and instantly entered his body. At this time, the Holy Sword Soul had already been formed, and all the flying swords floating in the Zihan City finally stopped ringing and fell to the ground. To everyone, the Holy Sword Soul was something from the legends. They never thought that such a thing would happen because of the Sword Spirit.

They did not know what would happen when the Holy Sword Soul appeared, so they did not care about this strange matter.

Duan Chuchen felt that his body was filled with surging sword intent, and not long after, his cultivation directly broke through to the late stage of the mortal martial arts, and was still increasing. It was only after he broke through to the Peak of the Ordinary Martial that Duan Chuchen's aura started to recede.

At this time, Duan Chuchen's heart was filled with doubt, the two sword spirits in his body had actually started to merge, the purplish-red sword spirit was directly devouring his Holy Sword Soul, the two sword spirits combined looked like a red heavenly sword spirit, but there was a deep purple color to it, Duan Chuchen knew that this sword spirit was not that simple.

When the two Sword Spirits fused together, Duan Chuchen felt that the purple-red Sword Soul inside his body seemed to have become more mysterious and powerful. However, Duan Chuchen couldn't figure out where the strength was. This was because Duan Chuchen's recovery speed was still the same and not much faster.

At this moment, two words faintly appeared on top of the Sword Soul in Duan Chuchen's mind. He didn't know what Duan Chuchen was reading, but it was as if there was a mysterious power that made him read these two words as "Buried God". Duan Chuchen's heart was filled with shock as he thought to himself, "Could this Sword Soul be called Buried God?"

"Weng weng weng ~ ~ ~" At this moment, the sword spirit actually started to vibrate, as if Duan Chuchen was excited from hearing his name.

Duan Chuchen was shocked, "Such a tyrannical name. A Buried God Sword Soul? Even God would be buried before you! Although I do not know if there is really anyone here, the power that you emit is unquestionable. "