At the side, John was exasperated, yet his heart was filled with grief and helplessness. Like Jeffrey, he had become a sharpening stone for these imperial guards.
First, his father was killed by Nelly, and just now, Laylen did not hesitate to let the imperial guards kill his younger brother.
John's hatred for Laylen had reached its peak.
Now that he had been freed, he was not in the magical formation.
John had set his eyes on Laylen, who was leisurely not far away. He wanted to seize the opportunity when the people around him were not paying attention, and Laylen was very relaxed, to kill Laylen directly.
At this moment, killing intent flashed in John's eyes. The tier 3 aura on his body exploded, and he even seemed to be on the verge of reaching tier 4.
However, John couldn't care less at this moment. His entire body was like a divine sword that had been unsheathed, emitting a sharp aura.
Everything that he had learned from the Swordsman Billy's ten years of cultivation exploded at this moment.
"Laylen! Die!"
John roared in anger. A long sword condensed from magic power appeared in his hand. The long sword emitted a bone-piercing chill that spread. Even though it was noon and the sun was scorching, the surroundings felt a bone-piercing chill.
The long sword emitted a blinding white glow as the chill circulated. The aura on John's body became sharper.
He stepped forward and charged towards Laylen.
Seeing this, the surrounding guards all came up, wanting to block him. However, they were unable to block John's sword at all.
The long sword formed from mana burst out with shocking sword intent. The sword aura swept across, but the guards who were hit by the sword aura were all sent flying, spitting out blood and leaving a long wound on their bodies that was so deep that their bones could be seen.
Even though most of the imperial guards around were above the intermediate stage of tier 3, and there were even quite a number of them who were at the peak of tier 3, they were unable to take down John, who was also at the peak of tier 3.
This was the terror of swordsmen. Every swordsman was an existence that could fight against more than one person.
"Ten thousand sword arts!" John roared.
The power of the long sword in his hand increased greatly. As he brandished it, the long sword let out a series of sounds and split into more than 20 bright sword lights. Sword lights flew everywhere.
However, when the imperial guards came into contact with the sword lights, there would be a wound so deep that one could see their bones.
"Everyone, attack him together!"
One of the guards, who was slightly injured, gritted his teeth and said. Although they were afraid that John would go crazy, they still fearlessly surrounded him and guarded in front of him.
John held a long sword in his hand and was incomparably fierce. Despite being surrounded by everyone, John did not stop moving forward. His sword light was extremely sharp and was not something these imperial guards could withstand.
Laylen continued to watch the scene in front of him leisurely and did not pay any attention to these imperial guards. This was because after eating the Starry Night Lion meat, their physiques had improved greatly and their recovery abilities were many times stronger than before, there was no need to worry about the lives of these imperial guards.
More and more imperial guards joined the siege on John. From the initial dozen or so people, there were now more than 30 people.
Every one of them was at the middle or late stage of tier 3, and there were quite a few at the peak.
However, these people were still forced back by John's terrifying sword light.
"All of you, move aside. You are not his match."
At this moment, Laylen finally spoke.
Hearing Laylen's words, the surrounding imperial guards finally dispersed. They looked at John with fear in their eyes.
This was because John's strength was too terrifying. It was useless for so many of them to surround and attack him.
All of them were injured by the sword light.
John stared at Laylen fiercely, his killing intent gone. He was only ten meters away from Laylen now. He was confident that he could take Laylen's name in a breath's time.
Because Laylen's aura was only at tier 2, not even at the initial stage of tier 3, while he was at the peak of tier 3, half a step into tier 4.
In addition, he was a swordsman. If he had a magic conductor that could defend against mind power, he could even touch a real tier 4 expert.
This was not a joke. A swordsman was that terrifying.
"Who taught you the Technique of 10,000 swords?" Laylen asked curiously.
"Go to hell!"
John did not pay attention to Laylen. He was afraid that Nelly would suddenly attack. When that time came, he would not have the chance to kill him.
John shook the long sword in his hand. His whole body was like a bolt of lightning, aiming straight for Laylen's throat.
It was too easy for a peak tier 3 swordsman to kill a person with only tier 2 aura.
Ding!
Just when John's sword tip was less than a meter away from Laylen's glabella, the sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, and sparks immediately flew.
John was shocked. He had thought that Laylen would become a ghost under his sword, but the truth was not what he had expected.
A huge force was transmitted from the sword in his hand to his arm, causing him to feel a numbness in his hand that was holding the sword. He took a few steps back.
John's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
Because in front of Laylen, there was a sword floating in the air.
This sword was the same as the sword in his hand. It was cast directly by magic power and did not have a real body.
This was magic, [ Magic Materialization ].
This was a magic that could be learned even at the level of an apprentice at the first level, but it was very difficult to learn.
However, everyone who learned it was a swordsman.
"The Technique of 10,000 Swords can split sword lights with magic power. As long as you master it to the highest level, you can split ten thousand sword lights. I heard that you practiced the sword at the Swordsman Billy's place for ten years, but you only split a hundred or so sword lights. You have just started, and you are still far from the realm of ten thousand sword lights. To be honest, this makes me very disappointed."
Just as John was bewildered, Laylen's regretful words were heard.
At the beginning, Laylen's words made his heart rise and fall. How could this Laylen be so familiar with the Technique of 10,000 swords? However, the following words made his eyes burn with anger.
How could this person know how difficult the path of a swordsman was?
Even though his teacher had once said that he was extremely talented, he had only comprehended about a hundred sword lights after ten years of sword training. He wanted to achieve the true Technique of 10,000 swords.
The road ahead would be even more difficult.
However, even if he had only comprehended a hundred sword lights, his combat strength far surpassed those of the same realm. It was enough for him to look down on his peers.
"Watch carefully. This is the true Technique of 10,000 swords."
Laylen said indifferently.
He stretched out his hand and held the long sword that was materialized from magic power. The lazy aura on his body completely disappeared. What replaced it was a soaring sword intent that was as if a sharp sword had been unsheathed.
Compared to John, it was hundreds of times more terrifying
At this moment, Laylen's entire body was like a sword.
He waved his sword, and the long sword that was emitting a faint light evolved into the ten thousand sword technique in his hand.
The long sword vibrated, and rays of sword light split out.
One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand!
Sword light filled this area of the training field.
Each ray of sword light carried an unparalleled aura.
John's eyes widened and he was petrified on the spot.
Laylen took a step forward. As he took a step forward, all the sword lights in the surroundings started to move, emitting a cold light.
They turned into a sword rain and flew towards John.
John stood in a daze on the spot. He looked at the ten thousand sword lights that were charging towards him as if he had forgotten how to dodge them.
The ten thousand swords instantly pierced through John's body. They did not even leave behind a bloody mist. They directly turned into nothingness.