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Chen Yao was also looking at the rain of swords. The determination in his eyes was clear, as well as a look of relief.

The sword rain seemed to have understood something.

"Whew."

She let out a long breath and stretched out her right hand. The moment she did so, a pair of black wings appeared in her hand.

"Sword wing, a high-grade heaven-step flying magic tool. Its speed is extremely fast. Take it and think about it."

The sword rain flicked its fingers at Chen Yao and the golden wings entered the space between Chen Yao's eyebrows.

Chen Yao was somewhat astonished. He expected the sword rain to not intervene, but he didn't expect the sword rain to give him the sword wings.

Of course, this was not the thing that surprised Chen Yao the most.

However, the moment the Swordwings entered his body, Chen Yao could deeply feel that his sword armor had actually advanced to the next level.

Yes, when the sword armor first came into his hands, it was only a low-grade heaven-step treasure. But after being tempered by chaotic origin energy, it was raised to a high-grade heaven-step treasure.

However, the sword armor had already automatically risen to the low-grade saint rank.

"Demon Sword."

The Sword Spirit's voice suddenly resounded in Chen Yao's heart.

As long as they gather together, their might will become stronger and stronger. If you can find the rest of them and assemble them into a complete demon sword and armor, then even if your cultivation is only at the King's realm, for an expert like the sword rain, they would only be able to be one-shot by you.

Since the sword spirit had said so, it couldn't be fake.

Magic Sword Equipment, Magic Sword Equipment.

Chen Yao's desire for this item grew even more. If his level was not high enough, he could only equip it to make up for his lack of equipment.

His current enemies were not just a bunch of cats and dogs, almost all of them were First Rated Martial Saint Experts. Moreover, there were also a few demonic disciples like Yang Ke and Lan Xin who could similarly fight those above their levels.

For example, the Pharaoh's Pastoral Songs.

Although he wouldn't fight with Mu Ge no matter what, Chen Yao understood clearly that he couldn't see through Mu Ge's strength. If he were to fight with Mu Ge, his chances of winning wouldn't be high.

Thus, this piece of equipment was extremely precious to Chen Yao.

However, Chen Yao continued reciting.

The sword wings left Chen Yao's body and landed horizontally in front of Chen Yao and the sword rain.

"I've already broken off all relations with the sword faction. I can't afford to use something from the sword faction."

Yes, Chen Yao needed the sword wings. However, Chen Yao was even more aware that as a sword cultivator, what he needed more was backbone.

These sword wings were very important to him, but it was as if he had lost his backbone because of them. In that case, Chen Yao did not care about them at all.

"Heh."

Jian Yu chuckled. It was not a tease, but a hint of admiration.

"Don't be too outstanding, or else my sword faction's ancestor aunt will really force you to stay in the sword faction. Take it. Since you've obtained the title of sword head, this sword head's reward will naturally be given to you."

"This is something you deserve, or perhaps it is not something the sword faction gave you, but something that I, Jian Yu, personally gave you, Chen Yao. If you absolutely accept it, and if you are a bit uneasy, then I will still say this: When I'm in trouble, help me."

The sword rain's words were very sincere.

When a half-step God Realm expert told a seventh level King Sword Cultivator that he was helping me when I was in trouble, it would be extremely shocking to the ears of those who were not aware of the situation.

However, at this moment, those who heard those words appeared to be very calm.

This was because the target of the Sword Rain was Chen Yao. No matter how many supportive methods Chen Yao used, there was no doubt that Chen Yao's hands were already stained with the blood of three Martial Saint level experts.

Chen Yao had yet to grow up.

But what about giving Chen Yao ten years?

No, in at most five years, Chen Yao would become one of the strongest cultivators in the Divine Lands.

Chen Yao's strength was terrifying, but his potential was even more terrifying.

Chen Yao took a deep look at Jian Yu.

"I am indebted to you. If you are in trouble, I, Chen Yao, will naturally help you."

Chen Yao retracted his sword wings.

"Goodbye."

Chen Yao turned around and began to leave.

Yes, for the current sword faction, he already had no other concerns. What he needed to consider the most now was how to lead those over a hundred thousand disciples to leave the sword faction with him.

Jian Yu looked deeply at Chen Yao.

The beautiful face that had lived for a thousand years seemed to age in an instant.

"Luo Tian, you did a good deed."

When you turn around, she would look coldly at Luo Tian.

Luo Tian had nothing to say.

However, the sword rain didn't blame Luo Tian. After all, the other side was the sect head of the sword faction, and right now, the sword faction needed someone to maintain the general situation and not cause chaos.

Although a quarter of the Sword Faction's service disciples and the rest of the disciples had left the sect, at the same time, Wu Zong, Fa Zong, and Hundred Flowers Palace had also suffered heavy losses. With only the Limitless Demon Sect left, the sect shouldn't have too much trouble in the near future.

But it would only be for a short period of time, so the sword faction needed to recover quickly.

At this moment, all the people who had decided to follow Chen Yao were gathered at several mountain peaks.

Chen Yao, who was floating in the air, looked at these people and felt a great deal of pressure.

As Lan Xin had said, she was used to coming and going alone. She really wasn't used to leading so many people at once.

However, privately, Chen Yao needed his own power.

His enemy was the entire Divine Radiant Empire, and his enemy was the Martial Ancestor Realm. How could he, a single person, fight against such a first-rate sect?

He needed to nurture his own power.

"Where are we going?"

Lan Xin and Yang Qi landed beside Chen Yao.

Yes, this was the first question that was placed before Chen Yao.

Chen Yao didn't know where to go either. A hundred thousand people was not a small number. Where could he find such a huge mountain gate? Moreover, these hundred thousand soldiers were no ordinary soldiers. They were all sword cultivators. Where would one find such a large amount of resources for cultivation?

That was awkward.

Suddenly, several beams of light shot over from the distance.

"Tang Mei Er?"

Looking at the figure that had appeared before his eyes, Chen Yao was somewhat shocked.

"Why are you here?"

Tang Mei Er rolled her eyes at Chen Yao.

"You made such a big commotion. Even if it was a normal person in the Divine Lands, they would know what happened to you. I, my Tang Clan, naturally know. This time, I did not come to find you as a private person, but as one of the wealthiest families in the Divine Lands, the Tang Clan."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Yao looked at Tang Mei Er.

Tang Mei Er's tone was slightly unhappy.

"You said it like I was trying to harm you. Forget it, I won't bother with you anymore. Aren't you trying to develop your own power?" "My Tang Clan can provide you with spirit stone resources. The treasures of the sect, the treasures of heaven and earth, everything you want is yours!"

He was rich. He was rich.

But there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Lan Xin looked at Tang Mei Er and said.

"What? Are you planning to recruit Chen Yao as your son-in-law?" This betrothal gift is pretty thick. "

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