Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2404: Chapter 2405: Guardian Sword Spirit

He never imagined that Xue An’s sword radiance actually contained the extremely rare Rule Power.

If that’s the case, even without this armor, the outcome is unpredictable.

"Do you have anything else to say now?" Xue An said calmly.

Shen Gaoge lifted his head, his expression gradually returning to calm, "Lost is lost, I have nothing to say now. Do it, give me an honorable end as a Sword Cultivator!"

"Alright!"

Xue An didn’t hesitate at all, the Crimson Little Sword in his hand fiercely stabbed downward.

This time, nothing unexpected happened. The little sword pierced through Shen Gaoge’s throat with a soft sound.

Yet, strangely, even though Shen Gaoge’s throat was pierced, not a drop of blood spattered.

Moreover, at this moment, a vast aura surged upwards from above Shen Gaoge’s head, instantly dominating the entire world.

"Who dares to harm the people of the Shen Family?"

A roaring voice echoed from the aura.

As the sound wave passed, everyone’s faces changed.

"My God, it’s the Guardian Sword Spirit of the Shen Family!" someone exclaimed.

The Guardian Sword Spirit is an existence that is attached only to the legitimate bloodline descendants of the Shen Family.

It is said that it was left by the Sword Emperor who established the unprecedented foundation of the ancient Shen Family, possessing a power beyond comprehension.

Whenever a legitimate disciple of the Shen Family is in danger, this Guardian Sword Spirit will appear.

This is also the reason why the Shen Family has maintained an undefeated myth.

To think that Shen Gaoge also possesses a Guardian Sword Spirit.

This is going to be a big problem!

Many people felt a tight knot in their hearts.

At the same time.

In the sky above, a giant Ancient Sword appeared suddenly.

Although it was just a phantom, this Ancient Sword still carried an overwhelming pressure.

At the same time, within the sword, a sinister and fierce gaze was glaring angrily at Xue An.

"Are you the one harming my Shen Family descendant?"

In the face of this thunderous question, Xue An shook his head calmly, "No! I didn’t harm him, I just intended to kill him!"

The sword trembled, the fierce entity was clearly extremely enraged.

"You dare mock this Guardian?"

"Am I mocking? I’m just stating a fact, and I haven’t said anything wrong! We were competing in Sword Intent, now that he lost, naturally he must die! Or does the Shen Family only allow victory, not defeat?" Xue An sneered.

Within just a few words, this entity attached to the sword was left speechless, but soon it roared in anger.

"Sharp-tongued! Prepare to die!"

With that said, the giant sword accelerated instantly, slicing through space to reach Xue An in a flash.

This speed could not merely be described as fast; it was almost like teleportation.

But Xue An didn’t even move, merely lifting his arm defiantly.

Ka!

With a light sound, the armor on his arm instantaneously transformed into a shield, perfectly blocking the giant sword.

Cha!

With an ear-piercing clash of metal, countless sparks erupted from the sword tip, but even so, it was stopped by the thin shield, unable to advance.

The entire audience was shocked.

"So, it can be used like this!" someone murmured.

But at that moment, the Guardian Sword Spirit was furious from shame.

For it had truly not expected such an unpierceable existence on earth.

In the next instant, the Guardian Sword Spirit swiftly rotated, appearing directly behind Xue An, aiming a vicious stab at the back of his head.

But similar to the arm, before reaching, the helmet at the back of his head also changed shape, transforming into a shield, blocking its attack.

"I don’t believe your whole body can turn into shields!"

The Sword Spirit roared, then the giant sword quivered lightly, instantly transforming into countless blades, rushing towards Xue An like a flood.

Ding ding ding!

With a dense tapping sound like raindrops, regardless of how many blades there were, they were all blocked by the armor.

On the ground, some alchemy enthusiasts, watching this scene, were filled with amazement, almost drooling.

Many pieces of Alchemy Armor exist in the world, but complete sets are rare, and like Xue An’s, capable of automatic transformation to protect its master, were unheard of.

Hence, it’s evident that this armor is extraordinary.

But at that moment, seeing no success after repeated attacks, the Guardian Sword Spirit roared in anger.

"Damn it, since you hide in your turtle shell and refuse to come out, I’ll just kill everyone in this city!"

With the roar, the Sword Spirit’s fury was ignited, immediately splitting a portion of its blade replicas, redirecting them towards the crowd below.

In an instant, the crowd scattered in terror, scrambling to flee.

After all, even a fool could see that the Sword Spirit was genuinely murderous.

If they were to die under its sword, wouldn’t it be an injustice?

But how could human legs outrun sword blades?

Just as the Sword Spirit was about to wreak havoc, a cold voice was heard from the side.

"This is the territory of the Pharmacists’ Alliance; it’s not your Shen Family’s Sword Spirit to act recklessly here!"

With those words, a veiled woman appeared before the sword replicas, blocking their path.

Seeing this woman, Xue An, who was ready to intervene, was stunned. Soon, his eyes filled with deep shock, not even caring about the Sword Spirit beside him.

Perceiving Xue An’s astonishment, the Empress glanced at him. Though her face was obscured by a veil, making it hard to discern her features, her gaze seemed to smile at him.

Xue An felt a tremor in his heart.

At the same time, the Empress turned back to gaze at the endless sword replicas, her eyes once again turning cold.

"Now, get back, or don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

"And who are you, to speak to me this way?" the Sword Spirit roared.

"Me?" the Empress laughed coldly.

"I am the pioneer of this land. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll turn back now, or else you’ll be in deep trouble!"

This time, the Sword Spirit remained silent, responding with action instead.

Seeing countless sword replicas surging towards the Empress in overwhelming numbers.

Where it passed, even the space itself showed tiny cracks.

But to this, the Empress merely chuckled coldly, then stomped her foot, letting out a soft cry.

"Begone!"

At the command, above the Empress appeared a colossal phantom of a veiled woman, exuding an aura of profound depth and coldness.

With just a single lifted finger, every attacking sword replica shattered into dust.

"Ahhhh, my replicas!" the Sword Spirit cried out in agony, its voice filled with endless reverence and fear.