Martial Cultivator Chapter 340: Emperor Sweeps All Away

The Great Liang Emperor was not a martial artist, and he had no techniques to control flying swords. The reason he could make the bronze ancient sword break through the air was entirely due to his formidable cultivation base. As the top martial artist in the world, the Great Liang Emperor was no different from other martial artists; he remained completely ignorant of the so-called daoist spells.

The gray-robed old daoist watched as the flying sword approached. After being stunned for a moment, a profound aura emanated from him, gradually transforming into black and white energies. These energies intertwined in front of him, forming a peculiar diagram that resembled two entwined black and white fish swimming within it.

The bronze ancient sword tore across the air and arrived. But it came to a halt just before the diagram, hovering and emitting a mournful wail.

With a wave of his sleeve, a boundless aura surged from the Great Liang Emperor's palm, colliding with the bronze ancient sword. With the support of this powerful martial artist, the bronze ancient sword instantly penetrated several feet forward. Strangely, when the sword tip entered the diagram, it did not emerge from the other side. Instead, the bronze ancient sword gradually disappeared, leaving only the hilt and the previously exposed half-foot of the blade.

Gan Yong spat out a large mouthful of blood. His lifeblood flying sword was forcibly taken away by the Great Liang Emperor, but the connection still remained. Gan Yong could keenly feel the damage inflicted on his lifeblood flying sword, sharing in its damage.

The gray-robed old daoist intercepted the flying sword and could not help but exclaim, "To think that Your Majesty still possesses such strength despite your severe injuries. It's truly surprising."

Before the Great Liang Emperor could speak, the gray-robed old daoist continued, "But it ends here, Your Majesty. We will send you on your way."

The Great Liang Emperor chuckled and said, "We have no intention of dying here."

The gray-robed ol

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