Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1776: Destroying Sacred Weapons! 3 AM

The holy weapon brought a strong sense of confidence to the five people because it was a weapon used by Saints, possessing immense power comparable to a strike from a Saint himself.

If even such power couldn’t kill Ye Qiu, they wouldn’t need to struggle anymore and might as well surrender.

Holy weapon!

It turns out their trump card was the holy weapon before them. Ye Qiu had first heard of the term from the mouth of an elder from the Black Fiend Cult. The people of the Black Fiend Cult were vicious, using the bodies of Saints as weapons.

However, in the end, Ye Qiu intercepted it, making it his Saint clone, instead completing his setup.

Now, the five people took out two pieces of holy weapons. Ye Qiu could guess these were definitely the weapons of the Saints behind their sect. No wonder they dared to come knowing he had a powerful Saint clone. Their confidence lay in the holy weapons.

"Ye Fantian, prepare to die next."

The five people activated the two holy weapons, and suddenly, the two seemingly unremarkable weapons burst with light, exuding two intense murderous auras.

Truly as expected of holy weapons, when infused with power and activated, they erupted like volcanoes.

The power of the holy weapons unfolded, murder intent permeated, enveloping the surroundings.

If it were any other martial artist at this moment, perhaps they would be trembling in fear, shocked by the divine might of the holy weapons, but Ye Qiu showed no sign of terror.

Because he felt that the holy weapons were nothing extraordinary. Among his armaments, not just one, like the Taihuang Bell, the Bahuang Sword, when they truly unleashed their power, were much stronger than these holy weapons.

How could the weapons of a Saint compare to the weapons of a dominator-level powerhouse like Ge Tian?

However, the five people thought otherwise. Seeing Ye Qiu’s daze, they all believed Ye Qiu was scared stiff by the power of the holy weapons.

"Tremble, be afraid!"

"Dying under the weapon of a Saint is the glory of your life."

All five felt proud, being able to activate the holy weapons was a first for them, and it was also a recognition and trust from their sect.

With the holy weapons sent out, who could compete? This was no mere rhetoric in Qingfeng County.

To deal with the Dan Shen Sect, the sect even dispatched holy weapons, and the few people felt it was too serious, wondering if a declining Dan Shen Sect deserved such treatment.

Nonetheless, being able to contact the holy weapons up close was a first for them. Before they left the sect, they had sworn a military order to complete the mission at any cost.

"Hehe... holy weapons..." Ye Qiu suddenly smiled.

"Ye Fantian, have you been scared silly? Do you feel desperate, thinking there’s no way to survive when facing the holy weapons?"

"Despair?" Ye Qiu’s lips curved slightly: "A weapon that can’t even generate intelligence, should I fear it? You underestimate me, Ye Fantian."

"What intelligence?" The five were somewhat confused, not knowing what Ye Qiu was saying.

For the five, matters of weapon enlightenment and spiritual awareness were still very distant. After all, this was their first time being exposed to holy weapons. How could they know weapons could generate intelligence? There were no such level weapons in the entire Qingfeng County.

It was Ye Qiu, having received Ge Tian’s legacy and obtaining three treasures in succession, who learned that weapons could generate intelligence. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know this secret.

"Hmph, Ye Fantian, don’t pretend to understand when you don’t. I think you’re just scared. The holy weapons are specifically designed to slay formidable enemies, more than enough to deal with you. Deception can’t save you, you know?" One of the five couldn’t stand Ye Qiu’s disdainful demeanor and couldn’t help but rebuke.

"You are the ones pretending to understand. Today, I’ll show you what a real weapon is." Ye Qiu gave the five a mysterious smile, then touched his waist, and the Bahuang Sword appeared in his hand.

Seeing Ye Qiu also took out a sword. Among the five, one said: "Ye Fantian, do you think randomly pulling out a weapon makes it stronger than the holy weapon? You underestimate our three major sects."

Realizing perhaps they misspoke, this person hastily corrected: "You might as well throw away that broken sword. How can it compare to our holy sword?"

Ye Qiu didn’t pay attention. He hadn’t drawn the Bahuang Sword; at this moment, its edge was hidden within the sheath, and the sword spirit was sleeping.

"You don’t believe it, do you?" Ye Qiu indifferently responded to their ridicule.

"Since that’s the case, why don’t you activate your holy weapons and let them compete with the sword in my hand?"

"Then await your death." Provoked by Ye Qiu, the five had only one response: they immediately activated their holy weapons to kill him.

Two holy weapons, one sword, and one axe, each unleashed sharp attacks under the activation of the five.

Ye Qiu gripped the sword hilt with five fingers, slowly drew out the Bahuang Sword, and as it came into view, its light continually burst forth, emitting a golden glow.

Clang!

The Bahuang Sword was fully displayed before the five, radiating a dazzling light, its aura sharper than the holy weapons.

"Is this... is this also a holy weapon?"

The five immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the Bahuang Sword in Ye Qiu’s hand, seemingly much more brilliant than the holy weapons they activated, with a stronger momentum.

No matter what, the holy weapons had already been activated. Now, Ye Qiu drew out a treasured sword. As long as they killed Ye Qiu, that sword would belong to them.

Facing the oncoming two holy weapons, Ye Qiu directly tossed the Bahuang Sword into the air. The sword spirit instantly awoke, established a connection with Ye Qiu, and, after understanding Ye Qiu’s intentions, controlled the Bahuang Sword to slash down against the two holy weapons.

Clang!

The Bahuang Sword swept through, a swath of golden light overshadowed the brilliance of the two holy swords.

Then the five saw a scene etched in memory forever. Their confident trump cards, the holy weapons, developed cracks under Bahuang Sword’s single slash, followed by a crisp sound.

Ding...

The holy sword broke into two pieces, both impaled into the ground, their light disappearing, quickly dimming.

The sharp end of the holy weapon axe was also split in two, losing its edge.

Swish.

After the slash, the Bahuang Sword quickly returned to Ye Qiu’s hand, needing no urging from Ye Qiu, striking and returning automatically.

In an instant, two holy weapons were destroyed. To the five, this was a disaster; those were their sect’s holy weapons. How could they face returning and explaining?

Amidst their terror, the five felt boundless rage, followed by greed for the treasure sword in Ye Qiu’s hand.

To kill Ye Qiu and seize his treasure sword might quell their sect’s anger, sparing them from punishment; otherwise, they’d have no face to return.

"Ye Fantian, for destroying our holy weapons, in any case, don’t expect to leave alive."

All five were enraged, offensively charging forward. Facing the infuriated five, Ye Qiu gripped the Bahuang Sword, a cold smile on his face: "Whether I leave alive isn’t for you to decide. It’s just that I don’t plan to spare any of you."

With that, Ye Qiu advanced with the sword.

Since the darkness and the Bahuang Sword were revealed, none of the five could be left alive!

Only kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!