"Everyone come out."
In an instant, Su Qinian's fist shook eleven times in a row, and streaks of red gold flowed through the void.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Electricity was generated in the void, and the white mist evaporated for ten miles. High in the sky, eleven figures staggered backwards from the void to reality.
"This is...the Saint of Xiuguang Sword, the Great God of Thunder, the Saint of Puro Sword...the Saint of Cross Sword!"
At this moment, many people around Zhu Feng could not help but take a breath of cold air. It was truly amazing. Apart from the fallen Sword Saint Yale, the Thirteen Sword Saints of Jianguo were here. This kind of lineup was simply amazing. It can be called terrifying.
Holy war!
The hearts of many older people sank. This was not a good thing. With so many Sword Saints gathering together, once they started taking action, it would be no less than detonating countless nuclear bombs in the far west of Great Xia.
More importantly, sword saints, like nuclear weapons, are the core strategic forces of various countries. The loss of any sword saint is enough to weaken the national power. In this ever-changing international society, a small change in comprehensive national power is enough to trigger endless conflicts. Disputes, entanglements of interests, and undercurrents are destined to be accompanied by silent blood and tears.
Something big is going to happen!
Dozens of miles away from Zhufeng, some teams that had been speeding up stopped in shock and did not dare to approach any further. Some of the first ones to arrive at the foot of the mountain also began to retreat. What a joke, once the holy war started, the saints would not care about them. He is a top sword master, but under the divine edge, he is just a small person. He will be injured if he is brushed against him, and he will die if he touches him.
The dark walker clothed in light, the monster guide who opens the door to hell!
Some strong people are wavering, are they really that strong? It attracted all the saints to come, but considering the strange and terrifying events in recent times, it has really caused headaches for countries all over the world, causing huge casualties and social panic.
"The satellite is locked on the top of Zhufeng!"
Someone shouted low, and the qualified forces looked sideways. After the Dark Walker took action, the snow on the peak was briefly cleared, and the satellite was able to capture a clearer picture.
very young!
It's not that his profound cultivation has locked away the years and solidified his appearance. Experts who are proficient in facial expressions have concluded that this is really an extremely young existence. However, he knocked away the King of West Asia in the blink of an eye. His fists shook continuously, and the ten people hiding in the dark were knocked away. A sword saint forced them all out, this kind of fighting power was simply shocking.
"Haoxun, is this your...quasi-mentor?"
In the snow, Yuan Tianyuan almost pulled off his beard with one hand. Looking at the satellite surveillance picture on the micro-screen, even if the identity of this dark walker was discarded, his power alone was terrifying.
"The teacher will not lose."
Two voices sounded at the same time, making Yuan Haoxun a little embarrassed. Not far away, Qi Yunfei snorted coldly and turned her head to ignore him.
Yuan Tianyuan glanced at the two of them, sighed, and said nothing more. A big family has its advantages, but it also has its sorrows, because the choices made by everyone need to consider whether they will have an impact on the family behind them. , is it positive or negative, so many times, the warmth and coldness of human relationships seem particularly pale.
The top of Zhufeng.
The Cross Sword Saint's silver hair was flying. He was an old man who looked slender and slender. He was dressed in gorgeous silver armor. He had a pair of deep brown eyes. He looked at Su Qinian at this moment and muttered: "Young dark walker, everyone knows that he is strong and strong." There are thirteen saints in the country, but they don’t know that the thirteen saints have a sword. Today, only the twelve saints are left, and they also have a sword.”
"please."
Su Qinian stretched out his hand to lead, very directly and simply.
Although transformation is the most stable in peace, it is also possible to make a leap in turbulence. There is never a calm path of evolution.
boom!
On the side of Zhufeng, the mountain exploded, and the King of West Asia rose into the air. His blond hair was flying, and his blazing edge was regenerated, standing side by side with the eleven Saints of the Cross Sword.
"You are strong and qualified to see this knife."
The King of West Asia spoke. The middle-aged man looked solemn, even a little pious. The golden-red sword in his hand, like one cast from magma, vibrated lightly, and eleven other long swords also rang in response.
This is a scene that is enough to shock the world. Twelve holy swords are roaring in unison. Going back a decade, no one has seen it. The holy war is not started lightly, let alone so many sword saints gathered together. Some people can't help but stare. Eyeballs, there is no sound in the satellite picture, and they can only try to capture the lip language. Did they hear it wrong? Twelve sword saints, want to join forces to issue a sword?
"Quick! Run the satellite surveillance at full power and capture the picture at all costs!"
"The drones are launched into the sky, and I put more than a thousand of them on them. They transmit information in real time. I can capture whatever I can!"
…
In an instant, the big forces from all over the world went crazy, especially some of the powerful sword masters. Their eyes were red. It was rare to see one sword saint take action on weekdays, but now twelve sword saints joined forces to take action. One sword, which has not been recorded in the history of swordsmanship. It is definitely the most powerful sword and has the power to kill the saint.
Boom!
Before the sword was drawn, the sky above Zhufeng had already changed. The wind and clouds collapsed, and even the wind and snow in the Zhuma Mountains three thousand miles stagnated, revealing a bright and majestic sun like an ancient mountain.
The earth shook, and avalanches surged like tides. Ten miles away, some of the forces that had just retreated suddenly changed their expressions. It was too terrifying. It would be fine if there was only one saint. Now more than ten sword saints have joined forces, but the qi is entangled, like It was a natural disaster that affected almost half of the Zhuma Mountains. It is hard to imagine how earth-shattering it would be if it was conceived by that sword.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
There was no preparation, no testing, and there were twelve unsheathing sounds in succession. On the top of Zhufeng, there were no more figures of the Cross Sword Saint and others, only twelve holy swords suspended in the air.
Transform into a sword!
This supreme realm of sword art belongs to the sacred realm of the Sword Saint. At the same time, seeing a dozen sword masters incarnate, such as Su Qinian, his eyes were bright, and his silent fighting spirit was revived like never before.
Buzz!
At the same time, the holy swords belonging to the Twelve Sword Saints of the Jian Kingdom spread out and spread out in all directions. The sacred blades were drawn out, and a hundred-mile restricted area was outlined, which also made all the forces breathe a sigh of relief. If the sacred blades were allowed to wreak havoc, even three Even the thousands-mile-long Juma Mountains cannot help but cause trouble, which will harm ordinary people and cause great turmoil.
The next moment, without any warning, at the top of Zhufeng, twelve hanging holy swords merged into one, turning into a colorful and illusive hazy sword shadow.
The void was silent, there was no huge momentum, and there was no invincible edge, but Su Qinian felt a deep sense of crisis. Transforming into a sword, and then fitting together again, this kind of sword realm has surpassed the simple transformation into a sword. .
It's unclear which one is better than this kind of sword realm and martial intention, but in Su Qinian's opinion, they may be the same, but they belong to two different directions.
