I saw a rainstorm of black and red swords, each drop falling accurately on a red corpse, and not a drop was wasted!
Any red corpse figure that is exposed to the rain will dissipate directly!
In an instant, large swaths of red corpses were wiped out.
The space originally occupied by the zombie tide is becoming increasingly empty!
"this……"
The Corpse Emperor's surprised voice sounded, "It's impossible. I've experienced all the sword styles in the Seven Star Sword Scripture, and there is no such sword style at all!"
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if the tide of corpses is endless and shows no sign of stopping!
However, the breath movement of Demon Sword Zuo was 30% weaker than in its peak state. It can be seen that the consumption of using Seven Star Sword Rain is huge! A great emperor has lost 30% of his imperial power!
The tide of red corpses dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, when only a lone red corpse was left, the red corpse seemed to have opened a seal, the aura fluctuations skyrocketed, and the Corpse Emperor recovered as before!
What made Demon Sword Zuo and all the watching emperors’ eyes twitch was that the Corpse Emperor’s condition had not declined at all!
Not only that, the horrific injuries caused by Demon Sword Zuo have all disappeared!
A new look!
"..."
Zhao Fan looked at this scene speechlessly. It was too exaggerated. He used such a large-scale method and transformed into countless red spots to blend into it. Only one was destroyed by the sword rain, but his condition did not decline at all?
"You are very good."
The corpse emperor's tone was like an adult evaluating a child who performed well.
Demon Sword Zuo was very unhappy about this, and then his response was a black sword light!
"I've been playing with you for a long time, let's call it a day."
The Corpse Emperor showed an intriguing smile, merged his palms together, caught the incoming sword light, and crushed it directly. However, his two hands were no longer flesh and blood, leaving only bones covered with sword marks.
"Um."
Demon Sword Zuo nodded slightly, and the seven sword stars on his body merged into one in an instant, flashing on his chest, "This is my strongest sword."
When the Corpse Emperor saw this situation, his expression was moved, and he said uncertainly: "We have never met, why are you fighting me like crazy?"
"No reason."
Demon Sword Zuo said casually: "Swordsmanship, this is how it should be."
"Those who practice the Seven-Star Sword Scripture are all lunatics!"
As soon as the Corpse Emperor finished speaking, he took a sharp breath.
At that moment, it was as if the entire chaotic airflow was moving in the direction of the Corpse Emperor.
Zhao Fan felt it and moved his hair that way.
Immediately.
The corpse emperor's body swelled like a huge mountain, and he stepped on the demon sword Zuo, who was as small as an insect.
"Seven swords...sacrifice your life!"
When the voice of Demon Sword Zuo fell into the ears of the great emperors and Zhao Fan who were watching the battle, it felt like a swan song!
"Don't!"
Zhao Fan opened his mouth weakly, and when he saw Demon Sword Zuo's eyes, he seemed to be using his life to execute the next sword!
"Is this life-threatening?"
The War Emperor was in disbelief and regretful.
Emperor Huanwu held her hands together, and the fragrant cold sweat flowed up her face!
"Madman, die!"
The corpse emperor's huge feet fell down with a roar!
However, the body of Demon Sword Zuo was directly shattered and turned into blood mist. Only one arm was left, holding the black sword with five fingers, slashing at the huge corpse emperor as far as the eye could see! ! !
