Even as hundreds of millions of swords were running wild and everywhere, there were still new swords flying from all directions, expressing their awe and surrender to Tian Que Sword.
Later, driven by Zhong Wen's soul power, these newcomers obediently joined the tide of swords and shot at the people of Goddess Mountain with boundless determination.
Precisely controlling hundreds of millions of swords with soul power is almost impossible even in the realm of chaos.
However, for Zhong Wen, who has a true spiritual body and a natural sword heart, it seems relaxed and effortless.
Each sword is attached with the breath of the innate sword soul and the super amplification of the purple body, which can be said to be invincible and capable of killing everything.
What is the concept of hundreds of millions of such swords launching attacks at the same time?
If this is just repayment, what is even more exaggerated is that under the influence of the king Tianque Sword, the sword will return to Zhong Wen and turn into a "bullet" again, no matter whether it hits the target or not. For their motivation.
Under such unlimited fire power, Zhong Wen became more and more knowledgeable about the way of "managing a sword". Later, he was even able to incorporate a little bit of the power of heaven from the reincarnation body into the sword, allowing it to travel several miles in an instant. Like electricity.
How can one resist a wave of swords with such numbers and power?
In the enemy's base camp, Zhong Wen obviously had no intention of restraining himself, and he controlled as he pleased. From time to time, the sword would deviate from the track, and he would attack indiscriminately. Wherever he passed, he would attack birds, animals, tall buildings and rockeries without even looking at them. Push horizontally.
In just a few breaths, there was nothing within a hundred miles. Whether you were alive or dead, everything ceased to exist. Even a layer of the ground was scraped off, and the entire ground sank by nearly a foot. .
When he sheathed his sword, apart from Ran Qingqiu and Jiang Nini behind him, there was no one else around him.
It seems that Jiang Ni, Xu Guangnian and other big men in the Chaos Realm have already used their own methods to escape an unknown number of miles away. As for some of the weaker ones, they have been cut into pieces by countless swords, and their souls are gone. Not even the scum is left. Second half.
Silence, deathly silence!
Zhong Wen holds the sword in his hand, standing proudly in the air, with a smile on his lips and a fluttering white shirt. He is like a sword fairy descending to the earth or a war god coming to the world. His temperament rises from the earth and his power is extraordinary.
Ran Qingqiu and Jiang Ni stood separately behind him, like the maids of the sword fairy, with beautiful eyes and looks more delicate than flowers. The picture is indescribably beautiful and dreamy, comparable to the world of immortals in novels and dramas.
On the other hand, the people of Goddess Mountain who had been shouting and killing Zhong Wen were like a mouse meeting a cat. They all hid far away, their eyes full of shock and disbelief, and they did not dare to get close to the sword tide at all.
In the air, there is an atmosphere called "embarrassment" everywhere.
There is a way to make money!
Zhong Wen lowered his head and stared at the Tianque Sword in his hand, feeling happy as if he had picked up some rare treasure.
Not to mention that the effect of this improved version of "Ten Thousand Swords" is unexpectedly good, just the ability to attract hundreds of millions of swords is enough for him to make a lot of money.
You must know that most of the swords that can be attracted by Tianque Sword are of good quality, and they are definitely not comparable to those sold at street stalls made by roadside blacksmith shops.
With just a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered more than a dozen high-quality swords capable of causing heavenly tribulations among the hundreds of millions of swords around him, including even a Four-Tribulation Divine Sword.
And the feeling of using hundreds of millions of swords to slash people was so satisfying that it reached the depths of his soul, making him so happy that he couldn't stop.
For a brief moment, he even wanted to activate the billions of swords and directly kill everyone present in the Goddess Mountain.
However, just as Zhong Wen's murderous intention aroused, two extremely powerful thoughts suddenly came from the air and locked him firmly in the blink of an eye.
This is……!
Feeling the terrifying power contained in these two thoughts, Zhong Wen's eyelids twitched and he instantly determined the identity of the other party.
A thought from the east was powerful and overbearing, as thick as a mountain. It was the strongest person from the Goddess Mountain.
Great elder!
The one to the south is even more familiar, it actually belongs to Feng Wuya, the master of Qinxin Palace!
In other words, the owners of these two thoughts were Zhong Wen's two most difficult opponents in the original land.
The moment he was locked, Zhong Wen shook his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly lowered his right hand holding the sword, knowing that the idea of taking the opportunity to massacre was completely defeated.
Just because the momentum displayed by the great elder was more than 30% stronger than the previous fight.
What's even more incredible is that Feng Wuya's spiritual power is several times stronger than before, and he seems to be no less powerful than Zhong Wen today.
Jiang Ni, Xu Guangnian and others seemed to be in a panic, but in fact they did not use their real killer skills. There were three women around them who needed to be protected. It was obviously not a wise choice to fight with all their strength in the enemy's territory with an outnumbered enemy. .
Want to give me a kick?
Then you made the wrong calculation!
A cold light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and he suddenly grinned, revealing a ferocious smile. The momentum around him surged, and purple light shot into the sky behind him. He raised his right arm high, and the Tianque Sword made a brilliant light above his head. He roared loudly and shook the sky, and shouted loudly: "Suppress." soul!"
"boom!"
An unimaginable soul pressure burst out from his body and swept away in all directions, covering an area of 10,000 miles in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, he practiced the Smiling Heart Sutra and devoted himself to understanding the way of heaven. With the super spiritual power gained, with the blessing of many BUFFs such as the True Spirit Dao Body, Purple Body Nengxing and Overlord Body, he passed the soul-level soul song. The powerful spiritual skills were completely released.
Ten thousand miles!
This is an astonishing number!
In such a huge area, all living creatures feel their limbs heavy, their spirits depressed, their souls as if they have been hit hard, and the pain is excruciating. Countless birds, beasts and human cultivators lose consciousness instantly, their eyes are dull, their orifices bleed, and they crackle. Lying down on the ground.
There were countless high-level cultivators who jumped up into the sky with astonishment on their faces, but soon they couldn't bear the pressure of their souls under their hoods, and fell to the ground like frightened birds.
Xu Youqing, Jie Jiushao and others who were closer were all looking pale, breathing rapidly, and their bodies were swaying. It seemed that it was very difficult for them to stand still.
He Xiaolian and Eighteen Heavenly Girl, who were slightly weaker, landed on the ground with pain on their faces. One by one, they knelt on one knee and supported the ground with both arms. They seemed to be carrying a mountain on their backs. They were panting and sweating like rain. It's really embarrassing.
Is the gap between me and him so big?
Xu Youqing stared at the man who looked like a swordsman in the distance, his teeth clenched, his face ashen, and the frustration and unwillingness in his heart could not be described in words.
Until this moment, he finally realized that there was an insurmountable gap between him and the other party.
The figure of the man in front of him suddenly became so majestic and tall, which made people sigh with admiration and gave him no desire to win at all.
So strong!
It is simply beyond the scope of human beings!
Is this the power of being the best in the world?
This is how a man should be born!
One day, I can also...
He Xiaolian raised his head with difficulty and stared at Zhong Wen Chuchen's elegant figure. There was no trace of fear or hatred on his face, but instead was full of admiration and envy.
I don't know from which moment, he has already ignored the master and the saint, and directly equated Zhong Wen with "the best person in the world" deep in his heart.
Judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, it is obvious that there are not a few who hold this idea.
"That's it for today!"
Zhong Wen, who was pretending to be fierce, gave up when he saw the opportunity. He decisively put down his sword, dissipated the pressure, and laughed loudly, "When we meet on the battlefield tomorrow, I won't be so polite!"
After saying that, he raised his left arm and waved gently to Ran Qingqiu and Jiang Nini behind him. He took one step forward and appeared several miles away in the blink of an eye. He didn't walk fast, but his posture was elegant.
The two women looked at each other and followed them decisively. The four of them drifted away and soon turned into small black dots, almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
The hundreds of millions of swords in the sky did not disperse. Instead, they all started flying in the direction of the four people, as if they wanted to follow them and leave together.
Wherever the sword passed, the entire sky was completely covered in an instant, giving the impression of black clouds looming over the city. It was majestic and majestic.
Seeing him swaggering away with the three girls, Jiang Ni turned pale, clenched her fists, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.
The majesty of the saint was shattered by billions of swords at this moment.
"If you are not convinced, just come and chase!"
Just when she could hardly restrain herself from taking action, Zhong Wen's joking voice suddenly floated from the distant sky, "It's just that next time my sword won't hit like this."
What followed was a burst of wild and domineering laughter, which echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.
However, just such an extremely arrogant statement was like a bucket of ice water being poured down on the head, instantly extinguishing the idea of Jiang Ni and others taking action again.
Ever since, the Goddess Mountain side, which had gathered many powerful people from Luo Qi Palace and the Presbyterian Church, just watched helplessly as Zhong Wen and the four of them walked away, gradually drifting away, and finally disappeared out of sight.
