Luo Fu muttered silently: "Infinite Sword Ruins, one sword can break all laws!"
Nine Heavens Sword God-Slaying Code, the second form of Wuliang Sword Ruins.
The next moment!
The twenty-nine attribute lightsabers immediately spread out and formed a huge circular array with Jinghong Immortal Sword as the center of the circle.
follow closely!
Whoosh!
Twenty-nine attribute lightsabers shot at Jinghong Fairy Sword one after another and merged into the sword body!
With the integration of each attribute lightsaber, the Jinghong Immortal Sword becomes hundreds of times stronger!
When all the twenty-nine attribute lightsabers were gathered together, the Jinghong Immortal Sword had transformed into a three-hundred-foot-limitless giant sword that reached the sky and penetrated the earth!
The heart of the three-hundred-foot boundless giant sword is the Jinghong Immortal Sword itself!
The giant sword reaches the sky, and the divine light is endless!
That giant sword stood proudly between heaven and earth, eclipsing all the stars in the sky and making the stars dim.
The next moment, Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed and he suddenly drew down his fingers!
"Give it to me and kill him!"
Boom!
The three-hundred-foot-limitless giant sword is so majestic that its sword intent soars into the sky!
The huge sword body erupted with a terrifying sword cry, rumbling towards a pair of flying demonic hands, approaching quickly!
Immediately afterwards, the infinite giant sword slashed across the sky!
The space is shattered inch by inch under the sword's edge!
Even the void was pushed aside by the sword's edge!
This scene made Wan Wuhen's eyes suddenly shrink: "Oh? I didn't expect you to have a new trick."
"But I still say that, in the face of absolute power, all tricks are a joke!"
"This time, I will make you completely give up!"
After saying this, Wan Wuhen thought, and those pair of magic hands directly grabbed Luo Fu's infinite giant sword!
The infinite giant sword was still desperately trying to cut down, but the edge of the sword was tightly held by the devil's hand. No matter what, it could not continue to press down even one foot away.
It even caused the three-hundred-foot boundless giant sword to buzz and tremble, as if it was roaring unwillingly.
Wan Wuhen laughed loudly: "Next, watch this!"
After saying this, Wan Wuhen stretched out his arms forward, a pair of palms suddenly holding into the shape of dragon claws.
"Demon Penetration Shatters the Empty Hand!"
Following Wan Wuhen, a pair of dragon claws suddenly tightened their grip.
The pair of demonic hands holding the infinite giant sword also tightened their grip suddenly.
Every devil finger clenched the sword's edge tightly, digging inward and squeezing desperately.
Under the inexplicable huge magic power, fine cracks appeared on the three-hundred-foot-long giant sword...
Kaka!
In the first breath, cracks spread all over the sword body.
In the second breath, the crack expanded into a crack.
The third breath, bang!
The infinite giant sword was torn to pieces by a pair of terrifying demonic hands!
The three-hundred-foot giant sword was crushed into several pieces!
The broken sword fragments burst out and cut through the night sky.
This scene gave Wan Wuhen a great sense of accomplishment, making him even more proud.
Na Wan Wuhen smiled ecstatically: "Luo Fu, your death is coming soon."
"Hahaha, it was me, Wan Wuhen, who killed you, Luo Fu, at the Holy Son Ceremony!"
"Every monk in the world must remember my name!"
"You, Luo Fu, die..."
At this point, Wan Wuhen suddenly stopped laughing.
He noticed that something seemed not quite right.
And the next moment, he discovered what was wrong.
Sword piece!
The ninth sword fragment was buried in the ruins as the Lingxiao Palace collapsed.
The ruins were destroyed into powder in the fierce battle that followed.
But now, at some point, Luo Fu had quietly cleared out the ruins and found the ninth sword piece.
The ninth sword piece, which was attached to the weapon-suppressing talisman, broke out of the powder and floated quietly in mid-air.
This scene puzzled Wan Wuhen: "Do you still care about the sword piece now?"
Wan Wuhen couldn't understand what Luo Fu did quietly, but he felt vaguely that it was not that simple.
All of a sudden.
Luo Fu transformed into a bolt of lightning and sprinted towards the ninth sword piece.
Although he didn't know what Luo Fu was going to do, Wan Wuhen still smiled ferociously: "I'm really tired of living."
"You're doing something small in front of me!"
After saying this, a demon's right hand fell from the sky. The giant hand clenched into a demon fist, and predicted Luo Fu's speed and smashed it down.
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed slightly and he immediately slowed down.
boom!
The magic fist landed violently ten feet in front of Luo Fu.
The huge shock wave of the magic fist flew Luo Fu and the ninth sword piece away at the same time.
Under the violent impact, Luo Fu's chest heaved violently, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth!
This scene made Wan Wuhen very happy: "Haha, dignified Luo Fu was actually beaten by me until he vomited blood, hahahaha!"
"You...Eh!?"
Suddenly, Wan Wuhen, who was feeling happy, suddenly caught sight of a figure with the corner of his eye.
The figure was quickly chasing the ninth sword piece.
"Who?" Wan Wuhen's heart trembled slightly.
Luo Fu was in his sight, so who could the new figure be?
Wan Wuhen hurriedly turned his head and looked around. At this glance, he was surprised and said: "Dharma image!?"
What was chasing the sword fragment was a statue, Luo Fu's "Immortal Dharma".
The appearance of this deity was deliberately reduced to a normal human height by Luo Fu in order not to attract Wan Wuhen's attention.
When Wan Wuhen found out that he had been tricked by Luo Fu, it was already too late.
The dharma image of the deity has successfully held the ninth sword piece in his hand.
The next moment, the Dharma form of the deity rushed towards Luo Fu.
Luo Fu also immediately shot out and greeted the deity.
Wan Wuhen's eyes flashed: "Damn little beast, are you having fun teasing me?"
"I'll blast him!"
The demon's left hand clenched into a huge demon fist and smashed it hard towards Luo Fu.
Boom!
With this punch, Luo Fu was flattened to the ground and shattered into pieces!
Wan Wuhen was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Luo Fu could be killed so easily.
But before he could get happy, another scene appeared, which made Wan Wuhen furious.
He found that he was being played again.
The "Luo Fu" he killed was actually not Luo Fu himself, but Tai Confucian Faxiang, who appeared out of nowhere and quietly replaced Luo Fu.
When Wan Wuhen punched Tairu Faxiang with a heavy punch, Luo Fu's true form finally made a large arc from behind Wan Wuhen and successfully contacted him.
Luo Fu successfully obtained the ninth sword piece.
At this moment, a total of nine sword pieces gathered in Luo Fu's hand!
Wan Wuhen is extremely corrupt: "You little beast, you actually use Fa Xiangshen to fool me again and again!"
"But I still say the same thing, no matter what tricks you come up with, you are still no match for me, Wan Wuhen!"
In the Holy Son Dojo, the thirty-three supervisors were also puzzled by Luo Fu's strange behavior.
The silver-haired supervisor frowned: "Why is Luo Fu so obsessed with gathering nine sword pieces?"
"You need to know that if he loses to Wan Wuhen, the nine sword pieces will still belong to Wan Wuhen."
The red-haired supervisor was thoughtful and said: "Is it possible..."
“Is it possible!!”
Suddenly, the thirty-three supervisors' collective eyes lit up!
"He wants to make a last ditch effort...to merge the divine swords!"
"Is this... really possible?"
"I, in the Taicang Saint Realm, have spent millions of years trying to merge the nine sword pieces together."
"Does he, Luo Fu, have this ability!?"
