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Chapter 1127 - Invincible (1)
”What?”
Su Zhao and the others were shocked. They couldn't believe their ears.
Five years ago, a total of one hundred and ninety-seven Ling Xiao Sword Sect cultivators entered the ”Illusory Sword Paradise”, and ten of them were elders of the Virtual Level. The one with the highest cultivation was at the Void Transformation Stage, and yet all of them became his servants? How was this possible?
Everyone was in disbelief. However, when they thought of the mountains and rivers that had just left, they were all stunned. Soon after, their expressions abruptly changed.
This person had only reached the Third Cycle of the Void Transformation Stage. It was impossible for him to be a match for the ten Void Transformation Elders of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect on his own. However, that mountain and river was a powerful warrior at the peak of the Void Transformation Stage, with such terrifying strength, it would not be difficult to capture the hundred over Ling Xiao Sword Sect cultivators.
What this person said was most likely true.
”Brat, you are courting death!”
Su Zhao's expression instantly became incomparably gloomy. As he let out a stern shout, a sharp black long sword appeared in his hand.
”Chi!”
A thick and massive black sword beam tore through the air and swept across. At this moment, the dark night sky had turned as black as ink, and the originally weak light rays seemed to have been completely pierced through by the sword beam. The dense and cold sword intent filled up the entire space.
The corner of Tang Huan's lips raised slightly, his body suddenly leaped forward, and left the back of the nine spirits.
”Hu!”
The moment his fist was thrown out, the fiery-red shadow of the fist rapidly expanded. The entire pitch-black world seemed to be illuminated.
The speed of the fist shadows were so fast that even the air seemed to explode as a series of ear-piercing sounds was produced. In less than half a blink of an eye, Pang Shuo's fist had already traversed several tens of meters and imprinted itself onto the sword beam. The terrifying Strength Qi surged and surged.
This was one of the five forms of inheritance, Fist Seal!
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In a split-second, that black sword beam exploded and vanished into thin air.
The attack he had just launched, although he hadn't used all of his Quintessential Essence, it was still not something that a Third Cycle Void Transformation Stage cultivator could easily defend against. However, the guy facing him had merely punched out, easily shattering the sword light he had activated.
What shocked him the most was the speed at which the fist came.
Just a moment ago, that fist had just appeared, but in the next moment, it was already right in front of him. As if the fist's shadow was rapidly expanding, the space in front of him was also frantically compressing.
”Bam!”
In the blink of an eye, intense explosive sounds rang out.
Under Su Zhao's astonished gaze, it landed on the long sword in his hand with a lightning speed. The frightening strength was like a raging storm that followed the blade and instantly spread throughout his body.
”En!”
Su Zhao felt as if he had been struck by a huge rock. His limbs, bones, and internal organs were all crushed into fine powder in an instant. He only had enough time to let out a painful groan before spitting out fresh blood, and his body, like a meteor falling from the sky, uncontrollably smashed towards the Broken Sword Peak below.
”Rumble …”
A loud sound echoed in the sky.
The Broken Sword Mountain seemed to shake violently. At its waist, a large cloud of dust and sand rose up like a mushroom cloud, reaching up to a hundred meters in the air.