Chapter 134: : The sword does not communicate with people, seize the sword and seize the box (2/2)
”Even if he has a holy sword in his hand, his combat power is still too strong. It is said that this son killed the sword sovereign of Baiyun three years ago, and he is indeed well-known.” Jian Greed's face was pale, and his eyes were full of shock.
He threw away the broken sword in his hand, placed the sword box horizontally in front of him, injected a lot of spiritual power into it, and flew out a sword of various shapes and radiant light, surrounded him, filled with horror Taoist rhyme.
”Madman Chu, try my sword formation!”
”Thousand Army Sword Formation! Go!!!”
The twelve swords formed a circle, wrapped in the majestic sword aura, locked the madman of Chu, shot one after another, the rhyme of the Tao was diffused, the sword aura intertwined, and the twelve swords burst out into a force of charge!
Thousand Army Sword Formation!
This is Sword Greed’s most powerful ultimate move!
is also one of the reasons why he is keen to collect famous swords, that is to have enough swords to display this powerful sword formation!
Facing the flying sword formation, the Madman Chu didn't dodge or dodge, and even a mysterious Taoist rhyme was suddenly filled with it.
”Set!”
Chu madman drank lightly.
I saw that the twelve sword weapons that flew up were actually set in mid-air in an instant, and the monstrous sword aura also collapsed in an instant.
The scene before him shocked everyone, and was also shocked by Jian Greed.
”This, what's going on?!”
The sword was greedy to run spiritual power and tried to manipulate twelve more swords, but no matter what he did, the sword remained motionless, and there was even a will to resist, repelling his spiritual power.
Jian Xiang has never encountered this kind of situation.
”Swords don't communicate with people, how can you manipulate them?”
At this time, Madman Chu made a sound.
Seeing his mind move, the swords in mid-air were inserted in front of him one by one, the sword body was slightly bent, as if bowing.
”Nine Orifices Exquisite Sword Heart!!”
”I see, you are the sword heart of Jiuqiao Linglong~ You manipulated these swords!!” Jian was greedy and looked at Madman Chu with crimson eyes, with incredible and strong eyes. Jealousy.
The exquisite sword heart of the nine orifices is naturally connected with the ten thousand swords. It can even be used to manipulate the sword without refining. It is very powerful.
This is the physique that every sword repairman dreams of.
”You only receive swords, but you don't refine them. Even if you can forcefully manipulate them with spiritual power, you will eventually fall behind.”
”Nonsense, do you really think that everyone is an exquisite sword heart with nine orifices? How can I refine so many swords.”
Sword's greedy tone is jealous and hateful.
Refining sword weapons is also limited. After all, one's energy is limited, and even most swordsmen only refining one sword in their lifetime.
And how could Sword Greed want to get it, one day he will face the Madman Chu who possesses the exquisite sword heart of Nine Orifices?
”So, you are defeated.” Madman Chu said indifferently, and then slowly raised his hand, aimed at Sword Greed, his heart moved, only to see the whole sword case tremble slightly, and then he took the initiative to fly towards him. ,
”What, return the sword case!” Jian Tan suddenly became anxious. The sword case and the sword in the sword case are his life's painstaking efforts!
The madman of Chu raised his hand and slashed again. Kunwu's holy sword exploded with brilliant sword light, forcing Sword Greed to do his utmost to resist, but even so, he was still blown out, and a dozen sword marks were cut on his body.
Seeing, Jian Ying knew that he was not an opponent of Madman Chu, and if he stayed, he would lose his life.
He made a decisive decision, and countless sword auras erupted from his body, and he hit the Madman Chu, then his figure flashed away towards the distance.
The madman Chu blocked all his sword aura and curled his lips while looking at the direction of the opponent's escape, ”Seven Swordsmen? Disappointing.”