Way Of Choices Chapter 398 Taking Out The Sword (I) (1/2)

Chapter 398 Taking Out the Sword (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

wang Po's blade was very powerful Only with a powerful and sharp blade could he use the compacted true essence of the upper level of Star Condensation to break through that seely weak, yet actually incomparably firm, space barrier Sih could he cut open the space, giving him the ability to surpass the abyss between the secular world and the divine and resist Zhu Luo'sCity were still low and dark, their edges still shi+ning like silver It was like night The stored the street suddenly disappeared and the streets became abnormally quiet One could only faintly hear the sound of breathing Those were sighs of shock that ca spectators This battle had already surpassed the scope of inations, but they could still sense that Zhu Luo's sword truly had been blocked by wang Po Just how had he accomplished this feat?

This tirew grave It wasn't because this attack of wang Po's was not brilliant enough On the contrary, he felt that this blade was far too exquisite It was almost like in this brief instant, in the ti Po had used this battle with this supres and take another step on his path of the blade

If this was true, then wang Po's talent in cultivating the Dao could truly be said to astound the world In addition, this sort of opportunity could only co Po could live past this battle and coained froh into the peak of the Star Condensation realm, and even be able to see the threshold of the Saint real Po be able to survive? Especially after these two blade strikes hadPo could threaten his position in the Storht Directions in a few more decades? Su Li had no hope about this, so his expression was grave He thought it was too pitiful

The stor druht with it an endless storm After the storm would come a rainbow, but behind the storht Moon There was light and there was darkness, but the vast ht and darkness were both sucked into those cracks in space on the long street, theirPo's metal blade could still be raised up in this torrential downpour

Yet in the end, the Eight Stor experts They were the supreinable quantities of true essence, possessing an intelligence and battle experience that surpassed one's wild drea brilliance Ulti Po's blade to restrain that light It was just like how the darks clouds above Xunyang City were incapable of obscuring the es of the clouds became plated with a silver sheen The rainy street was as dark as the night, and the hole in space cleaved out by the blade was an even darker black, causing hearts to beat faster in fear Yet the edges of those pitch-black cracks in space, for soht came from Zhu Luo's sword

Accolow arrived before wang Po's body At the h the rainy street so as to h cracks in space Only this way could he prevent Zhu Luo's sword shi+ning withhis body, then proceeding directly to Chen Changsheng and Su Li behind hilows

Those sword gloere not very bright, and could even be described as so Po's Blade Domain that could be called perfect was actually no use in obstructing these sword glows The sword glows descended, and with a swish, wang Po's clothes were suddenly cut into pieces Upon his body, which had undergone perfect Purification, appeared countless distinct sword slashes with blood slowly seeping out of thelows continued to surh they seeettable

Every one of the sword gloould cut a wound upon his body and carried away a little blood with it

wang Po's face grew even loo His expression was still calm and resolute; only his two very special eyebrows drooped down even more, as if they were rather dejected He see even more than he usually was Yes, at this time, his situation truly was very bitter

Zhu Luo's sword glows had cut away at his body This was like a death by a thousand cuts—just how painful would it be? This sort of pain was also in his spiritual world and in his heart As a genius of the path of the blade, he was currently a great hero of the south, yet now in his ho County, he had encountered Zhu Luo and could still only painfully andEven if his talent and ere greater, so what? In the end, it would not be able to change the gap in strength and cultivation between the clan all those years ago, that sort of situation that would cause despair Just how could it not be bitter?

Only when he put away his blade, departed the rainy street, and chose to yield would he be able to escape this suffering

Yet life has s that are irown accustomed to bitter days and clearly understood this point So he had no intention of yielding His eyebrows dropping, his expression distressed, his head slightly lowered, he tightly gripped his dagger and stood in the pouring rain He did this despite strea down his body frolows that overcaly heavy downpour that washed the blood off his body

The blade intent on the rainy street was still straight, as were the cracks cut through space Therefore, the falling rain could not reach those places, and even Zhu Luo temporarily could not move forward The vastPo's side

wang Po stood very straight But how long could he continue to stand? How long could he hold the blade in his hands?

The pouring rain was bitterly cold and the frantic winds gradually became even more blustery

The abacus in the ruins of the inn stirred to life once ainst each other, as if they were beating out a rhythm

In a side street even further way, theHousehold had o All sorts of usts of wind blew theainst a wall, a stone toppled from the top of the wall, and then the stone beat upon the surface of a drum A flute flew into the air, and the air poured into the holes of the flute and s snapped one by one…

Strum strum strum strum

It was a well-rushed and disorderly tune

When the stor finally finish?

nobody would know

At the rear of the rainy street, the crowd stood around in silence Liang wangsun stood at the very front, his expression indescribably cal stood on the other side of the street, as if he didn't want to stand next to that distantly related princely cousin of his For soure of wang Po His expression was very strange, seeh In short, it was very complex

No one kneould happen next, or even could iine ould happen next