588 Pinnacle Exper (2/2)
The layers of restrictions shone and numerous spells were triggered.
However the sword light broke them one by one. Charging and stabbing open, nothing was able to stop it for even a moment.
Was that Zong Shou? And Zhao Yanran?
The moment such a thought arose in her head, Jingyin heard Zifang suck in a cold breath.
\”Strong! How strong! Who knew such a top expert would appear in this world! Wow, Sword Soul Intermediate Realm with Spirit and Martial Arts Merging into one. Isn't that the Gantian Monster King? Why is he so anxious?\”
That energy surged until a thousand feet. It actually didn't head for the entrance but at the weird spiritual energy direction, Zifang was looking at before, landing directly there. The vast sword glow scattered the dirt and smashed the rock layer, that was as strong as Magical Artifacts, into pieces!
Following which there was a loud explosion, Jingyin was forced back tens of steps. Her face was ashen white.
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Where the shadow of the knife passed, the black hand was instantly broken. However, it didn't stop. It was like it broke through the space and directly struck at Wuxuan.
He was shocked, a chill Intent struck his heart. He didn't hesitate to roar out, his vital energy instantly surged as he punched out two fists. The Hell Fist Intent seemed to turn this tomb room into Yama's palace!
The Buddhist talked about the country in the Buddha Palm, at this moment his fist seemed to have an entire devilish world!
Only to hear a clang, where the Knife Light passed everything was sliced apart.
Those stars, those screaming ghosts were all easily sliced broken!
Since he could slice through space how could he not destroy stars? And incomplete worlds?
Most of the Grade-9 cultivators could only see their bodies moving. Knife and fists clashing tens of times in the sky full of stars.
Under the knife and fist energy sweeping out, everything that was buried along with the king was destroyed.
Yuan Wushang's lips curled up, silently switching spots. He was closer to Ruoshui, in case she was hit by the ripples of their intense battle. Only his body was shaky and occasionally gave out soft coughs.
A short moment later Wuxuan finally backed off. His face was really dark and sunken, his fists tightly clenched and slightly trembling.
Looking closely, there was actually blood dripping from that fist. That pot-like fist actually had several wounds upon it.
The twenty Grade-9 cultivators who rushed over to the tomb room were all silent.
Everyone looked at this scene in a startled manner. Wuji was also shocked.
Yanrui was too.
Spirit and Martial Arts Merger...
Li Wuhui, although he could only do the most rough layer, maybe he just touched that gate.
But it really was that!
They all had the same thought that flashed across their minds. Li Wuhui was actually so strong!
Going strength for strength against both Wuxuan and Xiao Xiangzi and being able to not fall behind for ten minutes!
Was this the Knife Lord?
At this moment not only did Wuxuan have an ugly expression, but Xiao Xiangzi was also shocked.
Li Wuhui was standing on the spot with the knife in his hand. Several areas around his chest and abdomen had caved in, blood seeping from his left arm.
However his right arm was still really stable and those wounds were continuously healing.
\”In the battle against Zong Shou at Mysterious Cloud Mountain, I comprehended some things. Unfortunately at the 476th sword, I didn't dare to continue.\”
As he said that he smiled and looked at the two of them, \”Do you two still think we aren't worth our fame? Do you still want to continue? Even today I still think that Monster King is far stronger than me. Be careful not to piss him off, regardless if you are Taoist or Demon Sect. One finger and he will smash many of you...\”
Wuji scoffed coldly, filled with rage. Wuxuan's gaze also turned cold.
\”I underestimated you! You really deserve your name of Knife Lord. However how long can you last? Four hours? Six hours? If you just wanted to piss me off, then congratulations you have already done it!\”