C1088 (1/2)
In a flash, countless swords with black breath roared to Sikong Banyu's direction. They were all closed in all directions, and there was no space for them to escape. The power of those black long swords actually caused part of the void to crack in the course of flying. It can be seen from this that they are ordinary.
”Can he stop it?” Taoist Qinglian swallowed his mouth and asked himself in his heart that the terrible power of this move could be felt by the bystander himself. Let alone such a dense attack, I'm afraid it's just a flash. I'm afraid I'm not dead and I'm also seriously injured, but Sikong Banyu is not himself.
To tell you the truth, Taoist Qinglian really doesn't want Sikong Banyu to fall here, although he doesn't know what kind of resentment there is between Sikong Banyu and Longwei. But he is such a person, the future is limitless, a genius's fall, everyone will feel sorry.
”There is no way to defend under the right envoy's broken sky sword. It seems that a lot of things have been saved this time.” Zuo Shi sneered in his heart and said that he was very clear about the power of the Tiandao. Even if the master in the middle of the demigod met him, he would have to take off his skin, not to mention Sikong Banyu, the fake semi divine warrior.
He had expected the end of Sikong Banyu's killing, but the next moment, the smile on the left corner of his mouth was frozen, and his eyes were full of incredible color. Because he saw that Sikong Banyu's body was surrounded by countless Tiandao, he actually flew a dense sword spirit. When those Tiandao attacked and hit the surrounding sword Qi, there was not much power at all, and they were directly swallowed up.
At this time, Sikong Banyu stood in the field of Jianqi with his hands down, holding a magnificent long sword. The long sword was no longer illusory, but a real three foot long sword. It seemed that there was a dignified emperor standing there, not Sikong Banyu.
”I didn't want to take you out. I didn't expect to use the power of sword spirit in the end.” Sikong Banyu sighed and looked at the splendid sword in his hand. The power of the sword spirit must have enough bearing to give full play to its strongest power. However, Sikong Banyu has never had a good weapon, which makes it difficult for him to exert his strength. For example, the power of the sword spirit is now protected by ten thousand swords.
The long sword in his hand was transformed from the incomplete imperial edict. Since the imperial edict was removed by the Yin Tiangong, it has become the real private property of Sikong Banyu. But the imperial edict was incomplete, so it was fragile. Yan Tiangong once told us that it was better not to use it at will, or once the imperial edict suffered heavy damage again, it would be more than worth the loss.
But now the right emissary's understanding of the sword is at the same level as himself. If there is no blade carrying the power of the sword spirit, he may not be able to resist the attack of the right envoy! Therefore, Sikong Banyu had to take out the imperial edict for emergency.
”I'm afraid you will be disappointed, but I don't know if you will be disappointed with me.” Sikong Banyu snorted coldly, and suddenly lifted the sword in his hand. The body of the sword stirred. In an instant, countless sword Qi seemed to be absorbed, and all the long swords in Sikong Banyu's hand gathered together.
”Kendo Yu fought all over the world. ”
All of a sudden, people's ears heard the sound of thousands of troops shouting to kill. The smoke of the battlefield where the golden and iron horses, the Changfeng war drum, and the battle field of war and war all at once seemed to be completely displayed in front of everyone. At this moment, the overwhelming sword spirit seemed to turn into a thousand troops and thousands of horses in front of the enemy.