The Crazy Sword Supreme made a decision immediately. He was extremely experienced in fighting. He made a decisive decision at this moment and decided to fight quickly without giving Wang Teng a chance to breathe.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The thirty-six flying swords immediately split again, from thirty-six to seventy-two.
He made a secret with both hands, and at this moment, his energy and energy rose sharply. With one beat and one close, the seventy-two flying swords suddenly fell like meteors, all bursting out with blazing and dazzling light, like a light dragon galloping towards Wang Teng.
And when he left, both in speed and power, he was far superior to before.
Wang Teng immediately felt a strong threat in his heart, and that strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. His figure flashed, and he kept changing his position. At the same time, the Shura sword in his hand danced rapidly, slashing out streaks of blazing sword light, hindering the seventy-year-old
The momentum of the two flying swords.
But it was all in vain. The seventy-two flying swords were arranged in an orderly manner, and their auras were powerful and condensed. They were unstoppable and shattered all the sword lights struck by Wang Teng.
"Crash!"
Seeing the seventy-two flying swords rushing towards him, the nine-curved river of blood around Wang Teng surged. Under the control of Wang Teng's thoughts, he rushed towards the seventy-two flying swords like a resurrected blood dragon.
Those seventy-two flying swords were unstoppable and extremely sharp. Facing the oncoming Jiuqu Blood River, they didn't even dodge or evade, and charged straight forward.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the Nine-Bend Blood River collapsed, and the seventy-two flying swords broke through the Nine-Bend Blood River. However, the blood poured out of the Nine-Bend Blood River, which was filled with strange filthy power, corroding mana and spiritual power.
.
The seventy-two flying swords were stained with the blood in the Jiuqu Blood River, and their light suddenly dimmed, and their power quickly weakened.
"No, the blood in the blood river is actually real, and it is filled with such strong filthy power. The connection between me and Feijian is actually weakening!"
The Crazy Sword Supreme was immediately shocked. He had already noticed the nine-curved river of blood surrounding Wang Teng, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought it was a general vision or a magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, the blood in the Jiuqu Blood River had such terrifying filthy power. After being contaminated by the blood, his seventy-two flying swords immediately became dim, and their power was greatly reduced.
The connection between the seventy-two flying swords is also weakening.
Wang Teng was also surprised when he saw this. He just had a trying attitude and asked Jiuqu Blood River to stop the attack of the seventy-two flying swords. He didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.
The blood in the Jiuqu Blood River is so strange and powerful.
"Okay, the connection between Crazy Sword Supreme and those flying swords has weakened!"
At the same time, Wang Teng noticed that those dim flying swords were no longer as agile as before. The Crazy Sword Supreme's control over them was obviously not as good as before. It was obvious that his connection with these flying swords had weakened.
For a being like Crazy Sword Supreme who practices the way of sword control, the weakening of the connection between him and his magic weapon is absolutely fatal, and his strength will be greatly reduced immediately.
At this moment, Wang Teng continued to accumulate and condense the power in the void battlefield, and began to launch a fierce counterattack against the Crazy Sword Supreme.
"kill!"
Wang Teng shouted loudly, holding up the Shura Sword, it turned into a bloody sword light and rushed towards the Crazy Sword Supreme. In an instant, the blazing sword lights fell like a violent wind and rain.
The Crazy Sword Supreme's expression changed, and he temporarily gave up on the seventy-two contaminated flying swords. He turned over his hand and grabbed a spare flying sword, and charged forward.
Here comes Wang Teng.
For an experienced fighting maniac like him, he has naturally known some of his weaknesses for a long time. In sword control, the magic weapon of flying swords is extremely important. He has gone through countless battles. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be unprepared. He has long expected such flying swords.
In case of frustration, I left a spare flying sword in advance, which was considered as saving a hand.
At this moment, there was no anger in Crazy Sword Supreme's eyes. Instead, his eyes were blazing and he seemed quite excited.
Because Wang Teng gave him too many surprises. A small peak quasi-emperor was able to deal with him for such a long time, and he also suffered a big loss, which made him feel the joy of fighting.
"Dang-dang-dang!"
At this moment, due to the breathing method of all things, the power accumulated in Wang Teng's body has become extremely strong, and he is no longer as threatening as he was in front of the Crazy Sword Supreme as he was at the beginning.
The offensive he launched at this moment has already posed a threat to the Crazy Sword Supreme, and the Crazy Sword Supreme cannot be underestimated.
But it is not that easy to defeat the Crazy Sword Supreme.
Wang Teng's fierce attacks like a violent storm were all caught by the Crazy Sword Supreme, and the attack was airtight. The flying sword flickered and surrounded the Crazy Sword Supreme.
Because the speed was so fast, it was clear that there was only one flying sword, but it created the effect of being surrounded by thousands of swords.
Although Wang Teng's attacks never succeeded, Wang Teng didn't care. He just maintained his peak posture at all times, attacking tirelessly and madly, without giving the Crazy Sword Supreme a chance to breathe.
He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to concentrate on the power of his sword and the power and power that constantly exploded on the battlefield.
The Crazy Sword Supreme understood Wang Teng's thoughts. His eyes flickered with a trace of hesitation, but finally he took a deep breath and a glimmer of light bloomed in his eyes.
"Although I admire you very much, I, Crazy Sword, have never been defeated by anyone in my entire life, and you will be no exception."
"If you allow me to use this sword, even if you are defeated this time, you will still leave your name in history!"
The eyes of the Crazy Sword Supreme were blazing, and his eyes became extremely dazzling at this moment. His energy and spirit actually increased again, and waves of terrifying sword energy surged out of his body.
He raised his fingers together, and the flying sword floated above his fingertips. There seemed to be an arc of electricity between the two. The flying sword buzzed and burst into brilliant light, and the surrounding void crackled.
Waves of invisible sword pressure spread, crushing the void.
The bloody sword light that fell towards him like a violent storm was immediately crushed by the rippling sword pressure.
Wang Teng's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't expect that the Crazy Sword Supreme had such a powerful trump card that he hadn't used yet. This power frightened him.
The entire vast void battlefield was filled with the terrifying sword pressure of the Crazy Sword Supreme. The blockade jointly laid down by Pingyang Supreme and the other ten supremes shook at this moment, and some of them could not be blocked.
"No, this power is too terrifying. Use all your strength to block the void!"
Pingyang Supreme shouted, intensified his efforts, and tried his best to seal the void.
Everyone around was staring in horror at the chaotic void battlefield in the distance. Many people's faces were pale and their eyes were full of shock. This level of power was too terrifying.
"With this sword, there is no turning back. Is there anything else you want to say?"
The Crazy Sword Supreme was hunting in his robes, with aura surging all over his body. He stared at Wang Teng, and pointed diagonally behind him with two fingers of his right hand. The flying sword was suspended three feet above his fingertips, spinning, and sending out waves of sword pressure.
."Seventy-two meteors fell!"
The Crazy Sword Supreme made a decision immediately. He was extremely experienced in fighting. He made a decisive decision at this moment and decided to fight quickly without giving Wang Teng a chance to breathe.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The thirty-six flying swords immediately split again, from thirty-six to seventy-two.
He made a secret with both hands, and at this moment, his energy and energy rose sharply. With one beat and one close, the seventy-two flying swords suddenly fell like meteors, all bursting out with blazing and dazzling light, like a light dragon galloping towards Wang Teng.
And when he left, both in speed and power, he was far superior to before.
Wang Teng immediately felt a strong threat in his heart, and that strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. His figure flashed, and he kept changing his position. At the same time, the Shura sword in his hand danced rapidly, slashing out streaks of blazing sword light, hindering the seventy-year-old
The momentum of the two flying swords.
But it was all in vain. The seventy-two flying swords were arranged in an orderly manner, and their auras were powerful and condensed. They were unstoppable and shattered all the sword lights struck by Wang Teng.
"Crash!"
Seeing the seventy-two flying swords rushing towards him, the nine-curved river of blood around Wang Teng surged. Under the control of Wang Teng's thoughts, he rushed towards the seventy-two flying swords like a resurrected blood dragon.
Those seventy-two flying swords were unstoppable and extremely sharp. Facing the oncoming Jiuqu Blood River, they didn't even dodge or evade, and charged straight forward.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the Nine-Bend Blood River collapsed, and the seventy-two flying swords broke through the Nine-Bend Blood River. However, the blood poured out of the Nine-Bend Blood River, which was filled with strange filthy power, corroding mana and spiritual power.
.
The seventy-two flying swords were stained with the blood in the Jiuqu Blood River, and their light suddenly dimmed, and their power quickly weakened.
"No, the blood in the blood river is actually real, and it is filled with such strong filthy power. The connection between me and Feijian is actually weakening!"
The Crazy Sword Supreme was immediately shocked. He had already noticed the nine-curved river of blood surrounding Wang Teng, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought it was a general vision or a magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, the blood in the Jiuqu Blood River had such terrifying filthy power. After being contaminated by the blood, his seventy-two flying swords immediately became dim, and their power was greatly reduced.
The connection between the seventy-two flying swords is also weakening.
Wang Teng was also surprised when he saw this. He just had a trying attitude and asked Jiuqu Blood River to stop the attack of the seventy-two flying swords. He didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.
The blood in the Jiuqu Blood River is so strange and powerful.
"Okay, the connection between Crazy Sword Supreme and those flying swords has weakened!"
At the same time, Wang Teng noticed that those dim flying swords were no longer as agile as before. The Crazy Sword Supreme's control over them was obviously not as good as before. It was obvious that his connection with these flying swords had weakened.
For a being like Crazy Sword Supreme who practices the way of sword control, the weakening of the connection between him and his magic weapon is absolutely fatal, and his strength will be greatly reduced immediately.
At this moment, Wang Teng continued to accumulate and condense the power in the void battlefield, and began to launch a fierce counterattack against the Crazy Sword Supreme.
"kill!"
Wang Teng shouted loudly, holding up the Shura Sword, it turned into a bloody sword light and rushed towards the Crazy Sword Supreme. In an instant, the blazing sword lights fell like a violent wind and rain.
The Crazy Sword Supreme's expression changed, and he temporarily gave up on the seventy-two contaminated flying swords. He turned over his hand and grabbed a spare flying sword, and charged forward.
Here comes Wang Teng.
For an experienced fighting maniac like him, he has naturally known some of his weaknesses for a long time. In sword control, the magic weapon of flying swords is extremely important. He has gone through countless battles. Naturally, it is impossible for him to be unprepared. He has long expected such flying swords.
In case of frustration, I left a spare flying sword in advance, which was considered as saving a hand.
At this moment, there was no anger in Crazy Sword Supreme's eyes. Instead, his eyes were blazing and he seemed quite excited.
Because Wang Teng gave him too many surprises. A small peak quasi-emperor was able to deal with him for such a long time, and he also suffered a big loss, which made him feel the joy of fighting.
"Dang-dang-dang!"
At this moment, due to the breathing method of all things, the power accumulated in Wang Teng's body has become extremely strong, and he is no longer as threatening as he was in front of the Crazy Sword Supreme as he was at the beginning.
The offensive he launched at this moment has already posed a threat to the Crazy Sword Supreme, and the Crazy Sword Supreme cannot be underestimated.
But it is not that easy to defeat the Crazy Sword Supreme.
Wang Teng's fierce attacks like a violent storm were all caught by the Crazy Sword Supreme, and the attack was airtight. The flying sword flickered and surrounded the Crazy Sword Supreme.
Because the speed was so fast, it was clear that there was only one flying sword, but it created the effect of being surrounded by thousands of swords.
Although Wang Teng's attacks never succeeded, Wang Teng didn't care. He just maintained his peak posture at all times, attacking tirelessly and madly, without giving the Crazy Sword Supreme a chance to breathe.
He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to concentrate on the power of his sword and the power and power that constantly exploded on the battlefield.
The Crazy Sword Supreme understood Wang Teng's thoughts. His eyes flickered with a trace of hesitation, but finally he took a deep breath and a glimmer of light bloomed in his eyes.
"Although I admire you very much, I, Crazy Sword, have never been defeated by anyone in my entire life, and you will be no exception."
"If you allow me to use this sword, even if you are defeated this time, you will still leave your name in history!"
The eyes of the Crazy Sword Supreme were blazing, and his eyes became extremely dazzling at this moment. His energy and spirit actually increased again, and waves of terrifying sword energy surged out of his body.
He raised his fingers together, and the flying sword floated above his fingertips. There seemed to be an arc of electricity between the two. The flying sword buzzed and burst into brilliant light, and the surrounding void crackled.
Waves of invisible sword pressure spread, crushing the void.
The bloody sword light that fell towards him like a violent storm was immediately crushed by the rippling sword pressure.
Wang Teng's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't expect that the Crazy Sword Supreme had such a powerful trump card that he hadn't used yet. This power frightened him.
The entire vast void battlefield was filled with the terrifying sword pressure of the Crazy Sword Supreme. The blockade jointly laid down by Pingyang Supreme and the other ten supremes shook at this moment, and some of them could not be blocked.
"No, this power is too terrifying. Use all your strength to block the void!"
Pingyang Supreme shouted, intensified his efforts, and tried his best to seal the void.
Everyone around was staring in horror at the chaotic void battlefield in the distance. Many people's faces were pale and their eyes were full of shock. This level of power was too terrifying.
"With this sword, there is no turning back. Is there anything else you want to say?"
The Crazy Sword Supreme was hunting in his robes, with spiritual energy all over his body turbulent. He stared at Wang Teng, and pointed diagonally behind him with two fingers of his right hand. The flying sword was suspended three feet above his fingertips, spinning, and constantly sending out waves of sword pressure.