As Lin Bei's thoughts moved, the broken bamboo leaves were replenished instantly. Not only that, Lin Bei's thunder law was integrated into each bamboo leaf, making the sword intention even more
The power of thunder is close to that of heavenly calamity.
"Crack!"
The nine huge bamboo swords Bai Ruo used began to show cracks, as if they were about to break apart.
Bai Ruodang snapped his fingers again.
A powerful force burst out from the nine bamboo swords, directly dispersing the river of sword energy formed by the purple-gold thunder bamboo leaves in Linbei.
But because of Bai Ruo's subtle control of power, this only allowed the nine bamboo swords to disperse Lin Bei's sword energy flow, and did not damage the purple-gold thunder bamboo leaves.
but.
Bai Ruo didn't stop there.
She tapped her fingertips lightly.
The nine huge bamboo swords shattered into pieces and turned into debris all over the sky, but they gathered together but did not break up.
As Bai Ruo's fingers moved slightly, the debris in the sky actually merged with each other. In the blink of an eye, an even larger bamboo sword condensed and took shape in the void in front of Lin Bei.
A wisp of sword power bloomed.
This made Lin Bei's eyes become solemn instantly.
This aunt of my own could really be called a sword fairy. The sword that she gathered at will actually gave Lin Bei the feeling of being able to crush an imperial weapon of the same level.
"Nephew, let's see if you can take this sword."
A faint smile appeared on Bai Ruona's delicate cheeks.
With a slight wave of her finger, the nine swords merged into one and turned into a huge bamboo sword, which was slashed towards Lin Bei again. It looked unremarkable, as if there was no fluctuation at all.
But in Lin Bei's eyes, this sword was extremely terrifying.
It was like cutting through all the shackles, cutting through time, and there was a feeling that a sword was going to cut off the long river of time, which made him frightened, and he couldn't help but think, if he was really cut by this sword, I'm afraid, he
They will all be slashed back to the future generations with a sword, and they will no longer be able to retain the normal feeling in this era of ten thousand years ago.
Of course, this is just Lin Bei's feeling.
In fact, this sword should not be that powerful!
Otherwise, if Bai Ruo was really in the Eighth Heavenly Realm and used all his strength to strike out with a sword, there would be no way he would be able to take it.
Lin Bei's expression was extremely solemn.
He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it in the void. One of the purple-gold thunder bamboos that he transplanted into his body in the Yuan Mansion world broke off and appeared in Lin Bei's hand.
Although Lin Bei did not make it into a sword shape.
However, there is a majestic sword intention blooming out of it.
"go!"
Lin Bei flicked his wrist, and the purple-gold thunder bamboo flashing with purple thunder rushed out instantly. It was obviously not in the shape of a sword, but in human perception, it turned into a sword.
And the three hundred and sixty purple-gold thunder bamboo leaves turned into water flow again and swept out.
However, this time, it was not the giant sword that was wrapped around Bai Ruo, but the purple-gold thunder bamboo pole thrown by Lin Bei.
This moment.
Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a peerless sharp sword that broke through the water from the Tianhe River and brought up a stream of water. It suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword light surged by more than a hundred feet, enveloping the sword intent of the water flow, making it even more powerful and rushing forward.
Rising into the sky.
"boom!"
In the end, it collided with the giant sword cast by Bai Ruo.
