Seeing Fu Qian's terrifying attack coming, Murong Wan concentrated all her aura into one point and stroked the Water Singing Sword cautiously!
In an instant, the void behind her was completely enveloped by the rolling river, and the vast fluctuations contained in it rolled up the overwhelming pressure, threatening to overturn the heavens and annihilate the sun, moon, and stars.
It feels like a general who has spent his whole life in the military, holding a long sword and charging at an army of tens of millions with a tragic momentum that will never return.
"Could this be the power of the innate water spirit body, which seems to be completely different from His Highness's method?"
Everyone was slightly startled, frightened by the shocking pressure erupted by the Water Singing Sword, but before their shock was over, they saw the billowing river dissipate in an instant, turning into a light blue sword light.
This sword light is as small as a strand of silk thread, but it feels extremely heavy, as if the space cannot bear the load and makes a rumbling sound.
"Swish, swish... swish!"
This was not over yet. Almost at the same time, Murong Wan's beautiful figure moved again. With a light wave of her hand, eight more identical sword lights flew out, tearing open the sky like thousands of horses galloping.
The nine rays of sword light advanced in unison and condensed without emitting any light. As they intertwined with each other, they were like nine comets sweeping past, causing the sky and earth to change color.
"This should be the legendary Litian Sword Art, right?"
There was a faint smile on Zhong Zihao's face, and his sword power was domineering and heavy, while Litian Sword Jue was just the opposite, seeming to be able to unleash the strongest killing move with the least amount of energy.
No one was in that kind of reverie. Only Gu Chi and a few other strong men who had survived for too long looked in a daze. Have they heard of the sword technique that the woman in white in front of them used?
"Boom... boom... click!"
In the blink of an eye, the two monsters' attacks met in mid-air, and the destructive waves that erupted spread throughout the entire divine court, as if they were about to annihilate the endless sky.
"Tap tap tap..."
In mid-air, two figures were knocked back dozens of miles away. Shock appeared in the eyes of both sides, secretly frightened by the other's strength.
But they didn't stop at all. The Shui Yin Sword and Xuanyan Jiuyin Sword quickly circled, and a sharp and intensive attack followed closely.
"Chi chi... clatter... rumble!"
In a short time, hundreds of miles around the floating platform were enveloped by countless swords and swords. The void had already been torn into pieces, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and hurricanes swept through.
After about a minute of tea time, Fu Qian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The opponent he thought he could defeat easily actually faced him head-on for so long without losing.
Especially for the set of sword techniques in the opponent's hand, no matter whether his sword power is strong or gentle, or whether he activates water or fire attribute power, he cannot take advantage of it at all.
On the contrary, Murong Wan's movements were as ethereal as an immortal's and she swayed freely. The Litian Sword Technique changed in countless ways in her hands, and she could always break Fu Qian's powerful offensive with the lowest consumption.
In the eyes of everyone, her moves seem effortless, but every move can burst out with earth-shattering power.
In fact, everyone does not understand that the secret of the Litian Sword Technique is to use the heart to control the sword and the spirit to control the sword. The consumption of source power is second, and the consumption of the mind is the most terrifying.
However, Murong Wan had always had a strong character and would not show it on her face no matter what kind of suffering she faced, which gave them the wrong impression.
"If I wait any longer, when my energy is exhausted, I might still be defeated!"
The two swords went back and forth, and after clashing again for more than ten times, Fu Qian suddenly shouted: "Nine Yin Guishui, turn into flames and burn the sky!"
"Chichi..."
In an instant, a cold force suddenly descended on this space. Fu Qian condensed his energy and spirit into one point, held the knife in both hands, and slashed out a beam of light that split the heaven and earth, like a silver moon blooming.
"Huh...huh!"
The endless water mist turns green, as if it has terrible corrosive power, slowly melting the sky. In fact, it is the water attribute power in it that has evolved to the extreme, and the power that explodes is like a flame, burning the void.
In less than a breath, the world was shrouded in endless darkness, and the scope of the darkness was getting wider and wider, and it was about to cover up the beautiful figure in white.
"Sword formation, start!"
Another heavenly sound resounded throughout the heavens, and the water-singing sword in Murong Wan's hand rose against the storm.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
A long sword exuding an ancient aura flashed through the air, like a rain of swords floating in the sky beside the woman in white. When counted carefully, there were as many as nine hundred swords.
Nearly a thousand long swords all shed a blue light that enveloped the heaven and earth, sweeping across the endless sky with a vast coercion that destroyed the heaven and the earth.
However, Murong Wan was not satisfied with the momentum created by more than nine hundred long swords. Her body shook slightly, and a layer of aqua-blue light slowly spread around her body, and continued to spread to all sides.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Those aqua-blue lights became more and more intense, and they gradually condensed into hundreds of long swords. Together with the long swords she had summoned before, they totaled a thousand.
Under countless horrified gazes, a thousand long swords circled around Murong Wan. Following the guidance of the water chanting sword in her hand, they intertwined and condensed, evolving into a giant sword a hundred feet long spanning the world!
"Boom... click!"
In an instant, a vast wave of waves that caused the world to sink suddenly spread, the souls of countless strong men trembled, and the space above the floating platform collapsed.
"It seems to be the Litian Sword Formation...then, who is she?"
Finally, there were exclamations in the crowd, and someone finally recognized the origin of this sword formation and looked shocked.
The most powerful killing move of the Litian Sword Formation, it can summon up to ten thousand long swords.
At that time, Murong Wan's cultivation had not yet broken through to the True God Realm, and the Hundred Diseases Long Sword she summoned in the battle with Mo Wubian almost killed her. Now that her cultivation has increased dozens or hundreds of times, she still cannot summon the Thousand-Handed Sword.
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In order to maximize the power of the sword array, she just used her innate spiritual power to condense hundreds of long swords, completing the scene that everyone saw.
At this moment, the darkness spread by Fu Qian extended to Murong Wan's side, but she had a calm expression on her face, and the vast power in her body was crazily poured into the giant sword.
"Tear it apart!"
The voice of the woman in white was vague, still like the sound of nature. As soon as she finished speaking, the giant sword shot out like an arrow from the string.
"Boom... clatter!"
The heaven and earth trembled, and the void where the giant sword passed continued to be annihilated. Even the endless darkness was cut open into a space passage that was more than several miles long, leaving only a shocking roar that echoed through every corner of the Divine Palace of Life.
Under this destructive wave, the floating platform could not help but sway up and down. Most people could no longer see clearly the scene of the two people's attack. They could only see the violent wind in front of them.
"Rumble...boom!"
The loud noise lasted for more than ten breaths before dissipating. The darkness slowly receded, and the collapsed space was repaired by the rules of heaven and earth.
In mid-air, two figures looked at each other a few miles apart, seemingly no different from before the battle.
"As expected of an innate water spirit body, this sword formation is also the only one I have ever seen in my life."
Suddenly, Fu Qian sheathed his sword, looked at Murong Wan with a sharp gaze for a while, and finally said: "Fu is defeated!"
"hiss……"
Everyone was shocked, Fu Qian was defeated, how could it be possible?
Murong Wan recalled the Water Singing Sword and slowly shook her head: "Actually, you are not defeated, and I am not winning either. It's just that you used the ultimate move to exhaust your energy. At most, I can only say that I have a slight upper hand."
"No!" Fu Qian raised his hand to stop him, "If I lose, I lose. There is no need to make excuses for me. If it were a life and death battle, Fu would not only lose, but would even die on the spot."
Zhong Zihao nodded secretly. Although this person is arrogant and arrogant, he can face any setbacks and has an extraordinary temperament. Given time, he may not be able to grow to the level of Cang Ming Xingjun.
At this moment, Fu Qian turned to look at him: "Although you have defeated Fu, you still have to go through senior brother Jing Yuhang if you want to see His Highness."
"Senior Brother Jing is different from me. He has officially reached the peak of the True God Realm six years ago. This girl will definitely consume a lot of money in a battle with me. It seems that you have no chance of winning!"
"Even Jing Yuhang wants to take action?" Jun Luochen was shocked, and at the same time he understood what happened today. The higher-ups of Shenting had long planned it. (To be continued)