Chapter 797 A finger to the sky, thousands of swords come to court!
The wind filled the building, and the whole body was covered in blood.
Like it was soaked in a pool of blood.
On the surface of his body, blood-red flames burned.
That is the fire of life caused by the wind burning the blood and life in the building.
And as this fire of life surged, Fengmanlou's aura also climbed again.
The eighth level of the Divine Mansion!
The Ninth Level of God’s Mansion!
Half-step venerable!
"The building is full, no way!"
In the distance, Yan Changge's expression suddenly changed when he saw this, and he suddenly shouted loudly.
He knew what Feng Manlou was doing.
The secret technique of blood sacrifice!
Use your own life as a sacrifice to unleash your strongest strength.
That was almost the peak of Fengmanlou, a life-and-death fight!
After performing the secret of blood sacrifice, Feng Manlou almost lost his life.
"Uncle Feng, no..." Yan Wushuang also let out a heartbreaking scream.
"Lord Feng Manlou!" All the Talin disciples of the Sword Sect burst into tears and roared crazily.
There were also those from the Shengyuan Dynasty who also took a deep breath. While being horrified, they also felt a sense of desolation and sadness.
Feng Manlou, the Wuming Sword King with the highest talent in swordsmanship in the entire dynasty, was going to end in this way.
It's a bit uncomfortable.
"With one sword from the God of Wind, he will smile proudly till the end of the sky!"
The wind filled the building, and the hair was flying, and endless blood surged all over the body.
A green, translucent Wind God Sword emerged from Feng Manlou's body.
A terrifying sword energy that cut through all the heavens and split the void in all directions penetrated the heaven and the earth at the same time!
"Wind Scar!"
The cyan Fengshen Sword swept across the void.
Endless sword energy surged through the space, making a tearing sound.
boom!
Shocking ripples of collision spread out.
Feng Manlou vomited blood again and stepped back.
But he blocked Concubine Leng's move.
"Well...this..." Concubine Leng was also surprised.
Feng Manlou's aura at this moment has actually reached the level of a half-step master.
"It's just a forcible improvement through secret techniques, but even so, Master Banbu is still an ant in our eyes." Xia Lieshan shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with indifference.
"Master..." Ye Guchen clenched his fist tightly.
How could he not know that Feng Manlou was sacrificing his own life to unleash his strongest combat power?
"Ice God Seal!"
Concubine Leng took action again, pressing her jade hand down, turning into a giant ice crystal seal, and suppressed it towards Feng Manlou.
This is an imperial level martial art, and when used with the seventh-level strength of Lord Leng Fei, its power can be imagined.
"Sword Lotus of Rebirth!"
As Feng Manlou raised his hand, powerful sword energy surged out, billowing in the void, and finally turned into a giant thousand-foot-long golden sword lotus.
A complete three hundred and sixty-leaf sword lotus of rebirth.
boom!
The violent collision spread out and wiped out the clouds in the sky.
The earth was shaking, and endless wind and sand surged.
In such an extreme collision, Feng Manlou retreated violently again, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
The bone-chilling chill emanating from the Ice God Seal almost froze Feng Manlou's internal organs.
But Feng Manlou's whole body was burning with energy and blood, and the fire of life was rising fiercely, which actually resolved the chill.
Of course, Feng Manlou's vitality is naturally being consumed more and more, and he won't be able to live much longer.
"It's really an ant that can't be crushed."
Seeing Feng Manlou not dying like this, even Concubine Leng frowned slightly.
"Don't delay, kill him directly." Xia Lieshan said.
The ten great sages stepped out at the same time, and their aura surged out, directly suppressing Xiangfeng Manlou.
Feng Manlou coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, and all the bones in his body seemed to have been crushed.
The ten venerables all took action together, and the mere pressure of their breath was enough to make the flesh and blood of everyone below the venerables burst into pieces.
It is extremely difficult for Feng Manlou to be able to support him with the strength of the current half-step master.
"Master..." Ye Guchen was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
His blood-red eyes swept over the ten great sages and the three false saints.
"Xingyu Sword Pavilion, Dongfang Family, Tianshen Sword Sect, Tianxing Dynasty, if I, Ye Guchen, don't die today, you will all be destroyed by this in the future!"
Ye Guchen's Sword Demon state of mind has long been at peace, and few things can really make him angry.
But today, at this moment, Ye Guchen was really angry.
The raging anger seemed to burn up the sky.
At the same time, he also deeply understood that even though his strength was already astonishing among the younger generation, in the eyes of these overlord-level forces, the venerables and the false saints, he was still as weak and powerless as an ant.
At this moment, the ten great sages are like ten mountains, stretched across the sky.
The wind filled the building, the whole body was stained with blood, and I was alone, resisting the oppression of ten gods!
The bones all over his body were cracking and shattered inch by inch.
Blood overflowed from under the skin, and the surface skin began to crack.
"Hey..." Many local warriors from the Shengyuan Dynasty couldn't bear to see this scene.
Some of the sword cultivators had red eyes and turned their heads away.
Who would have thought that Sword King Feng Manlou would die in this way in the end.
This is a dead end that absolutely cannot be solved.
But Feng Manlou remains the same, with an iron-blooded and loyal heart, unwavering.
The wind stains the sword, the mind has no trace, and the liver and gallbladder illuminate Kunlun!
"Disciple, look...alright..."
Feng Manlou, who was covered in blood, suddenly spoke, his voice was broken and a little weak.
"Master...you..." Ye Guchen's body trembled, as if it was a farewell.
"This is what a teacher can teach you, the last sword..."
Feng Manlou showed a blood-stained free and easy smile.
He pointed his right hand together as a sword, slowly raised it, and pointed it straight at the sky!
"There is nothing in this world... that cannot be cut by the edge of a sword..."
"The brave man has no fear, the sword is invincible!"
The wind filled the building and I raised my head, my black hair flying.
An unprecedented terrifying sword mood spread out from Feng Manlou's body.
This surge of sword intent can overturn the Eight Desolations!
This sword energy is so powerful that it can break through the sky!
The artistic conception of this sword is far greater than the union of man and sword!
The wind filled the building, and the Sword Sect Pagoda was in seclusion for ten years. Did they just realize that man and sword are one?
No!
Much more than that!
At this moment, the artistic conception of the sword spread out as the wind filled the building.
There were millions of warriors in the field, and the swords stored in the Yuan Rings of all the sword cultivators began to tremble.
Every sword in the Sword Xiu Yuan Ring seems to have been inspired.
Immediately, he automatically broke the Kaiyuan Ring and came out!
"What...what's going on? Why did my sword fly out!"
"Mine too!"
There are millions of warriors in the audience, not to mention many swordsmen, there are at least more than 200,000.
It is these more than 200,000 warriors, and the swords in Yuan Ring all burst out of the air collectively.
One sword...two swords...three swords...
Three thousand swords... five thousand swords...
Ten thousand swords...one hundred thousand swords!
In the Sword Sect Tower Forest, all the disciples' swords exploded into the sky!
Even the Xuanming heavy sword in Ye Guchen's hand flew out of the air uncontrollably.
What is even more shocking is that even the Human Emperor Sword in Su Jianshi's body.
Although it did not rise into the sky, it was still shaking violently, as if it was infected.
What once again shocked people was that in the heart of Emperor Haotian's eyebrows, the Emperor's Sword began to tremble.
This simply shocked everyone.
All the swords of the sword cultivators in the audience seemed to be inspired by Feng Manlou’s sword intention and used them for him!
This kind of induction makes no distinction between friend and foe!
As for the ten great sages, some of them who use swords, such as the venerable Xingyu Sword Pavilion, the swords in their Yuan Rings also rush into the sky uncontrollably.
What a shocking scene!
More than 200,000 swords, overwhelming the sky and the earth, covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards the sky!
At this moment, Feng Manlou, whose clothes are stained with blood, is in the center of these two hundred thousand swords!!