With a crisp sound, Zhong Wen's head was crushed by a kick, and blood flew everywhere, like a smashed watermelon.
This kick carries a bit of personal grudge!
The moment he was shot in the head, such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhong Wen's mind.
Prior to this, the leader of the Heavenly Eyes had been calm, calm and skillful in every move he made, showing the demeanor of a strong man.
However, with the powerful insight of Zhong Wen Zhenling Taoist body, he felt a strong sense of resentment from the kick just now.
Soon, his "corpse" shone with a gleaming green light, and his shattered head instantly returned to its original state. Then a blue light flashed, and the whole person appeared in mid-air. With a look of his right arm, Tianque flew back.
He held the sword in his hand again and looked up and down at the Heavenly Eye Cult Master, his eyes full of doubts and confusion.
What bullshit dazzling sound waves!
The power hasn't been unleashed yet, but why did it add a berserk effect to the opponent?
Just now this old man said that the same trick cannot work twice!
Has he seen this magical skill before?
But besides me, who else...
Wait, Dabao!
At the thought of this, Zhong Wen's pupils shrank sharply, and his daughter's soft and cute little face instantly appeared in his mind. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few minutes, and a strong feeling of longing surged into his heart.
"Have you ever seen this trick?"
He stared closely at the leader of the Heavenly Eyes, his eyes flashing, and asked word by word, "Have you ever fought against Dabao?"
"Is that the little one?"
The leader of Tianyan did not deny it, "What a great little guy, there are really not many people in this world who can hurt me."
"Where is she?"
Zhong Wen's expression remained normal, but his heart was already filled with turmoil, and he asked quickly.
"How do I know?"
The leader of the Heavenly Eyes answered truthfully, "But at that time, there was also someone in her team who could use the power of six dimensions like you. I guess he has already moved far away."
Zhong Wen's expression relaxed and he felt relieved.
"The little one used this dazzling sound wave at that time, and it did bring some trouble to me."
The leader of the Sky Eyes continued, "It's a pity that the forward swing is too long. Although you can rely on the strange dance to distract the enemy's attention, once you have seen it once, you will never be hit again. It is very useless."
Zhong Wen opened his mouth and was about to retort, but he couldn't even say a word.
Deep down in his heart, he had to admit that the leader of the Sky Eyes had a fair evaluation of this spiritual skill. Not to mention its power, just in terms of the long and awkward forward swing, he wanted to make a contribution in a life-and-death fight with the top powerhouse.
, it’s really not an easy thing.
"You're just lazing around here, does it really matter?"
The leader of the Heavenly Eyes suddenly laughed and said, "Girl Nangong is going to successfully fuse at any time. If you don't defeat me, it will be too late."
"Thank you for reminding me."
Zhong Wen sneered and said sarcastically, "Otherwise I would still be kept in the dark. In that case, let's put an end to it!"
"Buzz!"
After saying that, his eyes flashed, and the Tianque Sword in his hand suddenly glowed brightly. The deafening sound of the sword echoed in the gray tower space, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.
A sword with gleaming cold light and overwhelming sharpness appeared beside him, followed by a second, third, and fourth sword...
In just one breath, countless swords of fine quality and different shapes appeared around Zhong Wen. They were so densely packed that it was impossible to tell how many they were at a glance.
The surface of each sword exudes gleaming purple light and shocking sharpness. Just hanging there will make people feel awe and tremble uneasily.
Ten thousand... one hundred thousand... one million... ten million... one hundred million...
As time went by, the number of swords appearing around him continued to increase, as if it would never end.
"Is this your trump card?"
The leader of the Heavenly Eyes shrugged, seeming to be quite disapproving, "It would be too naive to think that you can defeat me by relying on numbers."
"This is the result of a month of painstaking study. Let me try the sword on you!"
Zhong Wen laughed, and suddenly raised the Tianque Sword to his chest, his eyes brightened, and he shouted loudly, "Sword Dynasty!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Que Sword let out a long roar again, just like a commander-in-chief of the armed forces giving an attack order to his soldiers in front of the battlefield.
The billions of swords all around immediately shone together, and then turned into streams of light, shooting towards the direction of the Tianyan Cult Leader like a rainstorm of pear blossoms. It was so majestic that it swallowed up mountains and rivers, and the momentum was so turbulent that it was beyond words.
to describe.
"It's a small skill, but I dare to..."
Looking at the overwhelming billions of flying swords coming from the sky, the leader of the Sky Eyes sneered. Just as he was about to say a few words of ridicule, the mysterious eyes on the mask suddenly shined, as if he had made some shocking discovery.
Back a few feet.
Just as he was retreating, hundreds of millions of swords in the air suddenly scattered in all directions, some walking in a straight line, some taking a curve, some charging, some circuitous, some as fast as lightning, some crooked, and the trajectory was chaotic and disorderly.
Looks like a bunch of delirious drunkards.
This type of attack may seem absurd and inefficient, but it also has a huge benefit.
not predictable!
An unpredictable flying sword is naturally nothing, but when the number of flying swords is measured in hundreds of millions, and each one is attached with many top-level BUFFs including the innate sword soul, it is completely different.
What a sight.
disaster!
Unimaginable disaster!
The leader of the Heavenly Eye retreated while turning sideways, dodging the swords flying from all directions one by one. His movements were incredibly fast and lasted for several breaths. To his surprise, even the corner of his clothes was not touched.
However, there were too many swords. It was like a plague of locusts passing through. The attack rhythm, speed and trajectory were varied and unpredictable. They swarmed up from all directions and soon completely submerged his figure, leaving him unable to hide.
Hide, there is no way to avoid it.
"Get back!"
When he was cornered, the leader of the Sky Eye finally stopped dodging. The mysterious eye on the mask suddenly shone with a bright white light. He waved his right arm forward and shouted softly.
A white spiritual light spurted out from his palm and swept forward with lightning speed.
Wherever the white light passed, dozens of flying swords suddenly stopped moving, turned their spear heads decisively, turned back the way they came, and hit Zhong Wen all at once.
With the sound of "ding-dong-dang", these "rebels" were quickly dispersed by countless swords flying from behind, and failed to pose the slightest threat to Zhong Wen.
After that, the leader of the Sky Eyes waved his right arm continuously, and white lights passed in front of his eyes. Countless swords bounced back one after another, and they continued to collide with the flying swords that followed. The loud sound of gold and iron echoed in the gray tower.
In the middle, there was one after another, and the scene turned from Zhong Wen's billion swords to a fierce confrontation between two waves of swords.
"Old man, I have a moment!"
Zhong Wen frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed it, his right arm trembled, and he said with a sinister smile, "So what?"
The more than one billion swords in the sky suddenly changed their trajectories and moved closer to each other. Some were in groups of ten, some were in groups of hundreds, and even some were in groups of thousands. They merged directly into one.
Then he bravely moved forward again, approaching the leader of the Sky Eye.
The fused sword seemed ordinary in appearance, but its power suddenly increased sharply. When it was touched by the white light from the leader of the Sky Eye again, instead of turning around easily, it trembled violently and struggled forward, showing strange persistence and persistence.
unyielding.
"laugh!"
Finally, a heavy sword forcibly broke through the white light blockade and passed by the side of the leader of the Sky Eye Cult with lightning speed. With a crisp sound, it even made a shallow gash on his left arm.
Golden blood gurgled from the wound and stained the damaged part of the sleeve, sparkling and shining, giving it a strange beauty.
The ancestor of the human race was actually injured!
"Huh?"
The leader of the Heavenly Eye lowered his head and looked at the wound on his arm. His mysterious eye was emitting a dim light, and he let out a soft cry, as if he was surprised by the power of this sword.
Once the strike was successful, the billions of swords in mid-air did not stop, some further merged, and some suddenly disintegrated, changing from one sword back to thousands of swords, and soon began to flow and dance again.
The middle sword merges into one with the other swords, and the two swords are divided and combined, which is unpredictable.
With the different number of fusions, the speed and quality of the sword also change rapidly. Coupled with the changes in angle and rhythm, the rules are complicated and unpredictable. With the powerful and unparalleled reflex nerves of the ancestors of the human race, a species is actually vaguely born.
The feeling of being overwhelmed.
Except for Zhong Wen, who possesses both the Tianque Sword and the True Spirit Dao Body, there is probably no one in the world who can skillfully master such a terrifying combination of spiritual skills.
"It seems that I have underestimated you. With such strength, no one among all the second-generation humans can match you."
His consciousness swept across the disorderly rain of swords all around, and the leader of the Heavenly Eyes suddenly sighed deeply and said sincerely, "Then just be more serious."
After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently touched the wound on his left arm, then bent his fingers and grabbed it from the air, and the palm of his hand shone with golden light.
"Hum!!!"
Along with a weird sound, a ball of golden aura surged out with him as the center, filling all directions. In the blink of an eye, it covered most of the gray tower space. It was hazy to the eye, with golden light flickering from time to time.
It's so beautiful and wonderful that it's beyond words.
Wherever the golden aura passed, the billions of flying swords that were originally circulating at a rapid speed all came to a standstill, unable to move forward even an inch, as if even time had been frozen.