Yin! The Jinpeng roared loudly, its wings suddenly flapped, and a terrifying gust of wind fell from the sky with terrifying wind pressure.
In an instant, a clanging sound filled the sky at the same time, and countless golden blades crashed down.
As the wind roared, the golden blades in the sword pool turned into golden waves, one wave after another.
The golden light surged, the sword energy surged, and the entire space was trembling, as if it was about to collapse.
In the golden light that filled the sky, Wang Chen was still in a trance. He couldn't see the hundreds of thousands of golden blades rushing towards him, just like a mortal who was stunned by the collapse of the sky.
"The passage is open, Wang Chen, let's go! Hey, it's so beautiful." Xiaoyao emerged from the space at this moment, looking at the rain of light falling from the sky, he was first amazed, and then turned into fear.
What she was afraid of was not facing the light rain herself, but fear for Wang Chen.
"Go!" she screamed.
The sky was full of golden blades, Xiao Yao's scream, and the playful expression on the face of Di Nian in white were intertwined.
Time seemed to pause for a moment.
At this moment, Wang Chen slowly raised the sword in his hand.
It seemed that he was raising the sword very slowly, but compared to the rapidly falling sword rain, he was raising the sword much faster.
This is a mysterious and weird feeling.
Suddenly, the sword pool with a diameter of dozens of feet suddenly began to fluctuate violently.
Zheng!
The harsh clanking sound passed by in a flash, and countless sharp blades rose into the air from the pool of golden waves.
They were densely packed, like dead soldiers in a battle, rushing towards the rain of swords in the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The clash of gold and iron and the sound of explosions reminded me of the two waves of sword rain meeting in the sky!
Like two groups of dead soldiers facing each other tit for tat, they don't know what defense is, they fight for their lives with each other, and they die together.
Just as the first wave of sword rain shattered, the second wave of sword rain from both sides violently collided in the air.
The third wave!
The fourth wave!
…
In a short period of time, the sword rain from both sides had been suppressed to the ninth wave.
At this time, Jin Peng's sword rain had already advanced an extremely long distance, and was no more than a few dozen feet away from Wang Chen.
For sword energy at this distance, it doesn't even take a blink of an eye to pierce the opponent with blood.
The rain of swords keeps falling!
"This kid actually evolved into a sword pool." Di Nian in white took a breath of air. But when he saw that Wang Chencong had been suppressed by Jin Peng's sword rain, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Jin Peng's sword pool has a total of seven, seven and forty-nine waves. Each wave is stronger than the last. This kid's evolution of the sword pool in a short period of time is indeed unbelievable, but if he doesn't make 20 waves, he will definitely die..."
After talking about it, he looked at Wang Chen and saw him standing tall among the golden waves with an indifferent expression.
It's the color that he hates the most. Everything is under control.
"Is it my imagination?"
"Why do I think his sword pool has become bigger?" The white-clothed emperor didn't have time to taunt Wang Chen, but he discovered something was abnormal.
"It's not an illusion. Not only has the sword pool become bigger, but even the flying sword he controls has become stronger!"
"His sword pool is absorbing the sword energy floating between heaven and earth!"
Di Nian, who was thousands of years old and was dressed in white, was shocked.
If the evolved sword pool is still within the range that Baiyi Di Nian can understand, then at this moment Wang Chen can actually merge the free sword energy after the explosion of the sword rain into his own sword pool like water collecting raindrops, strengthening the sword pool.
The Royal Envoy's flying sword became more and more powerful, and it was beyond the scope of his cognition.
With the understanding of the Qiankun Sword Technique alone, Wang Chen could only refine the Qiankun Sword Lotus at most and would not be able to compete with this sword pool.
If Wang Chen had the teachings of the Tongtian Demon Emperor but lacked the foundation of sword lotus control, he would never have been able to evolve the Jinpeng's sword pool in such a short period of time.
What's even more important is that the method he has always used to move his energy and energy is the legendary Taoist entity that even reaches the nine heavens!
Tao, like the general outline, is enough to elevate any skill to a higher level of power when fully understood. More importantly, the swallowing power of ancestral Qi actually gives this sword pool the ability to swallow free sword Qi.
Boom boom boom!
Several more waves of sword rain fell, and the golden roc screamed crazily in the sky, trying to pierce the tiny existence in front of it.
Especially the pool of swords around Wang Chen gave him an instinctive feeling of irritation at having been stolen from his master.
When did the secret inheritance skills in the bloodline of a divine beast be understood by someone in a short period of time and used to compete with him?
The golden clouds for miles around slowly squirmed and gathered together.
The sword rain becomes denser and more intense!
However, Jin Peng instinctively discovered that the opponent's sword rain actually started to be stronger and stronger than his own!
It is the mythical beast.
This sword pond is his great skill.
How can it tolerate someone using it more powerfully than him?
A series of roars passed by in an instant.
There was a brief and eerie silence between heaven and earth.
"Forty-eight waves."
Emperor Nian in white looked at the sky blankly and murmured.
That was the place where the last wave of sword rain dissipated.
It was less than a hundred feet away from Jinpeng, which meant that the situation was completely reversed during the confrontation between the two sword pools.
In the sky, the golden clouds covering several miles have shrunk to the size of a hundred feet, slowly rotating, turning into a golden vortex, with golden thunder flashing continuously.
Although this vortex is small, it is thick, as if the sword cloud just now was concentrated in one place.
Yin! Followed by Jinpeng's fierce roar.
In the whirlpool, seventy-seven forty-nine giant sword energies were intertwined and intertwined, turning into a sky-high sword that exuded extremely sharp energy and was dozens of feet wide, crashing down.
Boom, a wave of rushing sword rain dissipated before it even touched the big sword, like earthworms shaking a tree.
"This is Jin Peng's real killing move!" Di Nian in white screamed in his heart. What Wang Chen showed at this moment made him feel palpitated.
If there is a genius who is better than you, you still have the idea of cultivating him.
That existence that may leave you behind in a short period of time, you just want to destroy!
"Are you going to die?" Di Nian in white gritted his teeth.
Raising his hand, although Wang Chen's movement was simple, in the eyes of the white-clothed Di Nian, there was a familiar mysterious feeling that seemed slow but actually fast.
He remembered that this was a realm that he only realized after becoming the Demon King.
With this simple gesture, a pool of golden waves set off a stormy sea.
Zheng! A golden sword lotus suddenly bloomed in the sword pond.
Each petal turns into a giant sword, and on each giant sword, there are two, two, four, and four, eight, endlessly, turning into countless sword energy condensed into substance.
The first sword lotus disappeared like a dream, but the younger sword lotus was twice as strong.
Looking from a distance, this piece of sword lotus seems to be walking in the void, and it seems to be traveling through time and space.
In the blink of an eye, it had been fired nine times in the air!
The next moment, the golden sword and the sword lotus met in the air.
The moment the tip of the sword touched the tip of the sword lotus, all the sounds and even the surrounding light suddenly disappeared and quickly converged on the tiny point of contact.
Boom!
Thousands of thunders exploded simultaneously.
This is the collision of two extremely powerful energies in the air.
A golden space storm was raging, and in the sky, it seemed as if several suns were converging in one place. The dazzling light brought neither warmth nor scorching heat.
It is a storm of sword energy that can separate gold and cut jade.
The golden giant sword exploded and dissipated inch by inch.
Countless sharp lotus petals melted and shattered.
Amidst the sharp roars of thousands of strange animals, facing the terrifying storm.
The sword lotus actually blooms again!
Countless sword blades separated from the flower body like petals, and went upstream from the storm. The Jinpeng seemed to have used all his strength in this giant sword. Although it flickered its wings to the left and right to block, it had little effect, and it was in a hurry.
As soon as he screamed, he was overwhelmed by the sword energy.
The golden light is still bursting out, and there are continuous explosions and Jin Peng's whine.
Facing the dull eyes of Di Nian in white and Xiao Yao's eyes filled with stars.
The sword lotus style has been defined by the Qiankun Sword Sect as a martial art that is absolutely impossible to transform, and it finally transformed in the sword pool and in the hands of Wang Chen!
"Wang Chen, you look like a different person." Xiao Yao looked at the wonderful scenery in the sky, with a rare hint of admiration in his voice.
"Really? This is how I look when I get serious! I'm even afraid of myself." Wang Chen grinned.