In the air, four afterimage clones suddenly flashed, and with the original deity, there were five figures, five long swords, and five thunders falling towards the top of the head.
Nine Heavens Illusion Thunder Sword, the fourth level! No wonder Zhong Nantian dares to say that he is 90% sure. It turns out that not only has his cultivation reached the third level of Heavenly Saint, but also has practiced the fourth level of Nine Heavens Illusion Thunder Sword!
Five thunders and five sword lights fell on the body at the same time. Under severe injuries, it could not resist Zhong Nantian's fierce attack and was directly chopped out. There were several scars on its body, and several edges were burnt black.
The blood hole was dark red, and his body was covered in blood.
Zhong Nantian did not stop and continued to slash out one sword after another.
He kept exerting all his strength, and even his cultivation level of the third grade of Tiansheng could not bear it. Not only was the holy energy consumed rapidly, but even the extremely high quality long sword had tiny cracks. However, the injury became more and more serious.
The heavier it was, not only was the blood gushing like a spring on the body, but the blood clots were also spitting out of the mouth.
"Nine Heavens, Phantom Thunder!" Although his injuries were getting worse and worse, Zhong Nantian's expression became even more serious. He knew that he could not hold on for long. If he could not kill him in one fell swoop while he was seriously injured, he would let him go if he let him go.
It will recover and will surely die. Nanli Sect will also face the disaster of extermination.
He devoted all his strength to this sword, and even his potential was burning to the extreme. With one sword, apart from the original four clones, the fifth clones appeared, although it looked illusory than the other four.
Much, but the power of this sword is far stronger than before.
Of course, he could also feel the change of this sword. He let out a wild roar and waved his bloody claws again. But everyone could feel that its roar was so tired compared to before, and his swinged claws were so weak.
Zhong Nantian's expression finally relaxed a little. He believed that this sword would definitely kill the Nanli Sect without any hidden dangers from now on.
"Be careful!" At this moment, Gu Fenghua suddenly shouted and rushed towards Zhongnantian as fast as possible.
Be careful? Zhong Nantian heard Gu Fenghua's exclamation and a hint of doubt appeared in his heart, but in a flash, he threw this doubt away again.
First he was seriously injured by Huoquan, and then he was severely injured under his Nine Heavens Phantom Thunder Sword. He had no power to counterattack. He just supported it with the powerful vitality of the monsters innately. What else is there to be careful about?
With absolute confidence, my last sword with all my strength will definitely be able to kill his best!
The sword light shone in the sky, the lightning shone, and the five clones also raised the sword and slashed for a long time. The same lightning appeared on the sword's edge.
Suddenly, Zhong Nantian's body shook and stopped. The long sword in his hand also solidified in the air and could no longer cut half an inch.
A sense of unspeakable sadness surged into his heart. He seemed to see his father's old and haggard face when he was dying. He saw the reluctant gaze in his eyes when his mother died. He also felt that his palms gradually became cold when his wife left.
Hearing the painful moan when his only son got into trouble...
Everyone has family, even the most peak strong man in the world is no exception, of course Zhong Nantian is the same. Because his strength is too strong, his life span is much longer than that of ordinary people, and his life span is longer.
Of course, there are more separations of life and death.