The sword that Pang Aoting burned the power of the Holy Source was slashed and stopped in the air, as if it was held tightly by an invisible big hand. No matter how Pang Aoting burned the power of the Holy Source and how he could slash with all his strength, he would
Can't move a minute.
"What... what is this?" Pang Aochen said in a trembling voice. His voice was so low and hoarse, and there was no divine light on his face that looked like a rebirth, and he became even older, and in his eyes,
It was even more full of panic.
A slender vine, circle after circle, tightly wrapped around the Kuangtian Sword, and countless tiny needles pierced deeply into the sword body.
Although the Crazy Sky Sword hides the Yin-Yang Qiankun Bamboo Demon Planting Spirit, it is made up of fine gold and silver, and its strength is not weaker than any divine sword in the world, but at this time, it is like a piece of
The soft tofu could not resist the tiny needle prick.
A faint green light appeared on the sword, turned into thousands of threads, and poured into the vine along the thin needles.
A series of shrill and fearful roars also sounded deep in my mind, as if they were hallucinations. This was not an illusion, it was clearly the screams of Yin and Yang Qiankun Bamboo!
Devour, this is the most powerful demon plant magic power devour!
Carrying the dark green light poured into the vine like silk threads, in the air, the phantom of the ancient demon plant became increasingly fainter and smaller.
Finally, the green bamboo that was as tall as a hundred feet tall as the sky and clouds shrank to only three inches high, like the tender bamboo that had just drilled out of the ground, trembling helplessly in the wind.
The green vine loosened the Crazy Sky Sword, drew a wonderful arc, rolled the tender bamboo, and pierced the thin but invincible needle into it. The tender bamboo swayed a few times and made its last sound
The scream turned into a faint stream of light and disappeared completely.
"Dang!" The Crazy Sky Sword, which was pierced with holes, fell to the ground and turned into silver sand.
The Crazy Sky Sword, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is regarded as the treasure of the Crazy Sword Sect, was destroyed in this way.
There was a silence all around. No one expected that with the retaliation of the Crazy Sky Sword, Pang Aoting, who had already forced Gu Fenghua into a desperate situation, was obviously about to kill with one blow, would be defeated like this, and even the Sect-Superior Divine Sword was defeated.
It was completely destroyed. At this moment, everyone was completely shocked.
"No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Pang Aoting staggered and took two steps back, looking at the pile of silver sand on the ground, his whole body shook violently and fell straight down.
"Sect Master, Sect Master!" The Kuangjian Sect brothers around him woke up like a dream and rushed up quickly. However, some people took this opportunity to sneak back quietly.
The arrogant and domineering Sect has been in a day or two. Since the Qingshuang Sword Sect was destroyed, it has become even more unscrupulous. The surrounding sects have suffered a lot, and several sects have even been forced to the verge of destroying the sect by them.
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If the four elders seriously injured third, the sect leader would obviously be more injured. Only one elder was unharmed, but he was just a fake heavenly saint, and he was destined to be difficult to take on important tasks. Even if the Crazy Sword Sect is immortal, it will definitely not have a good life.
, Without the Crazy Sky Sword, it is impossible to recover even if they are still in the Crazy Sword Sect, why are they waiting to suffer?
As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and the Kuangtian Sect often bullies the weak by doing unrighteousness. The one who teaches disciples is also a prey of the weak. They are not so loyal to the sect.
"Take your sect leader away." Gu Fenghua said to the disciples of the Kuangjian Sect who were surrounded by Pang Aoting. Seeing the miserable scattering of the trees in this sect, she was too lazy to mention the previous conditions.