"Chi! Chi..."

The subtle sound of breaking through the air echoed once again.

The sights of the remaining Xujie and Xuhuan monks were once again filled with snow-white sword light. However, this time the small sharp swords that appeared in front of them were no longer one, but ten each.

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Ten sharp swords as thin as willow leaves surged forward as if they were one body. The sharp sword light penetrated the void, stirring up an increasingly fierce sword intent. It was so powerful that it seemed to tear everyone into pieces.

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Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

In particular, the twenty or so incarnations were even more panicked. They frantically mobilized their spiritual power without any reservation, and condensed the Gang Qi shield. Although it was immediately torn apart by the surrounding sword intent, it was immediately re-condensed.

Forming.

When the shield of Gang Qi flickered and disillusioned, the heavenly soldiers in their palms had also mobilized with all their strength, rolling up heavy waves and roaring towards the sharp sword that was shot out with thunderous momentum. The sound was huge and earth-shattering.

However, in Nie Huan's sword world, although their methods erupted with extremely tyrannical power, every step they advanced would be weakened by the majestic sword intent that surged around them like waves.

As a result, after touching the ten sharp swords, the attack of the twenty or so voids almost collapsed at the first touch.

Those sharp swords drove straight in, shattering the newly condensed Gang Qi shield like a broken bamboo, passing through their bodies, each leaving ten shocking blood holes.

The spiritual power within the body collapsed instantly, and severe pain surged over them. Although these people in the Void Realm were not killed, they could no longer stabilize their bodies and fell uncontrollably like kites with broken strings.

Those few virtual tribulations actually blocked the attacks of ten sharp swords, but the shock between his eyebrows became more and more intense.

"Whoosh..."

Hundreds of sharp swords shot back, lingering around Nie Huan. At this moment, Nie Huan, who was strolling over, was less than ten feet away from them.

High in the sky, the remaining virtual calamities of the Fuyao Dao Sect were subconsciously urging their Gang Qi to resist the invasion of sword intent, while moving closer to each other, but the fear in their eyes was already intense to the extreme.

At this time, in their eyes, Nie Huan no longer seemed to be a handsome young man, but a majestic and majestic mountain of swords, rumbling over them with an unrivaled attitude, as if to crush them completely.

The indescribable sense of oppression seemed to have condensed into substance, attacking the soul crazily. Several virtual tribulations were a little shaken, and even when they looked at Nie Huan, they felt a faint feeling of invincibility in their hearts.

Nie Huan, who is in the realm of Zhen Gang, is already so terrifying in strength. If the colorful giant whale, Ji Nanshuang, Ning Lang and others also take action...

Several virtual calamities in Fuyao Dao Sect no longer dare to imagine.

But at this moment, their hearts have sunk to the bottom. If the sect leader and ancestors who are cultivating in the "Ziwei Taoist Mansion" cannot come back in time, the Fuyao Taoist Sect may be doomed today.

"Nie Huan, what do you intend to do by raising an army and mobilizing a crowd like this?"

The thin old man shook his head, suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and yelled sharply, but it had a hint of fierceness.

"You shouldn't ask me this, but I should ask you."

Hearing this, Nie Huan burst into laughter, "Although I have some grudges against you Fuyao Dao Sect disciples, within the 'Tianxu Dao Realm', you and I are fighting for each other based on our own abilities. Even if we fail, we cannot blame others."

"But you, Fuyao Daozong, have attacked me again and again. It is your own fault that we are in this situation today."

Nie Huan's voice was not loud, but it was very penetrating.

These words actually stirred up the sky like rolling thunder, and almost instantly, they resounded throughout the entire Fuyao Dao Sect. The expressions on the faces of countless Dao Sect monks became extremely complicated and frightened.

This is especially true for those monks who had enmity with Nie Huan in the "Tianxu Dao Realm".

"Nie Huan, you..."

The thin old man was angry and angry, but before he could finish speaking, the voice behind him suddenly stopped. The other Xujie people around him swallowed the curses that rushed to their lips, and their shocked expressions immediately appeared on his face.

face.

After Nie Huan's words fell, the swords lingering around him continued to increase at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. In less than a blink of an eye, the white light was as dense as a locust.

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The thin old man and others all felt their scalps were numb.

Not far away from the head of the giant whale, Ji Nanshuang, Ning Lang and others were also shocked when they saw this scene.

They had known for a long time that Nie Huan's sword-handling skills were extremely miraculous and he could control tens of thousands of swords. However, they had only heard about it before and were surprised, but they had not seen it and their experience was not profound.

But now, with those densely packed swords placed in front of them, everyone's minds were a little lost. On the contrary, Wei Xiao and Yu Gaoshan, who had personally experienced the power of these swords, looked much calmer.

"Another addition!"

The two of them looked at each other, and this idea came to their minds almost at the same time, and there was some confusion between their brows.

When they fought against Nie Huan, the number of Heavenly Swords was just over 40,000, but now, it has reached at least 42,000.

Although Nie Huan never said it, they had already guessed that the heavenly sword controlled by Nie Huan should be the leaves of the willow tree growing in the mysterious space. Both the shape and the meaning were exactly the same.

Even the numbers are the same.

When trapped in that space, they were so bored that they even counted the leaves of the willow tree. The total number was indeed equivalent to the number of swords controlled by Nie Huan, which made them feel even more incredible.

Even now, they can't figure out how Nie Huan did this.

"call!"

The ear-piercing roar suddenly shook the sky.

Nie Huan was too lazy to keep arguing with these guys from Fuyao Dao Sect. As soon as more than 40,000 sharp swords appeared, they roared directly towards the thin old man and others. In an instant, within the sword world, that

The sword intent, like the ocean, seemed to be wrapped in a hurricane, setting off waves of violent waves.

"Go with all your strength! Go with all your strength!"

"Don't scatter!"

"Come closer."

"..."

There are seven of the Fuyao Dao Sect's Xujie experts here. Seeing the many heavenly swords roaring towards them, everyone was horrified. They all roared and took out one Dao weapon after another, and then without hesitation

Push with all your strength.

Excited tremblings came and went, bright and colorful lights burst out, and powerful breaths and meanings flowed out of the sword world. But before they had time to spread, the sword was already boiling and raging.
Chapter completed!