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Chapter 302 Three Swords

"call!"

At this moment, a sharp howl suddenly pierced the sky, and a dazzling white light caught the eyes of the gray-robed old man and others.

Hundreds of thousands of crystal clear snow-white swords actually gathered into a terrifying torrent, roaring towards them in a mighty manner. Wherever it passed, the sword intent boiled and the sword energy surged, seemingly capable of washing away everything in the world.

clean.

"Let's take action together!"

The gray-robed old man shouted loudly, and suddenly thrust out a spear. The bright dark gold breath spurted out from the tip of the spear, but in an instant, it transformed into a dark gold dragon, and rushed towards the snow-white torrent with its teeth and claws.

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However, at the moment when the two were about to collide, the torrent of sharp swords suddenly split into two, bypassed the dark gold dragon from the left and right sides, split into four, and roared towards the tall old man and the other four people.

The old man in gray robe was a little stunned at first, but then, he couldn't help but his pupils suddenly shrank.

Within sight, Nie Huan raised his hand slightly, and then, a bright snow-white sword light suddenly burst out, shooting towards him like a meteor.

There are no superfluous and fancy moves, just such a simple sword.

But the moment he saw it, the gray-robed old man couldn't help but tighten his heartstrings. The sharpness that faintly overflowed from the meteor-like sword light made him feel a huge crisis, as if at this moment, the world

The sharp edges between them have all been condensed in the sword light, and they can burst out with indestructible terrifying power at any time.

"boom!"

A low muffled sound sounded instantly.

The snow-white sword light collided violently with the dark gold dragon, and the powerful energy spurted out in all directions like a volcano erupting.

In a flash of lightning, a shocking scene appeared before the eyes of the gray-robed old man.

The snow-white sword light did not pause at all, and moved forward like a piece of wood. Wherever it went, the dark gold dragon was like ice and snow under the scorching sun, melting at a speed that was difficult for spiritual consciousness to capture.

The expression on the face of the old man in gray robe changed with horror, and he stabbed out the spear in his hand like a dragon one after another at an incredible speed. Amidst the sound of "chichi" breaking through the air, dark gold ripples filled the air and rippled in the void.

In the blink of an eye, the void in front of the gray-robed old man seemed like a vast ocean.

After the dark gold dragon disappeared, the snow-white sword light plunged into the ocean, and layers of dark gold ripples immediately rippled away from all directions, as if countless tentacles were dragging the sword light.

The gray-robed old man's face was extremely serious. He kept retreating and thrust out the spear in his hand quickly. Because the sword light was constantly tearing apart the dark gold ripples around him, driving straight in like a broken bamboo.

"Chichi..."

The sound of breaking through the sky is endless.

In just a few breaths, the old man in gray robe retreated nearly a hundred feet, stabbing the spear in his hand more than a thousand times. Under the layers of blocks, the snow-white sword light on the opposite side finally disappeared completely.

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A deep fear flashed in the eyes of the gray-robed old man. Although he knew that Nie Huan had strength that far exceeded his cultivation level, he never thought that his strength, as a monk of the first level of Shenji, could reach such a level.

Nie Huan's sword strike just now seemed ordinary, but it was extremely dangerous.

If he only had the cultivation level of the Broken Realm, at this time, he might have been poked a big hole by the sword light. But even if he blocked the sword with his strong cultivation level, he almost tried his best.

With all your strength.

Nie Huan, a boy who has just become a god now, is already so difficult to deal with. Once he succeeds in advancing to the Dao realm, he will even enter the Broken Realm.

He raised his hand to wipe away the fine layer of sweat on his forehead. As soon as the old man in gray robe let out a sigh of relief, his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"If you can take one of my swords, you can definitely take two of my swords!"

Nie Huan laughed slowly, and then swung his sword lightly, the sword was as bright as snow and as fast as a meteor.

The old man in gray robe drew his gun again and backed up.

After more than a hundred feet, the snow-white sword light finally became invisible, but the face of the gray-robed old man became even more ugly, because the third sword, which was like a meteor, struck at an astonishing speed.

The old man in gray robe wanted to vomit blood when he saw this, but he could only bite the bullet and continue to resist.

The other nirvanas were entangled in Nie Huan's hundreds of thousands of sharp swords, and were unable to help him. Elder Zhang Pengze was also in an inextricable battle with Song Cailan, and he was also unable to take care of both sides.

"Chi! Chi..."

The spear thrust out, causing dark golden ripples in the void, constantly blocking the advance of the sword light.

While Nie Huan was manipulating hundreds of thousands of swords, he fired three more swords in a row. He was still calm and calm, and looked as if he was at ease. When it came to the third sword, the power of the sword did not weaken at all compared to the first sword.

In comparison, the old man in gray robe was finding it increasingly difficult.

While thrusting out the spear, extreme fatigue welled up in his heart, and his spiritual power was rapidly consumed like running water. He didn't know if he could withstand the third sword, because he clearly felt that he was out of control.

The speed of the gun is decreasing.

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud and ear-piercing sound suddenly exploded between the heaven and the earth.

That snow-white light actually penetrated the last dark gold ripple and hit his spear hard.

The terrifying edge suddenly erupted, and in an instant, the spear shattered.

And he himself seemed to have been hit by a meteorite falling from the sky. The fierce and unrivaled force bombarded him, making his whole body seem to explode. The energy and blood in his body surged, and his body was shot backwards uncontrollably.

"boom!"

In just an instant, the old man in gray robe crashed into the ocean hundreds of feet away, causing waves to fill the sky.

This earth-shaking loud noise immediately startled the tall old man and four other people who were entangled with the torrent of swords.

Hundreds of thousands of sharp swords, after being divided into four, are still powerful, but they no longer pose much of a threat to them in the Nirvana Realm. However, within the scope of the Invisible Sword Realm, they want to get rid of this dense

The Heavenly Sword is not an easy task either.

Among them, the old man in gray robe has the highest cultivation level and the strongest strength.

They thought that he should be able to withstand Nie Huan's attack. After all, Nie Huan's best sword-handling technique had been used on them. However, they did not expect that Nie Huan's sword was so sharp.

The old man in gray robe could not even resist three swords and was completely defeated.

Now Nie Huan is free to take action, and the other sect members are entangled in this large number of sharp swords. If Nie Huan chooses one of them to take action, who can resist it?

After realizing this, the tall old man and the other four people immediately felt a little panicked.

At this moment, the locust-like sword around the tall old man suddenly split into three, and each joined the other three torrent of sharp swords.

"The second opponent chosen by Nie Huan is actually me?"
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