Chapter 57: One Sword
Suddenly, seven people displayed their sword skills at the same time. The sword in their hands became two, four and so on, and so on, and turned into countless sword shadow stars, shining with silver light, and besieging towards Feng Shaoyu. The overwhelming swordmang blocked the world, and Feng Shaoyu had nowhere to evade or escape. "Somewhat interesting!" Feng Shaoyu grinned sneer, and his left hand shook into the air. Suddenly, the sword of the whole body burst into air, forming a stalk of the sword, rotating at a high speed, around its whole body, and blinking, forming a whirlwind sword wall. "Kacha ..." The sparks were splattering and the light was dazzling. The sword awns that came from the assassination were crushed one by one by the cyclone sword wall. Seeing this, the seven of them did not change their looks slightly. It was impossible for them to stop the attack when they came to practice the innate state of Feng Shaoyu. So, it was a bit of a surprise to them. But unexpectedly, unexpectedly, this raised their interest in fighting. As a result, their eyes became hot. "Do you only have such a degree?" Feng Shaoyu said coldly standing in the whirlwind sword wall. "Shit boy, this is just the warm-up at the beginning, and you will feel better next time." The words did not fall, and the seven displayed their sword skills again, countless sword shadows, and merged into one. In a blink of an eye, the seven-handed silver dazzling, murderous, straight-lined swords staggered towards Feng Shaoyu. Feng Shaoyu frowned, because he felt that he was completely blocked by the seven-handed sword, and it was impossible to avoid it. Since you can't avoid it, fight! Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu's body sent out a strong war intention. The war intention was mixed with endless killing intentions. The fighting intentions and killing intentions intersected together. "Oh ..." Suddenly, the Seven Swords flew together. Feng Shaoyu waved a finger, and suddenly the whirlwind of high speed stopped and turned into a circular wall constructed by a blood-swording long sword. It seems weird. "When ..." The sparks splattered and the lights turned bright, transforming into a scene that was gorgeous and spooky. "How could that be?" The seven were a little surprised, surprised that Feng Shaoyu's Jian Mang could actually block their attack, which made them lose face and became quite angry. "Break!" Before the middle-aged man ordered it, a few people hurriedly waved their fingers and fired a real force into the sword. The sword's potential surged by three points. With a click, it broke the sword and broke the defense of Feng Shaoyu. Although it broke the Jianmang, it failed to hurt Feng Shaoyu. Because at the moment the sword awn was broken, Feng Shaoyu turned his finger and waved, and a bloody sword awn appeared again, blocking the sword again. "Damn!" Feng Shaoyu sneered, "Is this what you call the Seven Star Sword Formation? If so, this is too weak!" "You ..." The middle-aged man was angry, really angry. "Small boy, if you want to die, then I will complete you." "The Seven Swords are one, and they are heaven and earth!" Looking at each other on the seventh day, waving his sword to the sky, the seven-handed sword flew to the top of Feng Shaoyu's head, and combined together to form a huge silver sword-mantle. Sword momentum, instantly, Feng Shaoyu's swordsman's body was crushed. Even Feng Shaoyu was stunned by the sword's potential, and he had to sacrifice his body's breath to resist the sword's potential. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Boy, what are you doing now, be afraid!" Feng Shaoyu returned to her usual color and talked and laughed: "This sword still looks a little bit, but it is not enough to kill me." "Hum!" The middle-aged man snorted, "Look how you die!" Feng Shaoyu took a lip and said with a smile, "Let you see it, my dear my sword!" Before the words fell, the dragon-sword in Feng Shaoyu's body flew out from the celestial cover above his head, floating above his head. At the same time, Feng Shaoyu waved down with both palms, and suddenly burst into his body a forty-sword-colored swordman. Then, as soon as Jianmang turned, they merged into one and turned into a huge six-foot-long giant sword. The middle-aged man froze slightly, because he felt these forty handles of sword-swords, and each handle contained powerful energy, which was comparable to the sword of the all-powerful Jin Danjing. So many swordsman fused in one place, how much energy can be imagined. Although he was very confident in the return of the Seven Swords, somehow, there was a tremor in his heart. "Kill!" The middle-aged man hurried. He did this either because it happened unexpectedly or because he didn't give Feng Shaoyu more time to consolidate his sword skills. After all, they were still late, and Feng Shaoyu had merged the Scarlet Giant Sword and the Spirit Dragon Sword. Suddenly, Jian Mang shrank again by one-sixth and gave off a dark golden light. "Dang!" Suddenly, the two swords intersected, making a loud bell-like sound that ran through the forest. The sleeping birds and the beasts were awakened by the sound, and for a time, the quiet forest became restless. The energy from the shock of the confrontation, like a wave, surges in all directions. The surrounding area was still green, but at this moment, it has become a barren land. All flowers and trees are reduced to ashes under energy. Even Li Yitong was injured by this energy, and blood leaked from the corners of his mouth. She couldn't imagine or dare to imagine that Feng Shaoyu could use one enemy seven without falling the wind, and more importantly, the cultivation of these seven people was stronger than him. This difficult is the legendary genius, but even the genius is not so scary! This is completely abnormal! Li Yitong shook his head secretly, this is too wicked. Horse owner Ma Changguang, who has been watching the battle in the dark, is also shocked. To say that Feng Shaoyu's previous strength showed in his expectations, then at this moment is completely unexpected. Seven people, a sword that the seven people worked together was blocked by him. What is this concept? Damn, this kid is taking elixir! How could it be so powerful, this is simply abnormal. Even if it is a recognized genius, Ning Qianxing of Tianjian City is not so scary! Damn, this son must not stay, otherwise it will be a serious trouble. Under Jianmang, Feng Shaoyu's brows frowned slightly. "You can't help it, surnamed Ma?" Hearing that, Ma Changguang could not help but be surprised. how come? Why not? Just now Ma Changguang showed a murderous consciousness, which happened to be captured by Feng Shaoyu, so he knew Ma Changguang was about to start. In fact, he has been paying attention to Ma Changguang, because in his opinion, his only enemy is this unfathomable horse boss. "Shit boy, do you think you can stop it? Let's die!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man suddenly clawed down from the sky and bombarded the silver sword-mang. Suddenly, Feng Shaoyu's Jianmang suspended above his head was repelled a few points, and at the same time, he felt a lot of pressure. "Not enough, come again!" Feng Shaoyu yelled at some of them, screaming at others. "Okay! As you wish!" "dead!" The remaining six people also flew up into the sky one after another, bombarded another person, injected real strength, and strengthened the offensive of the sword. It was meant to wipe out the wind and reduce the feather.
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