Keyboard Immortal

A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...

Chapter 930 Now that the east wind has arrived, how can one not be happy?

But if he were to face Morgad, the Dharma form, Morgad's many hands would probably be able to easily hold down his body, and then he would still have one or two hands free to skin him alive and pull out his tendons...

Zaun was also somewhat surprised. No wonder Moggard was as famous as the Lord of Demons. One had three heads and the other had six arms.

But you've made your body so big because you're worried that my sword formation won't be obvious enough?

At this moment, Moghad laughed loudly: "Your move looks impressive, but I have already seen through your trick. The powerful sword energy is only from a few weapons. The others are just for show and do not have the true power of divine artifacts."

"If I'm not mistaken, your move requires the refinement of a corresponding divine artifact, but divine artifacts are rare in the world. How many can you collect by yourself? Hahaha!"

Upon hearing Mogard's long laugh, the many powerful figures of the Dragon Palace suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

This illicit king is indeed formidable; he was able to see through the truth so quickly.

However, they also knew that many of the opponent's sword energies were only not a great threat to Mogard's thousands of meters tall Dharma form, but even if they were not refined by a real divine artifact, they were by no means something that ordinary experts could contend with.

If they were in the same situation as the King of Incest, they would probably have been pierced by a thousand swords long ago.

Zuan smiled and said, "Is that so? Then please take a look at my batch of weapons."

As they spoke, long, cylindrical weapons appeared in the void behind them, some sharp and slender, others thick and large.

"What is this?" Alarm bells rang in Moghad's mind. He could sense that these things were different from the empty sword energy he had seen before. It seemed that each one was transformed from a real divine artifact.

"East Wind!"