"asshole......"
Zou Li gritted his teeth: "There's no turning back now, let's fight them to the death!"
"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"
Gan Long shouted and charged towards Zhao Yulong, wielding a huge axe.
Zhao Yulong watched Gan Long charge towards him and sneered, "Overestimating yourself. Haven't you learned your lesson before?"
He raised his hand and pointed, and the two white jade dragons behind him spewed out two streams of dragon frost breath.
"Yin-Yang Technique - Yin-Yang Flame!"
Zou Li clasped his hands together and released two balls of yin and yang flames.
The strange fire collided with the breath of the two ice dragons in mid-air, exploding into countless ice crystals and white mist.
Gan Long rushed in front of Zhao Yulong, but before he could bring his axe down, he felt completely paralyzed.
He turned his head and saw that it was the black-robed masked man who was controlling Gan Long with ten almost transparent thin threads in his hands.
With a flick of his finger, the black-robed masked man sent Gan Long flying backward as if he had been punched hard, crashing to the ground and even dropping his axe.
Master Xun clasped his hands together and cast a spell: "Confucianism and Legalism—Heavenly Scroll!"
Li Fei formed a hand seal: "Supernatural Ability - Illusionary Magic!"
Ming Tian looked down at the scene and smiled slightly: "The Confucian, Legalist, and Yin-Yang schools are still the same old thing, with a lot of fancy but useless skills."
He swung his long sword and slowly closed his eyes.
"Divine Art - Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!"
The air around us seemed to freeze.
An invisible sword aura was then released. The sword aura transformed into countless sword shadows, flowing towards the center from all directions like a stream.
These sword shadows gradually converged as they flew, transforming from illusory to real, and then splitting into two, four, eight...
In the end, it was divided into tens of thousands of swords!
Ming Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and a blinding white light shone from his heterochromatic pupils. He once again unleashed his divine power: "Divine Art - Storm Sword Formation!"
boom!
Tens of thousands of sword shadows hung in the sky above the mountains and forests, almost completely occupying the entire mountaintop!
Those who were ordinary and not superhuman all looked terrified, and the children clung tightly to the adults around them, their faces showing fear.
Tens of thousands of sword shadows had already surrounded all of their thousands of people!
These sword shadows began to spin like a storm, each carrying a unique power and trajectory. They intertwined, collided, and merged in the air, forming a magnificent scene.
Mingtian's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the sword shadows, as if he had merged with this power.
As the sword energy converged, the atmosphere between heaven and earth became solemn and austere. All sound vanished, leaving only the whistling of the sword energy cutting through the air. Before this power, even the mountains and rocks seemed to tremble!
Lin Nai's heart skipped a beat.
What a terrifying sword technique!
Oh no...
"How is it, Linnaeus?"
Ming Tian smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, although there's no evidence yet, I still believe that you are Lin Nai. It's my intuition, and I've always been very confident in my intuition because it's always been accurate."
"My Storm Sword Formation has now enveloped all of you. These tens of thousands of sword shadows will simultaneously strike everyone within the formation. In other words, everyone within the range of my sword formation will be torn to pieces in an instant."
Linnaeus: "..."
“Although I know this move definitely won’t kill you, what about the people behind you? What do you plan to do with those more than a thousand ordinary people? Can you protect them with your current strength?” Ming Tian said with amusement, “So, do you want to use the power of the White Death God? Or do you not care and just want to watch them die?”
Lin Nai remained silent, his gaze gradually turning cold as he clenched his fists.
“It seems you don’t care,” Mingtian said. “That’s true. Although it’s more than a thousand lives, they have nothing to do with you after all.”
"Then don't blame me."
"Storm Sword Formation, activate!"
The tens of thousands of sword shadows that had enveloped everyone's heads began to hum and tremble.
The child was crying loudly, clinging tightly to his mother's thigh, which hurt her a little.
But the mother had long forgotten the pain; her face was deathly pale. As ordinary people, they were helpless in the face of such a disaster, and could only bend down and hug their child tightly, close their eyes, and tremble slightly.
Lin Nai let out a heavy sigh.
I thought there was no other way.
Only...
Just then, a deep and steady voice suddenly rang out: "The Dao - The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!"
Lin Nai was slightly taken aback. He turned his head and saw Cha Yizhou forming a hand seal, his whole body bathed in golden light, his black and white Taoist robes fluttering violently, and radiant golden soul power swirling around him, constantly increasing in strength!
Level 21...
Level 24...
Level 27...
Level 30!
Xun Lao, Li Fei, Zou Li and others all showed surprised expressions.
This Cha Yizhou has actually been hiding his true strength?
He's a level 30 superhuman!?
Jiang Zhou, Wang Meng, Xu Yi, and several other Taoist disciples were also completely stunned.
Even as disciples, they had no idea that their master was so powerful!
Cha Yizhou's face was composed, and his eyes were calm.
A yin-yang symbol suddenly appeared beneath Cha Yizhou's feet.
Immediately afterwards, dazzling golden light burst forth from his body, spreading outwards!
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