"Clang..."
Cut through the lightning and sever the spearhead.
"Crack..."
Whether it was a gust of wind, flames, or a transparent blade, everything was shattered by this one sword strike.
With a single sword strike, all eight weapons attacking from different directions were shattered, and then their masters were struck down.
"Pfft..."
The bodies of the group bore the marks of the attacks; the group that had just attempted to surround and attack them flew back in the original direction.
More than half of them were killed instantly, and the luckiest one was actually the one who used the Thunder Spear at the very beginning.
Although it's often said that the spearman has bad luck (E), he managed to withstand the attack because he used lightning-based martial arts, and even the shaft of his spear was made of iron, making his weapon relatively strong.
"Puwa..."
He collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood, and couldn't stand up.
To summarize the confrontation just now, I encountered the Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. His sword energy was sharp and his swordsmanship was profound. Even with all my strength, I could not defeat him.
"Alright, we've taken care of a few fools. What about the rest?"
Are they coming to their deaths one by one, or are they all coming at once? I don't care, anyway.
For the current Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, fighting ten of them is no problem at all.
Having achieved this breakthrough, not only did his strength expand to an unprecedented level, but his confidence also soared.
I feel so light, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore.
"Everyone...everyone, let's attack together and show him what we're made of!"
These experts had no choice; they could sense the killing intent of their opponents.
Even if I kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can't escape death. I might as well let my death have some dignity.
The storyteller was watching closely. He said that there was a huge difference between a certain expert kneeling on the ground and being beheaded by the Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion with a single sword and dying after exerting all his strength.
They're really going all out for their posthumous reputation.
Even if you know you are no match, you must fight and let me test this new power.
You people, I really like.
What else could he say? "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? I must treat them to a meal, to the big sword he has carefully prepared."
This battlefield had almost become a one-sided personal performance by the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.
The gap between them was huge; in terms of melee combat, his swordsmanship far surpassed that of everyone else present.
In terms of unarmed combat, those unarmed masters are outmatched by those with longer reach, their attack range is inferior.
Only a few people who used poison and hidden weapons managed to cause some impact by seizing opportunities to launch surprise attacks.
However, not many.
About a minute into the battle, the two sides of the battlefield separated once again. All the experts who had attacked the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords were wounded, and some had already become corpses.
The Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion stood there alone, his clothes torn, with several wounds from which black blood oozed.
The hidden weapons were obviously poisoned, but he could suppress or even expel some of the toxins by circulating his internal energy.
His condition is still not bad.
"Is this the end? Who else? I'll just ask you one question, who else?"
Standing in the center of the battlefield, he was full of vigor and felt invincible.
"That's enough. Your performance time is up. It's time to send this Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to rest."
Assessing the current situation of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, someone began to take action.
This is the first update of the day. Because I stayed up late last night, the update time today is not fixed, but there will still be three updates.
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