This is not an ordinary sword formation, but a fusion technique that uses talismans as a guide, formations as a basis, and swordsmanship as a cutting edge!
Seven swords came out at the same time, and the sky and the earth changed color!
Zhao Han finally showed a serious expression, and punched out with both fists, colliding fiercely with the sword shadow!
boom!!!
The air wave exploded, and in the smoke and dust, Zhao Han's body was shredded by the sword energy, revealing the metal skeleton inside.
But he actually started to grin, and new flesh and blood quickly began to wriggle out of the wound!
"I say you're stupid, you really are stupid. I've always said that puppets are immortal—"
His voice stopped abruptly as he discovered to his horror that the ice cones embedded in his body had not melted, but instead began to absorb the energy of the puppet's core.
Li Lingge smiled. The runes at the entrance of the ruins could absorb divine power, so he integrated those runes into the ice cone.
This puppet's body relies entirely on the crystal core for its power, but at this moment it can no longer function freely.
Li Lingge knelt on one knee, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but it was still not enough!
He looked up suddenly, a glint of determination in his eyes.
"In that case, I'll chop your puppet core into pieces!"
Before he finished speaking, he put his hands together, and all the sword shadows suddenly merged into one!
"Kill God!"
This sword burned out all of Li Lingge's mental strength!
In an instant, the entire world seemed to be split in half by this sword light.
Wherever the sword light passed, space twisted and collapsed, revealing dark cracks in the void.
The scattered sword energy plowed the ground into gullies hundreds of feet deep, and the rock walls on both sides appeared to be molten glass.
Zhao Han wanted to dodge, but found that the space around him had been blocked by sword energy.
He wanted to block, but all his defenses were like thin paper in front of this sword light.
This is a sword that transcends realms, and is the ultimate killing move that Li Lingge has mastered in swordsmanship throughout his life!
"No--"
The light of the dark red crystal core became dim, and Zhao Han's puppet body began to operate in overload.
He desperately mobilized all the power of the Divine Realm to build a twelve-layer metal barrier in front of him.
Each layer of barrier was strong enough to withstand a full-strength attack from the Holy Realm, but now it melted as quickly as ice and snow in the sun.
Snap!
The first barrier was shattered in an instant.
The second barrier vaporized instantly!
The third barrier was directly pierced!
The sword light was as powerful as a bamboo breaking through a bamboo, breaking through eleven layers of defense in an instant.
When it touched the last barrier, the sword's force finally paused slightly.
Just as a glimmer of hope appeared in Zhao Han's eyes, the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly made a deafening sound, and the patterns on the sword lit up at the same time.
The last barrier was broken!
"I am immortal, how could I lose like this?"
The sword light penetrated Zhao Han's chest unhindered, and the dark red crystal core made a teeth-grinding cracking sound, and spider-web-like cracks instantly covered the entire core.
Dazzling golden light burst out from those cracks, and the Xuanyuan sword energy raged inside!
boom!
The shock wave from the crystal core explosion tore Zhao Han's metal body into two halves. His upper body was still in a blocking posture, but his lower body had turned into metal dust.
The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and even reflected Zhao Han's expression of disbelief.
"This, this is impossible..."
His mechanical vocal cords made a hoarse sound. Even though he was cut into two pieces, the powerful vitality of the God Puppet still allowed him to retain a trace of consciousness.
Li Lingge staggered to the ground. His mental strength had been completely exhausted after he swung the sword.
But his hand remained as steady as a rock, firmly gripping the Xuanyuan Sword.
"You lose."
These three simple words caused Zhao Han's mechanical body to tremble violently.
He suddenly remembered that he lost to Li Lingge at the new member recruitment meeting, and now he lost again.
"I won't lose, I won't lose..."
Zhao Han wanted to struggle, but found that his body was turning into dots of metallic fluorescence.
The Xuanyuan sword energy has completely destroyed the core of the puppet. This body of the god, which has taken countless efforts to build, is crumbling bit by bit.
"Why?" His voice grew weaker. "Even though I already..."
"You still don't understand." Li Lingge's voice was soft, but every word was as sharp as a sword. "True strength never relies on external things."
The last piece of metal fragment turned into ash and scattered in the wind.
The world suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sword mark that spanned a thousand feet.
However, just as Li Lingge staggered to the ground, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had just forcibly suppressed the power in his body that was disturbing his mental power, but now his mental power was exhausted and he could no longer suppress it.
The effect of the secret medicine was like a surging river, completely drowning him.
Seeing this, Song Qingqing's tense heart suddenly relaxed. She never expected that Li Lingge did not run away and killed Zhao Han.
As things turned out, Li Lingge no longer had any way to resist her.
With this in mind, Song Qingqing tidied her messy hair, curled her red lips slightly, and a sickly burning heat surged in her eyes.
Her slender fingers gently rested on the belt around her waist and lifted it with her fingertips.
With a snap, the skirt fell to the ground.
She walked towards Li Lingge step by step, and with every step she took, a piece of clothing slipped off.
Her snow-white skin shone brightly in the moonlight, but her eyes were colder than ice.
"Li Lingge." She called his name softly, her voice gentle yet filled with irresistible pressure. "From now on, you completely belong to me."
Li Lingge's fingers moved slightly, but just moving his fingers had exhausted all his remaining strength.
His vision was blurred, and he could only barely see the outline of Song Qingqing and the mind-concentrating pill that had rolled to the ground.
The pill was only three inches away from his fingertips, but at this moment, these three inches seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
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