A loud "puff!" Shiva launched an attack with devastating force, yet Su Yan remained calm and composed, wielding his sword to meet the enemy. In an instant, the sword's force surged forward like a tidal wave, seemingly drowning the entire world.
The extremely sharp sword edge flashed with a chilling cold light, and it pierced Shiva with a crushing force. In a flash, there was a crisp "crack", and Shiva's seemingly powerful attack was easily ended by Su Yan's sword.
Shiva's expression changed slightly upon seeing this. He had originally thought that even if his attack couldn't defeat Su Yan, it would at least cause him to panic. But who would have thought that not only was his attack completely ineffective, but Su Yan also violently severed his entire right hand in an instant!
For a moment, Shiva was stunned. "What the hell is going on? How could this guy be so powerful? It's beyond imagination!" However, Shiva was a seasoned warrior, and despite suffering a severe blow, he remained unfazed. With a flicker of his body, powerful energy surged within him. In the blink of an eye, his severed right arm regenerated intact, as if reborn.
Su Yan's gaze was as sharp as a torch, fixed intently on Shiva before him. He knew this deity was no ordinary being, his power unfathomable, and it was only natural that he possessed some unique and mysterious methods. Yet, facing such a formidable foe, Su Yan held no fear. He firmly believed that his demise was only a matter of time. Even if Shiva could regenerate from a severed arm, he would ultimately die.
Shiva was also staring intently at Su Yan, not daring to slack off. He suddenly unleashed his most powerful attack, his hands moving like a torrential downpour, unleashing wave after wave of fierce attacks towards Su Yan.
Facing the oncoming enemy, Su Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Ten Directions Sword, tightly grasped in his hand, instantly burst into a dazzling light. He swung his arms, his movements flowing like water, and each swing of the sword brought with it a sharp sound that pierced the air.
In an instant, countless dazzling sword lights intertwined together, like a huge and terrifying light net, which quickly condensed and formed in front of him, and covered Shiva like an overwhelming force.
Shiva's expression instantly darkened, a subtle flash of fear flashing across his deep eyes. He stared at Su Yan with wide eyes, secretly exclaiming, "How could this guy's sword moves be so terrifying?"
Su Yan's longsword flashed with a cold light, and each thrust was delivered with unparalleled force and at a cunning angle. Shiva tried his best to block these sword strikes, but found it futile. No matter how he unleashed his unique skills, those seemingly impenetrable defenses were as fragile as paper before Su Yan's sword.
What shocked Shiva even more was that not only was his attack easily resolved, but even his proud moves gradually collapsed in the confrontation with Su Yan.
Suddenly, a series of "puffing" sounds were heard. Shiva took a closer look and gasped—all four of his arms had been severed in the blink of an eye! If he hadn't mobilized all his might to resist, he would have been ripped into pieces by Su Yan, leaving a horrible corpse.
For the first time in his life, an expression of unspeakable pain emerged on Shiva's face, which had always been expressionless. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground, as if reflecting his inner fear and despair.
Ah! Shiva gritted his teeth, his face grim as he tried to recover from his severe injuries. However, Su Yan had already seen through all of this, and he appeared beside Shiva quietly like a ghost.
At this moment, Su Yan swung the coldly glowing Ten Directions Sword in his hand, swiftly shooting out again like lightning. With a muffled "puff," the incomparably sharp tip of the sword instantly pierced Shiva's chest.
"Haha! You can't kill me!" Despite suffering such a severe blow, Shiva still shouted stubbornly, "I am the Supreme God of India! Possessing infinite power and majesty, I will be immortal! With your limited ability, you can't do anything to me!"
Facing Shiva's arrogant words, Su Yan's eyes remained calm, as if this arrogant enemy was just an insignificant ant. He sneered and responded, "Haha, are you saying you can recover on your own? But you should take a good look at it yourself."
Hearing this, Shiva subconsciously lowered his head to look at the wound on his chest. In an instant, his eyes widened in horror, because he found that the wound, which should have healed quickly, was now bleeding non-stop, and no matter how he used his divine power to stop it, it was of no use.
Su Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sneer of disdain. He said in an icy voice, "Hmph, my Ten Directions Sword contains divine power far more powerful than yours!" His eyes were filled with confidence and contempt as he stared intently at Shiva before him. He continued, "With your meager cultivation, you can't possibly withstand my attack, let alone dream of becoming my opponent!"
Upon hearing this, Shiva's heart tightened, and his expression turned extremely grim. He gritted his teeth, raised his head with difficulty, and glanced up at the sky, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Why don't you help me now? If you don't, I feel like I'm completely finished!" However, there was no response from the sky, only dead silence.
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