A not-so-powerful sword intent shot out.
Compared with the giant sword falling from the sky, this sword intent is not very eye-catching.
But at this moment.
The greatsword hovered.
Can't drop even an inch!
The leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, who had been watching the show from the shadows, suddenly stood up and said, "The Great Dao of Time! He actually incorporated the Great Dao of Time into his sword moves!"
From Lu Hen Ge's own perspective, this Four Seasons Sword Technique was very slow, even as light and insensitive as sword dancing, but from the perspective of others, time stopped for a moment. They could not see Lu Hen Ge's starting posture, nor could they see the speed of this sword move.
certainly.
Time paused for just a moment.
soon.
Everyone came to their senses.
They saw the giant sword hovering and not falling, and they all thought that the leader of the One Sword Sect wanted to tease Lu Hen Ge.
Next second.
The giant sword broke inch by inch.
collapse!
The sword light turned into spiritual rain and fell down.
Everyone looked dazed.
In mid-air.
The leader of the One Sword Sect is like a dead tree coming back to life in spring. His appearance has returned to his youthful appearance, and his hair has turned from silver to soft black. This is youth; his eyes gradually become deeper, his temperament becomes calm, and there are more vicissitudes of life between his brows. This is middle age; he becomes mature and steady, with a kind and harmonious look, but a hunched body. This is old age.
It took the leader thousands of years to go through the long journey of life.
But now.
Just a few breaths.
He completed his life journey.
The Four Seasons Sword Technique is not just a simple sword move. When this sword is swung, it can also plunder a person's lifespan, making the long river of time flow quickly through this person.
Bang!
There was a loud bang.
A cloud of blood mist exploded.
at the same time.
A mournful wail echoed between heaven and earth, and countless spiritual rains fell, feeding back into heaven and earth.
It was not until the cold spiritual raindrops fell on their faces that everyone reacted. The heaven and earth wailed, and a Mahayana cultivator had fallen.
Look again.
The leader of the One Sword Sect had disappeared, his sword intent completely dissipated...
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