"Your Majesty is indeed brilliant." Zu An used the "Dripping Heaven Essence: A Clarification" to gather the power of the mountain dragon veins, giving him the confidence to confront him head-on.
"After all, he's not a true Earth Immortal. How long can the borrowed power last?" Zhao Hao was not afraid at all. The difference in their realms was obvious. Whether it was the use of power or combat skills, the two were on completely different levels.
His primordial spirit temporarily retreated to the top of his head, intending to delay for a while and not give the opponent a chance for a direct confrontation. He planned to wait for the borrowed power on his body to weaken before launching an attack.
Zuan naturally saw through his plan and did not give him a chance to back down.
Suddenly, water-like ripples appeared in the air behind him. During this time, he had refined almost all of his weapons into the Azure Phoenix Sword Formation, and with the help of the Divine Weapon Manual, he conjured even more sword energy.
He longed to conjure up some Dongfeng missiles like in the Xia Dynasty's secret realm and launch a nuclear bomb attack, but unfortunately, although the origin of this world was slightly stronger than that of the Great Zhou world, it was still only slightly stronger, and the density of the vital energy could not support such a terrifying consumption.
As for the power of the Gatling gun, it might not be as powerful as the sword formation he has refined.
"Your ability..." Zhao Hao's expression changed. Even he was somewhat moved by the opponent's move. He couldn't understand why this guy, who was clearly weak, had so many heaven-defying skills.
Reason told him to leave first and come back after the other person calmed down.
But because he had just been repeatedly provoked, a voice kept echoing in his mind: Kill him, you must kill him!
He was worried that the kid would run away after he left, so he ultimately chose to stay.
At this moment, the weapons in the air had already taken shape, and beams of light carrying incomparably sharp sword energy shot out.
Zhao Hao sneered: "A mere trick!"
The Emperor's Seal was immediately unleashed, blocking the most powerful Tai'a Sword inside.
Next, the primordial spirit above his head suddenly grew larger and swung its enormous fist at the remaining weapons.
They're just some Heavenly Rank weapons; even if they're upgraded, how much more can they really steal?
Soon, a large number of phantom weapons were shattered by the golden giant's fist. Even if some escaped and shot into the primordial spirit's body, they did not cause the slightest ripple.
Zhao Hao sneered, "You haven't reached the Nascent Soul Realm, so you don't understand the power of the Nascent Soul Realm at all. How could your weapons possibly harm you..."
He suddenly exclaimed halfway through his sentence, "What...what is this?"
Suddenly, several unassuming throwing knives pierced through his primordial spirit, unlike the other weapons that disappeared within it, and flew out directly from behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the throwing knives shuttled back and forth again, and soon wounds appeared on the golden primordial spirit. Each time a throwing knife slashed, it would take away a piece of "flesh" from the golden giant's body.
Zhao Hao screamed in agony as the golden giant quickly retreated into his body. He stared in utter terror at the few unassuming throwing knives.
The throwing knives circled back and forth in the air a few times, and when they realized they had lost their target, they began to buzz, as if they were somewhat dissatisfied with the disappearance of their prey.
Zuan was taken aback. Those few swords were actually the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives that he had obtained by chance before. He had collected a total of 5 swords, but he had never found out what use they were.
Because he needed to refine various weapons and integrate them into the Azure Phoenix Sword Formation, and the more weapons the sword formation had, the better, he refined all the ones he could. He never expected that these ordinary flying knives could actually damage his primordial spirit!
He was only slightly taken aback, how could he miss such an opportunity? The Divine Weapon Manual condensed more weapon phantoms, giving Zhao Hao almost no time to breathe. Countless weapon phantoms, like a torrential rain, instantly engulfed Zhao Hao.
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