Inside, there were forty-nine small swords arranged neatly, with an antique design.
Each one is no bigger than the palm of your hand, and is engraved with dense, mysterious Taoist patterns.
The sword's edge flickered and leaped, seemingly yearning to drink blood and fight.
Guo Kunyu repeatedly expressed his admiration.
"A fine sword!"
"The Peak Master will definitely like this sword."
In order to gather all the precious materials needed to forge the sword, all the disciples of Chengkun Peak of Mount Shu searched diligently for three years.
Moreover, each small sword is infused with ancient Daoist patterns.
The sword's power can communicate with the laws of heaven and earth, killing peak Martial Kings is as easy as slaughtering dogs.
"Master Bixian truly lives up to his reputation as a master swordsmith. With the Heaven-Slaying Flying Sword drawn, who in the world can rival him!"
Looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, Zhuang Bixian's sword-forging skills are second to none.
Elder Guo's sharp gaze suddenly shot towards Ye Feng.
"Today, let's use this brat as a sacrificial offering to the sword."
"cut!"
Forty-nine Heaven-Slaying Swords were unleashed simultaneously, slashing across the sky towards Ye Feng.
The Dao patterns shone brightly, drawing upon the power of the laws of heaven and earth in this area.
The sword's power was awe-inspiring, its aura resounding.
Like the sun blazing across the sky and a mighty river flowing across the land, it instills despair in people's hearts, making them dare not even conceive of the slightest thought of resistance.
The soaring sword light instantly enveloped and swallowed Ye Feng.
"You brat, die!"
"If you dare to kill my Shushan disciples, you won't live either."
"Chop this brat into mincemeat and feed him to the dogs."
A group of people from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect felt incredibly relieved and kept cursing.
The people from Sword Forging Manor seemed to have already envisioned Ye Feng being chopped into mincemeat.
Ye Feng's eyes burned with the flames of war. He threw a punch that shook the heavens and the earth, his iron fist sweeping across the sky.
On his left arm, the Qilin tattoo came back to life, burning with raging flames, as if a war god had been reborn from the ashes.
roar--
A deafening roar ripped through the air, instantly tearing apart the soaring sword light.
A phantom of a Qilin, engulfed in crimson flames, soared into the sky, towering as high as a three-story building, exuding an overwhelming ferocity.
The lion's head, deer antlers, tiger's eyes, and dragon scales are all lifelike, with its gaping maw and sharp fangs gleaming with a chilling light.
The forty-nine flying swords that had just soared into the sky, carrying a terrifying killing intent, suddenly began to tremble and turned tail and ran away, as if they had sensed some kind of terrible danger, like a pack of stray dogs.
Damn it!
Elder Guo's face flashed with shock and solemnity. He dared not be careless any longer and quickly channeled all his cultivation into the forty-nine flying swords.
Buzz!
The flying sword shone brightly, turned back towards Ye Feng, and exuded a chilling killing intent.
"cut!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Forty-nine flying swords pierced the sky and slashed towards Ye Feng. The sharp sword light intertwined into a sword net, shattering the void and leaving long streaks in the void.
"You brat, go to hell."
A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he threw a punch that shook the heavens and earth.
The iron fist shook the very air, and the seemingly indestructible net of sword energy was shattered on the spot.
puff!
Elder Guo suffered a backlash from the sword energy and was sent flying backwards for over a hundred meters, like a kite with a broken string.
The group of disciples behind them had no time to dodge and were knocked away one after another, their screams filling the air.
A house in the yard was completely destroyed, with smoke and dust billowing and rubble flying everywhere.
roar--
The Qilin opened its blood-red maw and spat out a burst of flame, instantly swallowing all forty-nine flying swords whole.
Then, with a flick of its tail, it disappeared into Ye Feng's body.
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