Feng Xinglan gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort in his body, and got up from the ground.
His body was almost completely stained with blood, and blood slid down his forehead and flowed through his eyes, turning them blood red.
There were few intact areas of skin on his body. Almost every part of his body was covered with shocking wounds, and residual golden thunder was flashing in the bloody wounds. He staggered a few times and finally stood up.
He raised his eyes and watched the third golden thunder coming.
He was panting, his eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face was somewhat ruined.
His sword broke.
Feng Xinglan raised his hand and quickly condensed his spiritual power. In an instant, the fierce wind spiritual power instantly enveloped his body.
Wind spiritual power continuously washed over his body, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
Huangfu Sheng, who was far away, saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked.
"Xinglan wants to transform his body into a sword!"
Mu Yin asked worriedly, "What does it mean to transform your body into a sword?"
Huangfu Sheng pursed his lips, maintaining some composure on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil, because Xinglan's sword intent had reached such a shocking level.
If he is called the Sword Immortal, then Feng Xinglan is the 'Sword God'.
Huangfu Sheng explained, "Using his own body, he can transform into the sharpest sword. In this way, Xinglan will be as sharp as the sword, and as hard as the sword, and can attack and defend."
Mu Yin and the others suddenly understood after hearing what he said.
They frowned, stared at the direction ahead, and became nervous.
Now only thirty-two heavenly thunders have been descended, and there are still seventeen to go. Moreover, these remaining seventeen heavenly thunders are the most terrifying golden thunders.
Lan...can you really bear it?
When Yu Qiu and the others thought about this, they looked at each other tacitly and made up their minds.
If Lan can't handle it, they will carry it for him.
At this time——
A dazzling white light lit up in front, and Feng Xinglan's body was enveloped in the white light, turning into a huge white sword on the ground.
boom!
The third golden thunder descended!
Suddenly, the 'white sword' soared from the ground and stabbed straight towards the direction of the golden thunder. The forces of the two sides collided violently.
Bang!
The ground shook and the mountains and seas trembled.
Many people were injured by this aura, vomiting blood and even
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