This time, the power of time was not so violent. Instead, it was subtle and silent, appearing in every world of sword light and filling all things in the world.
Indeed, this had a certain effect, making the knife light less oppressive and no longer so domineering.
However, it only reduced the blade's light, but did not actually extinguish it.
With a loud bang, the so-called eternal silence of time, the art of standing still of years, completely failed, and the smooth mirror of time was shattered by a single blow.
Then, the arrow feathers that flew past broke into pieces and shattered, and a terrifying explosion occurred in the spiritual world.
Moreover, the sword light illuminates the world, and in that world, there is the figure of Wang Zesheng. It seems like an infinite cycle. Before the sword is finished, a vast holy light is born, and it goes on endlessly.
Shi Chuan swung his bow continuously, using various time-limited secrets to fight back. A terrifying sound of Taoism erupted between the two, and the vast sky of history seemed to be intermittent.
puff!
The left arm of the True Saint of Time almost fell off, and a large area of crimson blood gushed out on his shoulder. The True Saint's blood dyed half of his body red, and his shoulder blade was cut open.
In the first confrontation, he was injured, retreated at a high speed, and sank into the vortex of time!
In fact, this is not his battle alone.
When Wang Zesheng swung his sword, he was not targeting a single True Saint, but the Four Saints at the same time. He used his supreme magic to perform a discontinuous and differentiated method, appearing in various places and slashing at different opponents.
The True Saint of Guixu - Zimudao, is indeed very powerful. In the moment when the waves of the sword light and the universe are rising and falling, he condenses a real world.
He used true saintly means to refine the corrupt universe, making it vast and boundless, and transformed it into a container that absorbed and swallowed all the sword lights, wanting to "release the flood" and consume the opponent's strength.
However, when the black long sword crossed the sky, the blade light composed of the imperial runes was too fierce, like a hot knife cutting sheep fat. It directly cut open his universe container with an unparalleled sharpness.
As a last resort, he fought with his opponent using swords, condensing the supreme laws of space to form a true holy blade, and in the dazzling light and the surging power of space, he fought against the mysterious opponent.
Then, he groaned, the five fingers of his right hand were covered in blood, and the sharp blade in his hand, which was materialized by the Supreme Law of Space, broke and shattered.
Then, the opponent's sword light spread, and when he activated his domain dozens or hundreds of times and used the power of Guixu to block it, it was still cut through the Holy Shield of Space.
The right hand of Guixu True Saint Zimudao felt severe pain. The flesh and blood had fallen off, revealing the bones of five fingers. Now part of the fingers were missing, as four of them had been cut off.
There was an endless cold light in the depths of his eyes. After so many years, he once again experienced this kind of pain. There was no doubt that the opponent was a fierce dragon crossing the river, and he cut off four of his fingers in the first battle!
The same feeling happened to the True Saint of the Paper Temple. She was the only female among the four, but her Taoism was very profound and she was indeed not weak.
But now, after fighting with this man, what she saw was an endless world of sword lights that buried her, and she used magic to fight against this man.
During this process, she felt her face burning hot, liquid flowing and spilling, and her entire face was almost cut open by a flash of a knife.
A horrible wound spread from her left cheek down to her waist and abdomen, with bloodstains all over. In the tit-for-tat confrontation, she was almost cut in half.
“Why are the people in the Extraordinary Center so domineering? I actually just want to kill the True Saint of the Tattoo Palace.” Wang Zesheng muttered to himself in the sword light that crisscrossed the entire highest spiritual world.
The three injured people all wanted to say, "You are talking about ghosts, are you as domineering as you? Now we are the ones who are injured!"
However, as they are True Saints, they naturally would not complain. At this level, the fate of the opponent can only be decided by strength.
Among the four true saints, the heart of Saint San of Tattoo Palace was the heaviest. Was this man mainly coming for him?
Wang Zesheng naturally focused on him. While injuring the other three saints, the black sword in his hand carried the true meaning of Nine Destructions, and he kept splitting one tattoo after another. He seemed to be standing in the eternal and desolate universe, able to maintain his own prosperity.
puff!
The True Saint of Tattoo Palace had no way to avoid it, and although he opened his domain, it was still split apart. Almost instantly, his head was stabbed, and holy blood splattered everywhere.
Then, his right arm fell off, cut off by a long black sword.
"In this chaotic supernatural center and bloody environment, there are too many evil people. I will use the knife in my hand to purify it, and I will just cut off those who stand in my way!" Wang Zesheng spoke. He felt that this world was full of malice.
What is reflected in the blade's gleam is the world, what is revealed in the blade's light is life, all the worldly phenomena of life after life, with one slash of the blade, what is cut off is the way forward for the Four Saints.
No one had expected that he would dare to kill four saints at the same time by himself. This man who appeared out of nowhere was extremely confident and fierce.
The True Saints of the Four Religions all crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Of course, they would not waver in their faith because of the sudden encounter with an unfathomable and powerful enemy, and they all attacked with great force.
Shi Chuan, the true saint of the Time Heavenly Arena, holds a large bow in his hand and wears a robe of time. He floats into the air, hanging high above the worlds, with endless power surging and condensing.
In his hands, a river of time appeared and transformed into a sacred arrow feather. He put it on the bowstring, and it became one with the tangible arrow body, bursting out with a terrifying aura.
For a moment, the holy runes intertwined, and the past, present, and future seemed to be overturned. He shot an arrow, and the highest spiritual world exploded.
Shi Chuan used the Supreme Time Arrow to counter this sword!
The Law of Time is an extremely dazzling pearl in the field of imperial power, and it has made a great impact on the history of the extraordinary. Otherwise, there would not have been so many people studying it throughout the ages.
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