As the dust settled, dispersed by the cold wind of the winter night, Shen Qiang, standing beside the bound woman, not only slled the thick scent of blood clearly but also looked in shock at Lin Li's longsword beside him, and at the corpses pierced by the sword.
All dead!
The Young Master of Qingyun Sword Pavilion, three Mixed Elent Realm experts, and over a dozen cultivators of varying cultivation levels turned into corpses in almost the blink of an eye.
This guy is so strong!
A chill inexplicably arose in Shen Qiang's heart.
Xiu Ju, Chu Qing, Xu Nan, Bai Jiao, Jing Xiangwei, Ye Xiaolei, Ali, Qian Shanxue, can they survive if they encounter this guy?
If those with such great power can't survive, then what about the others?
Who besides the golden cicada can escape this guy's sword?
"Hey, are you scared silly?" the man floating in the air said coldly, "I used to think, the King of Demons was remarkable, thought you were like , soone capable of changing the world. But now, looking at you, I suddenly feel, I was wrong, you're just trash too."
At the mont he heard these words, Shen Qiang's gaze turned cold, and he took a step forward.
Bam!
A large sword landed with precise accuracy in front of Shen Qiang.
"Don't move, because you don't have my permission," the man floating in the air laughed lightly.
Almost simultaneously, a shadow behind Shen Qiang stepped forward and shouted angrily, "How dare you! You insult my king with your words, you..."
Just as the shadow spoke.
Shen Qiang clearly saw the man standing in the air, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and within his divine sense, he clearly discovered three longswords shooting swiftly toward the shadow.
"Three Talent Sword Array?"
Shen Qiang's eyes brightened.
He flicked his fingers gently.
Three silver needles, overtaking them with speed.
Clang!
The deflected longsword brushed against the shadow's forehead, with a plunk, shooting into the room.
The other two longswords were nailed at the shadow's feet.
The shadow fell silent in shock.
The man floating in the air exclaid in surprise.
He waved his hand.
Five longswords appeared in front of Shen Qiang and the others, then shot fiercely toward Shen Qiang.
"Small Five Elents Sword Formation?"
Shen Qiang smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
He flicked his fingers lightly.
Five silver needles flashed.
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They appeared in the path of the longswords.
Whoosh...
With divine sense, he clearly observed that although his silver needles successfully scattered the small Five Elents Sword Formation ford by the longswords and reduced the force generated by the sword array, those five sharp swords still held great lethality.
Thunk! Thunk!
The five sharp swords were nailed around Shen Qiang, their blades piercing the concrete floor, causing a brief and harsh friction sound, and the violent tremor could be clearly felt underfoot.
"Trash!" the man floating in the air suddenly roared in anger, "You imbecile, actually trying to steal my sword technique! Go die, stinking trash, 108 Stars!"
With his roar.
In an instant, the sky filled with longswords, densely covering Shen Qiang like precision-strike rockets.
"Co to ."
Shen Qiang shouted furiously.
The two demons who were standing aside swiftly appeared beside Shen Qiang.
Almost at the sa ti, the man in the sky's eyes lit up with excitent, "Trash, trying to replicate my technique, you're not worthy, die!"
But just as the longswords approached the thirty-ter range in front of Shen Qiang.
He froze.
"This is impossible!"
He looked at Shen Qiang, standing proudly within his sword array, with eyes full of terror.
"Heaven's Boss is off, Heavenly Gang is off, Tianji is off, Tianxian is off too... Not a single hit from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang! Earth Spirit is off, Earth Beast is off, Earth Micro is off, Earth Wisdom is off, Earth Storm is off too. This bastard, did he replicate my technique in an instant? That's impossible, no one can replicate my Infinite Sword Formation!"
anwhile, in the howling Gang Wind.
Shen Qiang's focus was unprecedentedly intense.
"108 Stars, I thought it was so remarkable formation, it's just the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang plus the Seventy-two Earth Evil, these formations are simply too primary. I just never thought before that soone would use swords to form these formations, and the purpose is to kill, not save lives!"
"The acupuncture skill in the dical Saint Inheritance is originally about using silver needles to form various formations, to evoke nature's spiritual energy for treatnt and repair of the human body."
"This guy is pretty good, not short on formation knowledge, but mostly just basic formations." Glancing at the man in the sky from the corner of his eye, Shen Qiang's gaze turned slightly cold, "Or maybe, he just thinks his primary sword formations can handle ."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Shen Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly, his awareness exceptionally clear.
"If he thinks that way, then he's underestimating . The acupuncture techniques in the dical Saint Inheritance, every set is derived from formations!"
"As the saying goes, Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. All things carry yin and embrace yang, charging for harmony. The world detests loneliness, widowhood, and worthless ones, but kings use these as nas for themselves."
"All things turn away from yin and face yang, people detest solitude and widowhood most, yet royalty use such nas to call themselves."
"The application of various formations in the dical Saint Inheritance all emphasize the balance of yin and yang, and are dedicated to treating and saving lives, yet this person's sword formations simply focus on brute lethality."
Observing the longswords shooting toward him like sword rain with his divine sense, Shen Qiang's gaze beca more determined.
"They're just fine steel longswords, their capacity to harm powerful cultivators is due to the nature's spiritual energy mobilized by the sword formation. It ans that this guy rely built formations with longswords and simply drove them."
"For those who don't understand formations, they might die without ever knowing how those swords appeared, or how those swords, obviously just made of fine steel, could cause them lethal damage. But to , even if his cultivation is indeed high, trying to harm with this kind of sword formation is simply a dream."
With the sword rain densely covering him, Shen Qiang grew more confident.
BOOM!
When the last longsword completely destroyed the red-brick second-floor building.
Looking at Shen Qiang, still standing proudly on the ground with a cold determination and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, the man in the air flared up, a terrifying aura erupted suddenly, and in an instant, at least several thousand longswords densely filled the sky.
Then he said proudly, "Shen Qiang, I have to admit, you're much stronger than those pieces of trash, but no matter how strong a piece of trash is, it's still trash! You think replicating a few of my little sword formations gives you the right to stand before ? What a joke! The consequence of angering is sure to be annihilated by my myriad swords!"
Hearing this.
Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow nonchalantly: "Setting aside whether you can achieve what you're boasting about, I just want to know now, who the hell are you?"
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