Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny IBWASFM Chapter 2062 - 2063: Sword Cultivators’ Desperate Situation

Boom!

The underground palace shook, the void trembled, rippling in waves.

"Do you intend to shatter this bubble and enter another world?" The zombie exclaid in surprise, then shook its head.

"It’s useless. With just this bit of strength, it’s impossible because the history of this underground palace is far older than our Profound Ming Tomb and incredibly mysterious, with naturally ford layers of worlds inside, extrely solid."

Indeed.

The ripples quickly began to dissipate, and everything was returning to calm.

But seeing this, a gleam flashed in Xue An’s eyes, and then he swung out his other fist, hitting right at the spot of the previous punch.

Thud!

This ti, the montum was even more terrifying than before, and the ripples of the void surged like roaring waves.

Faintly, a cracking sound could be heard from deep within the void, like sothing breaking apart.

This sound caused all the zombies to tremble.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Xue An’s mouth.

"So, it’s not that solid, is it!"

With that, Xue An raised his fist and punched again.

Thud!

This ti, the cracking sound was clearly audible, and the darkness of the void began to distort.

This was a precursor to the collapse of space.

anwhile, Xue An took a deep breath and said slowly, "If one punch doesn’t solve it, then add another punch!"

Then he swung out another punch.

Bam!

This ti, a groaning sound of unbearable pressure echoed from the depths of the void, which then shattered with a bang.

The chaotic flow of the void swept in, and those with slightly lesser strength would perish on the spot.

Yet Xue An’s expression remained unchanged as he directly stepped into the gaping void he had blasted open.

The zombies exchanged looks, and they too followed closely and entered.

At this mont.

The sword cultivators were facing a trendous crisis.

Because they didn’t wait for Xue An, instead, they were t with countless monsters charging out of the darkness.

These monsters were of various grotesque shapes, but each possessed considerable strength, especially when they gathered together, becoming extrely terrifying.

Initially, the sword cultivators were caught off guard, almost suffering a significant setback.

But fortunately, Linghu Jue and Jian ZaiXin quickly reacted, and under full defense, the situation soon stabilized.

However, the situation then reached a stalemate.

Because the sword cultivators couldn’t do anything to these monsters, and the monsters couldn’t do anything to the sword cultivators either.

Swish!

Three sword lights flashed by, slicing several stealthy monsters quietly in half.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Linghu Jue couldn’t help but clap and cheer, saying with vibrant excitent, "Indeed, what a brilliant display of the Master Sword’s prowess; those three strikes were truly stunning!"

Jian ZaiXin smiled slightly, but before she could speak, a fierce roar suddenly ca from the distant darkness.

Then the monsters confronting the sword cultivators began to retreat.

"What’s happening? Are these beasts afraid of being killed by us and planning to retreat?" Ye Kongming couldn’t help but express surprise.

But Ye Bufan, standing beside him, wore a grave expression, his eyes fixed on the darkness.

"Linghu, have you noticed?"

Linghu Jue’s face also turned extrely grim, and he nodded, "Yes, a strong presence."

Ye Bufan exhaled slowly, "Looks like the earlier attack by these monsters was just a probe; the main act is coming next!"

Saying this, Ye Bufan shouted loudly, "Everyone, prepare yourselves; these monsters are not retreating but preparing for the next wave of attacks!"

Simultaneously, the sword cultivators all sensed sothing amiss in the atmosphere.

It felt as though a massive presence was coldly watching them from the darkness.

This feeling was hair-raising.

Jian ZaiXin shouted in a low voice, "Jian Sect disciples, prepare for the first wave!"

At the command, Jian Sect disciples imdiately changed formations, standing at the forefront of the team.

And at this mont.

A giant monster slowly erged from the darkness.

This was a creature at least a hundred ters tall, covered in patterns and looking like a leopard monster.

On its back, countless spikes grew densely.

The tips of the spikes emitted a ghostly blue glow, clearly poisoned.

When the monster fully appeared before them, its evil and terrifying presence sent tingles down their spines.

Without hesitation, Jian ZaiXin commanded, "Attack!"

She knew well that in battle, only the first to strike could gain the upper hand.

Instantly, countless sword lights blazed forth, converging in mid-air to strike directly at the monster.

But facing the combined attack of the Jian Sect disciples, the monster’s eyes showed a mocking glint, then a spike from its body vanished instantly, reappearing near the sword light.

Thump!

The two collided, the spike shattered but also broke the combined strike of the Jian Sect disciples.

Subsequently, the monster let out a bizarre laugh, then the spikes flew out from its back, densely suspended in the air, the tips aid straight at the sword cultivators.

"Not good, scatter!" Linghu Jue’s expression changed, and he instantly shouted.

But before the sword cultivators could react, the monster waved its hand downwards.

The spikes plunged down like a torrent, targeting the sword cultivators.

"It’s over!" Linghu Jue shouted in despair.

In truth, given his strength, he could dodge, but he knew if he dodged, all the sword cultivators less powerful than him would die.

To save these sword cultivators, he couldn’t evade.

With this thought, determination flashed in Linghu Jue’s eyes, then he roared and waved his hand fiercely,

A green light flew up, carrying a faint aroma of wine, unfolding in the air.

It was none other than Linghu Jue’s ever-present gourd of wine.

Actually, this wine gourd was a treasure, not only holding wine but also transforming into a sword.

Yet at this mont, Linghu Jue unhesitatingly threw out this treasure he cherished as life, using it to block the incoming sword stream.

Clang clang.

Amid a series of dense noises, the gourd indeed blocked the spikes.

But just monts later, the gourd’s glow visibly dimd, and cracks appeared.

Yet at this mont, a sudden sword light rose, taking over most of the attack from the gourd.

Linghu Jue turned abruptly, seeing Ye Bufan, the old sword-washer, smiling slightly.

"Though my skills are humble, I cannot let you, Brother Linghu, face such a monster alone!"

Warmth appeared in Linghu Jue’s eyes.

But only for a mont before Ye Bufan’s sword light shattered.

Thud!

Ye Bufan, the old sword-washer, spit a large mouthful of blood, then with a face full of sha and a wry smile said, "I’m old and useless!"

But just as he finished, sword lights surged skyward, all targeting the creature in mid-air.

Seeing this, Ye Bufan and Linghu Jue were both stunned.

Jian ZaiXin said lightly, "You are sword cultivators; do you think we aren’t?"