"Watch out for that shadowy figure, there’s sothing strange about him."
Julius Reed warned.
But he didn’t intervene.
The power of the Seven-Star Sword was still unknown to him, but judging by Windy Johnson’s confident deanor and admiring words, he knew it was undoubtedly the prized treasure of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
What sort of connection existed between the two alliances, Julius wasn’t sure yet, but he knew for certain that there was so relationship.
Perhaps it was an inheritance planned long ago.
Silvio Reed, Julius Reed.
Both called the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, both led by soone nad Reed.
He wasn’t opposed to the idea of a relationship between the two.
Though he was inherently a fiercely strong-willed person, Julius Reed respected the truth.
Jovany Leopold, as an ancient martial artist, naturally possessed remarkable abilities.
Facing the Seven-Star Sword, he wouldn’t be easily defeated.
This gave Julius Reed the opportunity to thoroughly observe the Seven-Star Sword.
The light was brilliant, but the figure that erged was a deep blue.
Moreover, his eyes were hollow, clearly not just soone’s illusion.
"Sword, co!" Jovany Leopold grabbed the air with one hand, and the longsword flew back into his grip.
Ancient martial artists are known for their near-perfect mastery of martial arts!
They are truly the kind of people who delve deeply into martial arts research.
Such a technique of summoning a sword from a distance was not surprising.
"Break!"
Jovany Leopold’s expression was grave as he swiftly slashed forward!
Sword Qi exploded!
Yet the shadow only waved its hand slightly, dispersing the Sword Qi.
"Haha, now you see the might of the Seven-Star Sword, right? I always knew that soone as narrow-minded as Long Feng would give the Seven-Star Sword, just so I could kill you!"
Windy Johnson stood within the circle of light, his face full of pride: "I am the Imperial Heaven Official! The Imperial Heaven Official of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance! Without so skills, how could I sit in this position and live to this day?"
His words carried disdain. "With just the two of you, if not for having your abilities scattered seven ways to Sunday, you would’ve been dead long ago, why even bring out the Seven-Star Sword?"
Starlight sparkled, enveloping Windy Johnson within.
Jovany Leopold dodged the shadow, extending his longsword forward!
Bang!
The sword blade touched the star curtain and was suddenly blasted away!
Even Jovany Leopold was sent flying!
"Oh my heavens! This power is too imnse."
He clutched his chest with one hand, supporting his body with the other, and slowly stood up.
His eyes showed rare surprise: "I’ve truly never encountered such strong power. May I ask, what exactly is the story behind this Seven-Star Sword?"
"Once you’re dead, I’ll explain it clearly to your corpse."
Windy Johnson chuckled, a wrinkle forming at the corner of his eye.
"I’m an ancient martial artist as well, but I’ve never heard of such a divine weapon. If it’s convenient, could you tell more about it?" Jovany Leopold shook his head as he walked behind Julius Reed: "I’m no match for him. This shadow is eerie, its strength imnse. That star curtain directly shattered my spiritual power."
Saying this, he extended his hand.
In Jovany Leopold’s palm was a red dot.
This red dot was continuously leaking spiritual power.
It was leaking from within Jovany Leopold’s body.
Once the spiritual power was fully depleted, a person would die.
"Just from that one strike?"
Julius Reed squinted, gently tapping the red dot with his finger.
Strangely, the wound that continuously leaked spiritual power began to heal.
"The power of divine blood is stronger than I imagined." Julius Reed silently thought.
He had just used the power of divine blood, lightly touching it.
The divine blood healed the wound.
"Huh?"
Jovany Leopold’s eyes were full of delight: "This... how did you do it?"
"Even if it’s done, it’s useless, you both must die." Windy Johnson was equally surprised, but still calmly said: "This is the Seven-Star Sword! Under its blade, no one survives."
"Looks like I’ll have to take action myself." Julius Reed walked up to the Seven-Star Sword, scrutinizing the shadowy figure.
The figure, motionless a mont ago, suddenly threw a punch!
It aid straight at Julius Reed’s body!
Based on the power from previous exchanges with Jovany Leopold, if hit, he would surely be half-dead!
Grievously wounded!
Julius Reed squinted, tilting his body slightly backward!
At the sa ti, he extended his right hand and struck down!
Bang!
A punch infused with the power of divine blood surprisingly didn’t shake the shadow.
But at least the blow from the shadow was avoided!
Through this brief exchange, Julius Reed achieved his objective.
He successfully gauged the shadow’s reality.
This was a shadow that resembled a real person, one that could be hit and touched, and would take real damage.
It was certainly not an illusion.
"You’re strong, young man, let know who you are?"
Windy Johnson no longer bore his previous deanor; ever since obtaining the Seven-Star Sword, he had been very arrogant.
Now, seeing Julius Reed able to battle the shadow back and forth, his tone softened a bit.
But the overbearing manner remained unchanged.
"My na isn’t important, what’s important is that Long Feng is dead, and I need you to answer my questions."
Julius Reed pointed at him, saying unceremoniously: "What I want to know, I must know! You must satisfy . As for this damn Seven-Star Sword, I don’t see much in it, it’s just a formation after all."
Upon hearing this, Windy Johnson’s expression changed slightly.
This scene was caught by Julius Reed.
That was enough!
The Seven-Star Sword is a formation!
Julius Reed had long suspected this; if it’s not a weapon for killing, then it’s a core for formations!
In the Ancient Martial World, there are only these two scenarios.
With Windy Johnson standing in it, it indicated his need to control this formation.
And the Seven-Star Sword, being the core of the formation!
A summoning formation!
Summons a person.
Formations can vary endlessly, with countless designs.
Upon seeing the star curtain enveloping Windy Johnson and repelling Jovany Leopold, Julius Reed knew this was likely a formation.
It could attack and defend.
"What formation?"
Julius Reed asked again.
"What nonsense are you talking!" Windy Johnson roared angrily, the light before him brightened intensely!
And the shadow began to rage, seemingly losing so sort of restraint!
Formation!
Since it’s a formation, there’s a way to break it.
Such an impromptu formation is even more rushed.
It couldn’t be perfect.
As long as you remove the core...
Julius Reed quickly retreated!
Boom!
The hotel’s floor was smashed into a deep pit!
The shadow raged like crazy, charging forward incessantly!
Tables, chairs!
And walls!
All were shattered!
"Roar!"
The shadow roared angrily, eyes filled with fury!
Previously, it had no emotions at all.
Julius Reed glanced at Windy Johnson again, it was clear he was unable to hold on.
His complexion began to pale, body trembling uncontrollably.
"Formation rise!"
Seeing this, Julius Reed stood still, and with both hands, he pulled upwards!
Boom!
Before him, a formation condensed from Evil Qi suddenly appeared!
The shadow, crashing into the formation, suddenly ceased moving.
"How can this be!"
Windy Johnson opened his eyes, drenched in sweat.
The formation around him suddenly disbanded.
The shadow also vanished.
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