"Pro!"

"It's simply a desperate situation!"

"This formation can superimpose the power of at least three of us five every time we operate. This superposition is not the pulling of the Xifeng Lie Realm just now, but the real superimposition of the three of us. Every attack, you are equivalent to bearing the power of the three sword saints. On the contrary, we will also offset the counterattacks of three people together. Each person only bears one-third. Even if you are in the Mahayana of Swords, how can you defeat our three sword saints in an instant!"

The Lord of the Polar Land quickly joined the team at this time. The entire formation required six sword saints to host, three of them in a group, one fight and one group to restore vitality. With this tactic, they were completely sure to entangle Pope Sith.

It’s a pity that Mu Qingshuang refused to join their team, otherwise, Mu Qingshuang, the strong man who had peeked into the sword intent field, was staring at him, and when Pope Sith showed his flaws when he was tired, he would use a fatal blow, which would most likely allow the most powerful man in the mainland to stay here forever.

"kill!"

In a group of three, Xi Fenglie led Li Xiaoyun and Kelus, Xue Wuhen and the Lord of the Polar Land, Fusheng Sword Saint, cooperated with the two small groups, one left and one right, the three swords combined, and at one time, the power of the domain and the changes in swordsmanship filled the void, completely covering the radius of a hundred meters, like a net of heaven and earth strangling down, the dense sword light and bursting field were enough to make any strong man in the formation have nowhere to hide.

"The three sword saints combined into one? Do you think you can rest assured?"

Pope Sith's eyes glanced among the two groups of people, and his body was shocked. The first time he took the initiative to attack, when the attacks of Xue Wuhen, Fusheng Sword Saint, and the Lord of the Polar Land came, his body rushed out incredibly quickly, and the man and sword were united, and they directly rushed into the combination of Xifeng Lie and the three of Xifeng Lie. With the burst of fire, the attacks of Xifeng Lie and Li Xiaoyun were suppressed by the powerful sword force stimulated by him. Then the sword turned, and the snow-white and boundless Saint Light Sword pointed directly at Kolos and was assassinated.

Among the six sword saints, Koros is the weakest, so he wants to break the surface with a point.

"careful!"

"Koros!"

Xifenglie and Wang Ting exclaimed at the same time, and the sword edge pointed at the Sith Pope of Corus. After repelling Xifenglie and Li Xiaoyun, he still had enough strength. The sword that assassinated was not the last sword. The sword force condensed from the sword edge was not much inferior to the sword that had previously repelled Xifenglie!

The sword force was pressing, and the light in Koros's eyes suddenly condensed. With the violent shock of the true energy in his body, a thunderous force emerged from him!

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunder blew out of the void, and with the thunder sounded. Colos suddenly came out of his sword, and the power of the three major fields was entangled in the sword, making the sword seem to evolve the true meaning of thunder and become the real thunder sword. He rushed into the sword force contained in the Pope Sith's sword!

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The flames and thunder exploded in all directions at the same time, accompanied by a stream of spiritual fluctuations like spiritual secrets. Combined with the two, this sword actually curbed Pope Sith's sword, which contained some sword power.

"Um?"

"This is?"

Sensing the extraordinary power in this sword. Not only the Pope Sith, who is the most powerful person in the continent, but even Mu Qingshuang's expression on the side narrowed slightly, and her eyes instantly fell on Koros!

"Sword Intention?"

"kill!"

The Sith Pope condensed slightly, and Xue Wuhen, the Lord of the Polar Land, and the Three Sword Saint of Fusheng, instantly arrived. The combination of the three directly caused the Sith Pope's protective true energy to shake violently.

Although he has the power of the sword power that surpasses the sword saint, if he is hit by the attacks of the three sword saints, he will still be able to die and disappear.

However, Pope Sith is the most powerful person in the mainland. After all, he was slightly stunned and had reacted instantly. His body turned rapidly. A powerful sword force exploded from itself. With the power of sweeping across the thousands of troops, he swept across the three people behind him. Sword skills, sword force, domain, and boxing skills collided again in the void, sweeping a violent explosion, shattering the vital energy in the void again.

"Let's take action together and kill!"

"Pluo, die!"

Xifeng Lie, who had been shaken away before, let out a long roar, almost assassinated the three of the Popes of the Pope who shook the Pole of the Pole with one sword. This sword contained all the power of Xifeng Lie, the second strongest man in the continent. It was shocking. The sharp sword edge and oppression, even the Pope of the Sith who had always been calm, changed slightly at this moment.

"Break it for me!"

His body shook, and a new sword force burst out from the Sith Pope's body again. He did not pass through the Sword of Holy Light. He only relied on the substantial sword formed by the power of the fusion with the domain to face Xi Fenglie's killing sword.

"Bang!"

The sword force is shaking!

Xi Fenglie, who was assassinated, suddenly shook his body. Although he shattered this not-so-powerful sword with one sword, he was blocked by this sword force and lost the best opportunity to assassinate Pope Sith.

"Sword of the moment!"

Xi Fenglie missed the best moment to assassinate Pope Sith, but Li Xiaoyun, who was a little slower than him, just caught up with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. His figure, the instant sword, and the true meaning of the speed of the Wind Realm were interpreted in this sword.

"Bang!"

True energy bursts.

Li Xiaoyun's sword killed Pope Sith's body without any suspense, shattering Pope Sith's protective energy on the spot.

but……

That's all!

The six sword saints cooperated to this level. Even Colos was surprised, but they only defeated Pope Sith's protective true energy and wanted to kill him... unless there was another sword saint hiding beside him.

"Rong Ting!"

With Colos' low growl, Wang Ting, who seemed to have no qualifications to intervene in this battle, moved instantly.

The spiritual power that approached the late stage of the eighth level was instantly stimulated to its limit. The spirit entered the sword, the gods controlled the sword, the energy controlled the sword, and the sword controlled the people!

The royal court, which was originally on the air patrol warship, seemed to burst out with a sword light. At this critical moment, he took a bold move and a sword that penetrated the void and instantly rushed to the front of Pope Sith.

"Wang Ting! You disappointed me so much!"

Pope Sith shouted softly, and his eyes condensed. When the spirit was condensed to its limit, a sword force derived from the spiritual level burst out from his eyes again, completely using the spiritual eyes as a medium, and head-on killing towards the royal court. On the spot, the power of the true energy and the power of the domain contained in the sword edge of the Wang Court were shattered. The remaining power rushed into the spiritual world of the Wang Court without diminishing, trying to form a fatal blow to his spiritual world!

At least……

It is a blow that hurts the soul.

"Wang Ting! This is a sword that peeks at the threshold of the sword intent!"

Mu Qingshuang's cold face suddenly changed, and the next moment, she drew her sword and shedded her sheath.

If an ordinary legendary swordsman, or even a sword saint-level strongman with a spiritual scale of level seven, faces such a sword that is activated by the peak spirit energy of level eight, even if the spiritual world is not broken, it will inevitably leave indelible damage in the spiritual world. Unless one day he can one day break the Sith sword that kills the soul, there will be no possibility of any breakthrough.

But the royal court is different!

Although the spiritual power of the royal court has not reached the peak of the eighth level of Pope Sith, it is already infinitely close to the late stage of the eighth level. Compared with the Pope Sith, it is not much different. In addition to his understanding of the spiritual world, this sword that killed the soul fell into his spiritual world, which was like a mud bull entering the sea, and even caused a small-scale shock in his spiritual world.

Although the sword force contained in the spiritual sword shattered the power and true energy of the domain contained in the Ruosheng Sword, he was already a powerful man who completely integrated the four major realms of earth, water, fire and wind. The power of the four major realms complemented each other and continued to live. The moment the Pope Sith's sword force defeated the true energy and the power of the domain above, the power of the four major realms had condensed again, not inferior to the sword of the ordinary sword saint. He rode the wind and waves, rushed out from the blockade of the sword force and sword intent, and directly assassinated in front of the Pope Sith, and instantly stabbed into his already disintegrated protective true energy.

At this moment, the royal court could even clearly see the incredible feeling in the eyes of Pope Sith.

"kill!"

"It's done!"

"Pro! Die!"

Xifeng Lie, Fusheng Sword Saint, Li Xiaoyun and others burst into ecstasy at the same time, and they couldn't help but roar, as if they had seen the world's most powerful man splattering blood on the spot in front of this long-planned killing sword.

"Bang!"

The sharpness of Ruosheng Sword was as sharp as a bamboo shoot. After tearing the disintegrating protective energy of Pope Sith, he pierced the yellow robe on Pope Sith without any suspense and was about to pierce into his body.

"Buzz!"

At this critical moment, the sword of Ruosheng, who was driving straight into the sky, suddenly shaking and stagnating. When assassinating the body of Pope Sith, it seemed to have encountered an unimaginable strong resistance and stopped outside the surface of Pope Sith.

Although the huge power and sword energy contained in Ruosheng's sword rushed into the body of Pope Sith in one fell swoop, causing some trauma to him, it was still a thousand miles away from disintegrating the combat power of the most powerful man in the continent or killing him in one fell swoop!

"Bang!"

The Sith Pope's body shook, and with the help of the huge impact force on Ruosheng's sword, it flashed instantly and rushed out of the encirclement of the six sword saints. The pope robe on his body was shattered in a rapid retreat, turning into cloth pieces, scattered in the void, exposing a soft armor emitting white light inside him.

"Holy Snow Silk Armor!"
Chapter completed!