Chapter 217: Ten Thousand Swords
It's like some shameless people are doing something wrong, and when no one finds out, they still want to sneak around, but once they are discovered, not only do they not retreat immediately, but they become open.
At this time, the ring in Si Yike's hand was like this.
At the beginning, absorbing the energy of Si Yike's body was just sneaky, but after being discovered by Si Yike, he suddenly became blatant, as if he no longer had any concerns.
But people have to just say it, it's really very spiritual.
However, Si Yike's situation is not good.
It's like an ordinary person who is obviously too tired to work, but still has to keep running, or even more excessive.
Seeing that Si Yike's complexion became more and more pale, and his already thin body actually began to wilt at a speed visible to the naked eye.
For a while, Si Yike didn't have any suspicions about the helmsman at any point, and only thought about it, but any treasure of the anti-heaven level must have its drawbacks.
It's like this ring that can really make people directly improve a realm, but the energy consumed is too huge, and it can't be easily stopped.
As long as you take off the ring, rest for a while, and put it back on, it is not too much of a disadvantage, and it can be regarded as a very precious treasure.
Seeing that Si Yike subconsciously reached out to pick up the ring in his hand, but the ring had already taken root on Si Yike's finger, which was exactly the same as directly growing on his finger, where could it be taken off casually?
Si Yike suddenly looked panicked, but he didn't have time to wait for him to think of any countermeasures.
I saw that the smoke in mid-air dissipated, revealing Zhou Wuluo's figure.
I saw that Zhou Wuluo, who had delayed himself a lot of time with the help of a bunch of charms, had a smug smile on his face.
And around Zhou Wuluo, it was as if there were no less than hundreds of qi swords condensed.
"Don't ...... Don't underestimate people! Try my Ten Thousand Sword Trick!"
Zhou Wuluo's tone of voice revealed a sense of difficulty, obviously controlling so many flying swords at this time was indeed too consuming for him to consume spiritual power.
I'm afraid that after this move, Zhou Wuluo himself will no longer have the possibility of showing his ability in a short period of time.
It is conceivable that there is no Luo this week, and there is no longer any room for action.
After seeing the panting Zhou Wuluo smiled coldly, he turned his fingers into a sword and pointed at Si Yike on the roof, and shouted loudly: "Fall!"
In the next moment, the qi sword in the sky was like raindrops, and Si Yike, who wanted to stand on the roof, came down.
The sound of the air being cut through by a sharp blade was endless.
And Si Yike stood on the roof of the building, looking up at the air sword that was densely packed with thoughts about his galloping, and the panic in his eyes was not at all because of the sword rain that poured in.
Zhou Wuluo, who only felt that he had to use a blinding method to control five or six flying swords, how could he make so many flying swords at one time?
At this time, Si Yike was panicked because of the ring on his finger
Brought.
Although Si Yike decided that Zhou Wuluo was still engaged in tricks, he had to guard against it.
After all, as long as one of them is true, then he will inevitably end up being pierced by a sword.
So, this Si Yike didn't have time to pull out the ring on his hand, he held the sword in one hand, stood on the top of the building and waved it.
Although at this time, he was frantically absorbing spiritual power from the ring, and I am afraid that he would not be able to exert any energy.
But with a simple swing of the sword, he could still do it.
After all, in Si Yike's opinion, although these sword rains looked terrifying, most of them must have been just tricks, and what he really needed to resist was only two or three.
Just as Si Yike expected, those qi swords that were touched by the long sword in his hand immediately disappeared.
In just an instant, Si Yike made a cut in the sword rain above his head.
Zhou Wuluo, who was still floating in the air, smiled disdainfully, and said that it would be better to only use the strength of the acquired realm? But none of this mattered!
In the next moment, the long sword sank into the floor of the top floor of the hospital, making a gurgling sound, as if the ground had been cut open.
Looking at the dense hollow on the floor, Si Yike couldn't help but be full of doubts, how could everything be real except for the few handles on his head that were fake?
Is this little bastard really powerful enough to condense so many qi swords at once?
With a look full of doubts, Si Yike looked at Zhou Wuluo above his head.
It was only the moment Si Yike saw the evil smile on Zhou Wuluo's face that Si Yike had a sudden feeling.
Could it be that the flying swords he came into contact with before were all real, just because the sword in his hand was sharp enough to directly slash this kind of qi sword into smoke?
The reason why Si Yike thought this way was really because after Zhou Wuluo had failed such a move, he should have been lost, but he showed an evil smile.
It is conceivable that some ploy must have succeeded.
And at the next moment, he saw Zhou Wuluo pointing up with two fingers, and Si Yike could clearly hear the whirring sound of the long sword breaking through the air under his feet.
Si Yike suddenly realized, and subconsciously thought that Zhou Wuluo was not actually playing with him, but because of the sword in his hand, which made him mistakenly think that others were playing with him.
And this other person, even if it is also an acquired realm, his strength is far inferior to others.
However, it was too late to give Si Yike any chance to wake up, at this time, although he had the realm of the acquired realm, his spiritual power was rapidly depleting, his breathing was becoming more and more disordered, and he couldn't make any posture to deal with it at all.
In just such a split second, Si Yike only saw countless flying swords galloping out of the floor under his feet.
Seeing Zhou Wuluo's voice, he shouted: "Hang!"
Countless air swords spun together, forming a huge balloon, enveloping Si Yi Ke in it, and the galloping blades of the sword slashed at the floor where Si Yi Ke stood
Ground into pieces.
And Si Yike, who was already lacking in mental power, had no time to shock Zhou Wuluo that he was only in the innate realm but was able to perform such a move, and he lacked mental power, he had no strength to continue to float in the air, and followed the stones to those air swords at the lower end.
At the same time, the helmsman who was hiding in a certain high-end ward raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was indeed a look of surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he muttered to himself: "Ten Thousand Sword Technique, Sword Tower is a peerless learner, I heard that if you cultivate to the extreme, you can control tens of thousands of flying swords at the same time, but it's a pity, such a talented young man is only an acquired realm, if you let you grow to the innate realm, and then use this trick, I'm afraid even I will have a headache......
(End of chapter)