Chapter 102: Battle of the Floating Massacre

Futu casually summoned a small sword, the tip of the sword slashed the ground and approached Yi Wushuang, Leng Yueru and Baili Lihua quickly stood beside Yi Wushuang, and also looked at Futu who was coming this way with a hostile face.

At this time, the shadow also silently untied the sword box behind him and looked at Lin Anxin and the three of them were ready to wait, Lin Anxin and the three of them took out a talisman in their hands, and the atmosphere of the scene was a since, the number of people on both sides was different, and the side with a small number of people cultivated a big realm higher than them, and the side with a large number of people at this time was no longer so dominant.

In the hearts of Futu and Shadow, these people are just some relatively strong ants, and no matter how strong the ants are, they are just two more swords.

"Do you know the consequences of your sword? ahem...... Ahem......"

The sword boy behind Yi Wushuang suddenly spoke, but his voice was a little trembling, not because he was afraid of Futu's long sword, but because the attack of the four divine beasts made his true yuan chaotic, at this time he was already meditating and trying to control the true yuan scurrying in his body, he didn't open his eyes but clearly saw Futu's fierce eyes.

"...... consequences?haha, the consequence is that my master leads our disciples of Heavenly Sword Villa to unprecedented glory, if you know the strength of that person, you will believe that there are still some unknown forces hidden in the darkness on this continent, and after the darkness is the source of our lifelong pursuit!"

When Fu Tu said these words, his expression was a little reckless, he raised his head with his hands flat, looked up at the roof, and said a word that made everyone cloudy and misty like a poet.

The sword boy who was recovering from his injuries frowned, these words Yi Wushuang didn't understand, but the sword boy heard some cryptic words from them, and he connected the things he knew together to get a guess that shocked him.

"Li Daoyuan, he has looked for you, and Qian Zijun and Liu Zipan have already agreed to join forces with him?

"Whether it's light or abyss, I don't need to worry about Uncle Xiao, I believe in the decision of my master and uncles, plus the late ancestors of our Heavenly Sword Villa, if there is really only one civilization left in this great era, then this civilization will eventually be my Heavenly Sword Villa, the old ancestor has disappeared for more than three hundred years, and I have never made any shocking moves in my Heavenly Sword Villa for more than three hundred years, especially if he is slowly sinking like this, it is better to take advantage of the arrival of this great era to let us shine again!"

After Fu Tu finished speaking, he turned his head and stared at the sword boy behind Yi Wushuang with a pair of red eyes, and said with a gloomy voice.

"It's because of the existence of people in your vein that this matter has not been able to get a perfect ending, in the eyes of the master and the uncles, you really deserve to die!"

"Whoosh......!"

When Fu Tu finished his last sentence, the long sword in his hand had already flown out, and the blade of the sword wrapped around Zhen Yuan and slashed straight towards the sword boy who was recovering from his injuries.

"Your uncle ......!"

Yi Wushuang shouted, the round shield in his hand was thrown out by him, and then his body flew out lightly, when his body was in mid-air, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the ground hard, and the boulders on the ground were lifted away by him, and the loess under the boulders flew out like a dragon.

"Heaven and earth, yellow sand without borders,...... Up!"

War horses roared and rushed out of the ground, and the horses rode a warrior with hideous faces, and the iron halberd chief Goqi brushed forward to aim at the sword that Futu had slashed out.

"Boom......!"

The long sword flew into the Changge array and slashed these knights into loess and fell with a whirlwind, this time the knights were slashed by Futu's long sword and did not immediately recondense like the last time they fought Fang Yuan, but directly turned into piles of yellow sand.

"I ...... Poof............!"

Yi Wushuang spurted out a mouthful of essence blood before he could say a word of national scolding, and Yi Wushuang's body was also severely damaged by the force of the backlash, he staggered and retreated to the side of the pool, watching the last knight soldier fall The long sword slashed towards the sword boy with a sweep of thousands of troops.

"Whoosh ......!"

Three colored feather arrows pierced through the yellow sand, the first feather arrow and the long sword came to a frontal hard, the sharp sword of the long sword split the blocking of the feather arrow, and then the second feather arrow followed closely, the power was only a little to make the long sword stagnate, the third feather arrow was cut off after the hundred miles pear flower held the silver spear to the wind.

She stabbed the silver spear under the long sword and then raised her hands up vigorously, trying to pick the long sword away, but the idea was good, but the moment the silver spear came into contact with the long sword, Baili Lihua knew that she thought about it too simply.

The long sword was as unshakable as a golden boulder, and the body of the silver spear was bent into a round bow by her hand, and the subtle cracks spread on the body of the spear, and Baili Lihua gritted her teeth and pulled it into her arms with all her might.

"Smack......!"

The silver spear fell like a white petal, and Fu Tu looked at Yi Wushuang with disdain, but he didn't mean to make a move, in his eyes, except for the sword boy who had lost his combat effectiveness, other people were not worthy of his attack at all.

He was in a good mood now, just like looking at a group of ants watered by the heavy rain, he wanted to see the scene after these ants were finally swallowed by the heavy rain, and the shadow had been looking at Lin Anxin and the three of them, at this time, as long as these three people made a slight move, he would not hesitate to kill.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the narrative of the text could not catch up with one millionth of such a scene, and in the eyes of these people present, it only took a few breaths from the moment when Futu cut out the long sword to the time when the long sword slashed through the silver spear of Baili Pear Blossom, but within these few breaths, it was the full force of Yi Wushuang and others.

When Fu Tu saw the long sword slashing in front of Baili Lihua, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually spread to his entire face, but the next moment the smile that had not completely occupied his face stiffened on his face.

"Bell ......!"

The sword boy with his eyes closed stretched out his right hand and grabbed the long sword with two fingers, and there was a buzzing trembling sound on the sword body, and then the sword boy heard a crisp sound with a slight force on his fingers, and the long sword that made everyone in the field helpless was broken in two.

Before the broken sword landed on the ground, Fu Tu's figure had already jumped back to his sword box, and he quickly pinched his sword fingers, and the small swords that were still in the sword box were sacrificed by him one by one.

Originally, there were twelve small swords in his sword box, but one was abolished by the sword boy with a warning, and then one was easily broken by the sword boy, and there were still ten small swords left in the sword box of Futu that he sacrificed as many as he wanted.

Ten small swords quickly took shape in front of him, and the Futu sword fingers were pointed on the ten swords, and each time one was pointed, a seal character would appear on the sword body, and when the Futu was finished the tenth time, the ten swords were blazing, and they all made a buzzing sound.

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To be continued......