Chapter 365: Invincible

"Puro!"

"It's self-defeating!"

"This formation, every time it runs, it can superimpose the strength of at least three of our five people, this superposition is not the traction of the West Wind Fierce Realm just now, but the real superposition of the three together, every attack, you are equivalent to bearing the power of the three Sword Saints, on the contrary, your counterattack, we are also three people together, each person only bears one-third, even if you are a sword Mahayana, how can you defeat our three Sword Saints in an instant!"

The Lord of the Polar Regions also quickly joined the team at this time, and the entire formation needs to be presided over by the six Sword Saints, three people in a group, and a group of people to fight and a group to recover their vitality, with this tactic, they are completely sure of entangling the Sith Pope.

It's a pity that Mu Tianshuang refused to join their team, otherwise counting Mu Tianshuang, a powerhouse who had peeked into the sword intent realm, was eyeing him from the side, and at the moment when the Sith Pope Prolo was tired, he would perform a fatal blow, which would probably make this continent's number one powerhouse stay here forever.

"Kill!"

In a group of three, Xi Feng Lie took Li Xiaoyun and Kolos, Xue Wuxian cooperated with the Floating Sword Saint, the Lord of the Polar Regions, the two small groups were one left and one right, and the three swords were one, and for a time, the power of the realm and the changes in swordsmanship filled the void, completely enveloping the radius of a hundred meters, like a net of heaven and earth strangling down, the dense sword rays and bursting fields were enough to make any strong person in the formation have nothing to hide.

"The three great sword saints are united into one, and they think they have peace of mind?"

The Sith Pope's gaze swept between the two groups of centaurs, and his figure was shocked. The first time he took the initiative to attack, when the attacks of the three of Xue Wuji, the Floating Sword Saint, and the Lord of the Polar Regions came, the body shuttled out with an incredible speed, and the human sword was one, directly killing into the combination of the three of Xi Feng Lie, accompanied by the burst of fire, the attacks of the two sword saints of Xi Feng Lie and Li Xiaoyun were suppressed by the powerful sword momentum he inspired. Then the blade of the sword turned, and the snow-white sword of holy light pointed directly at Kolos to assassinate him.

Among the six great sword masters. Kolos's strength is the weakest, and he is trying to break through the face.

"Be careful!"

"Kolos!"

Zephyr and the royal court exclaimed at the same time, and the blade of the sword pointed at the Sith Pope of Kolos. After repelling West Wind Lie and Li Xiaoyun, there was still strength left, and the sword that was assassinated was not the sword at the end of the strong crossbow, and the sword momentum condensed from the blade of the sword was not much inferior even if it was the sword that repelled West Wind Lie before!

The sword momentum was oppressive, and the essence light in Kolos's eyes suddenly condensed, accompanied by the violent vibration of the true qi in his body, and a thunderous force came out of his body!

"Boom!"

A thunderclap seemed to explode in the void, and it rang out with the thunder. Kolos suddenly took out his sword, and the power of the three major realms was entwined with the blade of the sword, making this sword seem to have evolved the true meaning of thunder and become a real thunder sword. Rush head-on into the sword momentum contained in the sword of the Sith Pope!

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Flames and thunder exploded in all directions at the same time, accompanied by spiritual fluctuations like spiritual secret arts, and under the combination of the two, this sword actually contained the sword of the Sith Pope, which contained part of the sword momentum.

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

Sensing the extraordinary power of this sword. Not only the Sith Pope, who was the strongest man in the continent, but even Mu Tianshuang's expression on the side was slightly condensed, and his eyes instantly fell on Kolos!

"Sword intent?"

"Kill!"

The Sith Pope condensed slightly, and the three of Snow Without a Trace, the Lord of the Polar Regions, and the Floating Sword Saint were instantly killed, and the swordsmanship of the Snow Without a Trace and the Floating Sword Saint, and the fist of the Lord of the Polar Regions, the combination of the three directly made the Sith Pope's talisman true qi violently shock.

Although he had the power of the Sword Momentum Mahayana that was superior to the Sword Saint, if he was hit head-on by the attacks of the three Sword Saint powerhouses, he would still only be killed.

However, after all, the Sith Pope is the strongest man in the continent, and he was slightly stunned, he had already reacted instantly, his body turned quickly, and a majestic sword momentum burst out from himself, with the power of sweeping thousands of troops, aiming at the three people behind him and swept away, swordsmanship, sword momentum, domain, and fist skills collided again in the void, swept into a violent explosion, and blasted the vitality in the void to smithereens again.

"Shoot together, kill!"

"Pro, suffer death!"

The two of them who were previously shocked back let out a long roar, almost at the moment when the Sith Pope shook back the three of the polar lords with a sword, this sword contained all the power of the second strongest person in the continent, it can be described as an earth-shattering shock, the sharp sword edge and oppression, even if it was the Sith Pope, who had always been calm, his face changed slightly.

"Break it for me!"

With a shock to his body, a new sword momentum burst out from the Sith Pope's body again, and he didn't actually pass through the sword of holy light, but only relied on the power of the fusion with the realm to form the sword of essence, and met the sword of the west wind on the side.

"Bang!"

Sword Momentum!

The figure of the assassinated Zephyr suddenly shook, although a sword shattered this not very powerful sword momentum, but it was blocked by this sword momentum, but the best opportunity to assassinate the Sith Pope was lost.

"Sword of Moments!"

Zephyr Lie missed the best moment to assassinate the Sith Pope, but Li Xiaoyun, who was a little slower than him, was just in time for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the body in an instant, the sword of an instant, the true meaning of the speed of the wind realm, was interpreted to the extreme in this sword.

"Bang!"

True anger bursts.

Li Xiaoyun's sword slashed into the body of the Sith Pope without any suspense, shattering the Sith Pope's talisman true qi on the spot.

But......

That's all!

The six sword saints have a tacit understanding to this extent, and even with Kolos's surprise, they only broke the Sith Pope's protective true qi and wanted to kill him...... Unless, there is another Juggernaut hidden.

"Royal Court!"

With a low roar from Kolos, Wang Ting's figure, which had been staying out of the matter and didn't seem to be qualified to intervene in this battle at all, instantly moved.

The spiritual power that was close to the late stage of the eighth order was stimulated to the limit in an instant, and the spirit entered the sword, with the divine sword, with the qi sword, and with the sword!

The royal court, whose body was still on the patrol battleship, was like a sword light bursting out, and at this critical moment, he brazenly struck, piercing the void with a sword, and instantly killed the Sith Pope.

"Wang Ting, you have disappointed me so much!"

The Sith Pope snorted in his mouth, and the essence in his eyes was condensed, and in the case of this kind of essence and spirit condensed to the limit, a sword momentum derived from the spiritual level burst out from his eyes again, completely using the spiritual gaze as the medium, and the head-on slash towards the royal court, on the spot, the power of the true qi and the power of the realm contained in the sword edge of the royal court were smashed into pieces, and the residual power rushed into the spiritual world of the royal court unabated, in a vain attempt to form a fatal blow to his spiritual world!

At least......

It's a soul-shattering blow.

"Wang Ting, this is a sword that peeks into the threshold of sword intent!"

Mu Tianshuang's cold face on the side suddenly changed, and the next moment, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

If it is an ordinary Supreme Legendary Swordsman, or even a Sword Saint-level powerhouse whose spiritual scale has reached the seventh order, in the face of such a sword that peeps into the threshold of sword intent urged by an eighth-order peak spiritual powerhouse, even if it is not smashed, it will inevitably leave indelible damage in the spiritual world, unless he can one day crack the sword of the Sith Pope that kills the divine soul, there is 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 order of the Sith Pope, it is infinitely close to the late stage of the eighth order, compared to the Sith Pope, it is not much worse, coupled with his understanding of the spiritual world, this sword that kills the divine soul falls into his spiritual world, which is completely like a mud cow entering the sea, and it can't even cause a small range of shocks in his spiritual world.

And the sword momentum contained in that spiritual sword, although it is to smash the power and true qi of the realm contained in the Ruosheng sword of the royal court, but he is already a strong man who has completely integrated the four realms of earth, water, fire and wind, and the power of the four realms complement each other, endlessly, at the moment after the sword momentum of the Sith Pope defeated the true qi and the power of the realm above, the power of the four major realms has been condensed again, and it is not inferior to the sword of the ordinary sword saint at all, riding the wind and waves, and rushing out from the blockade of the sword momentum and sword intent, directly assassinating the Sith Pope, and instantly stabbing into his talisman true qi that has collapsed。

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

"Kill!"

"It's done!"

"Death!"

The eyes of Xi Feng Lie, Floating Sword Saint, Li Xiaoyun and others burst into ecstasy at the same time, and they couldn't help but roar loudly in their mouths, as if they had seen with their own eyes that this continent's No. 1 powerhouse was splashed with blood on the spot in front of this long-planned stunner sword.

"Bang!"

If the edge of the sword is like a bamboo, after tearing apart the Sith Pope's dispersed talisman true qi, without any suspense, it will pierce the yellow robe on the Sith Pope's body, and it will be pierced into his body.

"Buzz!"

At this most critical moment, the blade of the Ruosheng Sword that stabbed straight out and drove straight into it suddenly shook and stopped, and when it assassinated the body of the Sith Pope, it seemed to encounter an unimaginable strong resistance, and it stopped alive outside the body of the Sith Pope.

Although the huge power and sword qi contained in Ruosheng's sword rushed into the body of the Sith Pope in one fell swoop, causing him a certain amount of trauma, but there were still 108,000 miles away from disintegrating the combat power of the strongest 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 flickered in an instant, and rushed out of the encirclement of the six sword saints, and the papal robe on his body shattered in the retreat, turned into pieces of cloth, and scattered into the void, exposing a piece of soft armor that exuded a bright white light in his body.

"Holy Snow Silk Armor!"

The expressions on the faces of the many sword saints who seemed to have seen the dawn of victory just now froze at the same time. (To be continued)