Chapter 79: Wolf Howl Avalanche

Even so, Wei Tuo still didn't move, and Bai Wufang, Mo Dashan and the others beside him didn't move.

The strength of Shishilang is obvious to all, and his swordsmanship is simple, but he can kill hundreds of disciples of the Northern Alliance with his own strength, and based on this alone, they already think that they are inferior.

But they could feel that this was far from Shishiro's true strength.

They had to wait until Shishiro had all his hole cards, and then it was time for them to make a move.

The range around Shishiro is no longer enough for three people, and the sword in his hand has been greatly restricted.

And at this moment, there were also several scars from sword bayonets on Shishiro's body.

If this continues, then Shishiro's result can only be suppressed by the flow of people, either he will die under the chaotic knife, or he will be crushed to death alive.

Shishiro's end is already doomed, but it's just a matter of time.

"The flat ground thundered, and the wind turned the current......"

"The fourteen swords of Wanli Shenzhou, the first sword, thunder and wind. ”

Just when Shishilang was besieged by the Northern Alliance, it seemed that he was at the end of his rope.

Suddenly, an incomparably powerful power surged from Shijuro's body, like a thunder that exploded the heavens and the earth, like a violent wind that swept the earth, and this power could tear everything in the world apart.

This is the power to truly rely on oneself to step into the rumored innate realm.

At this moment, Shishiro is already standing on the edge of cultivation.

And this power is the sword intent that was previously condensed to the peak by Shishiro.

The moment the sword intent burst out from Shishilang's body, the hundreds of disciples of the Northern Alliance around him were affected.

The closest one was directly crushed by the sword intent on the spot, and even a complete body was not left, and the lightest one was also injured by this sword intent, and he could no longer practice martial arts in this life.

"This is the Fourteen Swords of Wanli Shenzhou, I didn't expect it to be more terrifying than I imagined!" Wei Tuo's lips trembled in the distance, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he was extremely excited at this time.

Shishiro is far more powerful than he imagined.

Killing hundreds of people with a single sword, how earth-shattering is such a power? How can people not yearn for it?

"It's not the fourteen swords of Wanli Shenzhou that are terrifying, but the fourteen langs. Mo Dashan said coldly on the side, his gaze only fluctuated strangely when it fell on Shishiro.

The strength shown by Shishiro is really surprising.

Although he was poured cold water by Mo Dashan, Wei Tuo didn't care, he admitted Fourteen Lang's horror, but in Wei Tuo's opinion, Fourteen Lang's swordsmanship attainments were separated from the Fourteen Swords of Wanli Shenzhou.

If he got the Fourteen Swords of the Ten Thousand Miles Divine Prefecture, then he believed that what Shishiro could do, he could do the same.

People are like this, only they can never see clearly.

When Shishilang killed hundreds of people with one sword, Qin Xianshi and the others eight hundred meters away also had a turbulent wave in their hearts.

This power is beyond their comprehension of force, and they will never be able to believe that a person can be so powerful unless they see it with their own eyes.

The fighting intent in Long Ye's heart has long been extinguished.

Although he was conceited, he also asked himself that he couldn't reach the height of Shijuro.

In contrast, the battle intent surging in Long Ye's heart also became extremely ridiculous.

The power displayed by Shishilang's sword was terrifying, and it also made those disciples of the Northern Alliance fearful.

But the person standing in the back will never be able to understand the feeling in the heart of the person standing in front of him.

The pace is still advancing, and the circle is starting to shrink again.

And this time, Shishiro began to take the initiative to attack.

"You are not free, and it is difficult to collect the dragon and the phoenix!"

"The fourteen swords of Wanli Shenzhou, the second sword, Feng Zhu Longxiang. ”

A sword fell, the sword intent surged, like a waterfall rushing and rushing, the momentum was extraordinary, wide open and closed, under a sword, the encirclement of the one hundred and seventy-eight family sects was split out of a small gap.

It's just that there are too many people, and this small gap is closed in less than a few breaths.

But this did not make Shishiro stop, he had condensed his sword intent before, and he was waiting for this moment.

"The drum horn reveals that the sky is cold, and the wind is shaking the sea and the mountains in autumn. ”

"The fourteen swords of Wanli Shenzhou, the third sword, the frozen mountain autumn. ”

"Fourteen Swords of Ten Thousand Miles of Shenzhou, Fourth Sword ....."

"Fifth Sword ......"

Every time Shishiro unleashed a sword, hundreds of people died under the unpredictable sword intent, and the death was tragic and terrifying.

And as Fourteen Lang gradually used the Fourteen Swords of Wanli Shenzhou, he finally surrounded the one hundred and seventy-eight family sects and cut a hole in it.

But everyone also noticed Shijuro's face and began to turn pale.

His physical strength has almost reached its limit.

If Shishilang exhausted the fourteen swords of Wanli Shenzhou, that would be when his strength was exhausted.

Many people have noticed this, and Shishiro is more aware of his state.

So at the last moment, he wanted to use his sword to kill those who stood behind the Northern Alliance.

When Shishiro used the twelfth sword, he had already stood out of the encirclement.

Looking at the direction of Shishiro's journey, Wei Tuo and the others began to panic.

At this time, although Shishilang was at the end of the crossbow, but under his domineering and weird swordsmanship, Wei Tuo and the others did not think that they were sure that they could take it.

"The hall is full of flowers and drunk 3,000 guests, and Vientiane is broken for thousands of years. ”

The thirteenth sword of Wanli Shenzhou, Vientiane three thousand, this sword, Wei Tuo and others did not dare to take it at all.

Succession, death.

Can't pick it up, they can only hide.

But under the lock of the powerful sword intent, it was more difficult for them to dodge this sword than to take it.

"Whoa~whoa~"

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on Shishiro's body, a wolf howl that resounded through the Northern Desert appeared in everyone's ears.

As the wolf howl fell, more wolf howls followed, covering the sky and making people's scalps tingle.

"Snow wolves, those damn snow wolves. ”

The owner of the Northern Desert has never been Dawei Castle, let alone the thirteenth road ringing horse in the Northern Desert, but those bloodthirsty snow wolves in the Northern Desert.

Seeing Yan Tao become so nervous, everyone realized that something was wrong.

It's just that before they could ask questions, a scene that made them panic even more ensued.

Accompanied by the howl of wolves that permeated the space, the surrounding mountains were echoing and responding, and the roar and vibration caught everyone off guard.

"Snow, avalanche...... Run. ”

No one expected that the damn wolf howl would cause an avalanche.

The people of the Northern Alliance were no longer in the mood to care about Shishiro, the avalanche caused a landslide, and like a giant beast, it opened its mouth to swallow the entire Northern Desert, in this case, everyone turned around and fled.

And when Qin Xianshi sensed that something was wrong, he had already ordered the army to retreat.

At the same time, in front of Shishilang, Wei Tuo, Mo Dashan and others also wanted to escape from this place, but Shishiro's sword hung above their heads, and they had no way to escape.

In desperation, Wei Tuo could only shout: "Everyone, fight with him, otherwise everyone will have to die here." ”

At this time, there was no need for Wei Tuo to remind him, Bai Wufang, Mo Dashan and the others had already used all their resources to resist Fourteen Lang's sword.

It's just that when Shishiro's sword fell, they all knew that they were wrong, and they were ridiculously wrong.

Shishiro's sword, no one can catch it at all.

"Poof!"

Under a sword, together with Wei Tuo, thirteen first-class masters in the world all died.