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Chapter 1846

Chapter 1846

"Do you think they can understand, or can they help you deal with me?" Zhao Ding looked disdainful, and the golden sword in his hand flowed and dived down.

"They really have spirits, but you're too ignorant."

Qin Cheng took a deep breath, and the sword-shaped traces on his eyebrows lit up again.

He raised his arms, and thousands of flying swords around him trembled slightly, flew out of the soil, and rose up.

The light flowed above them, surrounding Qincheng, flying and jumping, as if thousands of fireflies were lit, and the scene was extremely shocking.

"kill!"

Qin Cheng shouted softly, and two red and blue flying swords flew out beside him. They were like generals, guiding thousands of rays of light and rushed towards Zhao Ding.

For a moment, the sword roared and the light shone everywhere.

Led by the Fire Dragon and Xuanbing swords, these flying swords rolled back like sword rain and soared into the sky. The sword light, which was like a storm, swept the earth-shaking breath and rushed towards Zhao Ding.

In terms of power, it is not even inferior to the tenth slash of Zhou Tian that Qincheng used before.

Zhao Ding's heart thumped, his smile stopped at this moment, his face was solemn and he shouted loudly.

The starry aura burst out, and the long sword continued to slash, killing a large number of sword lights.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wherever the golden sword light passed, the sword rain composed of the useless swords were shattered and broken.

They were already fragile after a battle, and they could not resist Zhao Ding's offensive.

However, there are too many waste swords, just like a brave man who is fearless and continues to fight. Even if he is shattered by the golden light, even if he falls and turns into residue, he still moves forward towards Zhao Ding.

The sky was filled with thousands of flowing lights, and the sword energy was traversing ten miles away. The turbulence of light and the collision of spiritual energy shocked the world.

Many warriors also arrived here at this time.

When they saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked and gasped.

Among them, there are sword cultivators with high cultivation level, and they can see the clues. Qin Cheng showed his understanding of swordsmanship at this time, which completely reached a terrifying level. At the same time, when he controlled thousands of swords, even if most of them were useless swords, this required extremely strong control. Only the top sword cultivators in the world could do it.

Qin Cheng is just the age of a genius, and he is already so amazing.

Similarly, the strength displayed by Zhao Ding on the opposite side of Qin City is even more terrifying. The sword energy comes out and hundreds of flying swords are shattered. Such a battle is no longer a genius, but a showdown between first-class strong men in the entire cultivation world.

Qin Cheng was still sitting cross-legged in the sword tomb. At this time, he had no idea about it even putting his mind on this sword blade storm.

His face was solemn, with golden feathers floating in front of him, and the radiance of dreamy stars was constantly pouring into it.

Qin Cheng also knew that this sword blade storm could not kill Zhao Ding, so he could only block it slightly.

After all these flying swords fell, Zhao Ding would continue to chase him.

The only thing that can bring a turning point is this golden feather.

The most top treasure in the core area will not be mediocre.

The star lights between the eyebrows were constantly weakening and shattering, and all these hard-won starry auras poured into the golden feathers.

Qin Cheng's eyes were determined, without any reluctance. Stars disappeared in his eyebrows, and soon all five of his stars disappeared.

"What is Qin Cheng doing? Releasing the starry aura in this way will consume all his last power."

Chapter completed!
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