Chapter 1632: One hundred thousand flying sword

Dong Wutian was wounded, the golden armor on his chest split, and a very precious defensive weapon was half-worn.
There was also a crack in the purple gold hammer in his hand, and the inside suffered very serious damage, and it was almost half-waste.
Dong Wutian, who originally thought he could crush everything, really fell into a big somersault at this time and was very embarrassed.
"Big Devil! Damn you!!" Dong Wutian roared, he was extremely angry.
His generation of strong foundation builders was so embarrassed by a little cultivator, Dong Wutian felt a burning pain on his face.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Dong Wutian said three good words, his eyes were cold to the extreme, and he looked at the big devil.
At this moment, Li Tian stood on a boulder, his face flushed, and he kept breathing.
His right arm was numb, very painful, and soft and without any strength.
He didn't feel happy because he exploded the two artifacts of Dong Wutian, but he felt extremely heavy.
With this powerful blow, he still didn't defeat Dong Wutian, and even the opponent didn't break any skin, just a little embarrassed.
And the illusory Daotai in his body is getting bleak, no longer stable, and it will definitely not last long.
Moreover, the remaining spiritual power and state were not enough for him to punch that strong punch.
"Only a little bit, you can be promoted to the foundation..." Li Tian's eyes are thick and unwilling. If he is promoted to the foundation construction strong, and then blasts that punch, it is definitely another result.
Unfortunately, he has no chance now.
Dong Wutian was already in a state of furious anger. He had no reservations at this moment, and he brazenly shot, raised the funeral sword in his hand and threw it over.
At the same time, he raised his hands and shot out an invisible force, directly imprisoning Li Tian.
puff!
The funeral sword pierced Li Tian's chest directly, setting him on the stone.
Very cruel and merciless.
Blood spurted out, and there was tingling pain all over his body, but Li Tian still didn't lower his head, looking coldly at Dong Wutian in the sky.
"Yes, very arrogant." Dong Wutian clapped the dust on his hands, and the killing intent in his eyes had already turned into substance.
He felt that playing with the big devil was enough now, and it was time for the end.
"Unfortunately, you are still very weak. Today, you will die here. Your path to genius has been completely cut off."
"Very weak? If another year passes, it will be you, not me, lying on the ground."
Li Tian's words punish the heart, making De Dong Wutian furious again.
He raised his hand to kill Li Tian!
"Senior Li!" At this moment, Xu Ying moved, and a black metal ball hit Dong Wutian, which contained fluctuations that made the half-step foundation-building strong all feel palpitated.
"Small bugs." Dong Wutian sneered, grabbing the black ball and wrapping it with strong spiritual power, causing the black ball to burst instantly.
And the storm generated after the explosion had no impact on Dong Wutian.
"Too weak."
"With you, do you want to stop me from killing the Devil?" Dong Wutian glanced at Xu Ying, his eyes suddenly bright.
He didn't expect that Beijian Immortal Gate would have such a superb beauty.
"This little beauty, I want it today, Big Devil, he should have a relationship with you." Dong Wutian said with a faint smile. The more upset Li Tian is, the happier he is.
But he was disappointed. Li Tian still looked at him coldly, as if he was born with only such an expression.
call out!
Suddenly, another flying sword rushed forward, and Dong Wutian waved his hand and directly shot it into flight.
Shoo!
Flying swords rushed in continuously, Dong Wutian was bored, directly propped up a light curtain, making all the flying swords stagnate in the air.
"Big Devil, there is no way to save you."
At this moment, the Eight Realms led the three foundation-building powerhouses and Taishang elders, and the Qingxuan Taoists were also dragged. The battlefield over there was earth-shattering, and the murderous intent was ups and downs, and there was no way to come and rescue Li Tian.
"kill!"
Bei Ying roared, this was the first time he felt despair since he practiced.
The remnant sword at the center of his brow glowed and rushed towards Dong Wutian at this moment, but it was still blocked by the light curtain.
"kill!"
More disciples of the North Sword Immortal Clan offered flying swords, spreading the flying swords all over the sky, making a long roar, and attacking Dong Wutian.
"Protect Brother Li! He is not fighting alone!" a disciple shouted!
Seeing Li Tian's appearance, the disciples of the North Sword Immortal Sect were already crazy, and they used all their strength to sacrifice the flying sword, and whizzed away with the sword intent.
A disciple's sword intent is very small, but the sword intent of one hundred thousand disciples, at this moment, shows signs of cohesion!
"kill!"
"Protect our sect!"
Those screams, with terrible anger, resounded loudly.
Regardless of the true biography of the North Sword Fairy Sect or the outer disciple of the inner disciple, at this moment, all are angry, hysterical and crazy! ! !
Crazy sword and killing intent! !
Dong Wutian suddenly raised his head, and a shocking light flashed in his eyes. One hundred thousand flying swords, densely packed like a rain of swords, rushed over, even those who built the foundation, did not dare to underestimate it!
"Elder Supreme, help me!" Dong Wutian said. If he blocks these hundred thousand flying swords alone, it will cost a lot of money!
This is the sword intent of all the disciples of the North Sword Immortal Clan!
Upon seeing the scene, the real person Badao took a huge handprint, dragged Zao Wou-ki, and then flashed back to Dong Wutian.
The battle over there was very easy. The Eight Realms could feel that Zao Wou-ki was doing nothing. He felt that Zao Wou-ki was defending himself and gave up the big devil.
Otherwise, seeing the sect disciples being ravaged, still so old and comfortable?
Seeing the 100,000 flying swords whizzing, the face of the Eight Realms was also very solemn.
It was not that 100,000 Feijian could not stop it, but he himself was thinking, if their host immortal gate encounters such a disaster, will their host immortal disciple come forward?
"The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea!"
The Eight Realms snorted coldly, directly raised their hands, and struck out one by one, but in an instant, they shot out the Eight Light Groups.
Those eight light groups, turned into phantoms, turned out to be immortals in myths and legends.
"defense!"
Each of the eight immortals had their appearance, emitting a strong white light, holding up a light curtain, and began to block the hundred thousand flying swords!
"Tian Yuan Shield!" Dong Wutian opened his mouth and spit out a powerful magic weapon that had been nurtured with his own blood. A huge black shield turned out to be in front of the hundred thousand flying swords.
铿铿铿...
Countless flying swords rushed in, and any one half step of building a foundation would have to flee, but they were firmly blocked by the defense composed of two large foundations.
Especially the magical powers of the Eight Realms and Eight Immortals who crossed the sea unexpectedly caused those flying swords to freeze in the air.