Thinking of this, Su Yun urged Xuanli to control the split sword and bombarded the sword crazily.

one time!

Two moves!

Three strokes!

Every time it is activated, it consumes a large amount of Su Yun's spiritual aura. There are more than 600 swords here, and each one requires a lot of mysterious power to control it.

Gradually, Su Yun felt powerless and began to breathe, but Ku Jinming was not relaxed either. His face turned red and he wanted to break free from the suppression of the Zijian, but these Zijians were as if they were stuck to him and were extremely difficult to get rid of.

At this time, the limit is the limit. Whoever lets go will lose.

Su Yun gritted his teeth and tried his best to urge the sword to bombard him, without any intention of stopping. The spiritual energy surged in his spiritual eyes, his qi and veins vibrated, and he vented his mysterious power wildly.

Slowly, Ku Jinming also gasped heavily, and the true aura surrounding him also trembled gently, feeling that he was about to collapse.

As Su Yun expected, the non-destructive golden body of Ku Jinming was achieved only by relying on the blessing of the breath.
Chapter completed!