Spirit of Battle Intent: Hand of the Demon God

Boom!

The standoff between the Demon Sword and that enormous fist did not last long before the giant fist was shattered.

However, when the giant fist broke apart, the Demon Sword also dimmed considerably. Clearly, it had expended a substantial amount of power as well.

Thus, when the Demon Sword attacked Wu Wei with its remaining strength, he casually waved a hand and shattered it.

Yet Wu Wei's expression remained extremely grim.

Because anyone could see that in the earlier clash of Battle Intent, the Heavenly Demon Battle Intent had actually held a slight advantage.

"Hmph, this is the Battle Intent you wanted to teach me? It's nothing special, is it?!" Wu Wei said with an ashen face.

But his words made quite a few people around them secretly curl their lips.

They were not blind. Lin Langtian's earlier attack had clearly posed an enormous threat to Wu Wei; this fellow simply refused to admit it.

Lin Langtian remained expressionless, but a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he suddenly snapped his fingers.

Boom!

The vast Heavenly Demon Battle Intent seemed to quietly begin boiling at that moment.

Then, the Heavenly Demon Battle Intent suddenly trembled, and one enormous beam of Heavenly Demon Battle Intent after another shot into the sky.

As those beams of Battle Intent gathered, Demon Swords took shape within them once again!

Each of these Demon Swords was no weaker than the previous one. Now, nearly a dozen of them had gathered together, making countless experts throughout the surrounding heavens and earth suck in a breath of cold air.

A single Demon Sword had already caught Wu Wei off guard. With nearly a dozen appearing at once, even a Sixth-grade Supreme would likely be left in an extremely sorry state!

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