Unstoppable Momentum
But just because he couldn't catch up didn't mean he couldn't do anything to the fatty.
Sword intent surged in Bi Fan's eyes. The Taiyi Sword in his hand hummed and trembled as his sword force reached perfection and pointed straight at the fatty.
Heaven-Opening Sword!
Boom!
The sword force swept through the air and shot toward the fatty at an unbelievable speed. Beneath its power, it seemed as if the surrounding space had frozen, with only ripples spreading through the air as the sword force passed.
As the fatty fled for his life, he sensed an extremely dangerous fluctuation coming from behind. He turned instinctively and saw a silver sword ray tear through space, shooting toward him at an unbelievable speed. Wherever it passed, it left a crack in its wake.
The fatty's pupils shrank sharply. From that sword ray, fast as a shooting star, he sensed the breath of death.
He couldn't block this strike! He couldn't escape it, either! That was his first thought.
"Damn it! How can his power be so strong?!"
Shouting, the fatty waved his hand. A suit of armor etched with grayish-white patterns appeared on his body, encasing him from head to toe.
Even after putting on the armor with gray patterns, he didn't stop. Another suit of azure spirit armor fitted snugly over it, then a remarkably supple beast-hide battle suit covered that...
Layer upon layer, he kept piling them on until he had put on more than thirty layers. He completed it all in the space of a single breath.
By now, the silver sword ray was less than a thousand zhang away.
A thousand zhang might have seemed like a long distance, but at the sword ray's speed, it would take only two breaths to reach him.
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