Endless?
He Changkong stared blankly at that familiar back on the arena stage, his spirits thoroughly crushed.
This Chen Shan was too damn monstrous!
He was practically not human!
The sect masters who had echoed He Changkong's sentiments also wore livid expressions, their hearts stifled to the extreme.
They knew that Chen Shan had once again unleashed thirty-six Natal Flying Swords, vastly increasing the power of the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Formation. He would surely be able to defeat Bai Shenyu.
First place in this ranking tournament was now securely in the hands of the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect.
"Chen Shan is truly powerful—so powerful it drives one to despair..." Su Qingwan murmured, her feelings growing ever more complicated.
"That's just how he is. No matter what he cultivates, he's more than a hundred times stronger than anyone else!" Li Zizai said with a radiant smile.
Boom boom...
On the arena stage, the battle grew ever fiercer.
The Mountain-Suppressing Sword Formation expanded without cease, battering Bai Shenyu's sword formation into a retreat, step by step.
"Ahhh..." Bai Shenyu roared desperately, trying to seize control of the situation, but it was all in vain.
In just a few breaths' time, his sword formation was mercilessly shattered, and Bai Shenyu himself was surrounded by the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Formation so tightly that not even water could pass through.
"You've lost, Bai Shenyu," Chen Changming said calmly.
"I actually lost..." Bai Shenyu looked dazed and foolish, as though he still could not believe that someone as powerful as himself could fail.
Whoosh!
With a sweep of Chen Changming's hand, the Flying Swords filling the sky were withdrawn and vanished into his glabella.
Seeing that Bai Shenyu's Dao heart was somewhat out of control, Han Daoming hurriedly reached out with his hand, snatching Bai Shenyu to his side