"Hm? This guy summoned another blood-colored natal flying sword?"
The moment Chen Changming saw Hao Qianshan's second flying sword, his expression changed slightly.
He knew that if the two flying swords launched an assault on him, even if he could block them by using the later forms of his sword art, his stamina would quickly be drained dry.
"Going all out!"
Without hesitation, Chen Changming unleashed the ninth form of the Slaughter Demon Sword Art—
Annihilate Myriad Spirits!
Terrifying sword light, bearing the might of heaven itself, surged into the sky.
The tidal waves of sword light surrounding Hao Qianshan's first natal flying sword vanished like melting ice and snow the moment they met Annihilate Myriad Spirits.
Gripping the Slaughter Demon Sword, Chen Changming forcefully struck that natal flying sword.
Boom!
A deafening blast shook heaven and earth.
The terrifying power carried by the Slaughter Demon Sword instantly inflicted severe damage upon Hao Qianshan's natal flying sword, web-like cracks spreading across its surface.
The next moment—
The flying sword exploded into pieces!
With a single strike, Chen Changming had shattered Hao Qianshan's top-grade spirit treasure-level natal flying sword!
Pfft!
Hao Qianshan, who had just summoned his second blood-colored flying sword, never could have imagined that Chen Changming, who had been at a disadvantage moments before, would suddenly unleash such a terrifying strike!
That strike had shattered his first natal flying sword.
His consciousness suffered a heavy blow. His body trembled, and threads of blood flowed from all seven orifices.
Strike while he was sick—take his life!
This was precisely the moment Chen Changming had been waiting for. After shattering the first natal flying sword, he teleported directly before Hao Qianshan.
Annihilate Myriad Spirits!
Once again, he unleashed the strongest move of the Slaughter Demon Sword Art!
Boom!
This strike crashed