But facing this endless Sword Shadow, it was like stabbing at cotton—he couldn't exert any force at all.
Moreover, a peculiar power within it was grinding away at his killing weapon, like a dull blade scraping against bone!
In an instant.
He felt as if he were being choked by the hand of heaven itself, completely unable to break free.
At the same time.
It was as if countless invisible sharp swords were severing his connection to the future, his True Form being worn away bit by bit!
A fatal sense of crisis suddenly washed over him.
"No! I clearly blocked the Immortal Emperor's Law just now! My Law… condense! Condense for me!"
Ye Bufan roared as his vital energy and blood burned furiously, suffused with a destructive killing intent.
However.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the imprisoning net of swords.
His Immortal Technique seemed to be completely crushed!
Just as he was about to be annihilated in both body and soul…
BUZZ!
