Chapter 800: Too forced

Chapter 800: Too forced

"No!"

Facing this sword directly, Otsutsuki realized how powerful this sword was.

After the five-headed monsters fought against each other, they only lasted for a second before being cut off in half.

The strong wind was raging, the sword energy was overflowing, and it had supreme power. The five behemoths were instantly torn into powder and dispersed.

Time and space seemed to be torn apart, and there was a momentary pause.

The earth is as fragile as tofu, and a huge bottomless canyon crack was torn open, which is so deep that it is shocking.

tsutsuki Momoshi felt as if he had entered a sea of sword energy, and his soul was about to be torn in half.

That terrifying sword intent was like a small knife, constantly cutting his body. His defense had no effect, and blood kept splattering.

Each stab would leave indelible horrific injuries on his body.

The surrounding land is also covered with countless huge sword marks, as if the gods practiced swords here, leaving behind traces that can be called miracles.

"I...is not...willing...that I would be...defeated by...you...such a...person from the lower realm...!"

Otsutsuki Momoshiki fell heavily to the ground like a dilapidated corpse, with blood all over his body and his breath was dying, as if he would not live long.

The meridians all over his body were broken, his flesh was torn, and his chakra was completely exhausted. He was now a useless person.

There is a saying that Otsutsuki Momoshiki was not right. A hundred years later, Natsume Haru will only become stronger and stronger.

At that time, Xia Muyang wanted to seal him, and it was a matter of hands.

Of course, he is not wrong to think this way. After all, even someone as strong as the Immortal of Six Paths can still not withstand the invasion of time, and eventually he will die of old age.

But Natsume Yang is different. He has a system and has much stronger vitality than ordinary people.

After the seal was completed, a circular building appeared in the place where the seal was sealed, exuding a depressing atmosphere and being kept away from strangers.

Wow!

Natsume Yang suddenly fell to his knees, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly turned very pale.

The integration of nine swords into one is still a bit too forced for him at this stage.

Hoo!

Hoo!

Hoo!

King Natsume took a long breath, endured the weakness and pain all over his body, and stood up: "It's still too much!"

However, we can probably calm them down for a while!