602: C602 Sword Cut Fist Power

C602 Sword Cut Fist Power

The black fist wind whistled as it approached, as if it was going to swallow Chu Hee and the other two.

Facing such powerful fist force, Chu Hee's expression did not change much. After all, this was not the first time he had come into contact with such a fist wind.

As a once-powerful Ancestor, this kind of power couldn't even withstand a single blow from him. If it wasn't for the fact that his strength had plummeted greatly and he resumed his cultivation, coupled with the fact that the Spiritual Force s within the Mortal Realm were extremely thin now, Chu Hee would have already stopped being courteous to them and delayed them for such a long time.

When they were fighting, Chu Hee had already realized that something like this could have happened between them, so he didn't stop. His expression did not change, and he similarly took a slow step forward. The Spiritual Force on his palm had already rippled outwards, quickly entering his palm and injecting the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword's symbol into it.

Under such circumstances, his strength had yet to recover to its most powerful state. He was about the same strength as Wei Dong. Now that Wei Dong had joined hands with the three of them to kill him, even if he said he didn't use his strongest move, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take it.

After all, this was a life and death battle between the two of them, and if he was any bit weaker, he believed that it wouldn't be long before he would become a corpse under the attacks of the Strength of Thunder.

Chu Hee had fought in tens of thousands of battles in the Heaven Realm, so he naturally understood this situation. In his current situation, he was already at a disadvantage and couldn't fall behind. Otherwise, if he fell under the wind, he would attract attacks from them like a torrential rain, making it impossible for them to stop.

"Young Master, we'll help you!"

Xiaojian had always been by Chu Hee's side. Now that he saw Chu Hee's actions, he naturally understood Chu Hee's intentions. As a result, his palm moved and the silver Spiritual Force danced. It moved along his palm and with a flick of her finger, it was quickly injected into Chu Hee's back.

Chu Hee could clearly feel that Xiaojian's Spiritual Force could also be quickly absorbed and used by him. These powers were like his own arms, without any discomfort. However, he couldn't gather his strength into his Dantian, forming his own true strength.

However, this situation was already very surprising to Chu Hee.

Earlier on, even though he had thought of letting Xiaojian and the others join hands with him by infusing their strength into his body. However, they were originally weak. In the face of such a powerful enemy, just self-preservation was enough for Chu Hee to be content.

There was no hesitation or reservation between the two sides. They already understood that this was the final life and death juncture. If there were any reservations, then those who failed in the end would die as if they were themselves.

As a result, in the air above the Chu Family Villa, a black and gold color coiled around each of them, occupying half of the sky.

Under the channeling of Chu Hee's power, the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword that was originally hidden in his palm slowly floated out and turned into substance.

A cold chill shot out. The cold light was like sharp blades that could burst out at any time, turning into deadly weapons.

No one had any reservations about such a situation.

The stalemate seemed to last for a very long time, but the truth was that this kind of power did not stop for long.

A moment later, a powerful force rushed out. The 30,000-meter sword that was glowing with a cold light turned into a ray of light, emitting a dense, resplendent light. It quickly shot out, whistling through the air, towards Wei Dong's vitals.

Right now, the battle had already turned into a showdown between the two of them. No matter which one of them had the upper hand, they would become the final victor. As long as he could kill his opponent, he would obtain the final victory.

"Humph!" Do you really think this old man is a soft persimmon? "

Wei Dong naturally figured out Chu Hee's intention. With a cold snort, he waved his fist, which unexpectedly carried a hard sensation similar to black iron, and ruthlessly swung it towards the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword.

Sssii! *

In mid-air, the moment the two types of forces collided, countless bright sparks instantly exploded out. Under their collisions, sparks were emitted like that of steel colliding, and the sound was also extremely crisp and clear.

Obviously, this was a dangerous fight.

On the blade that was flickering with a cold light, there were also many Strength of Thunder s wandering around. They were like bugs as they quickly moved and charged into the black shadow of the fist.

No one stopped. The two forces became more and more obvious after the stalemate was over.

Chu Hee could clearly feel that the power in his body had been drained by some powerful force. That power was extremely taxing and even he couldn't sustain it for too long.

Even Xiaojian and Chu Shan, who had helped him with the Spiritual Force, felt as if they were stuck in a trap and were unable to leave. Those Spiritual Force s would be injected into his meridians into the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword, and every type of Spiritual Force would be injected into the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword, causing it to activate, and release a bit of Strength of Thunder.

This kind of attack and destructive power was obviously extremely powerful. At least in this kind of stalemate, the shadow of the fist gradually weakened from its original strength.

For a moment, the two of them were in a deadlock. The black and golden lights formed a barrier in mid-air.1

However, this kind of stalemate could not continue forever. In merely an instant, the sharp sword beam directly cut a hole through the black coloured fist shadows.

A sword light flashed as the edge of the sword gave off an extremely sharp feeling. It destroyed the last of the fist shadows like a hot knife through butter.

The black light also dissipated under this impact, revealing the figure that was enveloped by the black light. Under such might, even the Profound Thunder Lofty Sword seemed to have exhausted all of its energy. The gigantic sword quickly became smaller and smaller, turning into a three foot long Longsword, slowly revealing itself.

Obviously, under the impact of such power, the consumption of each other's energy was extremely great. It was not the same situation as before. It was as if none of them had the upper hand, and it was more like both sides had suffered heavy losses.

Chu Hee's expression didn't change much. His gaze stopped on the other party's body, as if he was trying to find out what kind of state the other party was in.

The previous sword strike had almost used up all of his Spiritual Force. But now, everything in his body seemed to have been hollowed out. Although the sword slashes the fist shadows, the outcome was not clear!

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