Chapter 93 Wang Beichen's Victory

Facing the attack, the Sword Emperor projection was as steady as a mountain, and he raised his right hand lightly.

Then, a supreme sword intent enveloped him.

The moment Wang Beichen's hundreds of flying swords touched the sword intent, they made a sword cry.

Clang!

Wang Beichen's flying swords were completely out of his control, and all the swords began to crack.

Seeing this, Wang Beichen summoned ten flying swords again, and then used the flying swords as pedals and jumped into the air.

His natural skill can make flying swords with different attributes and store them in his own sword treasure house.

His talent can even capture souls and implant them into the flying swords he made.

The flying swords implanted with souls can have special abilities.

The hundreds of flying swords just now all sealed the souls of strange beasts.

So when his flying swords were shattered, hundreds of strange beast souls would be released.

Looking at the hundreds of strange beast souls appearing around, the Sword Emperor projection was not panicked at all.

He waved his right hand again, and an ancient sword appeared in his hand.

Then, he swung the sword and slashed.

All the souls of the alien beasts in the front were shattered.

The sword of the Sword Emperor projection was very stable. Even if it was trapped in the encirclement of the alien beast souls, it could ruthlessly and quickly end their souls.

After clearing the alien beast souls within two meters around, the Sword Emperor projection's breath was turbulent. He stared at Wang Beichen in the air and suddenly exerted force with his legs.

He actually flew directly into the air!

Wang Beichen's face changed drastically when he saw this.

He quickly jumped up and successfully avoided the opponent's attack.

After the attack failed, the Sword Emperor projection directly sacrificed his sword, and then stabbed Wang Beichen with the sword.

The sword of the Sword Emperor projection was very fast.

Facing the flying sword, Wang Beichen was not afraid at all. He summoned dozens of flying swords again.

Then he controlled the flying sword and condensed a barrier in front of him, steadily blocking the attack of the Sword Emperor projection.

After the Sword Emperor projection landed, it was once again besieged by the souls of the alien beasts.

Wang Beichen in the air looked at the Sword Emperor projection that was buried by the soul of the alien beast again, and his eyes showed a strong fear.

Through the battle just now, he judged that the Sword Emperor projection in the second stage also lacked the means of long-range attack.

Theoretically speaking, this is Wang Beichen's advantage!

After confirming his advantage, Wang Beichen directly decided on the next battle plan.

He summoned a strange flying sword with wings.

In this sword, the soul of a third-level peak flying alien beast was sealed.

Wang Beichen held the sword and rose to a higher place.

He wanted to expand his advantage and not give the opponent any chance to get close to him!

Arriving in the higher sky, Wang Beichen summoned two light blue flying swords again.

This kind of sword sealed a special alien beast soul.

It has only one function, that is to replenish mental power.

Wang Beichen's talent can reduce the consumption of controlling the flying sword, but the battle with the Sword Emperor projection in the first stage also consumed a lot of his mental power.

He must replenish it because he is going to use a killer move!

As the spiritual power was replenished, the space behind Wang Beichen began to ripple.

Flying swords continued to appear behind him.

As the number of flying swords increased, Wang Beichen's momentum continued to rise.

Five hundred.

Eight hundred.

One thousand.

Finally, the number reached a terrifying three thousand! ! !

Three thousand flying swords stood behind Wang Beichen.

At this time, he was like a proud peacock, wantonly spreading its feathers to show its power to the world!

"Three thousand peacock feathers!"

As Wang Beichen's voice fell, three thousand flying swords emitted a golden halo and then shot downwards.

These flying swords have only one target.

The projection of the Sword Emperor surrounded by the souls of strange beasts!

The flying swords kept stabbing at the projection of the Sword Emperor like a rainstorm.

Facing the attack, the projection of the Sword Emperor summoned the sword intent barrier again, trying to repeat the old trick.

The surrounding strange beast souls seized the opportunity and pounced directly on the projection of the Sword Emperor.

Under the massive attack, the powerful sword intent barrier was finally shattered.

Seeing that the claws and flying swords were about to fall on him, the projection of the Sword Emperor clenched the sword in his hand and swung it very quickly.

The collision between the swords made the whole space ring with the fierce sound of weapons colliding.

However, no matter how strong the projection of the Sword Emperor was, he was only at the Bone Forging Realm.

Skills and combat experience could not completely make up for the gap in strength.

The sword of the projection of the Sword Emperor finally revealed a flaw.

Under the high-frequency attack, there were always a few flying swords among the three thousand flying swords that caused damage to the projection of the Sword Emperor.

The blood bar of the projection of the Sword Emperor was also gradually decreasing.

Seeing this, Wang Beichen was delighted, and he condensed a black flying sword again.

In this sword, a third-level peak dark tiger soul was sealed.

This was the soul of the exotic beast that his father personally hunted for him.

This sword, among all his current swords, can also be called the bottom of the box.

He controlled the black flying sword and hid it among the three thousand flying swords.

Then he seized the opportunity and directly stabbed the body of the projection of the Sword Emperor.

The moment the black flying sword pierced the Sword Emperor's projection, the golden light appeared again, and then enveloped the Sword Emperor's projection.

The appearance of the golden light means that the Sword Emperor's projection's health has dropped to 60%.

This also symbolizes that the Sword Emperor's projection has entered the third stage!

It also announced the challenger's victory!

Wang Beichen in the air was so excited that his body was shaking.

"I did it, I did it!!!"

"Grandpa, I did it!!!!"

"I defeated the projection of the ancestor!!!"

Although his face turned pale due to the massive consumption of mental power.

But the joy in his heart at this moment could not be expressed in words.

Relieved!

During this period, he was too scared, really too scared.

He was afraid that Yunjiu would crush him, afraid of the gossip in the family, afraid of the disappointed eyes of his family, and even more afraid that his myth would be shattered.

Now, even if Yunjiu defeated him, as long as he was not crushed, he could give everyone an explanation.

Because he was still young, he was only 13 years old.

As long as he was not crushed, no one would blame him, and the family would not be disappointed in him!

His myth still exists!

Wang Beichen controlled the flying sword to slowly fall, then sat cross-legged and adjusted it on the spot.

His ability just restrained the ancestor, and his sword was made and stored before the college entrance examination.

So, his victory would look so simple.

Through the battle, he now knows how terrible the ancestor is better than any candidate.

In the Bone Forging Realm, facing hundreds of beast souls, he could still resist nearly a thousand flying swords.

This sword skill is too terrible!

However, the stronger the ancestor projection is, the happier it is for him.

Because he has succeeded in the challenge, even Yunjiu, facing such an ancestor projection, can't win so easily!

For this battle, the family hunted more than 20,000 beast souls for him.

It took him a month to seal these beast souls in the flying sword.

Looking at the Sword Emperor projection wrapped in golden light, Wang Beichen chose to continue the challenge.

He wanted to try his limit, and he still had strength to spare.

What if he could succeed?