Those strands of killing intent surged skyward, and seven blood blades manifested in an instant. Each blood blade was a hundred zhang long, resembling a massive, blood-red sickle and radiating an unparalleled, baleful aura!
Hmm? Qin Feiyang frowned. These seven blood blades have indeed grown significantly larger, but their aura isn't much different than before. What on earth is Mo Wushen up to?
"Seven Kills Technique, Seven Kills Unite!"
But at this moment, with Mo Wushen's icy declaration, the seven blood blades roared and astonishingly merged!
CLANG!
The next moment, a blood blade, now over a thousand zhang long, burst into existence! It resembled a blood moon, hanging high in the sky, unleashing an aura of world-ending destruction!
