CHAPTER 356: CHAPTER 243: ULTIMATE MOVE, FIVE ELEMENTS TEN THOUSAND SWORDS FORMULAS

Big Move, Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords Formulas

Flame Rise.

A sword with flames surged into sight.

Shuiman!

Another flying sword silently spread water aura.

Sword Student.

Sword light wantonly washed over, each gleam manifesting a sword shape.

Earth Extension.

Wood Spirit!

Small Knife hadn’t seen it clearly yet when five-colored radiance flashed from the five leading flying swords.

Unnoticed when, five swords had already occupied five positions in formation.

"Secret Technique Killing Move? Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords Formulas?"

As an Outer Disciple, Small Knife knew much about the Five Elements Sword Control Sect’s Secret Technique Manual; he wasn’t a novice.

Isn’t this move something only Core Disciples can possibly master?

Furthermore, most Core Disciples cannot control it.

If one masters this Battle Array Secret Technique, one’s cultivation level becomes insignificant, making them directly a Core Disciple.

Yet this Inner Sect Disciple executed it?

"Small Knife was astonished! And filled with intense disbelief.

If done, it must be a Core Disciple then?

His thoughts shifted, he understood, they must be using Magic Treasure Level flying swords, not their true skill.

Instantly, his vision was filled with a sky of five-colored radiance sweeping the world.

Five Elements transformed with each sword light strike, surely provoking five successive Five Elements Sword Qi attacks.

In an instant.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, an intense sense of crisis suffused the world, leaving Small Knife with nowhere to evade.

But it lasted only three seconds.

Five-colored radiance vanished, as if it had never appeared.

Small Knife’s hair stood up still; even with Golden Bell Body Protection, he felt on the brink of death, cold sweat involuntarily dripping down.

The five flying swords stopped mid-air with dimmed luster.

In a flash, man and sword separated.

The five people swayed on their flying swords, their faces pale.

Even the Magic Treasure Level flying swords lustered dimly.

However, five Outer Sect elite disciples already arrived, supporting them, feeding them Spirit Medicine, and guarding them as they landed.

"Lacking Daoist Soldier Grand Array support, it’s burdensome indeed," the leading Inner Sect disciple muttered weakly.

Not his first performance, yet the shortest duration and heaviest aftereffects.

He felt pain for this strike, as even the Magic Treasure Level flying swords got damaged, and their skills couldn’t repair them.

Small Knife instinctively looked over.

In his field of vision, strewn with corpses, the earth bore deep marks from sword light cuts, as if the entire world in view suffered devastation.

According to the data, Small Knife understood, this shouldn’t exist, clearly wasting a lot of energy, strength not fully utilized on the edge.

Evidence that the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords Formulas execution barely reached novice level, duration too short.

Yet the effect, over ten thousand goblins were exterminated, the lowest being Hundred-level First Realm, comparable to Qi Cultivation Stage, yet over ninety percent perished.

The massive number of goblins, most bodies fading, scattered wooden boxes forming in succession.

Survivors existed but no Level 100 goblin warriors, all at least Level 200 goblin warriors.

Almost every survivor severely injured, bearing numerous sword wounds.

Some intact, clearly players.

Players naturally had more methods.

They appeared terrified, unable to believe what unfolded.

If not for the dispersed attack, they’d also be dead.

Not on the same level at all.

But! This shouldn’t be.

How could such a powerful attack exist? And an area attack?

World restrictions, invaders at most Foundation Establishment of the Second Realm here, many at this level unable to advance.

Yet on equal footing, the opponents’ single strike effect? Leaving many goblin players in disbelief, dread, feeling unable to contend.

Despite their lack of preparation, the result terrified them too much.

They believed even if the world level rose, and they broke through to the Third Realm, annihilating a foe thousands of times their number in one strike was impossible.

"This is a Life-Sacrificing Strike, definitely using a special treasure." A goblin player suddenly shouted.

This one clearly had high reputation, and at his shout, everyone’s spirits lifted.

Other players saw the mighty enemy’s weakened state, regaining some confidence.

Such a terrifying attack indeed had a cost.

The shouting player stood, unharmed.

His body naturally swelled, reaching over five meters tall, emanating golden light, resembling a golden figure.

"The Great Chieftain acts, Golden Goblin! This realm’s overlord, commanding a million soldiers," goblin players looked with envy, regaining their fighting spirit.

Golden Goblin issued orders and tasks; goblin warriors, braves, and sacrificial priests from distant tribes already headed their way.

The numbers reached a million.

He led without hesitation.

Small Knife, initially not noticing this player, now saw his level skyrocketed, reaching Level 300, essentially Third Realm Purple Mansion Level.

The world restriction kept them here; other small worlds shouldn’t have entities like the Five Elements Sword Control Sect, so they’ve unified, reaching Level 300 then.

Small Knife, after all Master of the World, took a close look.