Wherever he passed, there were still figures flying around, no one was spared, and no one was invincible.

When the lightsaber returned to his hand, more than a thousand people present were all injured and fell to the ground. No one was spared.

Everyone gnashed their teeth and was extremely unconvinced.

It's just a white light that looks light and fluttering. Even if it is solidified, it is not a real long sword. How could it not be blocked?

But when I actually encountered it, I realized that the long sword transformed by white light was as heavy as a stone, pressing down like a mountain, with no resistance.

Under such vast power, even the most exquisite moves are useless.

This is the so-called one force to defeat ten groups, using strength to defeat cleverness.

Fa Kong sheathed his sword and smiled.

Monk Yuande and Hu Houqing also stopped, stood next to Fakong, and looked at the lightsaber curiously.

Fa Kong smiled and handed the lightsaber in his hand to Monk Yuande.

He took it with interest, and it was as light as nothing in his hand. It was lighter than cotton. If he closed his eyes, he would not feel its existence.

He shook it and handed it to Hu Houqing.

Hu Houqing took it, held the hilt of the sword and waved it twice, then stretched out his left palm and struck the palm of his left hand with the sword.

The lightsaber passed through the left palm without any hindrance.

This is indeed a ray of light, not an actual sword.

"This..." He looked at Fa Kong in confusion.

This kind of light doesn't feel strange when it touches the body. How come it is so powerful when it is in Fakong's hands?

A ball of light lit up in Fakong's right palm, then expanded, and finally turned into a long sword, which was no different from the long sword in Hu Houqing's hand.

Fakong glanced at the people who were standing up slowly, with unconvinced faces, shook his head and said: "You are still far away, come again!"

He threw it again, and the lightsaber turned into a white light and shot out.

This time, everyone dodged to prevent the white light from touching them, otherwise they would fly out.

But they could avoid the first white light, but they couldn't avoid the second white light.

The long sword in Hu Houqing's hand also turned into a white light and shot out.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Ahhhh..."

Muffled sounds and screams sounded continuously, and they fell to the ground again, their faces twisted in pain.

Fakong looked at them with a smile.

He could feel the confidence coming to him.

As expected, people in the martial arts still fear power rather than virtue. If they want to believe in themselves, strength is the foundation, followed by Buddhism.

Two white lights suddenly collided in the air and condensed into a white light. The white light became brighter and dazzling.

The combination of the two white lights is faster and more powerful.

Originally, being hit by it would fly one meter, but now it will fly two meters, the damage will be doubled, and the recovery will be slower.

Fakong retracted the light sword and slowly penetrated it into the palm of his hand. He looked down at the people who fell on the ground and said calmly: "Your previous cooperation was only mediocre. It is far from being able to block my sword. What?
Chapter completed!