But the faintly sharp power of these swords made the two of them break out in cold sweat.

It was a terrifying killing move that could seriously injure them or even kill them.

Ding ding ding ding ding!!!

A crisp metallic sound sounded.

Under Mu Cang's control, these sword energies gathered quickly and began to accumulate and condense.

After a while, it was condensed and shaped into two handles about one foot long, and the overall look was as beautiful as the starry curtain in the night sky.

Mu Cang slowly put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "This sword energy is called [One Chi Galaxy]. It is formed by superimposing and condensing three thousand Tianhe sword energy for my master."

Wang Nanxun and Song Di looked at the extremely beautiful Yichi Galaxy in front of them, but also full of endless murderous intent, and couldn't help but marvel.

"Damn, he's so handsome!"

Song Di opened her eyes in admiration.

"I have also heard that Tianhe Sword Qi is difficult to cultivate and survive. But Master, you spent so much sword Qi to condense this technique and gave it to your disciple. You yourself..."

Wang Nanxun doubted.

"No problem."

Mu Cang waved his sleeves and robe, and Feng Qingyun said calmly, "I can gather fifty thousand sword energy in one night, which is more than I can use up.

Even tricks of this level are of little use to me now."

"Hiss~"

The two apprentices were shocked and gasped.

In fact, since the realm has skyrocketed continuously, the power and reserves of Mu Cang's condensed sword energy have also increased, and they have grown along with it.

Not only the Tianhe Sword Qi, but also the thunder in his palm, he can condense 50,000 of them in a thunderstorm night.

However, it may be that the body weight of these two secret techniques has been completely cultivated by Mu Cang, so the power and reserves cannot be increased.

As a result, it became useless.

No more gossip.
Chapter completed!