Chapter 1637 - 1633 Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon
Shen Luo saw that all the flying swords were about to be taken and suppressed by the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower, when suddenly, a slender golden light shot out from his sleeve and struck the towering tower in midair with unsurpassed swiftness.
"Treasure Coin..." Yan Lie muttered in a low voice.
Almost instantly, the brilliance of the Qiankun Xuanhuo Tower dimmed, the Xuanhuo Black Dragon emerging from its base quickly retracted, and the tower itself shrank at high speed, returning to a height of about one foot before falling from midair.
The eleven Pure-Yang Flying Swords regained their freedom and once again charged towards Yan Lie.
Knowing that the Dustless Fan could not withstand the Pure-Yang Flying Swords, Yan Lie had no choice but to summon the Azure Sky Ink Stone. However, he hesitated, worrying it would be knocked down by the Treasure Coin again, losing the initiative in that moment of hesitation.
By the time he raised the Azure Sky Ink Stone to form a small mountain in front of him, a figure had already passed beneath the ink platform and arrived in front of him.
Shen Luo leaped into the air, his Profound Yellow Staff spinning into a full moon, followed by a shadow of the Splashy Chaotic Stick that solidified into a massive golden stick shadow, smashing down onto Yan Lie’s head.
The golden stick shadow stirred up the wind and clouds, with an overwhelming celestial might crushing down, and Yan Lie was in such a panic that he had absolutely no way to defend himself.
Just as Shen Luo’s stick was about to smash down, a blast of black mist suddenly rose in front of Yan Lie, with a tall figure swiftly emerging from it, holding aloft a massive round shield to protect Yan Lie’s head.
The golden stick shadow slammed down with a thunderous roar that shook the heavens!