Ranjeet formed Qi in his plump palm. He pressed his hands on Henry's back.
Henry had a metallic taste in his throat. He spat out a large amount of blood. Being pounded on the back by a Spirit- controlling master was a rather harsh experience for Henry.
"Ranjeet, you..."
"Brother!" Ranjeet had a face full of grievance. "I can't do it. Why do you want me to hit you? Is that you can only put out the best of you when you are hurt?"
Ranjeet kept talking, and Henry had no chance to tell Ranjeet what he wanted Ranjeet to do. Henry took a deep breath and said, "What I mean is that you form the Qi. Do you understand?"
"Form the Qi?" Ranjeet was confused. He let Qi floating in his palm, "Is... Is that it?"
Henry gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
"Oh." Ranjeet made an apologetic face and said, "Sorry about before."
"Shut up and get to work," Henry rushed him.
Ranjeet nodded. He immediately formed Qi in his palm, and Yaffah did the same.
The Qi in the palms of Ranjeet and Yaffah was absorbed by the Qi sword in Henry's hand. They surrounded the blade.
Henry sensed that his Qi sword, which was confined by Henry's power limitation, started to grow rapidly.
Demon Sword of Destruction!
The true power of the move was revealed in its name, destruction!
Demon Sword of Destruction was able to absorb the surrounding powers and gave out a deadly blow. No one swordsman could possess such a level of power that was so deadly that it was destructive. It was only through collective powers.
Technically speaking, the power of Demon Sword of Destruction was limitless. Besides the power of human beings, it could even absorb nuclear power.
The power of Ranjeet and Yaffah, two masters of Spirit-controlling Realm, had made Demon Sword of Destruction more powerful than ever. With the increase of power, the Qi sword was actually shrinking from its sixty meters long form. It was the sign that the sword was condensing its power.
Demon Sword of Destruction was still absorbing powers, and Ranjeet and Yaffah had consumed a lot of their Qi. At this moment, their face was pale. Henry's hand, which was holding the Qi sword, was bleeding, and blood was also absorbed by the Qi sword. The skin on Henry's arm started to dry, and cracks appeared on Henry's arm.
Besides the surrounding power, Demon Sword of Destruction also absorbed the life of its wielder.
When Demon Sword of Destruction shrank to the size of a normal sword, Aureo had broken free from Evil Spirit's black haze, which had been locking Aureo.
A ray of Qi pierced through the black haze and cut Evil Spirit's neck open. Its body dropped to the ground, and only its head was still floating in the air. Evil Spirit had lost more than half of its combat capacity.
"Devil's tricks," Aureo said with disdain.
The black haze had gone, and Aureo didn't hurt at all. But what he saw totally stunned him, and all Aureo's arrogance had gone in a second. Aureo stared at Henry in horror. To be more precise, he was staring at the Qi sword in Henry's hand.
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