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C992 They All Have Their Own Cards up Their Sleeves



C992 They All Have Their Own Cards up Their Sleeves

"What is it? You're still not convinced? "    

    

Jing Tian sensed the Demon Suppressing Sword's strange movement and said: "If you're really not convinced, then let me see your unwillingness."    

    

"You made me regain FeiPeng's strength, today I will bring you along … The battlefield was filled with the desire to do battle!    

    

"I will be the Godly General FeiPeng once again, and you will be the real Demon Suppressing Sword!"    

    

The divine sword had a soul. Perhaps it really did have a way to greatly increase his strength.    

    

However, this would definitely require him to stimulate it for a bit, which would give the Demon Suppressing Sword a small amount of hope.    

    

The Suppressing Demon Sword was the sword of the strongest practitioner in Realm of God, FeiPeng. In his heart, he must have been hoping for FeiPeng to appear again and lead him in a massacre!    

    

Thus, what he had said was not a problem!    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

The Demon Suppressing Sword suddenly floated up, trembling non-stop in the air.    

    

In the next moment, a beam of light shot out from the Demon Suppressing Sword and entered between Jing Tian's eyebrows.    

    

"Master's divine might is unrivalled. The power I've accumulated can only allow you to have Master for twelve hours."    

    

A spiritual wave entered Jing Tian's mind, causing his gaze to freeze.    

    

He really didn't expect that the Demon Suppressing Sword would actually be able to allow him the mana of FeiPeng for twenty-four hours a day.    

    

Twelve hours, that was one day!    

    

One day was completely enough!    

    

The points gained from surviving in the abyss for a day was enough to increase his strength to the seventh step!    

    

Seventh Order!    

    

Not far!    

    

"Group Member: Ideal is Dream to be an Emperor."    

    

"Combat Power: Level 7 (Rank 3)"    

    

Jing Tian suddenly stood up and howled towards the sky, "Good! Today, FeiPeng will return!"    

    

With that, Jing Tian's figure instantly disappeared.    

    

At this moment, many thoughts emerged in his mind.    

    

Since the energy contained in the Demon Suppressing Sword was enough to allow him to wield FeiPeng's mana for twenty-four hours, then why was it that he never manifested it when he was weak?    

    

Just say that the sword spirits wanted to sharpen him and make him stronger.    

    

However, in his memories, when he faced the Evil Sword Immortal, what sort of danger would that be?    

    

In that dangerous situation, the Demon Suppressing Sword still did not show any signs of reaction.    

    

If he had had FeiPeng's cultivation level at that time, perhaps the final result would have been a perfect ending.    

    

There would be no death for anyone!    

    

Therefore, when he was at the Realm of God, the Heavenly Emperor waved his hand to give him eight hours of FeiPeng's mana. It was not the Heavenly Emperor's own power, but rather the power that existed within the Demon Suppressing Sword.    

    

The Celestial Emperor even stole part of his power!    

    

Thoughtful!    

    

Thinking about it this way, FeiPeng being demoted to the mortal realm was probably one of the plans of the Celestial Emperor.    

    

"At this moment, look at the abyss first!"    

    

"In the abyss, demons are everywhere. FeiPeng, as the Divine General, guards the Gate of Heaven and obstructs all demons."    

    

"Demon Suppressing Sword, killing demons and monsters! Isn't this demon the demon? "    

    

The corner of Jing Tian's mouth slightly rose, and he directly charged into the demon army.    

    

Immediately after, sword light flashed from within the demon army, rippling in all directions with power filled with righteousness, wanting to destroy everything!    

    

As long as a Fiend appeared in their range, they would be killed!    

    

"Brother Jing, not bad!"    

    

With a wave of his right hand, Fann Xian killed all the thousands of Demons in front of him. He then turned around to look at the handsome Jing Tian, who was dressed in silver armour, and said with a smile.    

    

It seemed like he was right, every group member had their own trump card!    

    

When the weak group of members came to this abyss, they had no choice but to reveal their trump cards and gain points.    

    

As for experts, they probably didn't need to reveal their trump cards.    

    

He only needed to reveal the strength he had shown in ordinary times. He would keep his real trump card until the real crisis came!    

    


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