"Is this your true strength?”
"Just how powerful is this…"
"Powerful enough to make people despair. The first lord really didn't exaggerate!”
The third-generation Thunder Shadow was intoxicated by the powerful power of Sword Eight. At this moment, he looked at Sword Eight with envy.
It was the envy of powerful strength.
It was filled with desire and despair.
At this moment, Sword8's entire body was emitting a terrifying pressure. The black-gold spiritual pressure made his clothes steam continuously.
It was just breathing.
The spiritual droplets that he breathed out made everyone within a few kilometers feel a strong sense of suffocation.
"This... Is this his full strength?"
"It's really too exaggerated. Our strength is not in the same dimension at all!”
"Hehe…This is too exaggerated. Am I still asleep?!”
"Just standing under the same sky as him, I even feel that breathing the same air as him is a sin!”
"Hehe…The laughable me even had the thought that he was only so-so. It seemed that I was really just a frog at the bottom of a well!”
At this moment, the members of the Ninja Alliance fell to the ground one by one. They looked at Sword8, who looked like a demon, in the distance, and their eyes were filled with self-mockery.
He couldn't win.
Even if they gave it their all, it was impossible to hurt this man's hair.
Especially Okami and the others.
At this moment, they finally understood how big the gap was between the heroes of the new era and the heroes of the Warring States Era.
The most direct thing was this man's strength.
What kind of monsters were the shadows fighting back then?
In the past, when the warlords were divided, just how many amazing experts emerged in an endless stream?
Compared to them, we, the shadows of the new era, are not worthy of the title behind us.
At most, we're just frogs at the bottom of a well who are stepping on the footprints of our predecessors!
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"Senior Sword Eight!"
"So this is your true strength. No wonder you suppressed your strength to 30%. It turns out that you're really afraid of killing all of us by accident!”
"So, we were the ones in the wrong!”
"It's our weakness that prevented you from displaying your full strength!”
"How sad is this? You are known as the strongest Thunder Shadow in history, but I don't even have the ability to make you use your full strength!”
"But I won't give up. Use your strongest strength!”
"I will definitely prove that I can bring you a satisfying battle. Then, please shoulder my commission and lead this war to victory!”
The more Thunder Shadow spoke, the more excited he became. His voice was almost roaring from behind.
He would not be afraid!
Even if he had to disappear completely this time, he had to prove that he could bring Sword Eight a real fight.
Then, he would let the Eight Great Swordsmen shoulder the burden of this war.
"I'm really not used to it."
Sword Eight carried the Dragon Slaying Saber and felt the increasing spiritual pressure in his body.
Originally, 100% of his strength had already made him feel a little restrained. Now that the spiritual pressure had suddenly increased to 120%, he was really afraid that he would accidentally destroy this battlefield.
"However…"
"Out of respect for you, I won't show mercy!”
Sword8 looked at the third-generation Thunder Shadow. This was a powerhouse worthy of his respect.
Even if he knew that this slash might completely wipe out the third generation Thunder Shadow from this world, he would never show mercy.
He believed that the 3rd generation Thunder Shadow was also looking forward to him doing so.
Because the strong were never afraid of death. If they were not even afraid of death, how could they disappear completely?
What the strong were truly afraid of was that even if they completely disappeared from this world, they would not be able to fulfill their dreams.
The dream of the 3rd generation Thunder Shadow was to have a good fight with him.
As an expert who had worked hard for his entire life and had made himself his goal, the only thing he could repay him was to fulfill his dream.
The first generation old man!
If you were here, you would also hope that I would cut down this blade!
Boom!
Boom!
With this thought, the spiritual pressure on Sword8's body continued to rise, and then he gradually raised the knife in his hand.
He changed from holding the saber with one hand to holding it with two hands!
Sword Eight was accumulating strength with his sword high above Juguo's head.
At this moment, countless people in the Ninja Alliance felt as if the world was going to be cut into two in the next second.
Gulp!
Thunder Shadow could not help but swallow.
Although he had told himself not to be afraid, cold sweat still flowed down his forehead.
"Suppress it, my fear!”
"Senior Sword Eight, come on. This time, let me give you the most wonderful battle!”
"Don't hesitate. Don't worry that I'll disappear! Let me use everything I have to give you an explanation. If you feel satisfied, please carry my trust and lead this war to victory!”
Faced with Sword8's terrifying power, the third-generation Thunder Shadow seemed to desire it even more.
How many years had it been?
Ever since he was a child, he had grown up listening to the legend of the strongest person in the Warring States Period.
For countless days and nights, in order to chase after the strongest figure in his heart, he had punched countless times.
Everything was to prove that he could catch up to that goal.
But now, the back view that he had once chased after had appeared in front of him, and he felt fear?
No!
Even if fear appeared, he would use everything he had to prove that he could surpass him.
Even if he would completely disappear after this battle.
But at least it proved that his countless efforts were not in vain.
This was the Dao of Endurance of the third generation Thunder Shadow!
"Drink!"
"Open it!"
It was also at this moment that Sword Eight's Heaven Slaying Saber suddenly fell, and a terrifying sword pressure instantly formed.
The sword pressure pierced through the clouds and was at least a thousand meters tall as it slashed down at the third-generation Thunder Shadow.
This sword pressure was different from the past. The golden spiritual pressure was mixed with black, and the stronger the slash, the quieter it would be.
This was because the air within a radius of several thousand meters had been swept away by the slash.
Everyone could only see that the entire desert seemed to be split open.
"Come on!"
"Don't worry. Even if I disappear completely, it will at least prove that I have worked hard for you!”
Faced with this attack that could destroy everything, the third generation Thunder Shadow did not hesitate at all.
Even though his hands had been cut off, he still rushed towards the direction of the sword pressure without hesitation.
It was like a moth flying into a flame!
Even though he knew that he was going to die, he still risked his life!
This was the endurance of the third generation Thunder Shadow!
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