The Strongest War God

Chapter 1197: A Thousand Swords with a Thought

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Roar!”

The Black Cloud Panther’s eyes were filled with wariness.

What it feared the most was the weapon in Braydon Neal’s hands.

That weapon could hurt him!

“Brother, let me help you!” The little fool rushed up with two daggers in his hands.

“Go deal with those sixth-level spirit beasts.”

Braydon didn’t ask the little fool for help.

Because if he didn’t do it well, this little fool might be of no help.

Braydon didn’t want to spend his energy taking care of him.

The little fool came over excitedly but left listlessly.

The battle between Braydon and the Black Cloud Panther instantly began.

The speed of both of them had reached their limits.

The sky was filled with afterimages.

Sonic booms could be heard everywhere.

Their speed exceeded the speed of sound!

Braydon’s body glowed with white light as he instantly activated his eight pinnacle techniques.

He activated the instant technique.

Its speed was 1,200 meters per second.

In terms of speed, he completely crushed the Black Cloud Panther.

However, the reaction speed of a seventh-level spirit beast was extremely abnormal.

As Braydon attacked, many of his moves were dodged by the Black Cloud Panther.

The Black Cloud Panther’s claws were like a seventh-level weapon.

It did not dare to let the Northern King Sword touch its body.

It was the same for Braydon.

The claws of the Black Cloud Panther were like sharp sword. If one was injured, they would be instantly killed.

Both of them were very wary.

They were all very clear that once they revealed a flaw, they would be killed by the other party in one move.

“Son of Heaven Nine Strike Technique, King’s Descent!” Braydon whispered.

Swoosh!

Braydon took a step forward, and nine figures appeared in the sky.

Every single one of them looked as if they were real!

Their speed increased drastically, and they scattered their attacks.

The pressure on the Black Cloud Panther increased sharply as it let out a beast roar that shook the heavens and earth.

The vitality pillar in its mouth shot toward the nine figures.

He could only choose one direction to attack.

There were nine figures in the Son of Heaven Nine Strikes!

Nine strikes with one thought.

This was the terrifying part of the Son of Heaven Combat Technique.

The nine figures attacked together.

No matter how strong the Black Cloud Panther’s reaction was, it would eventually reveal a flaw under the combined attacks of the four sides.

The moment its weakness was revealed, it would die.

Braydon wielded the Northern King Sword, and his speed soared.

In an instant, he arrived on the back of the Black Cloud Panther. The sword was already in front of him, and he wanted to kill it.

At this moment.

When Braydon felt that he had succeeded, a huge sense of danger enveloped his entire body.

“Be careful!”

The white ape warned.

But it was too late.

Braydon decisively gave up on attacking the Black Cloud Panther and turned around to block with his sword.

Ding! Ding!

After the crisp sound, the sound of metal clashing continued.

Braydon felt as if he had been attacked by a ferocious beast. His entire body fell to the ground, creating a huge pit.

At the same time, a transparent bloody hole appeared on Braydon’s chest.

The fist-sized bloody hole was extremely glaring.

A sharp weapon had pierced through Braydon’s body.

Braydon was severely injured.

The Black Cloud Panther’s eyes revealed a hint of mockery and coldness. Four black wooden swords slowly appeared around its body.

Each wooden blade seemed to be formed naturally and seemed to have no sharpness.

However, it was extremely sharp.

These wooden swords were all swallowed by the Black Cloud Panther, and it was nourished by its own power.

It was only at the last moment that this cunning spirit beast used it.

Braydon had underestimated the enemy and was heavily injured by the surprise attack.

A seventh-level spirit beast could actually control things!

This was indeed beyond Braydon’s expectations.

At this moment, Braydon was injured.

The Black Cloud Panther’s eyes were filled with ridicule, as if it wanted to kill Braydon.

Swoosh!

Someone was as fast as the wind, carrying Braydon on his back and running away.

The person who made the move was naturally Little Fool.

“Brother, how are you?”

The little fool carried his brother and ran away.

Braydon’s body was heavily injured, and blood was flowing non-stop. He closed his eyes, and white light appeared. His entire person was as holy as a banished immortal.

Without a doubt.

Braydon utilized all of his eight pinnacle techniques.

Feather technique.

It was the Thousand Feathers Technique!

The Thousand Feathers Technique was fully activated, and he appeared as holy as a banished immortal.

Braydon’s blood flowed backward, returning to his body. As his weak aura dissipated, his injuries were swiftly recovering.

The recovery speed was astonishing!

This was the formidable aspect of the Thousand Feathers Technique.

In an instant, Braydon ascended into the sky and once again confronted the pursuing Black Cloud Panther.

“Being severely injured by a beast like you is truly a disgrace to me!”

Braydon remarked softly, his killing intent intensifying.

The Black Cloud Panther seemed oblivious to just how severe the consequences of provoking Braydon were.

Thus, the Black Cloud Panther manipulated the wooden blade, aiming to finish off Braydon.

Braydon extended his arms and closed his eyes. His body radiated a white glow as he lifted off the ground.

“A thousand swords with one thought!”

Braydon whispered.

On sword control, on manipulating objects.

Who in the world could rival Braydon?

The Northern King was a young immortal!

A thousand swords of Qi!

With closed eyes, he proudly stood in the human world. A lotus flower adorned his head, and his blood surged out, transforming into a thousand red swords. The forbidden technique, Heaven-Splitting, trailed him like a shadow.

The thousand swords with one thought materialized.

He became the Sword Immortal of the mortal world.

The thousand swords formed a tide, standing alongside Braydon.

The swords hung in the sky.

The Black Cloud Panther sensed something amiss.

It could only control four wooden blades.

In the end, this human could actually control a thousand swords.

Braydon opened his eyes. His gaze, sharp as a sword, was coldly fixed on the Black Cloud Panther. His thin lips moved slightly. “Heavenly Execution Technique!”

Swoosh!

The thousand swords merged into one, poised in the sky.

The Heavenly Execution Sword was about to manifest.

The Black Cloud Panther felt imminent danger. It roared, launching a bold attack.

Braydon knew the Black Cloud Panther was incredibly fast, but dodging the Heavenly Execution Sword wouldn’t be easy.

Once the forbidden technique, the Heavenly Execution Sword, took form.

Braydon stepped onto the Heavenly Execution Sword and uttered softly, “Mount Sino Sword Technique, Forbidden Art Chapter. One Sword Breaking Through Time!”

Whoosh!

The formidable Heavenly Execution Sword demonstrated incredible power.

If its speed reached its zenith…

How awe-inspiring would it be?

The Black Cloud Panther sensed the threat and hastily tried to flee.

In just a brief moment, it had distanced itself by a thousand meters.

The Black Cloud Panther was remarkably swift, but it failed to realize that the sword moved even faster.

A sword capable of breaking through time?

Time could be shattered.

It would surely surpass its speed.

The Heavenly Execution Sword arrived in an instant, piercing through the Black Cloud Panther’s body and pinning it to the ground.

Braydon remained calm as the wind; his demeanor otherworldly. He stood with hands behind his back, resembling an immortal.

The seventh-level Black Cloud Panther met its end at Braydon’s hands.

“I’ve been cultivating the sword since I was young,” Braydon murmured. “I cultivated the path of blades, and then the path of swords!

“As the young master of Mount Sino, me using my sword to end you is not a slight to your dignity as a seventh-level spirit beast.”

Braydon concluded.

Little Fool approached, extracting the Black Cloud Panther’s beast core. He muttered, “Stinky pervert, you’ve become stronger again. If this continues, how can I surpass you?”

The little fool mumbled to himself.

At that moment, an even more ominous beast roar echoed through the wilderness.

Accompanied by a formidable pressure, it swept across the entire mountain forest.

The aura of an eighth-level spirit beast!

Braydon and the little fool were extremely sensitive to this type of presence.

This was because they had previously been pursued for over a thousand miles by an eighth-level spirit beast.

“Brother, it’s an eighth-level spirit beast!” The little fool was instantly infuriated.

“Let’s go!”

Braydon maintained a stoic expression. He turned around and accelerated, decisively fleeing with the little fool.

He could contend with seventh-level spirit beasts, but he wasn’t reckless enough to face off against eighth-level spirit beasts.