Legend of Swordsman - Chapter 950 - Power to Shatter the World
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Chapter 950 - Power to Shatter the World

Chapter 950: Power to Shatter the World

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The massively tall illusory figure of the Ancient God pointed its earth-shattering finger. At the same time, a layer of gold light descended. Wherever the light traveled, there would be explosion after explosion ringing in the Void. Its finger had yet to fall entirely but there was already terrifying aftermath spreading in all directions at a frantic speed.

Xia Yong stood in front of the enormous finger with a grim expression on his wizened face. He then unleashed his Holy Master might.

“The secret skill of the universe… Monster-slaying!”

His twin set of forces had risen to their peak. The green sledgehammer in his hand was shaking violently, emanating a majestic might. Endless power gathered on his yellow palm, and immediately his palm turned entirely red.

Following the sharp increase in the size of the sledgehammer in his hand, Xia Yong charged at the finger in the Void.

His attack detonated the entire world.

The explosion shattered the Void into smithereens. Above it, terrifying aftermath rippled. These ripples surged toward the finger in succession, swiftly weakening its power. Huge amounts of the Ancient God Power imbued in the finger dissipated in all directions.

By the time the finger truly came into contact with the sledgehammer, the former had already had its power reduced by ninety percent. However, the rest of the power had thoroughly exploded.

Following the massive explosion, a stifled groan came out of Xia Yong’s mouth. He was forced to take three steps backward in retreat, each step spanning a hundred miles.

“How is possible that I’m at a disadvantage?” Xia Yong appeared stunned.

He had unleashed all of his Holy Master might. In fact, he had even used his strongest secret skill.

Yet, he was still forced backward by Jian Wushuang’s second pointer and reduced into a state of disadvantage.

Just then, Jian Wushuang whose face was so warped that it was hard to tell it was him bellowed once again. He patted his chest, forced the Blood Essence