A Man Like None Other Chapter 6943 Don’t Move
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- A powerful display of divine fire.
- A desperate struggle against overwhelming odds.
- The clash of divine weapons and chaotic energy.
The six commanders’ killing intent grew fiercer, their eyes cold and cruel. They simultaneously burned a portion of their own innate divine essence, driving the Six Harmonies Killing Formation to unleash its full power.
Buzz!
The golden divine light from all over the sky suddenly multiplied, and the terrifying power of the divine array surged once again.
Simultaneously, the Six Paths Dharma Masters brandished their weapons, releasing layer after layer of golden divine waves like an endless tsunami, endlessly crashing upwards, each wave more violent than the previous, not giving David a chance to adjust, recover, or catch his breath.
Thirty sixth-rank divine generals spread out in all directions, constantly patching up the flaws in the divine array, strengthening the Heaven-Locking Prison, and deploying more devastating Heaven-Burning Divine Fire to completely seal off all of David’s paths of evasion and escape.
The attacks of the three hundred fifth-level divine guards became more and more intense, with divine lightning exploding everywhere, divine spears criss-crossing, and divine flames spreading like wild fire, completely trapping David in the center of the killing formation, turning him into a boundless cage of destruction.
David brandished his sword and fought again, his sword light becoming increasingly fierce and fast. He released all his chaotic counterforce, desperately trying to dispel and block the overwhelming killing intent.
However, the gap in their realm was like an insurmountable chasm, which could not be bridged by combat power, foundation, or willpower.
Every time he lifted the block, his arms would shake violently, and his muscles and bones would ache badly.
Every time he dodged, a wave of divine energy would sweep through his body, adding new burn marks.
Every time the Chaos Sword Intent is activated, the body’s essence will be greatly consumed.
In an instant, his gray robe was tattered and torn, with several strands flapping in the wind. His skin was covered in thick, patchy golden burns, and blood continued to seep from the corners of his mouth. His aura seemed to be weakening and fluctuating.
The origin that was originally dense and pure and chaotic became increasingly thin and disorderly under the incessant bombardment.
He, who had previously been calmly parrying, was now forced to adopt passive defense, retreating step by step and being held back step by step. He was suppressed by the overwhelming surge of divine power and was completely trapped in a desperate situation.