Wang Hao is very busy at the moment, really busy.
He is pouring the sword Qi compressed to the extreme into the long sword already prepared, and then the magnetic field node controlling the seven soul magnetic field is integrated into it, and then into the tornado formed by the blade storm.
The pure sword Qi naturally cannot last. Even if he tries to control it with his innate mind, it can last up to a quarter of an hour, so he needs to attach the sword Qi to the real object.
Fortunately, he was prepared for it.
As early as when he developed the seven soul magnetic field, he decided to forge a long sword to use the fake version of the imperial sword. Later, he specially ordered the cheap disciple outside member Zhu to forge it for him.
Of course, what he needs is not a high-quality long sword. It only needs to be able to reach the level of thousands of refined steel, which is the ultimate that all iron can reach.
At the same time, in order to increase the firmness, these long swords he designed are not the traditional lightness type, but the kind of broad and heavy sword body, which is similar to the war sword used in the battlefield.
This kind of war sword is more than ten times stronger than the same type of light long sword, which is enough for him to use.
Also, his mind space has been expanded with the improvement of his innate mind, otherwise he really can''t fit these war swords.
At this moment, Wang Hao needs to compress the sword Qi transformed by fish intestines Jue sword and his own wind magic power to the extreme, integrate into these war swords, and use the seven soul magnetic field to maintain his own rotation.
Anyway, now it''s tens of miles away from the coast, plus the cover of rain and wind, even those strong Wulin people can''t really see it, and they can''t see his identity.
Yes, the power of blade storm is the seven soul magnetic field.
After all, there are only seven abilities he can use. The magnetic field consumes the least when it is used. It should be based on it.
He has now cultivated the seven soul magnetic field to a great level, with 2187 magnetic field nodes, that is, he can control 2187 swords.
These swords are also integrated with the sword spirit transformed by fish intestines Jue sword and Huafeng magic. They all have a certain ability to control the wind. Once these swords rotate rapidly driven by the seven soul magnetic field, they will be able to improve the speed of blade storm to an extreme.
Naturally, the scale of the competition is far less than that of the typhoon disaster, but if the quantity can''t be compared, then the quality can''t be compared.
Seize the wind power of the typhoon at a stronger speed, and then strengthen itself to fight against the natural disaster of the typhoon, and even devour it completely.
"Eh? Is the power of the separation of the magnetic mind reflected in this aspect? "
After releasing the handled sword, Wang Hao suddenly found something wrong.
The magnetic spirit separated from the ancient emperor''s temple has just been integrated successfully, but strangely, he did not sense the enhancement of his seven soul magnetic field, the magnetic field nodes he controlled did not increase, and he did not get in touch with the great magnetic field of heaven and earth.
He thought it was a failure, but he was pressed for time and didn''t care about it for the time being, but now he seems to have found the bonus of magnetic separation to him.
Range!
"The range of the magnetic field has expanded... Hiss! It has expanded ten times! "
After sending a sword out of a distance of 7000 feet, Wang Hao couldn''t help taking a breath.
After cultivating the seven soul magnetic field to great success, his seven soul magnetic field covers an area of 729 feet, but now this area has increased ten times.
This is not simply a tenfold increase in area, but a tenfold increase in radius, from the original 729 feet radius to the terrible 7290 feet.
This is terrible!
The world is two hundred feet into one mile, and seven thousand two hundred and ninety feet is thirty-six miles long. It is almost on the shore of the Bohai Sea.
"In that case, Lord Hao... Bah, my Warcraft sword Saint samuro will play a big game!"
After calming down, Wang Hao released the last sword, and then used the seven soul magnetic field to rapidly rotate these swords around himself.
Of course, at first, his scope did not expand to the limit, but remained within a thousand feet.
After all, the blade storm he is gathering is not so big.
The expansion of the magnetic field means that he can apply faster speed to the sword, and the wind driven by the sword air will be stronger.
You know, in the past, it was because the range limited his increase in the speed of the flying sword. For fear that an uncontrollable Biao shot out of the control range and lost control.
Now that the range has increased tenfold, the speed he can exert will be even more terrible.
It has a magnetic field range of 7000 feet, which can be displayed to his heart''s content.
Driven by the flying sword, the tornado formed by Wang Hao soared rapidly. Wang Hao, who is in the eye of the wind, constantly liberated the innate Qi compressed into Yuandan, and transformed it into wind sword Qi through fish intestines Jue sword and his own wind magic power, increasing the power of blade storm.
Although the released sword Qi can not last long, it has the traction of those real sword Qi sealed in the flying sword, but it will not dissipate out of thin air, but will gather around those flying swords.
In this way, the blade storm is getting stronger and stronger.
Finally, when reaching a limit, an external wind was sucked in.
This change of wind force seems to turn on some kind of switch. More and more wind forces are forcibly sucked into the blade storm, forming a larger tornado outside the blade storm.
"Yes!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Hao almost jumped up with excitement.
Although he is very confident in the blade storm deduced by his own cottage, it is the first time to cast it. Who knows what will happen. Even if he fails halfway, he won''t be surprised.
Unexpectedly, with the blessing of magnetic separation, he really reached the minimum standard and successfully affected the external wind.
With typhoon as a ready-made wind source, the tornado outside the blade storm grew faster than expected, and soon turned into a tornado connected to the sky and the earth, connected with the dark clouds in the sky.
"Boom..."
The two whirlwinds drive the clouds to collide rapidly, accelerating the birth of lightning power in the clouds. Bursts of roar come out from the middle of the two swirling clouds, and there are dazzling thunder lights shining inside.
"You can start the second stage!"
As soon as the star''s eyes coagulate, Wang Hao decisively exerts the lightning control magic power that has been separately blessed by thunder to draw the lightning power in the clouds.
Just now, in order to expand the body of blade storm, he consumed 90% of Yuan Dan in his body, and the remaining 10% yuan Dan had to maintain the operation of blade storm and deal with possible accidents.
Therefore, energy supplement must be obtained as soon as possible, and the power of lightning is the best choice.
After all, he can also use the power of lightning to form the innate thunder sword Qi, which can further increase the power of the blade storm.
The initial version of blade storm naturally has no effect of lightning power, but it has been strengthened by the authors of ghost animals on many Warcraft maps. The effect is too gorgeous, including the introduction of lightning effect.
Although it is only a simple special effect in computer games, and the damage depends on the data, it might as well bring him inspiration.
These inspirations come together to form today''s blade storm!
Under the traction of Wang Hao''s enhanced version of thunder control magic, the power of thunder and lightning bred in the clouds was pulled down one by one. With the increasingly fierce collision between the clouds, more and more thunder was pulled out. Finally, the blade storm almost shone into a blazing white.
With the power of thunder and lightning, the power of blade storm increases again, showing the power of destroying the sky and the earth, and fighting the typhoon disaster.
Although the blade storm created by Wang Hao is still very weak compared with the volume of the typhoon, he also has the capital to fight against it.
Under the control of the magnetic field, the crazy snatch belongs to the wind force of the typhoon.
Yes, it is to seize the wind, which is also the key to this war.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Hao didn''t think about the typhoon disaster in the past. Even if his strength improved a lot, he still didn''t have that ability.
If you really want to be so hard, unless the world can give birth to the vitality of heaven and earth, so that he can be supplemented at any time, it is impossible to confront this natural disaster head-on.
Therefore, his goal is to seize the wind power of the typhoon, weaken the typhoon and enhance his own blade storm, so as to finally achieve the situation of mutual confrontation, and even completely devour the typhoon.
Wang Hao tried his best to devour the blade storm of the external wind and expand himself here, while those Wulin strongmen watching the war on the Bohai Sea were shocked and stunned.
Originally, they thought that like the demon lord Qiyu, the fighting means of the Taoist Lord chunyangzi was exaggerated enough. Unexpectedly, they saw a more exaggerated scene today.
Before, they clearly saw that the sword wind storm erupted by the unparalleled sword Saint shrouded thousands of feet, almost sweeping the sea water of the whole Bohai Sea.
The terrible power really frightened them, which was even more shocking than the fist of the demon lord Qiyu.
"Did we make the wrong choice again?"
Looking at the sword storm in the distance, which can be called a natural disaster, the Confucian ancestor, who was led by him, showed bitterness on his face, and it was called regret in his heart!
I knew that the peerless sword Saint would be so abnormal. They wouldn''t provoke anything at first.
At the same time, a handsome man standing behind the eight ancestors of Confucianism had a very pale face. His eyes were full of blood and stared at the sword storm in the distance. His handsome face became ferocious.
He was Qin Yan, the inborn strongman of the next generation of Confucianism, who pursued and killed the unparalleled sword Saint last time. At that time, he was also deprived of a palm.
He was very angry with the unparalleled swordsman, so he specially followed his ancestors this time to see if he had the opportunity to blade the unparalleled swordsman himself.
Originally, he was full of confidence, but after seeing the sword storm, all his confidence was immediately shattered.
Even if his accomplishments were promoted to the mid congenital period, and he had eight ancestors nearby, he was not confident that he could defeat the unparalleled sword saint in the sword storm.
The gap between the two sides is too big!
"How? How did that guy become so powerful? "
Qin Yan''s face became more and more ferocious, and his heart was roaring.
He thought he was entering the country at a great speed, but who thought the entry of the unparalleled swordsman was so terrible.
Don''t say it''s a hand blade. I''m afraid I''ll be killed by the other party. I don''t even have a chance to shoot.
The change of Qin Yan was naturally seen by the eight ancestors of Confucianism. The eight people looked at each other, and their eyes were inexplicable.
In their eyes, the inheritance of Confucianism is more important than everything. Even their own lives are worth sacrificing some people.
Seeing the sword Spirit Storm displayed by the unparalleled sword saint, they have no intention of war. In that case, there is only reconciliation left, and the remaining ancient sword in their hands is their chip.
In addition, Qin Yan, who chased and killed the unparalleled swordsman himself, naturally has to hand it over, otherwise I''m afraid the unparalleled swordsman won''t give up.
Although this kind of compromise of handing over their own people is very frustrating, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
"I said, now can we get back as soon as possible? I''m about to be blown out! "
The two Confucian ancestors who were crippled by Wang Hao couldn''t help shouting that their strength was greatly damaged. It would be very difficult to face this natural disaster from a close distance.
Moreover, seeing that the sword wind storm has a tendency to continue to expand, I''m afraid it will swallow up their position in a moment. If they continue to stay here, they must be dead and lifeless.