CHAPTER 3681

After a brief moment, it formed into 12 golden swords, each one aimed toward them in a semicircle. If it had been two massive swords, they would have been able to avoid them if they were quick enough, but 12 swords...sealed off their fate.

Other than retreating, there was nothing else they could do.

When the thought surfaced, a massive wave of murderous intent came from behind them. The three of them looked over, and Lourain's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he gulped.

The golden swords were not just in front of them but behind them as well. At that moment, 12 golden swords were charging at them from the front, while two massive golden swords were charging at them from the back, preventing any form of escape. There was no way to avoid the attack.

They only had one choice, which was to face it head-on.

At that moment, Lourain and Marth were both anxious. They knew, at this moment, why many failed. It was just the first array, and it was already so difficult.

Lourain mumbled, "We're done for."

The moment he said that, he heard a gust of wind next to him. He looked over and was shocked to notice that Fane was charging right at the 12 swords. The aura around Fane's sword was faint. There was no murderous intent in it at all.

Compared to those 12 swords, Fane was like a fragile egg running toward a wall!

Lourain cursed, "You're crazy! Do you think you can beat twelve swords alone?!"

Lourain estimated that the 12 swords were possibly a lower ultimate god rank technique in power, probably at the second stage. Not only that, but they were probably only a step away from the third stage! The three of them would probably fail fighting against it, even if they worked together!

All that, and Fane ran head-first toward these swords. Who did he think he was? He was just a vermin from a third-grade world!

Just as he was about to curse at Fane for being an idiot, Fane's gray sword clashed with the 12 golden swords.

They heard the two forces clash...and the golden swords actually shattered by a single slash from Fane. They tore like paper!

Marth and Lourain were in complete

disbelief. They thought that Fane

would be decimated by the 12

swords, would, at the very least et

be rendered incapacitated, too injured to fight. The three of them would be determined to have failed and tossed out.

Not only did this not happen, but the golden swords shattered to pieces and quickly dispersed!

At that moment, Fane shouted at the two of them, "Hurry, get here! There are two behind you!"Property © .

Fane spotted the two massive

swords coming toward Marth and Lourain when he turned back, yet these two dolts forgot about the impending danger and even gaped at him.

Fane was speechless. These two were too idiotic that he had no words to describe this feeling.

The two of them only reacted when they were shouted at. They quickly summoned all their true energy swiftly as they rushed toward Fane.

Fane used the laws of space under his feet and disappeared. After dealing with the danger in front of them, he had to handle the danger behind them.

He would rather put his hopes on Rudy than on them.

Fane's sword was full of the soul

net

attribute. Soul Sky was a storm god-rank technique. In Fane's eyes, lowed ultimate god-rank techniques were as fragile as paper.