My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

The sword that Pang Aoting burned with the power of the Holy Source stopped suddenly in mid-air, as if it was tightly held by an invisible big hand. No matter how Pang Aoting burned the power of the Holy Source or how he slashed with all his strength, the sword would not stop. Unable to move even half a minute.

"What...what is this?" Pang Aochen said in a trembling voice. His voice was so low and hoarse, his face no longer had the divine light that seemed to shine back upon him, and he became older, and his eyes were filled with panic.

A slender vine wraps around the Kuangtian Sword tightly, and countless tiny needles pierce deeply into the sword.

Although the spirit of the Yin-Yang Universe Bamboo Demonic Plant is hidden in the Mad Sky Sword, it itself is made of fine gold and mithril that has been tempered for thousands of times. Its strength and sharpness are by no means weaker than any other divine sword in the world. However, at this time, it is like a piece of The soft tofu can't resist the tiny needle prick.

A green light appeared on the sword and turned into thousands of strands, pouring into the vines along the thin needles.

A series of shrill and frightening roars also sounded in the depths of my mind, like an illusion - no, this is not an illusion, this is clearly the scream of the Yin Yang Qiankun Bamboo!

Devouring, this is the most powerful magical power of the demon plant - Devouring!

With that piece of green light flowing into the vine like a thread, the shadow of the ancient demonic plant became lighter and smaller in mid-air.

Finally, the hundred-foot-high green bamboo, which seemed to reach into the sky, shrank to only three inches high, like a young bamboo that had just emerged from the ground, trembling helplessly in the wind.

The green vine let go of the Kuang Tian Sword, drew a wonderful arc, wrapped around the young bamboo, and pierced the thin but seemingly indestructible needle into it. The tender bamboo swayed a few times, let out a final scream, turned into a faint stream of light, and disappeared completely.

"Dang!" The Kuangtian Sword, which was riddled with holes, fell to the ground and turned into silver sand.

The Kuangtian Sword, which had been passed down for thousands of years and was regarded as the treasure of the Kuangjian Sect, was destroyed in one day.

All around, there was dead silence. No one expected that Pang Aoting, who had forced Gu Fenghua into a desperate situation with the Mad Sky Sword to counterattack against all odds and was about to kill him with one strike, would be defeated like this. Even the Zhenzong Divine Sword was completely destroyed. At this moment, everyone was completely stunned.

"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!" Pang Aoting staggered back two steps, looked at the pile of silver sand on the ground, his whole body shook violently, and he fell straight down.

"Sir, Sect Master, Sect Master!" The Mad Sword Sect disciples all around seemed to have woken up from a dream and rushed forward. However, some people took this opportunity to sneak back quietly.

The Mad Sword Sect has been arrogant and domineering for more than a day or two. Since the Qingshuang Sword Sect was destroyed, it has become even more unscrupulous. The surrounding sects have suffered a lot, and even several sects have been pushed to the edge of annihilation. .

If three of the four elders were seriously injured, the sect leader would obviously be injured even more seriously. Only one elder was unscathed, but he was just a fake heavenly saint and was destined to be unable to take on important responsibilities. Even if the Mad Sword Sect is immortal, it will definitely not have a good life. Without the Mad Sky Sword, it will never even be possible to recover. Why are they still staying in the Mad Sword Sect, waiting to suffer?

As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked. Kuangtian Sect often practices injustice and bullies the weak. What they teach their disciples is the law of the jungle. How can they be so loyal to the sect?

"Take your sect master away." Gu Fenghua said to the disciples of the Mad Sword Sect surrounding Pang Aoting. Seeing the desolation of the tree falling and the hozen scattered, she didn't even bother to mention the previous conditions.