Bab 663: Beaten into a Pig's Head

"Interesting!" Ling Han nodded his head. There was a maximum limit to the Sword Qi that a cultivator could form—only thirty flashes of Sword Qi at most. The physical strength was also limited, and the number of sword strikes that could be delivered by twisting the wrist in a split second similarly had an upper limit.

However, after the fusion of sword and body, Yuan Cheng He's entire body moved, which, as a matter of fact, heightened greatly the might of his sword style.

Originally, the strain was on the wrist, but now the whole body had actually blended in, so it had naturally reduced the burden on the wrist, which increased the frequency with which he could deliver sword strikes.

Shadows of tens and thousands of swords simultaneously attacked, in addition to the Sword Qi. The force it emanated was alarming.