Chương 1390: Terror-grade Combat Strength

"All the swords in the world might be under your jurisdiction, but this sword of mine isn't," Zhou Wen said as he slashed out with the Immortal Culling Sword again.

It was an onslaught of sword aura!

Zhou Wen felt Slaughterer constantly spew out Essence Energy. After the Immortal Culling Sword—which had extremely high Essence Energy requirements—accepted the endless Essence Energy, it trembled and hummed.

It was like a parched land's desire for rain, the satisfaction of a hungry wolf when it ate meat.

The Immortal Culling Sword had been thirsty and hungry for too long. Zhou Wen's Essence Energy in the past wasn't enough to power it. Every time Zhou Wen had used the Immortal Culling Sword, it was like giving a person dying of thirst a drop of water. Not only did this drop of water not quench his thirst, but it only made him yearn for more.

Hum! Hum!