The Strongest War God Chapter 1111: Kill Everyone

Chapter 1111: Kill Everyone

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When he was young, Braydon Neal had suggested that if he could set up a thousand-mile runic formation array, he could stop the enemy outside the country without using a single soldier.

This thought was crazy at that time.

No one would believe him if he were to tell others.

What Braydon wanted to make was a super runic formation array that covered the entire northern dessert.

How big was the northern desert?

With eight thousand miles of desert, the border was extremely long.

To set up a large array that covered the entire territory, how terrifying would the array be?

However, it appeared that Braydon hadn’t given up on this idea.

Today, he was going to use the Mount Sino Sword Talismans to form a formation.

A shocking killing formation!

If he could succeed, he would be able to intimidate the hundred countries here.

Braydon stood with his hands behind his back. He gently closed his eyes and said, “I wonder if I can cut down an ascendant pinnacle with the thousand swords?”

Boom!

The 1,000 sword talismans of Mount Sino had almost exhausted Braydon’s 100,000 Na of vitality.

The thousand sword talismans glowed faintly.

Swoosh…

Scarlet longswords flew out of the sword talismans one after another.

One talisman nine swords.

A thousand talismans were close to ten thousand swords.

“Ten Thousand Sword Manipulation?” Amir Delin was horrified. “How is this possible? How can a young man like you cultivate the Mount Sino Sword Art to this extent?”

“It is said that if one cultivates the Mount Sino Sword Art to the extreme, one can become a sword immortal in the human world. All the people in the human world must wors.h.i.+p him. Is it true?”

Braydon asked calmly.

Yuri Qualls, the third master of the Northern Army, said decisively, “When the Mount Sino Sword Art is cultivated to the extreme, you will become a sword immortal in the mortal world. All the sword cultivators in the world will respect that person as an elder brother. The supreme pinnacles will have to wors.h.i.+p him when they see him. The emperor will have to lower his head when he sees him!”

Braydon nodded lightly.

Braydon had been cultivating the Mount Sino Sword Art for so many years, but only the ninth level posed some difficulty to him.

The first eight levels were not difficult at all.

“Ten thousand swords, kill!” Braydon said softly with his hands behind his back.

Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+ Whoos.h.!.+

Ten thousand swords swept across the world like a tide.

Braydon had really managed to control ten thousand swords with his Qi.

The ten thousand swords followed him and charged toward Amir.

Today, Braydon wanted to kill the ascendant pinnacle.

The maximum vitality of an ascendant pinnacle was 320,000 Na, and the threshold was 160,000 Na.

He was not weak.

However, to Braydon, this kind of martial artist was not unkillable.

Even an ascendant pinnacle would die under ten thousand swords.

The ten thousand red swords were controlled by Braydon using the forbidden technique, Heaven-Splitting. Their offensive power increased sharply, and they hung in the sky.

The first sword pierced through the sky.

The speed of the sword surpa.s.sed Braydon’s movement speed.

Its speed was over 2,000 meters per second.

At this speed, bullets were inferior.

Perhaps this was the terror of a sword immortal.

Amir’s face turned pale as he felt immense pressure.

His vitality surged out of his body, forming a st.u.r.dy vitality s.h.i.+eld.

He wanted to defend!

However, Braydon would not waste time.

At this moment, the sharp swords kept attacking the red s.h.i.+eld, and the blades kept bouncing off.

Braydon moved in a flash, and the ten thousand swords followed. When Braydon’s left hand moved slightly, holding a red longsword, he took the first step.

Swoos.h.!.+ Swoos.h.!.+ Swoos.h.!.+

Nine Braydons appeared in succession.

This was Son of Heaven Combat Technique!

“Hansworth’s Son of Heaven Combat Technique!” Lior Neal said in a low voice.

“This is the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strike Technique!”

Haven Downing said calmly.

“The Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes,” Jaziel Sherman said softly, “All nine strikes combined can kill G.o.ds.”

How did Braydon know the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes?

They would have to ask Colton Jansky this question.

Colton was sitting on the chair, his short legs swinging leisurely. He was not surprised at all that Braydon had used the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes.

As long as the Northern Army elites wanted to learn the Son of Heaven’s Nine Strikes, Colton would not keep it from them.

The elites of the Northern Army were different from the selfish martial artists in the outside world.

The sons of the Northern Army lived and died together.

The vow they made when they were young had been carried out for their entire lives.

The forbidden techniques and ancient martial arts techniques envied by the martial artists outside could be learned by any of the Northern Army elites.

Colton, Little Fool, and the others had never paid much attention to such things.

Look at who their elder brother was!

This elder brother had all kinds of ultimate techniques on him. Usually, he would press their heads down and ask them to work hard to cultivate, but these bad eggs were unwilling to learn.

If it were an outside martial artist, they would probably be overjoyed.

At this moment, Braydon was holding the sword in his left hand, and his body turned into a sword. The nine figures turned into one.

Nine returned to one.

They all held their swords in their left hands.

Braydon’s killing intent increased by nine times.

The red longsword in his left hand was already in front of Amir’s chest.

The sword pierced through three inches!

Amir’s face was pale as he poured his vitality into the vitality s.h.i.+eld.

He had to block it.

Otherwise, the outcome would be death.

Braydon held his sword with his left hand and placed his right hand behind his back.

“What?”

Amir seemed to have been humiliated. He said in a low voice, “Braydon Neal, if I die, I will self-destruct. I will drag you down with me. And you, the sons of the Northern Army won’t be able to live!”

“Then, I’ll send you on your way!”

Braydon’s eyes flashed with a cold light. Clearly, he wouldn’t allow such a situation to happen.

The sword in his left hand advanced by another three inches.

The sword broke through his defense.

Then, Braydon grabbed the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Holding the sword with both hands, he charged forward.

The sword tip was another three inches deeper!

The sword went in six inches, and the tip of the sword touched Amir’s chest.

One more inch and he would be injured.

Two more inches and he would be heavily injured.

Another three inches and he would be dead!

Braydon wanted to kill Amir. He would not give Amir the time to self-destruct. He said softly, “My vitality is still a little low. Since that’s the case, I can only borrow everyone’s vitality.”

“Northern King, what are you doing?”

The martial artists from Song were shocked.

They were extremely afraid of Braydon.

In the past year, Braydon had really frightened Song and Marshland.

Their martial artists avoided people from the Northern Army at the global summit.

But now, what was Braydon going to do?

Braydon turned his head and smiled brightly, like a little brother next door. “I want to borrow your vitality.”

“Spirit Summoning Art; once I summon the martial arts path vitality, all the vitality will return to me!”

Braydon said faintly.

It displayed the terrifying power of the Spirit Summoning Art.

Those with evil intentions could cultivate evil techniques by cultivating the Spirit Summoning Art.

After Braydon’s words fell…

The martial artists of the Global Martial Artist Summit all felt their vitality surging. An invisible force guided their vitality to slowly surge out.

All the martial artists present were terrified.

What kind of terrifying secret technique was this?

It was really too overbearing.

This kind of technique should not exist in the world.

Luther Carden clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at Braydon. “Northern Army men, release all your vitality!” he said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking.

All the elites of the Northern Army released their vitality.

They were undoubtedly the ones who supported their brother Braydon the most.

Korbyn Jessen was so excited that he almost released his own vitality.

This top hidden agent almost made Jaziel blow his top. He glared at Korbyn, signaling him to stop and not act rashly.

Korbyn rubbed his nose awkwardly.

However, there were more than eighty representatives from the hundred countries, and they chose to turn a blind eye to Korbyn’s situation!