Thousand Swords Art
Over forty spirit swords flew towards the poison spider, which seemed to sense something and emitted a piercing shriek. It opened its mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of venom;
Just as the venom collided with the countless spirit swords, the swords in mid-air, as if possessing their own consciousness, all changed direction in the air, tracing an arc, and continued to slash towards the poison spider;
Boom, boom, boom~
The spirit swords struck the poison spider's body, splashing blood everywhere;
"Squeak~"
The poison spider's body was left with dozens of sword marks, each over half a foot long, continuously oozing blood. Such wounds resembled being sliced by a thousand knives, causing the poison spider's body to twitch uncontrollably and let out bursts of agonizing howls;
Puff, puff, puff, puff~
