It seems that there are thousands of sword sounds resounding. This is not a meaningless waste of magic power, not a Taoist technique or sword control technique, but a magical power!

Across the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu's eyes were like torches, and the seven flying swords were trembling rapidly in an extremely magical way.

Every moment, there were thousands of trembling and buzzing sounds, and countless sword lights rose up, stacked and intertwined, like tides, like seas, like earth and sky!

Thousands of miles apart, it seems to be coming straight to the middle of your eyebrows. It is the magical power of the "Three Foot Sky Sword"!

However, compared to the sword outside Jincai City, the power and power of these seven flying swords are more than ten times greater?

Its power is so strong that it fills the world with his senses.

only……

"Is the Heavenly Sword three feet?"

He moved with his feet on the sea of ​​clouds, and Yang Yu stepped like a mountain, leaning his arms and fisted out.

At this moment, he had truly realized the latter's mood when he was fighting with the demon child twenty-seven years ago.

The sea of ​​swords in front of him was more than several times stronger than that, but at this time, his eyes were full of flaws.

The sword light of the sky finally has gaps, and no matter how grand the formation is, there are still gaps.

"There are too many flaws..."

The whispering sounds that seem to be there or not, as if it is a thousand miles away, echoing in the ears and hearts of the Taoist Sanchi.

The next moment, his violent eyes were condensed, and a great horror suddenly arose in his heart!

The red dress disappeared into his vast sea of ​​swords, without a trace.

But he did not notice his aura. Instead, his vast sea of ​​sword light, which was condensed to the extreme, was knocked and exploded!

boom!

Boom!

The sea of ​​swords shattered and turned into the ultimate light scattered everywhere!

As Yang Yu stepped, his fist moved with his body, his body changed from heart to size, and moved across the rolling sea of ​​swords.

The size is the same, in a sense, it is the "First God's Treasure" he opened after he was promoted to a human immortal.

In the transition from size to size, it may be smaller than dust, like fine particles that are invisible to the naked eye, which can penetrate the wall, hide in the ground, or even penetrate the sword light!

boom!

In less than a moment, Yang Yu's figure had crossed the rolling sea of ​​swords. Between Ji Zhang's five fingers, the seven flying swords that the three-foot Taoist, who had been nurtured by the thousand-year-old foundation of the Qiancang Jiangmen, were all captured!

Then, in the horrifying eyes of Sanchi Taoist, Changshou Taoist and even many disciples of Cangjiangmen.

It collided directly outside Cangjiang Gate, above the huge mountain that was thousands of feet high.

"Design the formation!"

Sanchi Taoist coughed up blood in big mouths and sent a shocked warning sign.

"Design the formation!"

Ming Taoist in Qing Dynasty was shocked, but the disciples of Cangjiangmen had numb scalps and had their livers and gallbladders!

Amid everyone's horrified eyes and the huge roar that resounded through the mountains.

The giant mountain of sacred mountain was broken!

Half a mountain thousands of feet high, under the storm of the qi and blood that are as bright as the sun,

It hit Cangjiangmen like a meteor!
Chapter completed!