Sword Intention!

A powerful sword intent that was enough to resonate with the sword in the hands of everyone present appeared from the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in the void. Under this sword intent, everyone felt that they were shorter innately, just as if low-level monsters were facing those super-level existences, and they felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Under the suppression of this sword intent, not to mention those ordinary sword saints, even the sword soul in Ling Yun's body was affected to a certain extent!

The middle-aged man's eyes slightly swept over the more than 300 sword saints who had not died by luck, and finally stayed on the strange sword saint who was feeling the crisis. As his hand trembled, a thick sword intent emanated directly from his palm, and instantly contacted countless giant swords under his feet. The next moment, the terrifying giant swords that stably penetrated into the desert and caused more than 2,000 sword saints to die at one time trembled again. Nearly 100,000 giant swords escaped from the earth and floated up under the support of a mysterious force, neatly arranged in the void that floated several miles behind the middle-aged man. The unsharp sword blade pointed at the powerful sword saint who survived by luck - specifically, to the strange sword saint who was locked by his eyes.

As if he knew that his identity had been exposed, the strange sword saint finally took off his disguise and looked at the void with a solemn look: "His world!"

The next moment, a powerful sword energy that was completely unavailable to the sword saint, suddenly burst out, forming a terrifying cyclone pillar, roaring towards the cloudless void for thousands of miles. The violent force rubbed against the atmosphere in the sky, causing the roaring sound of wind and thunder. The whole sky seemed to be like a hole was poked out, and the clouds were torn apart, revealing a chaos behind the clouds!

The allies around him suddenly burst out with such powerful power. Not only the sword saint next to him was surprised, but even Su Zhenfang and others retreated continuously at the fastest speed, away from the extremely dangerous strange sword saint. Looking at him from afar, a hint of fear appeared in their pupils!

Originally, Su Zhenfang thought that even if he was one step away from the divine level, he would probably not be much worse than the people in front of him. At least he would have more than enough protection. But after truly seeing his terrifying sword energy, he realized how terrible the strong man who reached the divine level cultivation in front of him was.

As his sword energy burst out, Ling Yun finally understood why he felt a sense of crisis in this strange sword saint. This sword saint was no other person, the divine-level powerful man who had been jealous of the blue formation spirit for a long time, and the sword saint who wanted to kill him repeatedly!

After revealing his momentum, the sacred looked at Ling Yun’s direction unwillingly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. However, with his distraction, the power of the middle-aged man in the void suddenly surged, as if a calm sea suddenly raised a huge wave. He carried nearly 100,000 giant swords, covering the area where the sacred was located like a storm.

Seeing this scene, the many sword saints who were still beside Shen Sheng would not know who the middle-aged man in front of him was coming? While they were secretly cursing Shen Sheng, they also broke away from the fighting circle of the two at the fastest speed. Some careful people felt the energy fluctuations from Shen Sheng's body, and they couldn't help but wonder that Shen Sheng was clearly a super strong man who reached the level of divine cultivation. With such strength, if he entered the channel of the Supreme God Realm, wouldn't it cause the channel to be unstable? Why did he appear so safe and sound when he came in now?

No matter how they guessed in their hearts, the middle-aged man and the sacred finally got into battle.

Nearly 100,000 giant swords were driven by the extremely powerful giant sword of a middle-aged man. The speed and force of the powerful momentum were far beyond the volley of hundreds of millions of giant swords before! The volley of hundreds of millions of giant swords before was almost due to the powerful inertia brought by acceleration and gravity, while the 100,000 giant swords were driven by a super strong man himself, and the impact force caused by the fierceness of even a demigod strong man could not resist.

Countless violent explosions triggered a terrifying momentum like a sea of ​​terrifying momentum. Under the impact of this aftermath of the battle, countless sword saints and demigod powerful men, including Ling Yun, all left the battlefield at the fastest speed, flew out at least hundreds of miles, watching the battle between the two from afar!

Countless giant swords were moved by the middle-aged man with his sword intent, and roared into the void, constantly launching fierce impacts on the divine-level powerful man Saint. The fluctuations caused by each impact could be clearly felt by everyone a hundred miles away. The entire earth roared and shook under the continuous impact of the giant sword, and a large amount of sand and dust formed a tornado that swept the world, roaring wildly, raging in the space in battle.

"This sword intent..."

At the moment when the two of them fought, Ling Yun had to overturn his guess! Although the person in front of him was so powerful that he was infinitely close to the level of the True God,... he was definitely not the sword monarch Ji Liuguang who had the power of one person to compete with the power of the five true god-level strong men. Judging from the aura he burst out, he could only be regarded as similar to the sacred, and even weaker than the sword spirit wheel of the god-level strong man he had seen before!

If the true sword monarch Ji Liuguang is only of this kind of strength, it is not worthy of the fear of countless true gods.

"Brother, we..."

Ling Yun glanced at the battlefield between the two powerful god-level men and shouted: "Let's go!"

However, before he could fly away, Lan Ling's voice appeared in his mind: "I can't leave. This is his realm. Unless he has the power to break the entire divine realm, it is impossible for us to leave here at all!"

"His field? Who?"

"Mr. Ji Liuguang."

Ling Yun frowned, and his eyes fell on the middle-aged man who had fought with the Holy War again: "He is Ji Liuguang, the monarch of the sword?"

"no……"

"Who is that?"

“…”

"you do not know?"

"Know……"

"It's not Silent Light, but it has the realm of Silent Light. It must have a great connection with Silent Light!"

Lan Ling paused and said, "This is the world of Lord Ji Liuguang. Because of the battle with several true gods, everything in the world has been destroyed. If I remember correctly, this should be Lord Xieyue, who is the main practitioner of the Xianxian lineage. He is a sword spirit similar to Lord Zhuanghun, responsible for guarding the desolate realm of Lord Ji Liuguang, just like Lord Zhuanghun, who guards the main star."

"Another..." Ling Yun thought for a moment, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Zi Lin, Zhun, plus the evil moon in front of him... Could it be that Ji Liuguang had cultivated many sword spirit creatures similar to Zhun?"

"No, Lord Xieyue should be the last one." Speaking of this, the voice of the formation spirit was obviously a little dim: "In addition, Master Ji Liuguang, there are four of them, each of whom are responsible for practicing one of the sword energy, and cooperate... to fight..."

Ling Yun's attention has been on the middle-aged man in the battle and thinking about their origins, but he did not notice the change in the tone of the blue array spirit. Now when he thinks about it, he realizes her abnormality and can't help but blurt out: "What's wrong with you..."

"Nothing... I just remembered some bad things..."

“…”

Ling Yun glanced at the two people who had a tendency to fight and said, "We will talk about these issues in the future. Let's leave here now."

Almost as soon as they finished speaking, all the giant swords within a radius of hundreds of miles were moved! With the power of one person, the giant swords weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds were suspended. How could this unpredictable power of gods and ghosts be compared with human power? For a moment, everyone felt a chill because of the power of this sword spirit Xie Yue!

The scene is so grand and spectacular! But unlike just now, the direction aimed at the sword blade of hundreds of millions of giant swords this time is not the sword sacred in the middle of the battle circle, but the sword saint who survived by the lucky one who escaped from a hundred miles!

At the point of the sword blade, everyone felt firmly locked by a heavy sword intent! This sword intent that locked everyone exuded an ancient vicissitudes of life, just like this desolate desert, bringing people an indescribable heaviness! It seemed that at this moment, everyone was in an ancient desert without any margins and without any life. Looking around, there was yellow sand all over the sky, no end. The terrible momentum of being swallowed by the endless desert made these sword saints feel deeply suffocated!

The fragile Lin Xue and others all looked pale under the sword intent, as if they couldn't breathe, and were breathing heavily, even Lin Shuilan, the strongest.

Several sword saints who had been injured were in a period of weakness. At this moment, they were rushed by this sword intent. Looking at the countless giant swords that were aiming at them again, they could no longer support the figure floating in the air, and fell directly, with a look of despair!

"Go away!"

I don’t know who shouted first, and then the remaining more than 300 people dispersed like a frying pot, showing their magical powers, flying in all directions at their fastest speed, trying to struggle to lock the terrifying sword intent.

They escaped faster, and hundreds of millions of giant swords were faster!

Before he escaped for more than ten miles, an extremely powerful divine thought suddenly rushed to all directions with the battle point of the two! At this moment, Xie Yue was like a wheel in the central temple, and obtained the terrifying power of the wheel that did not take the true god seriously. With his powerful thoughts, he moved hundreds of millions of giant swords and shot violently in all directions.

disaster!

This is an absolute disaster for everyone!

Under the terrifying blow of hundreds of millions of giant swords, no one could escape. Even Ling Yun suddenly changed his face at this moment. The sword intent in his body exploded freely, and the mysterious sword energy on the nineteenth is gathering wildly, mixed with several pseudo-god sword energy, and roaring at the many giant swords that shot behind him - this is the limit he can exert in an instant!

In an instant, he drove so many giant swords, and such magical powers had surpassed the limits of the divine-level powerful man.
Chapter completed!