Between the vast mountains, under the heavy snow of goose feathers, a young man came on a lion.

His appearance is unparalleled, and his expression is calm and casual.

It’s not like the domineering behavior of crossing a million miles to the war book, but it’s like a noble young man going outing.

But as he stepped out, a terrifying sword intent that was not too domineering but was extremely sharp and filled the hearts of every master of the Xiaomang God clan who was staring at him.

"Under the wound..."

Xiaochu Cangshan had never seen a hidden wound, but the moment he saw the hidden wound, his heart suddenly tensed, and his eyebrows were tingling, as if he was hung above his head by a divine sword.

Uncontrollably, his pupils suddenly shrank: "Feng Shang is not as good as him!"

With just a glance, Xiaochu Cangshan's heart sank instantly.

Even Feng Shang may not be his opponent, let alone an existence whose sword intent is even more terrifying than Feng Shang!

boom!

Xiaochu Cangshan's body subconsciously shook, and the air waves rolled.

Roar ~~~

With the violent fluctuations in his mood, behind him was magnificent and magnificent, with a radius of hundreds of miles, like a floating fairy island, suddenly a huge roar sounded.

Then, the heads of three platy mastiffs, hundreds of miles tall, slowly rose, and their scarlet tongues spit out, and a cold light flashed on their hideous fangs.

His six eyes emitted a faint green light, staring at the hidden wounds.

However, it was the temple sacrifice of the spirits of the Xiaomang God clan. He noticed the shock of Xiaochu Cangshan and appeared in advance.

As the heads of the three pan mastiffs rose, all the masters of the Xiaomang God Clan breathed a sigh of relief.

This spirit sacrifice is a god that fell from the Xiaomang God Clan. Although he cannot step out of the temple to kill the enemy, he can protect and bless them.

"He's the only one?"

"Be careful that everyone in the Jianmen attacked him. He would never come alone."

"It turns out to be a supreme master. I feel the extremely terrifying sword intent!"

Many masters before Xiaomang Temple had different expressions, either with murderous intent or with surprise.

In the sky, the masters of the Xiaomang God Clan were staring at each other.

Even with the protection of the ancestor spirit, most of the Qi-training men of the Xiaomang God clan could feel the powerful sword intent that almost encompasses everything.

Such awesomeness shocked them and they were very afraid.

Even if it is just one person and one rider, no one dares to be careless.

"Xiaochu Cangshan?"

While Xiaochu Cangshan was looking at him, Fushen raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke softly.

His voice was not very loud, but it rang in the ears of all the masters of the Xiaomang God Clan.

"I......."

Xiaochu Cangshan was about to speak when he saw the young man suddenly poking his palm out.

Visible to the naked eye, a green light slowly condensed into a swaying sword like grass on its golden palm.

Zheng~~~

The silent mountains were instantly filled with the ultimate sound of swords. Clouds in the sky swept open all the way, and snow all over the sky was like a dragon, rising into the sky.

"Die!"

Fushen said concisely, but he just took a light look, asked a question, and then suddenly raised his sword.

Zheng~~~~~~

The extremely powerful sword sound seemed endless and instantly filled the eyes of all the Xiaomang God clan’s eyes, sea of ​​heart, sea of ​​consciousness, and soul!

At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped, time seemed to be stretched and spread, and space seemed to be attracted and collapsed.

Everything is a hundred times, thousands, and ten thousand times slower than usual at this moment!

"not good!"

Xiaochu Cangshan's heart exploded instantly, and his fear changed. Even his thoughts seemed to have slowed down to an extremely terrifying level!

But he knew that this was not his slowness.

But the young man was too strong. Just lifting the long sword, his power had already affected everyone's soul!

It’s not that time has slowed down, but that they have slowed down!

roar!!!

At the same time, the ancestral spirit connected to Xiaochu Cangshan's mind also let out a huge roar in the temple.

Even though he had already fallen, he felt terrified!

"Under the wound!"

The roar of the pan mastiff blew like the wind, as if it had no effect, but Xiaochu Cangshan suddenly took a step with his blessing.

Then, one of his white hair instantly turned black, and his old face changed instantly. In just a blink of an eye, the powerful qi and blood had already burst out from his body.

Behind him, a three-headed mastiff shadow rose, and he also roared to the sky, dispelling the fear in his heart with anger.

You must use magical powers!

At the same time, before the temple, the seven giants of the Xiaomang God clan also showed three mastiffs, the spirit of the Tiangou, and Yang Tian roared.

I want to launch an attack with Xiaochu Cangshan!

This person is so scary!

Just by lifting the long sword almost caused their souls to fall into silence. Who can resist this sword?

Extreme fear catalyzes the flame of anger.

In an instant, countless magical powers suddenly bombarded down from thousands of feet above the sky!

clang~~~

At this time, the hidden wound, who had been sitting leisurely on the lion, slowly slashed down with a sword.

Rumble!!

Although it was a sword, it suddenly burst out with a terrifying sound of thousands of thunders roaring together.

However, the sharpness of this sword was too bright and it instantly slashed out the gas within hundreds of miles before the body.

Huh~~~

The sword light rolled like a tide and rushed straight into the sky.

Wherever you pass, the void cracked, and the invisible gas turned into a substantial storm and ran away in all directions, making an extremely harsh sound!

In an instant, countless masters of the Xiaomang God Clan all jumped in their hearts, and the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly burst into bright light, and then they fell into absolute darkness!

In a trance, all the masters of the Xiaomang God Clan lost all their consciousness and did not know where they were.

You can only see a small grass breaking out of the ground in the endless darkness, absorbing all nutrients and growing, and swaying with the wind, the first branches and leaves grow.

Then, the sword light lit up again!

The light of extinction tore through the void thousands of feet, spanning hundreds of miles, tearing up all tangible and intangible substances, and shattering all the magical powers that were bombarded!

The earth is cracking!

Snowy mountains crack!

The void cracks!

A grass cuts the sun, moon and stars!

This sword intent is so brilliant that it instantly breaks through the nine heavens, and it is so terrifying!

Just one sword slashed, it seemed as if it had split the world!

All the masters of the Xiaomang God Clan have completely fallen into eternal silence before they come back to their senses!

The body has not yet been destroyed, and its soul has been killed by the sword intent!

"How is that possible?!"

Xiaochu Cangshan roared wildly in his heart.

He could feel an unimaginable breath of death hitting him, his body was wailing, and his soul was wailing.

Even hundreds of miles away, his mind seemed to be broken by this sword intent!

This is not a god!

Even ordinary gods will never be able to cut such a sword!

Even the pan mastiff above the Xiaomang Temple, six miserable green-eyed centers, flashed a light of fear!

Huh~~~
To be continued...