Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"Who are you, report your name!"

"My seat, don't kill the unknown!"

Xu Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was a faint sword intent lingering around his body, and the hair hanging down was like a sharp sword, giving people a sense of sharpness.

"Dayan Realm Hanging Immortal Island, Heavy Mountain!"

The young man opened his mouth, like an ancient savage bull, with a jet-black light all over his body, and he was as heavy as a thousand weights. Those who were a little closer to him felt the terrifying gravity pull, and the whole body weight increased hundreds of times, and the bones could not bear it. With such a weight, it made a rattling sound, as if it was about to break apart.

The people around quickly moved away from him and looked sideways.

"Hanging Island, was not robbed of supplies by the Tibetan Sword Sect, but stood up to fight for us."

"Brother is great!"

Someone said approvingly.

"This person, who was born under the sect of Hou Xianzun, practiced under the sect of Hou Xianzun. It is rumored that he has passed on the inheritance of Hou Xianzun. He cultivates the gravity technique, which has reached the peak level of the Holy Emperor. When the gravity god comes out, the sky will collapse and the earth will be cracked, and it will collapse the world!"

There is a passerby who acts as an audience commentator, explaining the situation and revealing information to those watching the battle.

"cut!"

Xu Changqing's eyes were fixed, but he didn't draw out his sword, and pointed at Chongshan.

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Chapter 142

The vast land of tens of thousands of hectares turned into a sword field in an instant, and countless clods burst open, or turned into drizzle flying swords, or turned into thundering heavy swords, soaring into the sky, enveloping the whole mountain in the sky. in.

Thousands of people were affected. They were injured by the sword energy, and their clothes were cut to pieces, but the divine swords transformed from mud and rocks skilfully passed over their bodies and swam close to their skin. However, like the most dexterous fish, no substantial damage was done.

"What a terrifying sword technique."

"What a terrifying control."

"Is this the eighth place in the Tianjiao list?"

The thousands of people were shocked and retreated in a hurry, keeping a distance of ten miles from the heavy mountain to avoid being affected by the battle.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

There was a dense sound of blacksmithing, and the vast rain of swords did not hurt him at all.

There are only a few thunder epees, leaving faint white marks on the pitch-black body.

"This sword moves like a thunderbolt, and it is hard to defend against. It is enough to deal with the weak, but for me, it is difficult to hurt even a hair."

Chong Shan waved his palm the size of a cattail leaf fan, creating a terrifying hurricane, knocking away all the swords in an instant, turning them back into sand and stones.

"Hidden Sword Sect, do you only know such fancy swordsmanship?"

He took a step, shrinking the ground into an inch, and stepped onto the sky in an instant, only a hundred feet away from Xu Changqing.

The jet-black light billowed up, piercing Changhong, his body swelled by three points, and the aura as heavy as a mountain was slowly gushing out, giving people a strong sense of oppression, wild and domineering.

"The first sword, detect the strength, so as not to hurt your life."

"Hou Xianzun's inheritance has brought you to this height."

"The opportunity of Tianji Pavilion, guess what level I have reached."

Xu Changqing spoke indifferently, still looking down at his opponent with ice-like eyes.

"What a crazy person! Not to mention the strength of the battle, but this invincible will can be called the king of the younger generation!"

"Damn it, he pretended to be so handsome!"

Everyone in Dayan Realm was in an uproar.

Especially when Xu Changqing mentioned the word Tianji Pavilion, it was difficult for them to refute.

Hou Xianzun does have a supreme reputation in the Dayan Realm, but compared with Tianji Pavilion...

Forget it, no comparison.

"Smart teeth, show your strength!"

Zhongshan felt a little humiliated, the inheritance he regarded as a treasure was so underestimated.

Even if it is the chance of Tianji Pavilion?

Today, he will crush it with one foot!

"This sword, I hope you will live."

Xu Changqing stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the hilt behind his back.

With fluttering black hair and white clothes, the youth is like a nine-day sword fairy, holding a nameless sword hilt, pointing at the ants in the world.

"Everything can be a sword."

He groaned softly, and the hilt of the sword in his hand trembled.

The two became one in an instant.

In the world, without Xu Changqing, it is like a divine sword, without the body of the sword, only the hilt remains.

The terrifying breath of death rose from everyone's hearts, even the half-step emperor was not immune.

Before the sword was drawn, everyone in the Dayan Realm was astonished.

Countless people subconsciously resorted to life-saving methods, various bright body protection masks, death charms one after another, bottles of precious medicine pills.

Chong Shan also felt that a catastrophe was imminent, and his whole body hurt like a needle prick. The blood turned into a sharp sword, swimming in the meridians, and the bone turned into a sword blade, which was inserted between the flesh and blood. He seemed to be wrapped in blades.

"what……"

He groaned in pain, trembling all over but did not dare to move, strands of black blood flowed out from the pores, and turned into sword threads to wrap around his body, drawing out terrifying bloodstains.

"sword!"

Heaven and Earth issued a will to recognize the person holding the sword.

Ruixia gushes, and the sound of the sky vibrates, as if a swordsman has become immortal.