Sword Slaying The Heavens

On the top of the sky, thunder roared and roared, dark clouds were densely covered, and they retreated in all directions, making way for the humanoid lightning.

The human-shaped Lightning held a thunder sword, and his whole body was condensed by the thunder of the God of Tribulation. People saw the face of this person clearly, it was actually an extremely young man in ancient robes.

The strong men in Shushan were all shocked, their faces changed greatly, and they recognized the young man as their ancestor of Shushan!

How could it be? The patriarch has been immortal for many years, and there are portraits of him from young to old in the ancient books of every peak. This is clearly what he looked like when he was young. How could he appear from the Thunder of Heavenly Tribulation?

This is the divine posture of the ancestor in the Yuanying period. It is really heroic and extraordinary, far surpassing the current generation! Several strong men also discovered the realm of this humanoid lightning, which is completely the cultivation base of the Yuanying period, but the strength But it was terrible.

Although his sharp sword is condensed with thunder, but the majestic sword intent is so overwhelming that even the god refining stage feels coercion.

It's over, boy, what the hell did you do? The sky wants to abuse you like this, and it won't give you a way to survive. It called out such a monstrous character! The bald bird stood in the crowd, sighing one after another. I can't stand it anymore, but I can't do anything about it!

Heaven? The little golden monkey looked up at the sky, a gleam of radiance flashed across those golden eyes, but it was still full of doubts!

On the altar, when Chen Fan saw this human-shaped lightning, his heart suddenly trembled. This is definitely the most powerful Nascent Soul Stage he has ever seen. An ancient man with a sword heart, exuding the aura of Shushan Immortal Sword Art , is definitely the supreme swordsman.

Interesting, Tiandao actually summoned the ancients who died for countless years! Qin Changtian's eyes narrowed slightly, he was still confident because he had an immortal body.

call out!

At this time, the sharp sword in the human-shaped Lightning's hand was drawn out, and immediately the whole person was like a streamer, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chen Fan, pierced the void, and rushed towards him.

It's just a sword, but there are thousands of thunder swords in front of him. Every sword is real, and every sword contains his strongest blow. Nuo Da's void is twisted one after another, as if About to be torn apart by these ten thousand sharp swords.

Is this the Wanjian Jue?

How...how can you be so powerful! The strong men in Shushan widened their eyes in disbelief.

Wanjianjue is just a set of extremely common and basic swordjue in Shushan. It has existed since the establishment of Shushan sect, and its power is not powerful.

Its power is as high as the sky, even stronger than the Jiuxiao Thunder Sword, the current Zhenpai sword art in Shushan.

It's so powerful! Chen Fan's expression was incomparably dignified. The power given to him by this humanoid lightning was actually not weaker than that in the early stage of refining gods, it was too powerful.

Facing the sharp swords rushing from the sky, he no longer hesitated, and stepped forward with nine palace steps. The sharp sword pierced the altar, and then pointed directly at the sky, instantly opening the two sword arrays of the sky and the earth, gathering the power of the sky and the earth.

Afterwards, a purple-gold sword flower covered the front of the body, and dense sword shadows appeared, as if a strong and solid barrier ran across the front of the body.

At the same time, human-shaped lightning has come with a sword, and thousands of sharp swords have also arrived, like thousands of showers falling, covering the entire altar. This is an indiscriminate attack, as long as you are on the altar Among them, there is no escape.

The three young leaders of the Immortal Palace were restrained by Chen Fan's silkworm seal, but after they broke free forcefully, they were attacked by sharp swords coming forward, and the attack was as intensive as a torrential rain, and each sword was like a million swords. The catty boulder fell down.

The three people in the Immortal Palace had nowhere to escape, so they hurriedly resorted to magic formulas to shake them hard, but unfortunately there was not much real energy left in their bodies, and they didn't even have a chance to take the elixir, their arms were instantly smashed into blood by the sharp swords all over the sky broken.

boom!

The strong man of the Immortal Palace stood in the Immortal Courtyard. After seeing this scene, he crushed a valuable spiritual treasure in his hand, gritted his teeth, and stared at Chen Fan on the altar with cold eyes.

They knew that the three outstanding talents of the Immortal Palace could not escape this catastrophe, and they would all fall, and the culprit was the young man in green shirt on the altar. But there is nothing he can do, only hope that the humanoid lightning will kill him as soon as possible.

Qin Changtian waved his fists and shook those sharp swords hard, but he was unable to fight against them at all, and his arms were instantly shattered into blood mist, but in just a few breaths, the flesh and blood re-condensed, and a new body grew, and he recovered again. peak.

The ability of the immortal body has made countless monks in the world jealous.

The strong man of the Qin clan also sat down calmly, thinking that this time the number one arrogant person should be Qin Changtian, as long as he stays alive, Chen Fan will be suppressed by the Dao of Heaven sooner or later, and there will be only one person on the altar Qin Changtian was left alone.

when!

At the same time, an ear-shattering metal trill sounded from Chen Fan's position, and countless sharp swords fell on the purple-gold sword shadow in front of him, all of which were caught by Chen Fan one by one, but his hands were also caught by this A huge force shakes the blood.

Sickness! Chen Fan gritted his teeth slightly, and the Pyrenmu Chapter in his body was running wildly, and he rushed to make up for the wound on his hand, but his soul was also traumatized, which the Fenmu Chapter could not make up for.

At this moment, Chen Fan also discovered that among the thousands of sharp swords, each sword contains the sword intent of human-shaped lightning, which is an artistic conception of destroying everything.

The trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them!

The young founder of Shu Mountain with the human form of lightning practiced exactly this way. He was neither a tree nor a forest, but he stood at the highest point, turning into a sword of wind and overlooking everything!

No, you are cultivating the Six Paths, so you can't escape reincarnation! Chen Fan's expression turned cold, both reincarnation and life and death concepts erupted, and a powerful Tai Chi diagram re-condensed behind him, with distinct black and white colors, which was considered strong.

call out!

The humanoid Lightning appeared in front of Chen Fan with expressionless face and eyes like sharp swords.

There was a cold light on the tip of the sword, and the strands of spiritual energy were pierced by the tip of the sword, and the sharp light pointed towards Chen Fan's throat!

laugh!

In the blink of an eye, the human-shaped Lightning passed by Chen Fan, and everyone barely saw what happened, and saw a few drops of blood dripping from the sword in the human-shaped Lightning's hand, which came from Chen Fan!

It's over? Many people were dumbfounded!

Mu Yunshui stood under the altar, her eyes wet involuntarily, she didn't know why this happened, she had already repaid her favor, and she could see the trace of blood and the bloodstain on Chen Fan's neck, her heart seemed to be stabbed by a sword There is an unbearable pain.

Boy... In the crowd, the bald bird was also in a daze. It was all too fast, and it was a bit unacceptable!

It's just a sword, this is the essence of swordsmanship, there is no move to win, there is a move, and the sword will kill you. Seeing this amazing sword of the ancestor, I suddenly understood that no matter how powerful the sword is, it is just a show of fists and legs! The strong of Shushan feel proud, this is the strength of their originator of Shushan!

Slap! Slap!

On the altar, there was only a slight sound like the sound of mosquitoes, which was the sound of blood dripping on the ground. The figure in the green shirt was still standing tall, his head was slightly lowered, and drops of blood dripped from his neck. dripping everywhere.

Buzz!

The sharp sword finally trembled, and the ear-piercing sound of the sword suddenly broke the silence again, like a magic sound, tearing everything apart.