The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

Xuantian passed through the passage that blocked the barrier and reached the Shenzhou area of ​​​​the beast wilderness. He immediately felt relaxed and happy.

A familiar breath rushed to his face, making him feel comfortable.

This is the atmosphere of his hometown, deeply planted in his heart.

Boom——

Xuantian, who was feeling relaxed and happy, suddenly felt a sudden jump in his heart.

Xuantian is already a seventh-level emperor. His whole body, skin, flesh, muscles, bones, internal organs, blood and marrow, has been cultivated to a very powerful level. The sixth-level spiritual body that has cultivated an immortal golden body is not ordinary powerful, and the body muscles are all powerful. Under Xuantian's control.

Therefore, this sudden heartbeat is very strange. Generally speaking, such a thing cannot happen in Xuantian's realm.

But it's a bit strange that this happened.

Inexplicably, Xuan Tian felt uneasy in his heart, as if that heartbeat was sensing something.

Suddenly he remembered that when he returned to China this time, he had brought Xuanyuan Chuxue, Yu Feifan, Jiang Yuheng and other divine sons and goddesses with him. The reason was to prevent him from being in danger when he met Sikong Ding and other divine sons in China.

"Could it be that Sikong Ding and the others really came to China first?" Xuan Tian was suddenly startled, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he immediately took a step forward.

The Divine Continent only has a radius of a million miles, and even with the beast wilderness, it is not much bigger. Xuantian teleported directly from the edge of the beast wilderness to the Tianjian Dynasty in one step.

The next moment, Xuantian appeared in the sky outside Jian Zong.

call! call! call! call! call!

Xuantian just appeared, with five terrifying auras. Then he rushed out from the Sword Sect.

These five auras can indeed be called terrifying, and two of them have the power of a quasi-emperor. This is a little better, but the other three auras carry imperial power. The momentum is like a tornado, sweeping across all directions, nine heavens and ten places.

The warriors of the entire Jianzong, and all the warriors in Jiannan City dozens of miles away. All warriors and mortals within hundreds of miles around were suppressed by this terrifying imperial power and were forced to crawl on the ground, unable to move.

Xuan Tian felt these five powerful auras. My heart was suddenly startled, and what I was worried about became a reality.

He looked forward and saw five young sons and goddesses standing in the sky above Jianzong Square.

Above the Jianzong Square. There is a 100-meter-tall golden statue. It was Xuantian.

Among them, the youngest son of God stood on top of the golden statue, and the other four stood two on each shoulder.

Xuantian recognized three of these five sons and goddesses. The youngest son of God standing above him was none other than Sikong Ding at this moment. He was holding a ** year-old girl in his hand.

On the right side of Sikong Ding stood Qin Shiyu and Changkong Mingyue, a man and a woman. On the left hand side of Sikong Ding stood two sons of gods who looked to be about the same age as Sikong Ding.

Xuantian has never seen these two people, but their aura is very terrifying and contains imperial power. Both of them are one-star emperors.

Xuantian's eyes swept across the five people, and then returned to Sikong Ding in an instant, almost wanting to spit out fire.

The **-year-old girl, with a red face and a pair of big eyes filled with tears, was looking at Xuan Tian blankly.

Although Xuantian had not seen Xuan Tingting for four years, and children were growing up quickly, Xuantian recognized her at a glance. This little girl was his sister.

As soon as he saw the little girl, Xuan Tian felt a special feeling in his heart. It was a family love that could never be cut off and blood was thicker than water.

"Sikong Ding, let my sister go!" Xuan Tian gritted his teeth, and word after word burst out from between his teeth.

Sikong Ding held Xuan Tingting in one hand, pinched her rosy face with the other hand, pulled her cheeks up, and said calmly: "Xuan Tian, ​​look at your sister, how cute she is with her thin skin and tender flesh, tsk tsk... , what would it look like if such a cute girl’s body was broken into pieces, Xuantian, you definitely don’t want to see this result!”

"Sikong Ding, I tell you again, let my sister go." Xuan Tian said every word, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

At this time, Xuantian's eyes were already filled with blood red, and his heart was really burning with killing rage.

Of course, Xuantian did not lose his mind and did not forget the helpers he brought. With a wave of his hand, he released Long Ziyan, Xuanyuan Chuxue, Yu Feifan, and Jiang Yuheng from the Holy Cauldron.

Looking at the five people in front of them, four of them looked shocked.

Xuanyuan Chuxue, Yu Feifan, and Jiang Yuheng also had angry looks on their faces.

Xuanyuan Chuxue shouted: "Sikong Ding, Qian Lingyun, Shi Zhenxiang, Qin Shiyu, Changkong Mingyue, as sons and goddesses of gods, you threaten mortals, how shameless are you?"

Among the five people, only Changkong Mingyue had a look of shame on his face. He frowned and looked at Sikong Ding, but didn't say anything. The other four looked indifferent.

Qin Shiyu smiled slightly and said: "Xuanyuan Chuxue, you also said that we are mortals. What are mortals? Compared to us sons and goddesses, they are nothing more than ants. Does crushing an ant casually to death have anything to do with face?"

"That's right, but even if it is an ant, we are not willing to crush it to death because it will dirty our hands."

A man in green standing on the right side of Sikong Cauldron said: "Xuan Tian, ​​as long as you hand over the Holy Cauldron, we won't bother to care about these ants."

Xuantian's eyes were like swords, staring at the man in green, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

Xuanyuan Chuxue said from the side: "He is Shi Zhenxiang, the son of God King Kunxu, and next to him is Qian Lingyun, the son of God King Taichu. Both of them have the cultivation level of a one-star emperor and are very powerful. , difficult to deal with.”

Shi Zhenxiang looked cheerful and said: "Xuan Tian, ​​you are just a mortal, you are not qualified to know my name. You only need to know that I am the son of Shi Shen. If you hand over the Holy Cauldron, your sister will be safe and sound. Otherwise, her little sister will be safe." You will die today at such a young age, and all the ants in the Sword Sect will also be buried with you because of your refusal."

"Shi Zhenxiang, do you believe that one day I will beat you until the shit comes out of your mouth...!" Xuan Tianyin said harshly.

Shi Zhenxiang suddenly became livid and said in a cold voice: "It seems that you are toasting instead of eating the fine wine. Your sister is only ** years old, and you just watch her turn into a bloody mist in front of you?"

"Xuan Tian, ​​I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. You only need to answer, hand over the Holy Cauldron or not...!" Sikong Ding spoke.

As he spoke, he pinched Xuan Tingting's face with slight force. Suddenly, a large black mark appeared on Xuan Tingting's fair and rosy face.

At this moment, Xuan Tingting must be in great pain. Tears welled up all of a sudden, but she did not cry out or ask for help. At such a young age, he is very determined.

"Hand--- off!" Xuan Tian blurted out.

Seeing the black patch on Xuan Tingting's face, Xuantian's heart hurt, as if it was tugging at his heart.

Yu Feifan and Jiang Yuheng both looked startled when they heard this. Xuanyuan Chuxue sighed "Alas".

Holy tripod. It is the goal that all the sons of gods and goddesses are looking for when they come to the mortal world. Now, there are already two holy cauldrons on Sikong Ding's side. If Xuantian's holy cauldron is handed over to them, the number of their holy cauldrons will greatly increase, exceeding the total number. half.

As the sons and daughters of gods, the three of them certainly did not want to see Sikong Ding and others gain more holy cauldrons.

However, at this moment, Xuan Tingting was held in Sikong Ding's hand. Sikong Ding could crush Xuan Tingting into pieces at any time, and Xuantian was helpless.

Xuanyuan Chuxue and three others. It is impossible to stop Xuan Tian from saving his sister.

Moreover, Xuanyuan Chuxue also believed that Xuantian was unlikely to be at the mercy of the other party.

Sure enough, after a while, Xuanyuan Chuxue, Yu Feifan, and Jiang Yuheng all received a message from Xuantian's soul: "Three of you, I will rescue my sister from Sikong Ding later. Sikong Ding will be dealt with by Yibao, and the other four People depend on you.”

"Okay, as long as you can save people from Sikong Ding, we will definitely stop the other four people." The three people responded via voicemail, but the surprised and unwilling expressions on their faces remained unchanged.

Xuantian has Xiaobao's trump card, but the opponent doesn't know it. If he gets close to Sikong Ding, he can suddenly attack him, which is a terrible trump card. Even if Sikong Ding's combat power is unparalleled, and he is attacked by Xiaobao at a close distance, I'm afraid it will If Xuantian is going to suffer a big loss, it may not be hopeless to rescue Xuantingting from Sikong Ding.

"Xuan Tian, ​​if you want to save people, the great Sword Chi can also do you a favor. As long as you get close to Sikong Ding, I will use my spiritual thoughts to shake Sikong Ding's spirit and make his reaction as slow as possible. Increase your chances of successfully rescuing people." Jian Chi's voice also sounded in Xuan Tian's mind.

"Thank you, Jian Chi." Xuantian said in a message.

"Hahahaha...!" Hearing Xuantian's answer, Sikong Ding and others laughed happily.

Sikong Ding smiled and said, "Then throw all your holy cauldrons over here."

Xuan Tian shook his head and said: "I hand over the cauldron, you hand over the person, I will deliver the cauldron to you, and you will deliver the person to me. I have to ensure that my sister is safe before I can give you the Holy Cauldron. "

Sikong Ding frowned: "You can't trust me, the Son of God?"

Xuan Tian sneered and said, "I can't trust any of you."

Sikong Ding rolled his eyes and said, "Are you trying to get closer and sneak attack me? Ji Wuye didn't show up, he's still hiding in the Holy Cauldron!"

Sikong Ding was not stupid, and he reacted very quickly, but he could never have imagined the existence of the Danyuan Emperor's Palace and Yibao Boy. His guess was that the direction was right, but the specifics were a million miles away.

Although Xuantian was angry in his heart, he gradually calmed down and said: "Ji Wuye is at odds with me and has not come here. I will take out the Holy Cauldron. You can use your soul to examine it carefully to see if there is anything inside." There are no Tibetans.”

As he spoke, Xuantian waved his hand, and a light of chaos, a light of thunder and lightning, a violent wind swept across, and a light of flames appeared at the same time. In the blink of an eye, four holy cauldrons appeared in front of him, with their mouths facing Sikong Dingwu. Man, all the things stored inside were poured out.

Sikong Ding and other five divine sons and goddesses all looked shocked. In less than half a year, Xuantian had another holy cauldron in his hands, a total of four. (To be continued...)

ps: The fourth update. . . Supplementary update: 2nd update on September 27th.

After a tiring day, Chocolate finally completed the fourth update.

Brothers, my promise has been fulfilled, please recommend and get over 800 votes. . . .

Asking for a recommendation vote!