That sword light was more than ten meters long, directly tearing the night apart, emitting a holy light, even Zhao Xiaoning felt that his skin was hot, as if it was about to melt.

Being able to release such a powerful sword light, the other party is definitely a formidable enemy.

Especially the breath of the other party, which is much stronger than Claire and others.

Enemy.

This is definitely the lifelong enemy that Zhao Xiaoning has encountered.

"Oh my God, what did I see? So, is that a sword light?" An ancient warrior stared at the sword light in amazement, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"It seems to be. ”

"It's horrible, my soul was trembling just now. ”

"Who the hell is the other party, how can they release such a powerful sword light?"

"Being able to cast sword light in the air, this should be the supernatural power of a strong person in the foundation building period, right? Could it be that there is a strong person in the Western cultivation world that is comparable to the foundation building stage realm?"

Everyone was stunned, because this method was out of the realm of Qi Refining Stage cultivators.

The sudden strong enemy made everyone feel like the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and everyone felt that the atmosphere was in vain, after all, this was the Western cultivation world, and it would be a bit troublesome to attract that behemoth of the Bright Sect.

"Hymers' voice?"

In the upside-down gossip array, Claire froze for a moment, and then her eyes bloomed with a hot light, and she was about to burst into tears: "Dear Mr. Archbishop, your appearance is really like rain in time!"

"The archbishop is here, and we will leave alive. One prince breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, the archbishop is the supreme existence in the Western cultivation world, although Zhao Xiaoning's skills are not bad, but I don't believe that he can resist the archbishop's Bright Holy Sword. ”

"Claire, you guys are so embarrassed by my Western cultivation world, you can't even kill a junior. A sigh rang out, and his voice was loud and thunderous, echoing through the space.

Zhao Xiaoning appeared in front of the ancient castle and quietly looked at the old man wearing a blood-colored robe and holding a golden staff. I saw that he looked like he was in his sixties, his beard was gray-white, and he looked like an ordinary old man, without the slightest energy in his body.

Zhao Xiaoning knows that the more this seemingly ordinary person, the more extraordinary his strength is. This is the same as the Taoist Tao Yi Jian. Especially his dark eyes, there was a sense of pride, as if nothing in heaven and earth could enter his eyes.

Mysterious golden runes flickered on the blood-colored robes, which looked extraordinary. Especially the golden staff in his hand exuded a holy power, as if it could purify all things in the world.

He was Hymers, the well-deserved first person in the Western cultivation world. Even the president of the Dark Council would be ashamed of himself in front of him, and no one knows how powerful he is, because no one has seen him make a move.

No, to be precise, everyone who saw him shoot was dead.

Behind Hymers were six middle-aged men in blood-colored robes and holding long swords, their expressions solemn and their bodies radiating powerful energy. They are the six deacons of the Holy See of Light, and their strength is second only to Hymers.

Their footsteps moved slightly, but they moved rapidly, and they appeared in front of Zhao Xiaoning in the blink of an eye.

Seeing these seven masters approaching, except for Zhao Xiaoning, a faint cold sweat appeared on everyone's foreheads. The other party's aura was too strong, making them feel like a heavy boulder in their hearts, and even many people had the urge to tremble and want to prostrate and worship.

The momentum was crushed, and the other party wanted to make Zhao Xiaoning and others lose without a fight.

Although the idea was good, they underestimated Zhao Xiaoning.

Although Zhao Xiaoning was young, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Qi Refining Period, and he was only one chance away from the Foundation Building Period. He can still withstand this bit of momentum, otherwise how can he become the first leader of the Daomen?

"Zhao Xiaoning, do you really deceive me, no one in the Western cultivation world?" Hemmers spoke: "It's okay for you to kill the people of the Austin family, they are to blame for arresting your people." We can understand even if you kill Longfellow, but why do you want to hurt the innocent? Do you really think that you can sweep through the Western cultivation world? Do you know that you are digging your own grave?"

Zhao Xiaoning smiled: "You should be the strongest master in the Western cultivation world, right? We also live on the earth, I don't feel that there should be a distinction between things and things." ”

Hymers said quietly: "From now on, there really is no thing to distinguish. ”

The meaning of these words is already obvious, from now on, the cultivation world will not be divided into things, that is to say, only one of these two forces can exist.

Zhao Xiaoning hummed: "Yes, we have an old saying in Huaxia, called Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, and I, Zhao Xiaoning, have an immature idea when I come to the West this time." ”

"What immature idea?" Hymers asked.

Zhao Xiaoning grinned and said, "This immature idea is now mature." Yes, it's ripe. To put it simply and crudely, I want to pacify your Western cultivation world and overthrow your Bright Sect. ”

Hearing this, those cultivators in the Eastern Cultivation Realm were about to cry.

Alliance leader, alliance leader.

What a piercing of your words!

The masters of the Bright Sect have all been wiped out, let's not pretend to be forced like this, okay? Although your strength is very strong, we are not their opponents! Won't your conscience hurt if you pretend to force your conscience like this?

"You're arrogant. Hymers made an evaluation of Zhao Xiaoning, his eyes were as flat as ever, because he didn't put Zhao Xiaoning in his eyes at all, and he didn't regard him as an opponent at all.

Zhao Xiaoning smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, but I don't think it's arrogant." ”

"Conceited?" said a hint of sarcasm at the corners of Hemers's mouth.

Zhao Xiaoning shook his head: "No, this is an affirmation of his own strength." ”

"But in my eyes it's a kind of hubris," Hymers said. ”

"Do you know why my immature idea became mature?" Zhao Xiaoning asked.

Hymers thought for a moment and said, "You know that you will die today, so you just found a heroic and dignified excuse to die, so as to show your blood and arrogance." ”

Zhao Xiaoning laughed loudly, and did not hide the irony in his heart: "Hymers, do you really think that my monks will be as hypocritical and shameless as you? Today's incident was caused by Austen, I killed him for revenge, and I killed Longfellow for revenge, because no one can touch my people, but if anyone touches a hair of their hair, I will make them pay with their lives." As for the Bloods, I didn't want to be their enemies, but they were dead, so what does that have to do with me?"

After a pause, Zhao Xiaoning continued: "Returning to the topic just now, I am only here to seek justice, and I have no intention of being an enemy of your Western cultivation world, but you are an enemy of me, even so, I can only wipe you all out." ”

"Just you ants?" Hymers sneered, looking at the monks behind Zhao Xiaoning, his eyes blooming with indifference and disdain that could not be concealed.

(End of chapter)

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