In that land, a deep valley appeared.

That's right!

It was not a crack, but a huge deep valley hundreds of feet deep, spreading to the end of the sky.

Feng Manlou's move is the only one of the heavenly swords, and it has carved out a canyon on the earth!

Everyone's eyes swept towards the ten venerables.

Everyone's breathing stopped at this moment.

Because of the Venerable One who originally stood in the heavens and had a majestic aura like ten mountains.

At the moment, there are only four left!

The entire six Venerables simply disappeared.

No......

It's not that it's gone, because when the wind blows, there's a strong smell of blood.

Those six Venerables, under the only move of the Heavenly Sword, under the Ling Chi of the 200,000 long swords, turned into countless blood foams and flew in the void.

Everyone froze, their bodies frozen.

It was as if there was an endless thunder rumbling in my mind.

It makes their minds a little confused.

The wind is full of buildings, and it only has the strength of the Seven Heavens of the Divine Mansion.

But he killed six Venerables with one sword!

This is so terrifying, it's almost against the sky!

"This ......" is the three false saints, and they also showed a stunned face.

Especially the Emperor Xing Mo of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, because the two Venerables of the Heavenly Star Dynasty were directly under this sword, and there was not even scum left.

Of the four remaining Venerables present.

There are two Heavenly God Sword Sects, Concubine Leng and Xia Lieshan are still alive.

That Chun mother-in-law has been Ling Chi by ten thousand swords and turned into blood foam.

The two Venerables of the Celestial Star Dynasty are all destroyed!

There are two Venerables next to the Oriental Family, and one Venerable Four Heavens survived.

Of the three Venerables of the Xingyu Sword Pavilion, only one Venerable Fifth Heaven survived.

But even the four Venerables who survived, except for Concubine Leng who was a little better, the other three Venerables all had countless sword wounds on their bodies.

The flesh rolled up, as if it had been put into a meat grinder.

And at this moment, these three Venerables all had unprecedented horror in their eyes.

Their pride and indifference as Venerable Ones were all gone, and some were left with endless fear.

Even the Venerable Sevenfold Heaven's Concubine Leng had a trace of horror on her face.

The Ten Venerables, kill the sixth, hit the third, and suffer the first!

What kind of record is this?

Not to mention that this kind of record was set by a Feng Manlou who only had the Seven Heavens of the Divine Mansion.

Millions of warriors, at this moment, are all numb in their scalps and their hearts are shaken.

This kind of record, this kind of strength, looking at the South Heaven Domain, is unique!

It can be said that Feng Manlou has truly become a legend of sword cultivation today!

"Although I can also reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the future, it is indeed powerful. ”

It was the empty Emperor Haotian, who also sighed slightly after seeing the only move of the Feng Manlou Heavenly Sword.

Everyone, at this moment, turned their eyes to the wind in unison.

At this moment, the wind is full of buildings, and it has already fallen from the sky and landed on the earth.

He stood there silently with the cracked Anemo Sword in his hands.

His whole body was covered in blood, as if he was soaked.

With his head down, his blood-stained black hair fell down, and blood dripped from the tip of his nose.

Feng Manlou stood quietly with his sword in his hand, like a sculpture.

The breath of life in the whole body is almost silent.

"Master ......"

Ye Guchen's eyes shook and he shouted loudly.

"Uncle Feng!"

"Full Building!"

"Lord Wind Manlou!"

Yan Changge, Yan Wushuang, and all the Sword Sect Tallinn disciples all shouted loudly.

But the wind was full of buildings, so he lowered his head and didn't say a word, like dead silence.

He's dead......

Many warriors looked at each other at this moment.

This arrogant and unyielding Ignorant Sword King unleashed this sword that amazed all beings.

After all, it was still silent.

But even so, Feng Manlou is still standing, as if he is alive.

I'd rather die than fall to the ground!

At this moment, all the sword cultivators in the audience bowed their heads slightly, respecting this sword king.

Even those who are not sword cultivators are in awe.

"Damn, you dare to kill my Venerable of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, the old man wants you to die without a whole body!"

Xing Mo, the Emperor of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, his eyes sank.

Every Venerable is extremely rare, and Feng Manlou's sword actually directly killed the two Venerables of the Heavenly Star Dynasty, which made Xing Mo not angry.

He pressed down with a palm cover, and his true qi turned into a huge handprint, which was directly pressed against Feng Manlou.

Even if Feng Manlou died, Xing Mo would let him die without a whole body and slap it into a meatloaf.

"Old horseman, you dare!"

Ye Guchen let out a long roar, and the depleted true qi in his body surged again, directly blocking the middle of Feng Manlou and the true qi handprint.

Feng Manlou's aura was almost silent, but it was impossible for Ye Guchen to let Feng Manlou's body be destroyed by Xing Mo.

The countless sword cultivators around him were also clenched into fists.

This is a blasphemy against the windy building!

"Don't!" Su Jianshi was shocked, and her pretty face turned pale.

"It's just right, if you want to die so much, let your master and apprentice die together!"

Xing Mo's eyes showed a cold look, and he slapped it with one palm.

This is not the palm of the Venerable, but the palm of the false saint, and no one can stop it.

"Are these two masters and apprentices going to be forced to death like this?" everyone stared.

The wind is full of buildings, and Ye Guchen and the two of them have completely shaken everyone's hearts today.

It's hard to imagine how powerful they will be if this pair of masters and apprentices survives.

But alas......

God is jealous of talent.

However, at this most critical moment, a chilling sword aura suddenly broke through the air, colliding with Xing Mo's handprint.

There was a bang, and the ripples of true qi scattered.

Xing Mo slapped it, but it was actually scattered!

"Who!"

Xing Mo's eyes froze.

Elder Xinggu and Dongfang Aoyang also squinted their eyes slightly.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

There was even a mysterious powerhouse who blocked Xing Mo's attack.

All eyes gazed.

In the void of the sky, a middle-aged man in black appeared.

His long gray hair fluttered, he held a sword in his arms, his breath was as cold as frost, and his face was cut like an axe and machete, with two criss-crossing scars, and he looked cold and arrogant.

Wherever it passed, the sword aura was like frost, rushing into the sky, distorting the void.

Looking at the momentum, it is not weak Xinggu Elder, Xing Mo, and Dongfang Aoyang, the three pseudo-saints.

It's a pseudo-saint powerhouse again!

"Oh my God, another false saint, who is this?"

"Is it here to help Ye Guchen?"

The audience was in an uproar.

However, not only that, in the other two places of the void, two figures once again manifested out.

One was a beautiful woman dressed in a red palace dress, always with a bright smile on her face.

The other was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, with a thick and deep breath.

Although the aura of these two people did not reach the pseudo-saint level of the black-clothed swordsman, they were almost the same as Concubine Leng, and they had reached the realm of the Venerable Seven Heavens.

This suddenly appeared a swordsman in black, a beautiful woman in palace clothes, and a man in a golden robe.

He was a pseudo-saint powerhouse, two venerable sevenfold heavenly powerhouses.

This stunned everyone!

(End of chapter)