Tang Chen sneered, formed a finger with his right hand, and pointed directly at Ji Xuan.

Suddenly, a powerful thunderbolt giant finger condensed and stabbed directly into Ji Xuan's eyebrows.

Feeling the power of this finger from afar, Ji Xuan's expression changed drastically.

He immediately stabilized his figure, holding the Earth Demon Golden Seal in front of his chest, hanging in the void, and pinching out a few magic tricks around the Golden Seal with both hands, the Earth Demon Golden Seal instantly transformed into a golden phantom, like a heavy city wall, blocking in front of him.

The giant finger flew and instantly transformed into a huge purple-gold finger, hitting the golden seal phantom, and the two held each other in an instant, but the awe-inspiring murderous aura spread, and the most direct recipient was clenched, clenching his teeth, and constantly sending the true yuan into the golden seal.

Rumble!

However, Tang Chen's strength was much higher than him, he only held on for three breaths, and the Thunderbolt Giant Finger defeated the phantom of the golden seal and attacked towards the Ji Xuan behind him.

At this time, Ji Xuan had no time to make any counterattacks, so he could only use the True Yuan to cooperate with the Golden Seal and force this giant finger.

Sonor!

The thunderbolt giant finger slammed into the Earth Demon Golden Seal, and before they could hold each other, it exploded and scattered, directly knocking Ji Xuan dozens of meters away, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, stained with dirty blood, and the Earth Demon Gold Seal almost got out of his hand.

Shock!

Not only is it mysterious, but even many strong people are the same, especially the masked woman, who is even more beautiful.

Ji Xuan shook his head, and he didn't care about the dirty blood on his body, he just grabbed the golden seal tightly, and looked at Tang Chen with an uneasy expression, his body constantly retreating.

At this time, several people who came with him also quickly rushed over, hugging him aside, looking at Tang Chen who was walking slowly in the distance, with extremely solemn expressions.

There weren't many people who really stopped to pay attention to Tang Chen's battle, and many of them were fighting while paying attention to the changes here with their spiritual sense.

The killing was still fierce, and the number of people on the embankment was greatly reduced, and there were more than a million people, but at this time, the number was less than 300,000.

It was a horrific killing!

Looking at the mountains of corpses, slowly dissipating, a sadness rose in the hearts of a few people, this is the cruelty of martial arts!

Still, most people are lost in the bloody slaughter.

Tang Chen held the blue light sword in his hand, looking at several figures in the distance, his expression was calm, but the murderous aura on his body was surging.

For Ji Xuan, Tang Chen didn't have to kill him, but everything that happened before made Tang Chen not have the slightest good impression of this person, anyway, he had already formed a grudge, so it was better to completely end up with the other party.

However, he also knew that Ji Xuan was not one of those alien races, and although this person was not his opponent, it was not very easy to kill him.

Now that the battle has begun, do your best over there!

Thinking like this, Tang Chen couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked towards a few people.

However, at this moment, a shadow flew from the sky, accompanied by an extremely powerful aura!

This breath, even Tang Chen, looked solemn!

This breath alone made him feel the pressure, and the strength of the person who came was probably stronger than everyone else on the field!

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed, and they all stopped what they were doing, and they all raised their eyes.

Jueyin's face became solemn, Zheng Cangsheng also stood up, his face was full of seriousness, while Yue Chaofan was frowning tightly, and his face was not very good.

Even Liu Zixun, who has always been dissatisfied with anyone, had a solemn face at this time, and muttered: "What a strong sword intent! It's even stronger than me, is it Dacheng's sword artistic conception?"

And Qianhuang beside him also had a solemn face: "It's him, he's still here after all!"

Liu Zixun's expression changed slightly, and he was a little puzzled by Qianhuang's words, as if this person made Qianhuang feel a sense of surrender.

"Who is he?" couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, Liu Zixun still asked.

"Reverse the sword, the sword is unmatched!" said Qian Huang with a solemn face.

The sword of rebellion, the sword is unmatched!

In an instant, many people knew the identity of the person who came, and the atmosphere on the field became very cold.

Jian Wushuang, this is the name of the person who came.

However, this name is still very unfamiliar to many people.

But the title of the Sword of Rebellion is like thunder for everyone!

Like Jueyin, like Zheng Cangsheng, like Wuji, and top powerhouses like Yue Chaofan, although they are powerful, there are still people who dare to challenge.

However, after Jian Wushuang, after its fame shocked the small world, no one dared to challenge!

This is the charm of Jian Musou!

It has shocked the strong people of the same generation, and is already in the realm of invincibility!

For this person, even if he is as powerful as Tang Chen, he is not absolutely sure of victory!

Shout!

The sword light floats, the sword aura fills the sky, and the sword warrior flies, and when the speed reaches the edge of the battlefield, it slows down, like a walk.

At this time, everyone saw the appearance of the person who came.

The figure is slightly thin, dressed in a blue robe, long hair and shawl, and a pair of eyes are as deep as an abyss, shining as sharp as a sword.

The knife-like face, the high bridge of the nose, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth give people an extremely cold feeling.

It was undoubtedly a handsome face, but no one thought of his handsome appearance in the first place.

When everyone saw Jian Wushuang, their first impression was that this was a sword-like martial arts cultivation!

He slowly entered the Shura battlefield with his sword, his eyes widened, like a sword god, as if the scene of hundreds of miles of corpses piled up like mountains and rivers of blood could not cause him the slightest change in mood.

Jian Wushuang casually swept everyone and saw that some martial cultivators with lower strength broke out in a cold sweat, while a few martial cultivators were trembling by that sharp look.

His gaze stayed on Jueyin, Zheng Cangsheng, the masked woman, Wuji and Yue Chaofan for a long time, but in the end, it stayed on Liu Zixun!

Because he felt that this young man in white was not only at the peak of his strength on the field, but also an extremely strong sword cultivator, not much better than him, which made him inevitably have a fighting spirit.

As for Tang Chen, he was completely ignored, because Tang Chen had already hidden his aura before he came, after all, the strength of the ordinary people's king realm was not worth his attention at all!

When Jian Wushuang looked at Liu Zixun, Liu Zixun also stared at Jian Wushuang watching, and like Jian Wushuang, Liu Zixun also had a fighting spirit rushing to his heart.

After staring at Liu Zixun for a while, Jian Wushuang suddenly muttered, "Only these people?"

His voice was deep, and there was a feeling of loneliness and defeat, as if it was difficult to find an opponent.

Although his voice was low, everyone heard it.

Immediately after, Jian Wushuang's body exuded a cold and arrogant sword intent, and his eyes swept over the crowd again, looking at the masked woman, the sharp edge, as if to pierce the white veil on her face and see her true face.

The masked woman seemed to dislike Jian Wushuang's actions very much, and her originally solemn gaze instantly became cold.

(End of chapter)