"Okay, now that I don't have any worries, I can fight with you with peace of mind!" When Yang Tian's voice came out, the momentum rose in an instant.

Zheng!

The Star Sword let out a sword roar, and the void trembled.

A fierce sword intent filled the void in an instant, and everyone felt that there was a sharp blade suspended above their heads, and this sharp blade would be cut down at any time, making people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Sword to Star!"

Yang Tian let out a low snort, and in an instant, sixteen sword qi flew out.

Among them, the nine sword qi slashed towards Cangqing, as well as the eight people behind him, and seven sword qi, directly towards the formation composed of hundreds of people.

In an instant, everyone was vigilant, it was true, Yang Tian's sword slashed, and the aura emitted was too powerful.

Especially Cangqing, with a strong fear in his eyes.

Rumble!

Sixteen sword qi flew out, and the formation light curtain composed of hundreds of people immediately trembled violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

The eight people behind Cang Qing were invincible one by one, and when their faces were pale, their bodies kept retreating.

Even, one of the weakest cultivators, under Yang Tian's sword, spit blood out of his mouth.

The blood stained the earth red.

Again, it shocked everyone!

"How can your strength be so strong? it doesn't make sense!" Cang Qing said in disbelief.

He himself is a half-step martial saint, and he is too familiar with the power of this realm, in his opinion, the power displayed by Yang Tian is still in the category of a half-step martial saint, but it is more powerful than the power of a half-step martial saint.

It may be a contradiction to say this, but it is true.

If the power of a half-step martial saint is a drop of water, then the power displayed by Yang Tian is already an ice turned from a drop of water.

It seems to be the same water, but the power is different.

"If I say that I didn't use all my strength, would you believe me?"

Yang Tian said lightly, another sword slashed, and sixteen sword qi flew out in an instant, directly punching out a hole in the already trembling formation light curtain.

Before that, it would be too difficult for him to compress it to sixteen sword qi.

However, the wisp of divine thought on the ninth layer of the Divine Dragon Tower, the power formed after the collapse, although Yang Tian had not fully fused and refined, but the power that had been fused and refined was less than one percent, but Yang Tian could cast sixteen sword qi.

Even, as Yang Tian thought, it may not be impossible to play eight sword qi.

Perhaps, it can now be said that Yang Tiancai is the first person under the Martial Saint.

In the distance, dark clouds covered the sky, and it was full of martial artists who were chasing and killing, the number was at least tens of thousands, and Yang Tian didn't want to fight with them.

But when Yang Tian wanted to leave, Cang Qing suddenly sneered.

"You want to go, that's impossible! I'll just delay you for a few breaths!"

When Cang Qing said this, he slapped him on the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly, Cang Qing visibly aged, and soon turned into a gray-haired old man.

But when he turned into an old man, there was an astonishing aura emanating from his body.

"The old man has been cultivating for more than 1,300 years, and the depth of the background is definitely beyond your imagination, at the cost of the old man's ten-year lifespan, the old man can cultivate to maintain three breaths in the Martial Saint Realm!"

When Cang Qing spoke, he made a move in an instant, and the powerful attack fell on Yang Tian's body like lightning.

Burst!

Yang Tian only had time to block the horizontal sword, and his body flew out upside down.

At the same time, Yang Tian only felt that his throat was sweet, and blood was spit out.

The blow of the Martial Saint is so terrifying!

"What about more than 1,300 years?" Yang Tian stood still, looked up, there was no fear in his eyes, only the astonishing battle intent rose up.

Even when this battle intent rose up, a breath that was not inferior to the blue at all suddenly spread from Yang Tian's body.

Moreover, there was also a terrifying coercion that descended in an instant, permeating the audience.

"If you can strike a Martial Saint blow, so can I!"

In Yang Tian's body, the power of that drop of dragon blood fluctuated.

With the power of this drop of dragon blood, Yang Tian could improve his cultivation to a Martial Saint in a short period of time!

In an instant, a Red Flame Divine Dragon flew out of Yang Tian's body, suspended in mid-air, and the big eyes of the house overlooked everything on the earth.

And Yang Tian's deity, although he can't cultivate to a martial saint, the power in his body has already condensed into a full moon, and his strength is infinitely close to that of a martial saint.

The combination of the two immediately stirred up the storm.

The Red Flame Divine Dragon spat out endless red flames and landed on the earth, as if it had set everything on fire, and many people immediately fell into the sea of red flames.

At the same time, more forces in the sea of fire concentrated towards Cangqing, and the two soon fought together.

Yang Tian himself, a full moon rose behind him, and his figure ran in the sea of red flames, and every time the figure flickered, someone would inevitably fall.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty people fell.

Each of these people is a powerful martial artist, but in front of Yang Tian, they can only be killed in seconds.

After a while, less than one percent of the warriors survived.

Cangqing's pupils contracted, but he was restrained by the Red Flame Divine Dragon, and he couldn't free up his hands for a while.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he used his secretary and temporarily possessed the Martial Saint cultivation, but he could only hold on to ten breaths, and now that ten breaths have passed, he is getting weaker and weaker.

"Reinforcements are coming soon, no matter how many people kill, they will not escape death!" came out of the green voice.

Yang Tian looked up, and sure enough, the distance of reinforcements was getting closer and closer, and I was afraid that it would take at most a dozen breaths for reinforcements to come over.

Moreover, among those reinforcements, there were more than a dozen breaths, which were very powerful, not much weaker than Cangqing.

Yang Tian's Red Flame Divine Dragon clone, although it can also find a way to produce the power of the Martial Saint, but after all, it can't last, and every time it is used, it will hurt himself too much, so Yang Tian is not willing to use it unless he is in a hurry.

"Let's go back!"

At that moment, Yang Tian immediately made a decision, the clone merged with the deity, and after harvesting the lives of the three people, he turned into a long rainbow and flew away.

Cangqing was about to make a chase, but he stopped, his eyes flickering, obviously planning something.

Call!

On both sides of Yang Tian's ears, the wind was roaring, but the reinforcements from Shenlong City did not catch up.

"Strange, aren't you chasing me?" Yang Tian was a little puzzled, but just in an instant, Yang Tian's complexion changed suddenly, because he had killed many enemies, but he had not destroyed the enemy's warship, which could obviously tear through the void and hurry.

"It seems that I still have to be ready for battle!" Yang Tian whispered, the power in his body was working, and he could strike at any time.

Crash!

Like the sound of a cloth cutting apart, in front of Yang Tian, a hundred-zhang long crack appeared in an instant, and it was faintly visible that there was a warship inside.

(End of chapter)