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"There is indeed progress, the combat power of the original Sword Emperor is one line away from the Great Emperor, but now it is not far from the peak of the Great Emperor." It is the Dream Emperor, he once defeated the Emperor of the Overlord, and now he has opened his mouth to evaluate, and he knows the roots.

As soon as these words came out, everyone exclaimed.

"The strength of the Sword Emperor is already so strong?"

"Incredible!"

"In this way, the Sword Emperor has a good chance to win the championship!"

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On the martial arts platform, the extreme moves converge.

I saw that Mu Zeyu's Heavenly Sword Law collapsed instantly, and Mu Zeyu's whole person was shocked out by this amazing domineering spirit.

Emperor of the Sword, win.

After Mu Zeyu was defeated, he sat in the air with his eyes closed.

"Jiang is really old and spicy, after all, he is still better than the Sword Emperor."

"This Mu Zeyu is not bad, the person who can make the Sword Emperor use a lore is afraid that among these one hundred and sixty people, there are not a few."

"That's right, if you can fight with the Sword Emperor to this extent, it's no problem to enter the next round."

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On Luo Yun's side, the next battle is still nothing to look at, although the others are not bad, but the sword madness Luo Yun, the Immortal Emperor, and the Wind Emperor are like standing out from the crowd, sweeping all the way.

Taishang Daozun should have been hit hard, his performance was inaccurate, and the subsequent battle was mixed, but Wuji Sword Venerable had a peaceful mentality, with more wins and fewer losses, Luo Yun could feel that his combat power was steadily improving, and he should have learned a lesson from the previous battle with Luo Yun and others, and was constantly improving.

After that, the Taishang Dao Venerable and the Infinite Sword Venerable met.

These two people debuted almost at the same time, and they had actually fought a few games without a win, but today they were divided into winners and losers, and the Wuji Sword Venerable magnified it when it came up, and the Taishang Dao Venerable was defeated cleanly.

At this moment, there were exclamations from the other rings again.

When Luo Yun heard the sound, he turned his head to look, only to see Jian Jiuyang on the stage, and the Emperor of the Sky Covering stood opposite.

These two are the top masters of the martial arts platform on that side, and all the previous battles were solved with one move, and now they finally meet.

"It's another showdown between the old and the new, I don't know who wins and who loses this time!"

"You think too much, what kind of character is the Emperor of the Heavens, the old monster who has lived for five hundred years is already a half-step martial saint, even if the Dream Emperor is in front of him, he is a junior, and he dare not say that he is sure of victory."

"That's right, the previous Mu Zeyu was not bad, but he lost to the Overlord Sword Emperor."

"I don't know, how powerful the Emperor of the Heavens will be?"

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Few people are optimistic about Jian Jiuyang, and this is not to blame him, after all, he is only in his early twenties; On the other hand, the Emperor of the Heavens is an old monster who has been cultivating for five hundred years, and he has long been the emperor's combat power.

Many people speculate that if it weren't for the time being too tight and the chaos was coming, the Emperor of the Heavens would definitely be able to step into the realm of the Martial Saint by himself.

"Let's make a move, let the old man take a look, is your sword legend true or false?"

The Emperor of the Heavens was dressed in a brocade robe, standing with his hands in his hands, extremely confident and powerful.

But he saw Jian Jiuyang Zhengse and said, "I also want to take a look, how strong will a five-hundred-year-old cultivator be?" ”

At this time, Jian Jiuyang changed the image of the old sunshine boy and incarnated into a swordsman, a real warrior.

There are really not many people who have the opportunity to see him like this.

Because Jian Jiuyang's personality has always been to avoid all unnecessary battles, but when the battle comes, not only will he not retreat, but he will be more serious than anyone else, and he must pay attention to it.

In his eyes, every battle is sacred.

The battle begins.

Jian Jiuyang's right hand sword trick was introduced, and the sword behind him flew into the sky, and with a flick of his hands, in an instant, three thousand battle swords, suspended in the air, majestic and powerful.

This trick was also used by Roy a few days ago, but it was far less powerful.

Jian Jiuyang fell with one finger, and the sword was like a torrential rain, like a hurricane, raging all over the world.

"First move!"

The Emperor of the Heavens stretched out his right hand from behind his back and pressed it casually above the sky.

Suddenly, a huge golden palm print flew out, and the storm that the three thousand swords turned into was directly collapsed with a slap.

Bang...... Bang......

The sound of the sword collapsing came, like a firecracker, endlessly.

Everyone was amazed and their eyes widened.

"How powerful is this old monster?"

"It shouldn't be the Emperor!"

"It's just a palm in his hand, it's so powerful that I can't believe it, if he really wants to go all out, what kind of situation will it be terrifying."

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The huge palm print, when it came to Jian Jiuyang, was finally defeated by the last battle sword.

Jian Jiuyang knew that he had encountered a great enemy, his face was very solemn, the sword trick in his hand rose again, and the three thousand swords reappeared in the sky, and just when everyone was wondering, the sword trick in Jian Jiuyang's hand changed.

I saw that the three thousand swords on the heavenly dome turned into streamers, and immediately fused into an incomparably huge battle sword, shining brightly.

A sword fell, like a sword slashed by the god of war in the heavenly realm, as if it opened the heavens and the earth, extremely powerful and shocking.

The onlookers around were all shocked, and couldn't help but stretch their necks and widen their eyes, wanting to see how the Emperor of the Heavens took this move.

The Emperor of the Heavens was still arrogant, and after a sneer, his right hand was raised again, and he shouted softly: "Collapse the Heaven Palm!" ”

The palm of his hand pressed out, and the space produced a terrifying vibration, and one after another shock waves flew up into the sky like a monstrous wave, facing the peerless battle sword.

There was no suspense, and the huge sword was directly shattered by a palm.

Blood immediately spilled from the corner of Jian Jiuyang's mouth, and the whole person was shocked and flew out.

The Emperor of the Heavens stood with his hands in his hands, shook his head and said: "It turns out that the so-called legend of the sword is just a cloud of people, the old man is not interested in you, get out of here, don't insult the name of the legend." ”

Jian Jiuyang Zhengse said: "I haven't lost yet!" ”

As soon as the sword trick moved, three thousand swords above the sky reappeared.

Emperor Shatian snorted coldly and said, "Toast and don't eat and punish wine!" ”

"Destroy the World!"

The angry words fell, and the Emperor of the Heavens pressed it with a palm.

A huge black palm print appeared in front of him, and the aura of destruction was overwhelming, enveloping the entire ring below, and suddenly the surrounding heaven and earth vitality frantically moved away.

Before the world-destroying palm fell, the space where Jian Jiuyang was located had been distorted layer by layer, as if it was about to crush him into powder.

Even when Emperor Meng and the others saw this palm, they frowned slightly, and they felt very troubled.

"Three thousand swords, slash demons!"

Sword Jiuyang fell with a finger, and the three thousand swords turned into three thousand streamers, intertwined into an incomparably vast sword array, and met it fiercely.