The voice fell, and a light fell, very quickly, very heavy, and a whoosh shot out of nowhere had been inserted on the broken immortal platform, it was a sword, a bronze square long sword with an unopened shape, and it was also carved with ancient runes, and the antiquity of the words was so ancient that even Zhang Fan couldn't understand it.

The sword style is simple and atmospheric, thick and without edge.

"Yes, it's the Heavy Sword!"

The moment they recognized the sword, almost everyone gasped and quickly retreated, the fear emanating from their bones, as if it was a landing grenade stuck in the ground.

"It's the Ninth Sword!"

Ninth in a hundred swords, heavy even!

Boom, between heaven and earth, suddenly sank down, the whole earth seemed to sink down several meters, standing on the ground felt like falling rapidly in an elevator, the feeling of the soul flying.

The sword list was only ten swords at the earliest, and later the number of appearances was less, and some new kendo powerhouses appeared, so it slowly increased to a hundred, but everyone knew that those ten swords were far ahead of the hundred swords behind, because the first ten, especially the first four swords, could slaughter the saint together.

One can imagine how powerful this weight is.

A strong pressure pressed on the chest of everyone present, and it felt almost suffocated, and the terrifying aura of that person was approaching, and it felt like a thunderstorm seeing a lightning bolt slip through the sky, and the thunder was going to explode after all.

"It's coming!"

A figure emerges from the void.

The person who came had long green hair, a white and bewildering face, a green vertical horizontal on the forehead, and an extremely majestic figure, this person did not look very much like a human, the eyes were very dark, giving people a strong oppressive force, and a glance at it would make people feel frightened, like the eyes of a beast.

He stood beside Chongjun Jian, not moving, but shocking the audience.

Those terrifying eyes swept towards Zhang Fan, raised a sneer, and finally fixed his gaze on the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword in Zhang Fan's hand, and gently spit out two words: "Garbage!" ”

It was this sword that killed the previous generation of the Nine Shadows, Emperor Jinglun, and it was this sword that directly cut the underworld in half, it was this sword, Zhang Fan almost died in the hands of the sword demon monk, and in his mouth it turned out to be garbage, and the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword, one of the hundred swords, turned out to be garbage.

Caught off guard, everything was too sudden, he didn't know when he pulled out the heavy sword and slashed towards Zhang Fan, not to cut Zhang Fan, but to slash at the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword in Zhang Fan's hand, in the horrified eyes of everyone, destroying the world and destroying the earth, unstoppable, and the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword, which was one of the hundred swords, actually stabbed and broke into two sections.

One section was still in Zhang Fan's hand, while the other section fell to the ground with a thud.

Hiss!

The crowd almost didn't snap their eyes out.

A heavenly sword was destroyed with a slight blow like this, this ...... Lying on the grass, Zhang Fan's face turned pale, this is his own life, one yuan of combat power, and he has relied on it throughout the ages, which will force him to compensate.

"Hmph, it's rubbish!"

The man's gaze stared coldly at Zhang Fan's face: "This is the gap between the Supreme Treasure and the Innate Supreme Treasure, understand?" ”

"Don't be a frog at the bottom of a well, you will lose your life."

"I think you know how to do it."

This is to make Zhang Fan can't help but completely release the Ancient Void Sword Immortal from the consciousness prison, and also hand over the Twelve Heavenly God Light Banners, which is not counted, and he also broke his Shengtian Burial Soul Sword.

Zhang Fan asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

That is, even if the ancients have never seen him, they have heard who the owner of the Chongjun Sword is, and he smiled dumbly: "I haven't been out for too long, and it seems that I don't even know me in heaven and earth." ”

"The Mighty Skywalker of the Cult ......"

Although the people in the audience had already guessed it, when they really heard him say it, they still felt all shocked, and the pressure came to their faces.

Qingtian, the deputy sect leader of the Cao Sect, is the main body of the Ling Tian Beast.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "What if I don't release people or hand over treasures?" ”

Qingtian laughed: "Stupidity is not terrible, ignorance is the most terrible ......" He still held the heavy sword in his hand, stuck it on the ground, and put his hands on it: "I don't mind killing you!" ”

Zhang Fan said: "Kill me, the consciousness of the Ancient Void Sword Sect is in my consciousness prison, although I am dead, but the Ancient Void Sword Immortal will always be like this." ”

Qingtian was still smiling, but the gaze in his eyes became colder and colder: "There are more than 10 million disciples of the Cao Sect like the Ancient Void Sword Immortal, do you think this sect cares about just one?" ”

The Northern Heavenly Realm is too big, and there are too many people, and in the early days of antiquity, the largest number of people was of course the disciples of the Cao Sect, when the leader of the Cao Sect had no class, and countless living beings rushed to listen to the Tao, it can be said that the Tao spread the world and taught everything, awakening countless living beings, and the power of the Cao Sect was unprecedented.

If it weren't for the fact that the Twelve Heavenly God Light Banners were stolen by the traitor of Jin Guang, in the battle between the two sects back then, it was not certain who would win and who would lose, he would not have come here, of course, it would not be for the Ancient Void Sword Immortal, but the Twelve Heavenly God Divine Light Banner.

"I'm only counting three!" ”

"Three ......"

Zhang Fan's brows furrowed, this person's strength is unfathomable, and he is the deputy sect of the Cao Sect, just now there is the Cao Sect seal to the Gu Void Sword Immortal directly plus one yuan combat power, this heavy sword in his hand can directly cut the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword into two sections, just these two magic weapons, the accumulated combat power is already three yuan, and as the leader of the Cao Sect, how can he only have two yuan combat power, this is a creature that existed in the primeval times, Ling Tian Divine Beast, how can it be weaker than the Gu Void Sword Immortal, conservatively estimate that his cultivation has reached the seventh yuan Heavenly Venerable.

This is the most conservative estimate, and the limit may be eight yuan or nine yuan, or even a half-step small saint, or even a really saint.

How does this work?

But just handed over the Twelve Heavenly God Light Banners, so how could Zhang Fan be willing.

"Hahaha......"

First there was laughter, then there was a thunderous thunder, and a golden light lit up in the distant sky, this golden light was extremely special, a bit like the Buddha's light, but it was more holy and powerful than the Buddha's light.

A figure came one after another, seemingly unhappy, but it came to the front of him in an instant, and slowly walked along the Broken Sendai: "The Twelve Heavenly Divine Light Banners, even if they are destroyed, they will not be returned to the Cao Sect, this is the rule set at the beginning." ”

Qingtian's face turned cold: "It's you!" ”

"You old immortal, still alive!"

The man smiled and said, "You are not dead, how can I die." ”

This person's whole person was shrouded in golden light, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly at all, but judging from Qingtian's expression, he was by no means an ordinary person, he must be someone who could stand up and sit with him.

"Boy, give me the Twelve Heavenly God Light Banners, and I will save your life."

Zhang Fan was depressed in his heart, what is the difference between giving you and giving him, it seems that he has done me a great favor, and I still owe you a favor.

Give Qingtian at most less than the twelve Heavenly God Light Banners, to you, in addition to the twelve Heavenly God Light Banners, I still owe you a favor, I might as well give it to Qingtian, who is not to give it?

Zhang Fan said: "There is only one treasure, who do you ask me to give it to?" ”

He fell into deep thought!

Just now he was completely at a disadvantage, and he had almost no strength to resist, but now it is different, the two tigers are fighting, and he can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Qingtian and this mysterious man don't understand this truth, but this matter has been forced to this point, you say, who among them is willing to give up, of course no one is willing to give up.

Qing Tian snorted coldly: "It seems that he is not a person from the Cao Sect. ”

"Hah!" The mysterious man said, "You're really right, I've already voted for him." ”

Qingtian laughed: "What a coincidence, I also voted for him to teach." ”

I'll go, this is too hasty, for the sake of the twelve gods and light flags, it's really not to be disciplined, doesn't this doctrine have a sense of pride and binding, and if you say that the judgment is apostasy, it's really sloppy, don't want it.

"You're still as despicable as ever!"

"Each other, each other!"

The mysterious man said: "Why, if you want to play with me, I want to see how much you have seen after so many years?" ”

Qingtian held the Chongjun Sword in his backhand, his eyes were slightly cold, and the cold light flashed inside: "I'm also curious, you have endured for so many years, and now in this world, how shocking it will be." ”

In their eyes, Zhang Fan was just an ant, and when they finished fighting, Zhang Fan was still at their mercy.