On the screen, Zhang Xuansheng's Hongmeng Dao body is facing the attack of the dark divine soldiers, like a flat boat in a huge wave, and it seems that it may fall at any time.

And he himself closed his eyes slightly, his breath was calm, and the Zixiao Sword in his hand faintly came from the buzz.

The Hongmeng Dao body above and the pitch-black divine soldiers collided again and again, and the wind brought up was raging, and Zhang Xuan's growth was flying, and he did not use spiritual power to protect his body.

The sparse discussion of everyone outside also disappeared, and he looked at the water curtain with bated breath, wondering what Zhang Xuansheng would do next.

Can I really be more powerful than that magical Dao body?

The purple-black aura on the jet-black divine soldier's body burned even higher, like an old machine, after being warmed up, its strength rose step by step.

It was another powerful downward split, which shook Hongmeng Dao's body, and finally broke through the defense, and his body retreated, opening the gap.

Although the Pitch Black Divine Soldier was violent and chaotic, it seemed that compared to the pseudo object of the Hongmeng Dao Body, the first target was obviously more willing to lock on to the real creatures.

With its monstrous black air, a frenzied roar resounded throughout the space, and a punch fell.

At the same time, Zhang Xuansheng's eyes opened, giving Tianjiao, who was fighting on the outside, an uncomfortable sense of weirdness.

It's a momentary moment, but the action of opening your eyes gives people a feeling of slowness.

Sword pose. Escape one.

Even through the water curtain, everyone could feel the earth-shattering sword intent.

At this moment, the world seemed to have added a dividing line, the fog was separated, the darkness was divided, and the light was sprinkled, and there was only a sword to break the heavens and the earth.

The pitch-black divine soldier that rushed in front of Zhang Xuansheng was like a demon roaring and rushing towards the gods of the flood era, and it was frozen into a grotesque painting, and the waving steel fist could no longer fall an inch.

Zhang Xuansheng slowly retracted his sword, spit out a breath of turbidity, and walked past the pitch-black divine soldier.

There was a strange silence in the atmosphere of the outside world at this time, although many people didn't see what had just happened, but the result seemed to be obvious, it was Zhang Xuansheng who won.

The light streak extended from the center of the dark divine soldier's eyebrows, a vertical line was drawn, and after a few breaths of silence in the air, it turned into a little light, and the black mist wanted to drill in, but was repelled by some kind of force.

The pitch-black divine weapon disappeared, and the trial was over, but the sword mark from the bottom up of this heaven and earth still did not disappear.

"That'...... What is that? ”

Tianjiao muttered in confusion from the outside world, I really don't understand that the sword just now was actually cut by a monk at the peak of the Immortal Venerable.

"This can't be said to be a problem of kendo talent, he actually killed a peerless immortal king-level enemy with one sword, is this guy a monster."

Some people think that compared to the hideous and violent dark god soldier before, Zhang Xuansheng is more like a real monster, so perverted, how can he compete?

"The sword intent of that sword, even if it is through the water curtain, even the peerless immortal king who is good at swordsmanship may not be able to do this, this guy started practicing kendo when he was in his mother's womb."

"I heard that Zhang Xuansheng is only in his twenties, even if he starts from that mother's womb, he has only been cultivating for more than 20 years."

“***”

“……”

Different from the riotous Tianjiao, Brilliance is a different scene.

Seeing that Zhang Xuansheng defeated his opponent, Hua Chen was not only shocked, but also happy, knowing that a great opportunity might be in the world.

And Chifeng and Xu Que looked at each other.

"What is this called knowing a little bit about it!?"

After being silent for a while, Xu Que burst into a foul mouth.

Chifeng is expression was solemn, he asked himself just to get along, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured in the face of that sword, this Zhang Xuansheng is too evil, right, does he really have the combat power of the peerless immortal king?

This is really a complete crossing of the whole realm, where did the Lan Emperor dig up the little monster?

Mo is not her illegitimate child?

No, even if you are the heir of the emperor, you can't be so rebellious.

"Brother Xu, you said before that you were here to be a ...... for him Bodyguards? ”

In Chifeng's big eyes, there was a small question mark.

Xu Que: ......

I want to know that this guy is so perverted, I will sleep in the sky, and the ghost has just come to participate in this Jizi war, what is good about the land of Godfall, is there a fragrance to sleep?

It's not because I received the favor of the Lan Emperor that I decided to go, I originally heard that it was the peak of the Immortal Venerable, and I thought that I could protect it from being killed.

He had never thought of assisting Zhang Xuansheng to win the position of Jizi, because no matter what, it was only the peak of Immortal Venerable, and it would be hard enough for him to protect him from death in front of a master.

But now it seems that the Dao body is considered to be the best in the late stage of the Immortal King, and the deity is so strong that he can't understand it.

Regarding the previous sword, he had the same opinion as Chifeng, and he would be seriously injured next, but he was not the same as Chifeng's brainlessness, and he would find a way to dodge.

The question is, how many times can Zhang Xuansheng come out of this level of sword style?

Zhang Xuansheng was a little bored waiting for the clearance door to appear, or a direct reward to come.

He didn't know that his actions were being broadcast live outside, but it was a pity that he had been raising a sword for so long and wasting it in this kind of boring trial.

It is true that he has sword dao attainments at the level of the Sword Emperor, but it is unrealistic to want to kill an opponent at the level of the peerless Immortal King with one sword.

Normally, he may need to fight openly, slowly exhausting the opposite side one by one, with his current cultivation, the sword style can indeed be regarded as the peak attack method of the immortal king.

The fact that he was able to defeat the Dark Divine Soldier with a single sword just now was just because he had been cultivating sword intent before, and it was an aftertaste of the sword that slashed at the immortal monitor lizard in the Nine Heavens.

Raising a sword for a few months, patiently not doing it, is already rare for Zhang Xuansheng.

He originally wanted to never use the sword as a backhand, and when he could face stronger enemies, he didn't want to use it here, and he had to recuperate it from scratch.

In that situation just now, the God Exterminator Cannon couldn't be used, and even if it could, the God Exterminator Cannon made with his previous materials would not be powerful enough to defeat the Dark God Soldier.

Using the Tianyan Hexagram Technique, with luck, you can avoid all kinds of damage, but without the means of attack, you can't end the battle.

After all, this is a trial set by a forbidden existence, and it is still a bit difficult to make the dark god soldier "self-judge" through various "accidents".

"Why don't you get a reward yet, isn't the trial over yet?"

Zhang Xuansheng muttered, but the strange thing is that even if there is a follow-up level, I haven't seen the clearance door appear.

Just when he was a little impatient waiting, the ground shook, and a boxy altar appeared, which lifted Zhang Xuansheng's spirits.

The people from the outside world also showed interested eyes, and a few of them even changed their expressions in disbelief when they saw the object placed in the center of the altar.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge book of classics, lying quietly.