The people in the rivers and lakes present couldn't help but start to discuss, except for Ling Yun knowing the established trajectory of this incident, only Xiongba was calm and calm, as quiet as an abyss, because he knew very well that in the face of a strong person like the Sword Saint, any negative emotions such as impatience and anxiety were absolutely not allowed to exist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, the sky changed dramatically, and the originally clear sky was suddenly overcast, and the color of the wind and clouds changed, and it was dark and dreary, just like a dying man who was about to die, and it was difficult to find the slightest light of life.

Seeing that the time for the decisive battle had passed, Xiongba Huo Ran got up and said loudly: "Everyone, noon has passed, the Sword Saint has not arrived, and the sky is not good, the old man suggests that this battle be postponed, please rest first." ”

In fact, the decisive battle has passed, and the sword master as the challenger has not yet arrived, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, he gave up this duel, and it is understandable that the hegemon won without a fight. However, as the leader of the world's largest gang, he must put on a posture in front of others. If you win without a fight, you can't say it.

However, Xiongba didn't say it, naturally many people would come to say it for him, but when he saw Qin Shuang take a step forward, he was rude to Xiongba and said: "Master, the Sword Saint is afraid of my divine power and does not dare to go to battle. The so-called success and defeat of the king, please Shizun immediately give an order to arrest the traitors of the Association and break the waves! ”

For Qin Shuang's words, Xiongba was very satisfied.

Because what Qin Shuang said was exactly what he thought in his heart, but it was not easy to say it.

For Xiongba, ending this battle at this moment is indeed the most ideal ending!

Just as he was about to immediately order Broken Wave to be taken down along with all the people of Wushuang City, a glorious light suddenly broke through the clouds and shot all over the field of the three branches.

Everyone was stunned, and they realized that the Sword Saint who should have not come had stood silently and proudly at some point!

Ling Yun directly opened the writing wheel to the eternal level, and his eyes fell on the Sword Saint, but he saw that the beard of the person who came was white, but the look on his face was extremely high, and there was an incredible and compelling aura, which made people feel that great power was coming to them when they saw it, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

What a terrible Juggernaut!

"You've been waiting for a long time, Xiongba, come on!" The words of the sword saint are short, cherish the words like gold, and do not seem to put the people of the world in their eyes, and for the fact that he is late, he is even more understated, and while speaking, the killing machine and sword qi on his body also exploded, and the bluestone under his feet suddenly collapsed.

The Sword Saint, who was overflowing with boundless power all over his body, slowly moved towards the Guanwu Platform where the Xiong was located, and the flags fluttering on both sides were actually shattered by the invisible energy released by the Sword Saint, and even the residual power that was unintentionally exuded was strong. And the aura emanating from the Sword Saint's body was even more sharp, and everywhere he went, the surrounding characters were like being cut by a sharp blade, as if Ling Chi had been shattered, and none of them were spared!

Everyone present was shocked by the monstrous power of the Sword Saint and was shocked on the spot. Even the two worldly powerhouses present, Ling Yun, who was silently watching the battle in the attic, and Xiongba, who bore the brunt of the battle, were no exception.

"The hour has passed, and the Peerless City is defeated without a fight, and it is not worthy to fight with the master!" With an angry shout, several elites of the World Association behind the male lord had already shot out, and together with the people and horses of the World Society on both sides, they rushed forward, swords came out, and they besieged the Sword Saint in groups. Now, with the perfect excuse for the Sword Master to be late, the male tyrant who didn't care about the notoriety of bullying more and less in the world is now just more unscrupulous.

However, for these, Juggernaut turned a blind eye. At this moment, his deity is still outside the world, but the Yuan Spirit appeared here out of the body, but this Yuan Spirit is an invincible person who has comprehended the world-shattering Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-three and can put it into practice!

In the face of absolute strength, he was no longer too lazy to argue with others, and as he walked forward, he turned a blind eye to the sharp blade that the world would slash into the air.

Suddenly, a crystal light emanated from the sword master's body, which was strange and inexplicable. A further strange change followed, and the besiegers' movements were all frozen in mid-air, and their bodies were also rigid, unable to make any more movements. No one could move anywhere in the school place, not even the flag in the wind, the water that spilled out of the cup and did not reach the ground, everything was frozen at this moment, as if time had stood still.

Being above the attic, Ling Yun personally experienced the terrifying nature of this peerless sword move, and his heart couldn't help but be awe-inspiring.

Because at this moment, he, like everyone present, couldn't move even a finger at all.

What a terrible Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-Three!

While Ling Yun was horrified in his heart, he also had an intuitive understanding of the power of this move for the first time.

Space stagnate!

The simple four words are Ling Yun's evaluation of this sword twenty-three.

There are many people who say that the power of Sword Twenty-Three is time, which can stop the time around it, and after Ling Yun's personal sense, it is confirmed that it is not the result of the sudden stop of time flow. If time really stops, then how can it be more than the stagnation of action, and even everyone's thinking will stop, even if a hundred years have passed, it is only like a moment, how can it give him room to think about this swordsmanship?

However, even if it does not involve the mystery of time, the stagnation of space alone is enough to dominate the fate of everyone present at this moment, and even form an even more terrifying psychological pressure on these people who cannot act but can think.

In the entire three-branch field, only the Sword Master can move freely and take everyone's lives.

But this call of death, the slain is deprived of even the instinct to call!

The Sword Saint climbed the stairs, and the dead silence that filled the entire school field was the prelude to the Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-three.

Along the way, the sword saint who slaughtered all the elites who dared to offend the elite of the Shenwei World Association suddenly jumped up in the air, pinched the sword trick, and slowly stabbed at the heart of the hero, the killing move came, but all the Xiongba could do was wait for death!

At the same time that the Sword Saint's sword finger stabbed into Xiongba's chest, everyone present suddenly felt their bodies loosen and regained their ability to move again. Ling Yun knew that this must be the same as the original book, unintentionally defeating the true body of the Sword Saint, dissolving this desperate killing move that should not exist in the human world, and thus saving the life of his enemy who was eager to eat flesh and skin.

At the next moment when everyone regained their ability to act, the school field howled miserably, mixed with the surging blood, and the entire three-school field completely turned into a hell at this moment!

"Do you know how powerful Sword Twenty-Three is?" The Sword Saint approached the Xiongba, who had already regained his ability to move, but mustered all his strength and used the Three Points of Vitality and Three Points of Divine Finger to no avail, and let out the last sigh of his life: "But I have never been able to kill you, I am not reconciled, I am really dead-no-willing!" ”

With endless unwillingness, the primordial spirit of the Sword Saint had turned into a wisp of green smoke, rising from the wound of the male tyrant, and the momentum permeated the entire three-branch field. Then, the clouds cracked, and the dawn of the sky reappeared, completely dissipating the momentum left by Jian Twenty-three.

But the traces left by this earth-shattering sword in everyone's hearts are destined to accompany the people present for the rest of their lives.