Bang!

The puppet warrior wielded a giant sword to tilt Futian away, Er Yinghao was the closest, and he took the Fu Qian sword in his hand in a flash, and then waved it at Pan Huan and the others who rushed over, and the people who had already seen the power of this sword were so frightened that they forcibly retreated, not daring to respond to its edge.

"Haha"

Er Yinghao laughed mockingly, he didn't really swing the sword, otherwise the mana would be sucked dry, and the situation would be dangerous.

"Don't touch my sword!"

Futian was like crazy, and he flew towards Er Yinghao with his teeth and claws, trying to snatch back the Fu Qian Sword, but who could he do with his mana at this time?

Er Yinghao appeared beside him in a flash, stepped on his face with his foot, and asked, "Tell me, you don't want anything, you just want this Fu Qian sword, what is the reputation?"

Futian under his feet showed a tragic smile, white teeth and red blood, looking a little terrifying, "Do you think I will say it?"

"If you don't say it, it's death, and it's a miserable death!" Er Yinghao said coldly.

"I'm not afraid of death"

"It's tough"

Er Yinghao snorted, then cut off Futiantian's hands and feet, and then abolished his dantian, Futiantian gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, but he could feel the boundless pain and gradually blurred soul.

"I'll give you another chance, I said, I'll let you go into reincarnation, otherwise your soul will be scattered!"

Futian opened his eyes and looked at Er Yinghao, who could clearly read contempt and disdain from them.

"Very good"

Er Yinghao took his foot away and let Fu Tiantian slowly feel the coming of death, while he looked up at the surviving enemy and showed a grim smile.

With this sword in hand, there is no enemy he can't kill.

This island is so big, and it is surrounded by wind, and they can't even escape.

By the way, you have to kill someone first.

Er Yinghao suddenly handed the Fu Qian sword to the puppet warrior behind him, took away the storage bag on Fu Tiantian's body, and finally pointed to Jiang An on the opposite side, and ordered: "Kill him for me!"

Isn't it a pleasure to kill an enemy in person?

Jiang An on the other side saw it, his face remained unchanged, and the sisters of the Chongtian and Qing families hurriedly asked Jiang An to be careful, but Jiang An smiled slightly: "Our senior brother Er Yinghao is going to be a tragedy."

Hearing this, they were puzzled at first, but soon understood.

The puppet warrior remained motionless, as if deaf to Er Yinghao's orders.

Er Yinghao noticed that the warrior was abnormal, and suddenly had a bad feeling, and turned his head suddenly, only to find that the puppet warrior's eyes were dull, as if he was dead, but the Fu Qian Sword in his hand automatically lit up.

Oh no!

Er Yinghao instinctively wanted to stay away from this strange puppet warrior, at that moment, the warrior's eyes suddenly appeared faint green light, Er Yinghao immediately stood on end, because he saw human nature!

Then, he couldn't move.

Is it connected to the puppet's mind! Er Yinghao felt that a strange faint consciousness appeared in his divine consciousness sea, and it was this faint consciousness that made his body unable to move.

It turned out that the Fu Qian Sword could not be held by the only puppet warrior! Just now, Er Yinghao tried to help the heavens, but he rejected it, but he wanted to capture it, which made Er Yinghao completely relax his vigilance!

Suddenly, a green light flashed, flew out from the center of the warrior's eyebrows, and shot into Er Yinghao's eyebrows, Er Yinghao immediately rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, and shouted bitterly:

"Who are you, get out of my head!

And Fu Tiantian, who was on the verge of death, burst out into a burst of wild laughter: "Hahaha, I have finally completed my mission for countless years, and I have died as I deserve!"

After saying that, he was dissolved and died.

"Can't let the seizure succeed!"

Cheng Feidan said, he had already rushed towards Er Yinghao, the other people's movements were not slow, no one was a fool, the situation in front of him was clearly that someone wanted to take away Scheer Yinghao, and it was very likely that it was the owner of this place, the remnant soul of the Heavenly God Monarch!

If they really succeed, then they are facing an old monster tens of thousands of years ago!

What is the Heavenly Divine Palace, what is the selection of the heir, it is completely a bureau, a shocking situation that lasts for tens of thousands of years!

Rumble!

Er Yinghao, who was rolling in pain, suddenly stretched out his hand, and the yellow dragon shield flew up again, blocking the attacks of others, while the monks attacked this shield like crazy, and they must kill Er Yinghao before they took it.

The three demons such as the Prison Bull took the opportunity to attack the puppet that was uncontrolled and stagnant, and wanted to snatch the Fu Qian Sword over, but the puppet warrior's eyes lit up, raised his head, and at the same time, he swung the sword lightly, and the dark golden sword qi flew out.

Fear struck, and the three demons such as the Prison Bull immediately revealed their strongest bodies, and the demonic aura soared to the sky, but as soon as the sword qi passed, they all died tragically, and even the demon pill was shattered, and the divine soul didn't even have time to escape.

It's time to make a move.

Jiang An's eyes were fixed, and he was about to join the battle group, but one person stood up first.

"Everyone, leave it to you."

A voice as clear as the wind sounded, coming from an extraordinary young man holding a sword.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, you're going to make a move?!"

The young man from the Fighting Sword Pavilion asked excitedly.

"It's time to make a move, Zangfeng has been in the dark for ten years, you can try it today!"

As the sword-hugging young man spoke, a shape-shifting transposition appeared in front of Huang Longdun, and said softly: "Gentlemen, I have a sword, please try it!"

"Shangguan Jianhan!"

Shen Qian, who was in the same country as the Fighting Sword Pavilion, his eyes lit up: "I heard that you haven't used a sword for ten years, but you have practiced that style?"

"Yes"

Shen Qian nodded and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please get out of the way, Shangguan Daoyou has practiced one of the most difficult peerless skills in the Sword Fighting Pavilion, the Heaven Pulling Style!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed, and then they silently retreated to the side, as if they knew the power of this sword move.

"Fifth sister, what is the Pulling Heaven Style?"

Qinglan asked curiously.

Qing Ning's face was extremely solemn, and he said: "Pulling the sky style, the rumored Zhen Sect of the Sword Fighting Pavilion has only one move, but it contains the sword intent of the sword drawer, and it is the sword intent that has been suppressed for ten years!" Shangguan Jianhan, a sword genius who has been encountered in the Sword Pavilion once in hundreds of years, can be called invincible at the same level in the middle of Jindan and before, but after the late stage, he is willing to practice the Heaven Pulling Style, for ten years, the sword does not leave his hand, but he does not practice the sword and does not fight the sword, this is how difficult it should be for a sword idiot, and it can be imagined how strong his suppressed sword intent will be!"

As he spoke, everyone's attention focused on Shangguan Jianhan's left hand, where he held an ordinary black-sheathed long sword, simple and elegant, without superfluous and gorgeous decorations, at this time in the hands of Shangguan Jianhan in white-clothed Shengxue, it was like an ink painting.

Inexplicably, a sense of panic suddenly arose in everyone's hearts, which was the most primitive instinct in the bottom of their hearts, a terrible thing was about to be born, just like the feeling of an ordinary person standing on a tightrope and stepping on the air.

His right hand was on the hilt of the sword, and there was still no trace of sword intent on his body.

In the next breath, a dazzling white light seemed to rise from the chaos, piercing the darkness, and the person who saw it subconsciously closed his eyes, but in his mind was the endless sound of sword tremble, cheering, and finally seeing the light of day, but it was about to cut through the sky!

Pain!

Even if they were far away from the center, everyone felt a violent and boundless sword intent raging, cutting their skin and even their divine consciousness into countless openings, forcibly opening their eyes, only to see a sword intent across the heavens and the earth flashing by, and it passed away with one blow, causing the wind and clouds to change color and the wind to rise in all directions.

And then, everything was gone.

Shangguan Jianhan stood in place, holding the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground, with him as the center, the ground of the square covered with many prohibitions was cut into powder by countless sword qi, and in front of him, a smooth crack split the square, the wall, and even half of the island in front of him into two halves, which was distinct.

And he just drew his sword and picked it up.

The result?

Everyone looked at the past blankly, I don't know when, the tall puppet warrior stood in front of Er Yinghao, it had been split in half, the yellow dragon shield was also turned into fragments, and even the scabbard of the extremely sharp divine treasure Fu Qian Sword was broken into two, and the waste was generally lying in the ruins.

"One sword cold light nineteen continents!

A familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded, in mid-air, the void turned, Er Yinghao's body appeared, his hair was scattered, and there was a terrifying wound on his chest, which was deep in the bones, and his right hand was also holding a sword, Fu Qian Sword.

"Your Excellency still escaped in the next sword"

Shangguan Jianhan said lightly, but there was a trace of regret.

"If it's outside, the old man will definitely not be able to block your sword, but this is the old man's cave, so naturally there is room for turnaround" Er Yinghao said, and smiled again: "But even so, the damage caused by your sword is not trivial, and it may take years for the old man to eliminate the sword intent in the wound."

Shangguan Jianhan shook his head slightly, and suddenly asked, "How should I address Your Excellency at this time?"

"You, or you, can call the old man, Heavenly God King!"

Er Yinghao said word by word.

Everyone sighed, but they were still taken away successfully, and things went in the worst direction.

"Since the Divine Monarch has disappeared for 10,000 years, why do you still want to appear in the world? It is better to return, otherwise the sword under it will still be sharp!"

Shangguan Jianhan's body finally revealed a trace of arrogance and sharpness for drawing a sword against the sky.

"You and other juniors, where do you know the deep meaning of the old man, no matter what, the Tao is not the same, the old man will send you into reincarnation"

Er Yinghao said, raising the Fu Qian sword in his hand.

"Hugh wants to hurt my senior brother!"

The young man of the Fighting Sword Pavilion burst out, shooting out a streamer of light and killing Er Yinghao.

The flying sword came in the blink of an eye, Er Yinghao did not move in place, but just blocked it with the Fu Qian sword, only to hear a crisp sound, and the young man's flying sword broke in response.

"Ah Limo wants to come over!"

Shangguan Jianhan scolded lightly and cut it to the point.

"Hehe, what a brotherhood" Er Yinghao smiled slightly, "The people in the audience are all local chickens and dogs, except for the two of them, you can also get into the eyes, you are naturally one..."

As he spoke, he pointed at Shangguan Jianhan, and then moved his finger to the crowd: "And you! I don't know why, the old man's spiritual sense is faintly aware that you are the most dangerous person here."

Everyone's eyes turned to the past, stunned.

"Hehe, to be so valued by Your Excellency, Jiang is really fortunate to have three lives, since this is the case, you can't let Shangguan Daoyou be beautiful."

Jiang An said, taking a step forward.

(Congratulations to the first Taoist friend of the book "Shangguan Jianhan" on his appearance!)