This voice was naturally not made by Wang Xuanji.

He had raised his head, his eyes bursting with a bright light, and he was looking beyond the clouds.

Everyone followed his gaze, only to find that at some point, a figure had broken through the clouds and stepped into the air.

Tsing Yi and white hair, with a long knife hanging from his waist, like a fairy descending into the world, not stained with dust, but with the terrifying momentum of a piece of ten thousand armies, like an abyss.

Zhao Shenbi tapped his toes, and after the thunder flashed slightly, he had already fallen down and stepped on the square.

Not only did the expressions of those Earth Immortal Cultivators change drastically, but even all the Yuan Infant Cultivators stared.

"It's ...... Shrinking the ground into inches?"

"Won't you...... Shrinking the ground into inches is a means only available to Yuanying monks, no matter how you look at it, this Zhao Shenbi is only in the early stage of the Dan ......"

Regarding the surrounding discussions, Zhao Shenbi was unheard.

He walked slowly across the central axis and walked towards the stone platform in the center.

The breath and eyes of more than 2,000 people converged on Zhao Shenbi's body, sweeping in like a surging wave, forming a terrifying coercion.

Under this coercion, the floor beneath it was overwhelmed, and if it wasn't for the large array to sustain it, it would probably crumble into powder.

The coercion is so strong, Mo said that he is an earth immortal monk, I am afraid that even a great monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant will tremble all over his body and his heart will explode.

However, Zhao Shenbi still looks calm.

He looked calm, and there was no wave in his eyes, and he didn't even have any ups and downs in his robe, so he walked towards the stone platform.

The sound of gasping and cooling air suddenly rose.

I have to say that this heart and bearing alone have surpassed all the monks present, like a great ancient king, or a generation of heroes who inspect the army!

However, they didn't know that in the past, when the Wheel Hall and the Outer Sect were about to fall, when Zhao Shenbi was parading and supervising the war, he faced more than millions of monks, and what he showed was not only such a demeanor!

Zhao Shenbi slowly walked to Wang Xuanji's side, and after giving him a warm smile of encouragement, he suddenly turned around.

His face was as cold as iron.

He said in a deep voice, "Such a fairyland on earth, the sky is stunningly beautiful, who was destroying the scenery just now and breaking up the clouds in the sky!?"

Zhao Shenbi's voice echoed like rolling thunder, straight into the sky.

And the majestic sword in the sky, which seemed to be able to split the mountain range, collapsed on the spot at this moment, turning into air currents and scattering!

"Impossible!The sword intent of the Xuanjian Ancestor, although it was just done casually, how could it be dispelled by a monk like him!?"

"No! It must not be him! It must be Wang Dingran secretly acting behind his back, just to build momentum for him!"

Xuanjian Ancestor's face sank, and a middle-aged sword cultivator immediately hugged his fist beside him, "Ancestor, this person relies on Wang Dingran's support, and he dares to play tricks on Xuanxuan, and he has swept the face of my Missing Moon Sword Sect, and the disciple asks to go to war to kill his majesty!"

After the Xuanjian Ancestor nodded, it was already the middle stage of the Yudan, and the middle-aged sword cultivator who was infused with sword intent flowed, immediately stepped on the flying sword and broke through the air.

He roared angrily, "Zhao Shenbi, do you really think that you are worthy of being this director? A junior figure dares to delay coming, putting on a stand in front of so many Yuan Infant Ancestors and Alliance Elders, and the real person will come to educate you today!"

The words fell, and the sword was handed out.

A round of cold moon-like sword light spread out in the air, converging into a bleak waning moon, making people feel as if their hearts were about to break.

And this moon sword was as fast as light and shadow, and in just a flash, it had broken through the distance of hundreds of zhang and arrived at Zhao Shenbi's chest.

The wind is loud, and people follow the sword, but they want to break Zhao Shenbi's heart with a sword!

I have to say that the power of this sword is really weird and unpredictable, and it is impossible to guard against it.

In addition, the middle-aged sword cultivation is already the peak cultivation of the middle stage of the Jiedan, and under this blow, I am afraid that ordinary monks in the late stage of the Jiedan will fall to the ground.

However, Zhao Shenbi is only in the early stages of his marriage.

On the square, a sigh of everyone was already sounding.

The spiritual power in the middle-aged sword cultivator's hand surged, and as soon as the corners of his mouth showed a smug smile, his gesture was about to penetrate Zhao Shenbi's chest.

An unprecedented life-and-death crisis suddenly exploded in his heart.

Because in Zhao Shenbi's eyes, he saw a trace of cold sarcasm, and a slowly rotating red light.

Zhao Shenbi said coldly, "It turned out that it was the clouds you scattered and who gave you the face that dared to be presumptuous in Tianyuan Mountain!?"

Within the dantian, the Blood Pill Golden Pill spun wildly, turning into pure and rich flesh power and ash thunder power, all pouring into the right fist, forming a black-gold thunderstorm.

A punch is handed out, and the fist opens the sword curtain!

The menacing Wanyue Sword Curtain couldn't withstand the touch of Zhao Shenbi's fist, and it immediately shattered, making a dull and loud sound.

The middle-aged sword cultivator was even more like a heavy blow, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, the long sword came out of his hand and rolled away like a dead dog.

It rolled hundreds of feet away, and after dragging a shocking bloodstain on the ground, he finally stopped.

Angry, Jin Dan collapsed.

"Vulnerable!" Zhao Shenbi sneered, "With your kind of cultivation, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to shatter this flowing cloud!"

At this moment, the audience was silent and silent.

And under this punch, Zhao Shenbi's momentum has reached its peak.

Those Tianyuan Mountain deacons who were on duty and serving the various sects looked even more excited after seeing this scene, and they only felt their eyebrows raised, and their faces turned red.

Zhao Shenbi gently shook off the blood stains on his hands, and his eyes slowly swept over the square.

"Is that you?"

"Or you?"

"Or, is it you?"

As far as the eye could see, all the monks lowered their heads one after another, and no one dared to look at them.

Zhao Shenbi clapped his hands and smiled disappreciatively, "Since they are all willing to be turtles with shrunken heads, then the directors will no longer pursue this matter, and now that everyone has arrived, ...... will be held."

"Zhao Shenbi, you dare to commit murder in public, and destroy the foundation of my junior brother's Dao!" Before the words fell, an even more fierce, fire-dragon-like long sword roared out, and even the air burned and distorted.

Zhao Shenbi turned his head, and only then did he see that behind the same Xuanjian Ancestor, a monk dressed in red and looking like a boy came with a sword.

The fire dragon roared, and the aura of heaven and earth shook, as if it was boiled by high temperature.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Interesting, it seems to be you?"

The person who came out of the sword looked like a child, but in fact he was called "Huoyun Sword Immortal", and he was an old ghost who had lived for more than 300 years.

Compared to the middle-aged man who was hit hard by Zhao Shenbi's punch, this person is not only better at cultivation, but has already reached the late stage of the Jiedan, and his sword intent is pure, and he is born with a fiery body.

So at this moment, the momentum swept the ground, making the surrounding temperature unbearably high, as if the stones were about to burn and melt.

Even though there were countless Yuanying cultivators with solemn faces, they took out their hands to prop up the spiritual power light curtain, so as not to accidentally injure the disciples who accompanied them.

With the previous punch, many people have put away their contempt for Zhao Shenbi, and they no longer dare to treat him as a vain person.

At that moment, everyone began to hold their breath, ready to witness a shocking battle.

A cloud of demonic blood burst through the air.

After a few words, all the monks began to wonder if they were dazzled.

What's more, he rubbed his eyes on the spot, with a look of disbelief.

Because on the square, there was the same scene as just now.

Zhao Shenbi only threw one punch again.

Before the sword of the Fire Cloud Sword Immortal fell, an invisible coercion between heaven and earth fell from the sky, instantly crushing the fire dragon transformed by his natal magic sword, and even the qi engine collapsed for a while.

At the same time, Zhao Shenbi's thunder fist, which shattered everything, fell on his chest in an instant.

The same dull loud thud, the same upside down, the same like a dead dog.

Only this time after flying a distance of hundreds of zhang, the Huoyun Sword Immortal stopped, lying on the square, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"It doesn't look like you're either. Zhao Shenbi sighed, "Since you have the temper to be arrogant on other people's chassis, why don't you have the courage to come out and admit it?"

After Zhao Shenbi said this, he felt locked by a terrifying killing intent.

is like a cage of heaven and earth, so that he can't break free, and there is nowhere to hide.

"You're good, you're good, I think if I kill you on the spot today, the king will definitely not hide behind the old man and make a fool!"

It turned out that the Xuanjian Ancestor finally couldn't sit still, and directly turned into a heaven-opening giant sword and slashed at Zhao Shenbi's head.

"It's the Xuanjian Ancestor! he's a half-step monk who has reached the Divine Realm, and he's embarrassed to bully the small?"

"Everyone, go all out! The ancestor has an order, even if he can't afford to be seriously injured, he must protect the safety of Zhao Gongzi!"

In the upper and lower sects of Tianyuan Mountain, countless majestic figures broke out of the sky, and they were all rare ancestors on weekdays, rushing towards Zhao Shenbi, wanting to block in front of him!

"No need!" Zhao Shenbi looked grateful, and smiled at them.

The red light in his eyes turned, flashing with brutal killing intent, "If you want to kill the deity, you are not afraid of losing your own life!"

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