Chapter 421: Fierce Fighting

The way of the sword is the way of destruction!

Break ten thousand laws with one sword!

Canglan Sage, Sword Pavilion Ancestor, looking at the entire Eastern Continent, they are all the highest attainments in swordsmanship, and the strength of the explosion and the swordsmanship they deduce dazzled everyone.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

"Phantom of a Thousand Swords!"

The Canglan Sage, the Sword Pavilion Ancestor, roared loudly almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, countless sword qi filled the surroundings of the two of them, making a pleasant sound of "Zheng Zheng".

"Woohoo!"

Immediately afterwards, the sword qi clashed, making this space into nothingness, only the sword light was shining, shining in the sky, only the sword roared and tore through, surging people's hearts.

It's like the sky, becoming a world of sword energy!

The power that emanates makes even the Zhuji Martial Saint feel the pressure!

If the demi-saint rushes in, he will be annihilated in the blink of an eye, and there will be no place to bury him!

"It's terrifying!"

In the hall of the country, Zhao Yun exclaimed, his eyes flashed with envy, when would he become such a strong man!

"Father-in-law Yu, who do you think will win?"

Gong Bingxue asked, her delicate cheeks were full of anxiety, and the battle in the sky was extremely terrifying, and she couldn't even watch the battle for a long time.

Because of the sword qi, it is too dazzling!

"Queen, don't worry, it must be the king who wins, and the invaders will be defeated. ”

Father-in-law Yu clenched his fists slightly and said firmly, feeling a huge pressure in his heart, and his desire for strength was more than usual at any time.

In the past, with his half-saint strength, he was still in the first echelon of the Tang Dynasty!

Now, the more powerful Martial Saint has become the main force in the battle, the pillar of the Tang Dynasty!

"If I don't work hard, I'm afraid I will become a dispensable little foot in the Tang Kingdom. "Yuhuatian's heart is full of complexity.

Human instinct is chasing!

In other words, the process of chasing is the meaning of life!

"Master Qingwei, come out and make a move!"

Just when the battle between the two places was in full swing, another Dongtian Martial Saint flew forward and issued a war letter to Qingwei, which can also be said to be a provocation.

I saw that in the center of his eyebrows, there was a white sword-shaped birthmark, wearing a black robe, forming a strong contrast, holding a three-foot black sword in his right hand, and his whole body was pitch black, exuding black light, like a soul devourer.

"Who are you?"

Qing frowned slightly, asked in a deep voice, and took out the Five Thunder Formation Sword, with black hair, moving without wind, and a cyan robe, swaying slightly, adding a sense of ease.

"You can call me Second Ancestor, from the Sword Pavilion Imperial Kingdom! Look at your appearance, you are also cultivating the way of the sword, and you have been here to see who is more powerful. ”

The second ancestor of the Sword Pavilion said with a smile, the black sword in his hand bloomed with a thousand feet of light, and with the sword pointing downward, many houses in Chang'an were destroyed and in a mess.

"Under the sword of the poor road, only the demons will be killed! But today, the poor road will kill you, because you are not as good as a beast. ”

Seeing this, Qingwei's face became ugly, his fingers pointed upward, and the Five Thunder Formation Sword immediately became several times larger, flying towards the second ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, with a clever sword qi, covering the sky and the sun.

Swordsmanship, thousands of miles away, take people's heads!

"There are two hits!"

The Sword Pavilion Ancestor also saw the mystery of the sword technique, so he praised and said, but the movements in his hands did not stop, under the control of Shen Nian, the black sword, carrying thousands of zhang of light, met the Five Thunder Formation Sword.

"Do it, by Li Tang's side, there is no Cave Heaven Martial Saint Realm!"

On the other side, the Snow Moon Ancestor, who was at war with the Abandoned Heaven Emperor, ordered loudly after the confrontation.

In all the imperial intelligence, the strength of the Great Tang Kingdom was analyzed in detail, and the final conclusion was that there were only three Cave Heaven Martial Saint Realms of the Great Tang Kingdom, namely Qingwei, the Emperor of Abandoning Heaven, and the Canglan Sage!

The rest of the people are all foundation building martial saints!

However, they ignore ......

"Kill!"

The second ancestor of the Snow Moon took the lead in attacking, among these nine people, his strength may not be the strongest, but his status is the highest, because he is another martial saint of the Snow Moon Imperial Kingdom.

"Do it!"

The other eight ancestors nodded in unison and took out their weapons, in their opinion, it was easy to capture Li Tang.

After all, there are only four martial saints protecting Li Tang now!

"Canggu, Youxuan, Jingming, and Yang Dao Chief, each of you dragged a Martial Saint. ”

Li Tang walked to the front of the altar and ordered calmly, his face was not shocked, and his body wrapped in imperial robes revealed a domineering spirit, like pointing at the country and scolding Fang Xuan.

"Yes!"

The four of Canggu nodded slightly, and after making Taoist etiquette, they lightly followed and fought with Kaiyuan Ancestor, Baihong Ancestor, Scorpion Ancestor, and Earth Lion Ancestor.

"Canaan Academy listens to the order, and the Heavenly Prison Formation is arranged!"

Li Tang only glanced at it, and ordered again, looking at ease.

"Canaan Academy, obey!"

Pi Tianqi bowed deeply, and led the three hundred and sixty Canaan Academy, flying in the sky, the breath was connected in one place, and the trapping formation was arranged, which was very vast, and the fluorescent formation instantly enveloped the Heavenly Crane Ancestor.

At this point, another martial saint has been successfully delayed!

"The Shushan Sword Sect listens to the order, the Buwan Sword Formation!"

Li Tang's figure reverberated in the sky again, pointing at the Demon Wolf Ancestor, like a god, judging the blasphemous!

"Shushan Sword Sect, obey the order!"

Elder Chuangong, with fluttering clothes, led three hundred Shu Mountain disciples, pilots flying swords, and arranged a formation in the sky, blocking the Demon Wolf Ancestor and blocking the Qianzhang Void.

Sword Wei Sensen, a trace of gray sword light, mixed with destructive power, suppressed the Demon Wolf Ancestor in the endless void!

As long as the aura of the formation is there, the Demon Wolf Ancestor will not be able to break free!

"Li Tang, this seat depends on you now, who will protect you!"

Tianhuo Ancestor, after looking around, when there was only one soul beside Li Tang, he said in surprise.

He didn't think that a soul could stop a martial saint powerhouse!

Even if it is a martial soul, it is impossible to do it!

What's more, in the Tang Kingdom, there is no fallen martial saint at all!

At the same time, his heart also flashed with happiness, fortunately, this time, the Nine Great Imperial Kingdoms all poured out, and no one flinched, otherwise this operation would end in failure.

The strength of the Tang Kingdom is too strong!

"Those who don't know are fearless!"

Looking at the majestic Tianhuo Ancestor, Li Tang's face was still very calm, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said lightly.

"Die!"

Tianhuo Ancestor shouted loudly, concentrated all the aura in his body in his hand, and raised a red flame, which could hit Li Tang at a glance.

Boom!

"Haha, is it dead?"

Tianhuo Ancestor, looking at the altar wrapped in flames, was surprised, in his opinion, Li Tang would definitely die, there was no Martial Emperor, he could survive the attack of the Martial Saint.

The gate of the palace of the country, the civil and military officials, all looked at the burning altar with nervous eyes, but they didn't worry too much.

"Scatter!"

At this time, a faint voice came from the altar, it was the Heavenly Fire Ancestor, his eyes shrank, and under careful induction, his complexion changed drastically, and his mouth grew, as if he had seen a ghost.

"How is this possible?"

Perhaps because of surprise, the voice of the Heavenly Fire Ancestor became sharp, and he realized that it was not good, and hurried to fly.

(End of chapter)