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These nine people have all stayed in the late stage of the Heavenly Men for many years, and in order to improve their strength, they can only continue to figure out their martial arts and improve the power of their martial arts.

In the face of this unavoidable world of sword light, they urged their strongest martial arts with the greatest strength.

Their martial arts may be brilliant, imposing, or dim.

But in the world of sword light, it's all so not worth mentioning.

Since reaching the late stage of foundation building, Song Yan has a feeling that he can break through the sky and leave this world at any time, that is to say, his strength has reached the point where this world is about to be unbearable.

Wheel Zhenyuan, his sword yuan is at least ten times stronger than the true yuan cultivated by the Peiyuan Sutra.

And the true yuan cultivated by the martial artists of this world is not even comparable to the true yuan cultivated by the "Pei Yuan Sutra", and it is even more far from the sword yuan.

What's more, Song Yan is still cultivating the "Qinglian Sword Codex" in the Sword Immortal Law, so his strength can completely kill martial artists of the same level in seconds, as for the nine martial artists of the same level joining forces, it is really nothing to him.

Chop!

The ears of the nine peerless masters heard Song Yan's light drink.

"Puff puff!"

The bloodlight flew the sword, and the three heads flew up.

Slash again!

Puff puff!

Three more heads flew up.

Keep chopping!

Puff puff!

The last three dead heads flew up, and the battle ended.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

"How can he be so strong?"

The ancestors of the three holy lands and the three empires all showed an extremely frightened light in their eyes when they saw the nine people who were separated from each other, they had already overestimated Song Yan's strength as much as possible, but this time, they realized that they really didn't know him well.

One move and three styles actually killed nine peerless masters in the late stage of heaven and man.

This is not a cabbage, you must know that in the entire Eastern Continent, there will not be more than a hundred peerless masters in the late stage of the Heavenly Man.

A tenth of a sword is slashed!

"It's your turn!"

Song Yan held the blood-stained steel sword and looked at the six "old ancestors".

"Let's go up too!"

"Shen Xiaoyou, maybe we can talk!"

"Talk about your sister! From the moment you join forces with the calculating master, you are destined to die! ”

Song Yan swung his sword again.

"A month ago, I only cultivated the fifth form of the Qinglian Sword Codex, and today, let you six old guys taste the power of the soul light slash!"

The fifth style of the Qinglian Sword Code is the soul of the enemy.

Therefore, this trick does not look gorgeous, and even feels very ordinary.

But after Song Yan swung his long sword, the six old ancestors changed color one after another, and burst out with their strongest attack.

But that was all in vain.

Because, the attacks of the six old ancestors all fell in the empty space.

The next moment.

"Wow!"

Xiang Yunlong opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his ruddy cheeks instantly turned pale as paper, and then, the breath of life on his body quickly retreated until it disappeared completely.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Liu Zhan, Jiang Yunyan, and Fan Shijun vomited blood, and after half an hour, their breath disappeared and they died.

Ji Jichang and Sima Tianji held out the longest, but they still vomited blood and died three seconds later.

The Soul Light Slash is invisible and invisible, and is immune to all physical attacks, making it impossible to resist even if you want to.

Therefore, these six ancestors died unjustly.

Putting away the stainless steel long sword, Song Yan glanced at Ji Qian, who was pale, and left the palace with a shake of his figure.

Twenty minutes later.

Song Yan returned to Chaoyang Peak, but at this moment, Chaoyang Peak was empty, two of the three tasks had been completed, and as for the third trick robbery, Song Yan estimated that more than one hundred and ninety pieces should be completed, and the remaining few could be completed at any time.

Now, all he had to do was sit back and wait for the temple to come.

The next day, Song Yan took Su Niang and the people of Chaoyang Peak back to Chaoyang Peak.

At the same time, the three empires, the three holy lands, and the nine major sects jointly issued a statement to cancel the World Martial Arts.

They have lost the decision-making power of the temple, what to use as a reward? So I had no choice but to cancel the World Martial Arts Conference.

At the same time, the people of the three holy lands, the nine major sects, and even the empire entrenched in the Black Wind Mountain Range also quietly withdrew, and they no longer dared to provoke Song Yan, because last night, Song Yan beheaded the old ancestor of the empire, the old ancestor of the holy land, and also beheaded the strongest master of the nine major sects.

Three days later, the Black Sky Demon Sect, under the leadership of the Black Heaven Sect Master, attacked the Pure Heart Holy Land.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and finally the Holy Land of Pure Heart was destroyed.

After destroying the Pure Heart Holy Land, after ten days of rest, the Black Sky Demon Sect attacked the Fighting Holy Land again.

The Yaochi Holy Land sent experts to support, but they didn't expect that in the middle of the way, the Black Heaven Sect Master's plot and military performance, all the masters sent by Yaochi to the Fighting Holy Land were killed in battle, and none of them survived.

Eventually, one month later, the Fighting Holy Land perished, and two months later, the Yaochi Holy Land perished.

After the destruction of the Three Holy Lands, the Black Heaven Demon Sect became the number one sect in the world, and the rivers and lakes ushered in a dark era.

For these, Song Yan didn't care too much.

Because he had sensed that the temple was about to come in the near future.

There were only forty-nine places to enter the temple, and Song Yan was not going to monopolize these forty-nine places, but gave twenty of them to the Black Heaven Demon Sect, and the other twenty to the three empires.

As for the nine major sects, none of them have a share.

Of the remaining nine, in addition to Song Yan, he also planned to select eight people from the cottage.

These eight people are Autumn Night, Lonely Knife, Lonely Sunset, Lonely Yi, Niu Daring, Qi Linger, and the two masters of the original Qinglong Village.

Song Yan doesn't have high requirements for them, as long as they can break through the first layer of challenge space, it is enough.

Two days later, the three empires, the people of the Black Sky Demon Sect came to Chaoyang Peak.

And on the night of the fourth day when Song Yan was sensitive, the sky was full of divine light, illuminating tens of thousands of miles, and a golden and brilliant temple appeared, and slowly descended towards the boundary of Yuezhou.

For a while, everyone's eyes in the world fell on the sky, and a large number of warriors rushed to Yuezhou frantically.

It's a pity that Yuezhou has been sealed by the three major empires and the Black Sky Demon Sect, and anyone who dares to trespass without permission will be killed.

An hour later, the temple was less than 10,000 meters above the ground.

Song Yan had already been able to deduce that the precise location where the temple landed was above the Black Wind Mountain Range.

Finally, after another quarter of an hour, the temple landed on a peak in the Black Wind Mountains.

Song Yan led everyone to gallop towards the temple.

In the middle of the night, Song Yan and the others came to the front of the temple.

The hall is a hundred feet high, vast and brilliant.

When the golden light fanned away, a light gate appeared in front of the temple, which was the entrance to the temple, and only forty-nine people could enter.

"Let's go, let's go in!" With a wave of his hand, Song Yan rushed directly into the Guangmen with the eight people of the autumn night, and the other forty people did not dare to slack off, and followed into the Guangmen.

[Author's digression]: Three more