The rift is visible to the naked eye, and it ripples all around!

"Falling Star Excalibur!"

With Nangong Liuyun Zhentian's complete cold drink, I saw his hands together suddenly pull away.

The frost-like white light is unobstructed and completely blooms.

A long sword about three feet long appeared in Nangong Liuyun's hand.

The long sword is translucent and white, as thin as a cicada's wings, and it trembles incessantly.

It's like a gust of wind blowing and breaking it in two.

But the sharp aura that seems to be able to cut through heaven and earth is not to be underestimated.

As the fierce wind continued to blow, the sharp qi also escaped.

The moment it blows, it is like a knife blade touching the skin, and it hurts all over the body!

With Qingfeng in hand, Nangong Liuyun's momentum changed greatly, like a peerless swordsman, standing between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the aura around him also changed greatly.

If Nangong Liuyun was said to be a second ago, he was a wise old man who saw the heat and coldness of the world and experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

The eyes are flowing with the ups and downs of the sun and the moon, the ebb and flow of the tides and waves, and the vicissitudes and depths of the tides.

So at this moment, Nangong Liuyun seems to have turned into a peerless swordsman, and his edge is fully displayed!

Like a sharp sword out of the sheath, the edge is pointed, and nothing can stop it!

"Wang Yan, the old man will give you one last chance, if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, you will abolish your cultivation. ”

"Today, the old man can spare you from death, and accept you as a furnace guard, as a slave of the old man. ”

Holding the starlight sword, Nangong Liuyun Treasure is majestic, hanging in the air, like a god's mansion.

Hearing this, Wang Yan smiled coldly, "Do you want to take me as a slave?"

When the words fell, Wang Yan's palm slowly slapped down, and it suddenly accelerated.

The sound of sonic booms rang out one after another, like the thunder of the destruction of the world.

Not only was it deafening, but it also made the soul of the person who cultivated as a weak person nervous.

For those who are weak in cultivation, it can be called a catastrophe.

Because under the attack of this kind of sound, those who cultivate to a low level will not be strong enough to condense their souls, and they will only have one end, their souls will be destroyed, and their bodies will be shattered.

Because of this, although they did not participate in this battle, thousands of disciples of the Burning Sun Sect died one after another because of this battle between Wang Yan and Nangong Liuyun.

"If you still don't admit defeat, then give the old man death!"

Seeing Wang Yan's stubborn resistance, Nangong Liuyun suddenly shouted angrily, and the starlight sword in his hand slashed out.

In an instant, a terrifying black rift appeared in the void.

The crack was only the size of a thumb at first, but in an instant, it was like a baby's arm, completely tearing the sky.

As a result, the sky that was originally as dark as night appeared with an even darker crack.

Like the open mouth of a giant beast, it ruthlessly devours everything around it.

"Nangong Liuyun, let you see my methods!"

The pitch-black palm covering a radius of thousands of miles, slapped on the head, can be called a precursor to the coming of the end of the world.

The terrifying power was like a 10,000-pound boulder, pressing on everyone's chest.

It makes people feel breathless, and they can't even straighten their waists.

In the next moment, Wang Yan's palm and Nangong Liuyun's starlight sword finally intersected.

This blow can be described as an earth-shattering shock, and the void within 10,000 miles completely collapsed.

The huge handprint covering a radius of thousands of miles is like a world-destroying blow from the wrath of the sky, and it is fiercely imprinted towards Nangong Liuyun!

In an instant, the void behind Nangong Liuyun completely collapsed, revealing a dark and hideous spatial gap.

The violent spatial turbulence gushed out at this moment, like a flood that has released the floodgates, vowing to sweep away the turbid world.

Suddenly, the starlight sword in Nangong Liuyun's hand suddenly changed.

It is no longer as illusory and unreal as before, but has become extremely solid, like a real sword.

An extremely sharp aura rushed towards him, like a blade cutting through skin.

"Sword rise!"

In an instant, Nangong Liuyun suddenly shouted.

In an instant, I saw the starlight sword in his hand rising against the storm.

It turned out to be only three feet of green mang, but at this moment, it turned into a ten-foot giant sword.

The sharp qi that seemed to be able to cut the heavens and the earth made Wang Yan's delicate face appear densely covered with bloodstains as thin as hair.

At this moment, the pitch-black palm that covered the sky and the sun finally descended on the top of the Burning Sun Sect.

At this moment, everyone gave birth to an era that seemed to be in an endless desolate place, where the sun and the moon were without light.

But just when the sun and moon were dull and the heavens and the earth were discolored, a match-like starlight pierced the dark curtain and illuminated the world.

made everyone's pupils constrict into needles at this moment, and their faces were shocked.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

I saw Wang Yan's left arm swelling suddenly, and the muscles that arched high like iron and bronze were like dragons, and the roots burst out.

The terrifying power is instantly vented, as if it can wipe out all the injustices in the world.

The Vientiane Divine Armor burst out with unprecedented light, like a scorching sun, rising.

The meridians of Wang Yan's entire left arm squirmed, containing unimaginable physical power.

With each wriggling, the strength of the body increases by 10%.

In an instant, the frequency of the wriggling reached tens of thousands of times, which was equivalent to stacking thousands of times the power of the attack.

At the same moment, the sleeve of Wang Yan's right arm suddenly burst open.

Wisps of blue light rose to the sky, and the darkness in a radius of thousands of miles suddenly broke through, just like day.

The source of the light is the burial god pattern on Wang Yan's right arm.

The mind turned, slowly squirming and the Burial Heaven God Pattern suddenly stagnated, and then sprang into action.

Like a living creature, it seems to be about to come out of Wang Yan's right arm.

At the moment of the electric light, the ten thousand rays of light formed by the rotation of the Burial Heaven God Pattern converged like a low tide.

The void was once again pitch black.

But in this darkness, there was a bit of extremely dazzling light, it was the starlight sword in Nangong Liuyun's hand.

When the last ray of blue light disappears in this world.

Wang Yan trembled wildly, and his left arm, which was wriggling in the meridians, suddenly stagnated.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion that is difficult to describe in words descended here.

The Great Sect Protector Array, which was opened by Nie Feichen and the others, as well as the thousands of Burning Sun Sects, shook endlessly!

The translucent curtain rippled like water waves, rippling open in an instant.

It's like a huge bubble, pinched and flattened by an invisible hand, constantly changing its shape.

Standing in the sky and looking down, this scene is extremely magnificent and mysterious.

And all this is just the formation of the fist wind and aura exuded by Wang Yan's left arm at this moment!

The Great Protector Array couldn't stop this terrifying aura, although only a trace of penetration and invasion was slowly rippling.

But thousands of people smelled death at this moment.

Looking at Wang Yan's left arm, which seemed to gather all the light sources in the heavens and the earth, crystal clear, brilliant and flowing, and deceived the frost and snow, the same question popped up in everyone's minds.

If Wang Yan's punch is hit, will all the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles turn into powder?

"What a terrible breath!"

Nie Feichen muttered, his eyes shocked.

The aura that Wang Yan exuded at this moment had far surpassed the peak of the condensing star and crossed the high level of quenching stars.

It is like climbing to the peak of the quenching stars, touching the realm of the stars, and integrating the laws of heaven and earth.

Although this punch has not yet exploded, the aura emitted by it is already heartbreaking, and the spirit trembles.

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