On Wanzhu Mountain, the punishment continues, and under the witness of millions of people, Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin have been tortured to the point that they are not human, covered in blood, and now they can't even scream.

On the stone platform, the Xuanji real person and the old man Jin drooped their heads weakly, their breathing was extremely weak, and their vitality was gradually extinguished, and their lives were not long in coming.

"The ninth punishment, ten thousand blades are late!"

The Great Elder's face was pale, without the slightest emotion, but his voice was full of coercion and slaughter.

And hearing the words of the Great Elder, the millions of onlookers exploded again.

"Ten Thousand Blades Ling Chi, this is the most ruthless punishment in the Qingyang Sect, it is said that tens of thousands of sharp blades are used to cut off the flesh and blood piece by piece, which is extremely cruel!"

"This is the real life is better than death, hey, it's not good for them to provoke anyone, they have to provoke the Qingyang Sect, the Qingyang Sect is so easy to provoke. ”

"It's too cruel, it's better to give them a good time, it's really going to torture people crazy!"

The name of Ten Thousand Blades Ling Chi was too big, and countless people were terrified when they heard it, and they couldn't imagine how painful the tortured Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin should be at this moment.

"Haha, okay, I want you to taste this pain!"

In the crowd, Wei Chi Qianshan's face was distorted, extremely hideous, his eyes burst out with a rich and refreshing color, and his hands were clenched, wishing that he was the executioner.

"It seems that the Sword King will not come, hey, it's a pity that these two heroes are really tough!"

"What a bullshit sword king, what the first day of the Eastern Regions, I think it's a shrunken turtle, a bad seed!"

"Although I didn't see the Sword King, it was already worth the trip to see the famous Nine Great Punishments of the Qingyang Sect!"

The discussion of everyone was like thunder, wave after wave, and many people were despising Zhang Jian, feeling that Zhang Jian's name did not match his name.

Rub and go!

At this time, the last sentence of the nine great punishments finally began, and I saw a thousand disciples shoot at the same time, and ten thousand blades rose into the air.

These disciples are all the strength of the Sublimation Realm, extremely extraordinary, and they are also the famous punishment disciples in the Qingyang Sect.

Brush Brush Brush!

Ten thousand blades bloomed, the aura fluctuated, and suddenly a palpitating killing chill suddenly appeared, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet instantly, and millions of people were silent, not daring to say a word, not daring to make a sound.

Everyone was holding their breath and staring in unison, not wanting to miss the ninth punishment of the legend.

Call!

Ten thousand blades rose into the air, turning into a river of swords, overwhelming the sky, carrying ruthless killing, suddenly moving, towards the Xuanji real person and the old man Jin on the platform.

Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin were bound by strange cyan vines, unable to move, and even endured eight kinds of punishments, and were already at the end of the crossbow, on the verge of death.

Not to mention these ten thousand sharp blades, even if there is only one, it can kill them.

The eyes of Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin were extremely swollen, and they opened a slit in their eyes with difficulty, staring at the front stubbornly, unyielding.

Even if it is death, they will not die in humiliation.

Thundered!

In the blink of an eye, the river of knives turned into ten thousand sharp blades was to flood the execution ground where Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin were located, and the sound of clanging was endless, and the heaven and earth were boiling, and the space was shattered and completely strangled.

"It's terrifying, this kind of punishment, even the powerhouses of the Peak Realm can't resist it, it's terrifying!"

"They should be dead, no one will be alive under the Ten Thousand Blades!"

"It's better to die, maybe this is a relief for them, otherwise it's too cruel, this is the real life is better than death, I can be killed with a knife, and I won't bear this kind of torture!"

Everyone was staring at the execution ground with wide eyes, no one would believe that the Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin could survive, after all, this was too terrifying, even the powerhouses of the Peak Realm in their heyday couldn't resist it, not to mention that they had been tortured to the verge of death.

At this time, in the Qingyang Sect, Chu Zhongtian and Bai Xuan also took their eyes back.

"It seems that the sword king is too timid to come, and even his friends and servants have given up, heh, what qualifications does such a person have to be called Tianjiao. ”

The arrogance on Chu Zhongtian's face and the disdain in his eyes were unmistakable, they were expecting the Sword King to appear, but they didn't expect it to be this kind of ending, which made Chu Zhongtian lack interest.

"Giggles, it must be Brother Chu's prestige, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to come!"

Bai Xuan covered her mouth and chuckled, and she also looked down on Zhang Jian a little in her heart.

"But even if he doesn't come, he won't be able to escape the pursuit of my Qingyang Sect, unless he can stay in the Eastern Regions all the time, stay by the side of that demon lord!"

Chu Zhongtian's eyes flashed sharply, and there was thunder and lightning in his eyes.

"It seems that he can't participate in this Tianjiao party, but it's a pity, it's a pity, I wanted to see how he was bullied!"

Bai Xuan smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she quickly removed the name Sword King from her heart.

Such a person is no longer worthy of her attention!

Thundered!

Just as Bai Xuan and Chu Zhongtian decided not to put their minds on Zhang Jian anymore, suddenly a thunderous sound resounded in all directions, echoing in the sky above the entire Qingyang Sect.

At the same time, the eyes of the millions of spectators widened at this moment, their mouths open, and their eyes were shocked to look at the execution ground shrouded by the Ten Thousand Blades Sword River.

I saw that the Ten Thousand Bladed Knife River, which exuded the aura of killing and killing, was actually like a bubble, and was directly shattered by one hand.

In the execution ground, the figures of Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin were still there, and they were not crushed by the Ten Thousand Blades River as everyone guessed.

And the platform and spirit array that had the power of sealing turned into thousands of rubble at this moment, directly crumbling.

A hand, out of the air, shattered the river of bladed knives.

With one foot, he smashed the platform and collapsed the imprisoned spirit array.

A figure stood in front of the Xuanji real person and the old man Jin, resisting all enemies.

A pair of eyes, no sorrow or joy, calm as water, but they regard all living beings as ants and all enemies as grass mustard, which makes people dare not look directly.

Dressed in a black shirt, under the whistling of the mountain wind, hunting sounded.

A head of black hair, like a waterfall, droops down, and there is no wind automatically.

"Sword King, he's the Sword King!"

Someone in the crowd recognized Zhang Jian's identity and immediately exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in an instant, millions of spectators were in an uproar.

"The Sword King actually came, he actually arrived at the last moment, it's incredible!"

"Is this person the Sword King? Such a strong strength, he can destroy the Ten Thousand Blades Sword River with one hand!"

"The Sword King finally couldn't hold it back and was forced out, which is even more lively now!"

Countless people shouted frantically, roaring again and again, boiling because of Zhang Jian's appearance.

However, at this moment, Zhang Jian ignored everything, and only when he turned to look at Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin, his expression changed slightly, revealing guilt and pain.

"Sorry I'm late!"

Zhang Jian's voice was slightly hoarse, and he bent down to bow to Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin, making Xuanji Zhenren and Old Man Jin shed tears.

At this moment, deep in Zhang Jian's heart, the killing intent was like a nine-day storm, wanting to tear everything apart. The killing may be late, but it will never be absent!