The huge roar of sword qi made everyone's minds buzz, and the strong hurricane in front of them set off at the entrance of the 'gate' of the black city, and the killing aura made some warriors unable to open their eyes slightly.

At this time, the thirty-six sword cultivation youths were knocked back three steps away by the sword qi aftermath that attacked from afar, their eyes were glazed, staring at the man who suddenly appeared in the void, their expressions on their faces were extremely stiff, like a statue.

When Fang Shijin saw Cheng Wushuang, the hatred in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, and he was full of murderous intent, his fierce eyes stared at Cheng Wushuang who was stopped in the void, and on his entire right arm, the green tendons burst out.

"Cheng Wushuang, it's all your little scrap, which made the young master angry and abolished my left arm, this revenge, now I want to double it back. ”

Fang Shijin said indignantly in his heart at this moment, and immediately moved his mind, controlling the thirty-six sword cultivation teenagers to kill Cheng Wushuang, originally he also planned to capture Cheng Wushuang's 'female' person alive to blackmail Cheng Wushuang, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

Those thirty-six sword cultivators burst out with the momentum of the peak of the realm spirit realm, causing a hundred zhang away, among the top ten holy sons, the sixth holy son's face changed in shock.

This kind of momentum is not weaker than a Immortal Feather Realm powerhouse who has truly survived the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

Thirty-six people were monstrous, and they all displayed the same sword moves, and the speed of the sword was extreme, like a remnant wind, and the figures were constantly shuttling in the void, assassinating Cheng Wushuang back and forth from all directions.

For a time, in the void, the sword qi was overwhelming, bringing a dullness and depression to the 'gate' area of the black city.

In the face of such a dense attack, Cheng Wushuang's divine sense was greatly opened, and his vision of 360 degrees without dead ends made him move freely among these thirty-six people, and his thin figure dragged a black 'colored' robe, looking heroic, dodging those sword moves that made others fearful, and he was at ease.

Seeing this, the sixth-ranked Holy Son exclaimed, "What kind of body is this kid who can dodge such a dense sword move!"

He looked at the terrifying sword aura emitted by those sword moves in the void, which could almost shatter the heavens and the earth, attacking Cheng Wushuang all the time and without gaps, but it was still easily dodged by Cheng Wushuang.

Those sword qi could only hit Cheng Wushuang's afterimage.

Dongfang made people look at this scene, and their faces were also slightly moved, and they didn't expect that after more than half a month, Cheng Wushuang's strength had actually jumped to forty life and death veins, which was as terrifying as the speed of Cheng Naixue and others, and he suddenly felt that this group of martial artists who came out of a low-level dynasty was really like a monster.

"Forty realms of life and death can resist thirty-six martial artists at the peak of the realm spirit realm, what is the level of this unparalleled strength?"

Feng Lie looked at the void in shock, and his face 'revealed' a 'color' of awe, and the impression that Cheng Wushuang left on him at this moment was too profound.

I remember the first time I saw Cheng Wushuang in the life and death ring in Yunyin City, when Cheng Wushuang had a life-and-death duel with some martial artists of high dynasties.

At that time, Cheng Wushuang was just a low-level martial cultivator who had just entered the realm of the spirit realm and opened several life and death veins, and with Cheng Wushuang's strength at that time, he couldn't beat him at all.

But now, Feng Lie feels that unless his strength can be increased by five or six times, he may barely be able to tie with Cheng Wushuang.

At the moment, in the sword formation of the combination of thirty-six people, in Feng Lie's opinion, if he faced it alone, he would be injured by a sword in less than ten moves, and he would be defeated if he didn't make a hundred moves.

Feng Ruoling stood beside Feng Lie, his eyes flickered at this time, he looked at the sky stupidly, the constantly flickering black 'color' afterimage, he didn't see Cheng Wushuang for half a month, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, this kind of cultivation speed is really a little speechless.

Feng Ruoling thought that at the beginning, it took her a year to raise from the twenty life and death veins of the realm spirit realm to forty, but Cheng Wushuang only took half a month, even if she had a divine 'medicine', the speed of refining the spiritual qi was too terrifying!

In the void, Cheng Wushuang, who was besieged by the puppets, did not produce a sword from beginning to end, but through his divine sense, he constantly observed the sword moves of these thirty-six people to deduce the changes in this sword move.

These thirty-six people, with Tiangang as the heart of the sword array, through the powerful sword momentum, to condense the sword-shaped holy martial spirits, these holy martial spirits are not ordinary immortal feather realm holy martial spirits, with extremely strong spiritual power and killing consciousness, so that the combat power of these thirty-six people gradually rises.

If you want to break the combined sword formation of these thirty-six people, you must first smash the Holy Martial Spirit and break the sword momentum of the thirty-six people!

Cheng Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he understood the powerful relationship, and immediately on the stone sword, the cold light flashed, and a powerful momentum and sword power erupted.

"Thunder Shadow Sword!"

True martial power surged, the stone sword erupted with a thunderous roar of sword qi, Cheng Wushuang's figure, under the powerful body, was like a remnant wind, and the thirty-six people cast a chaotic and colorful sword qi, and they could only slash his afterimage.

In just an instant, Cheng Wushuang's thunder and lightning sword qi came out from the void and turned into a powerful black 'colored' holy martial spirit, this holy martial spirit, Cheng Wushuang used the Heavenly Demon Clan's demonic mind devouring sword qi and spirit skin metallographic, making the power soar!

Rumble!

In the shocked gaze of countless Tianjiao, Cheng Wushuang shattered the Holy Martial Spirit condensed by these thirty-six people, and the powerful sword momentum disappeared in an instant.

"These puppets, but that's it!"

Cheng Wushuang glanced at Fang Shijian with disdain, sneered, and then the sword technique moved, and the eighth sword of the Fengming Nine Swords was unleashed, instantly transforming into a flame sword qi, and the rolling flame sword power directly shook the thirty-six people back one after another and fell to the ground.

This scene made everyone present change their faces, and it was difficult to hide the shock in their eyes.

Murong Qiong and the others, the expressions on their faces were a little stiff, their lips trembled slightly, they couldn't imagine that Cheng Wushuang's strength had suddenly increased to such a terrifying point!

Seeing that Cheng Wushuang only made two sword moves, he repelled thirty-six people, Fang Shijin's face sank, he didn't expect that Cheng Wushuang had not seen him for more than half a month, and his strength had improved so quickly, and he said in his heart: This kid has obtained the Ancient Martial Mansion, could it be that there are still precious things hidden in the Ancient Martial Mansion?

Immediately thinking of those cannibalistic red 'colored' holy 'medicines', Fang Shijin's eyes flashed, and he guessed that Cheng Wushuang should have refined those holy 'medicines' and forcibly improved his cultivation with the power of the holy 'medicines'.

"Little wretch, I'm going to break you into pieces!"

Fang Shijin was very jealous in his heart, without Cheng Wushuang, the Ancient Martial Mansion was his, today he took the thirty-six puppets of the Earth Demon given by the young master, and said that he would kill this Cheng Wushuang if he said anything.

"Demon Seal, the power of killing!"

Fang Shijin's killing intent filled the sky, and he immediately crushed the spiritual power seal in his hand with his right hand, and a huge spiritual power 'wave' burst out, and with this spiritual power 'wave' appeared, the eyes of the thirty-six sword cultivation puppets immediately turned red, and their momentum became even more violent and terrifying than before.