No one expected that the collision of the second sword, the aftermath impact would be four or five times that of the previous one, these families did not notice for a while, the most traffic-saving and ad-free site on mobile phones.

Burst!

Strong!

The scalps of the more powerful monks in many families were about to explode, and they spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment, looking at the two people who caused the storm, their eyes showing a look of panic and horror.

The collision between kendo and kendo was really unexpected, this was a contest between blood and anger, and it was a contest between the Great Sect and the Imperial Dynasty.

Lan Wudao's powerful family has long been taught, and he is definitely the one who crowns the younger generation of the Holy Snow Emperor Dynasty and stands at the top.

Although he was also one of the five generals, Huangfu Situ felt that he was far from being Lan Wudao's opponent.

"Is this the swordsmanship of the most unfathomable Daoless Sword King in the Yan Wu Pavilion, if it really has the appearance of swallowing the sky and the earth, once it grows up, the future achievement is absolutely terrifying!"

Beads of sweat dripped down the neck of Huangfu Situ, and he had resisted the aftermath of the battle between the two with his own momentum, staring at the scene of the fight in the smoke and dust between the flying sand and stones.

His blood brother stood at the top of the mortal dynasty, but he didn't expect that after embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, he would be able to compete with the top Tianjiao in the Ten Thousand Worlds and break into an invincible reputation.

"Come on, don't lose!"

Huangfu Situ's heart was locked, and even he didn't notice it, and a special rune suddenly turned in his falcon-like eyes, as if something had quietly awakened.

Everything within a radius of 100 zhang crumbled, and the cobweb cracks that spread on all sides stretched far away, and the official road built by the imperial dynasty at great cost presented a huge gap.

Tick tock!

Just when all the hearts were worried and wanted to see the result of the fight, there was the sound of water droplets dripping from the smoke and dust.

"How can there be the sound of water, could it be that the undercurrent in the ground has been broken through, and a dark river has infiltrated up?"

When the smoke and dust cleared, the people in the front saw the battle situation clearly, and their eyes widened one by one, revealing surprise and disbelief.

"Impossible, this... How is this possible!"

"Fake, that's the Daoless Sword King Lan Wudao, one of the two people standing at the pinnacle of the Yanwu Pavilion, known as the ghost talent of the first person in the Ten Great Youths!"

"Arashi Wudao..."

The descendants of the Lan family were eager to rush forward now, but when they saw Lan Wudao's eyes, they stopped one by one.

At this time, at the intersection of Emperor Yunxiao and Lan Wudao, a huge arc-shaped pit was formed by the momentum of the two and the impact of the sword pressure, and from time to time there was a sword wind and thunder staggered.

Compared to Fang Cai's leisurely walk, Lan Wudao's hair was now scattered, and a sword mark across half of his face appeared on his forehead, and the rolled flesh and blood were extremely hideous.

He knelt on his knees, and the sword of the Shouyang Sword was still competing with Emperor Yunxiao's heavy sword, but at this moment, it was already quite difficult.

The sound of ticking was the sound of blood dripping down his cheeks.

Lan Wudao's left eye was soaked in blood and water, slightly half-closed, and his right eye was staring at the figure holding the sword in front of him with some unwillingness, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of loss.

The second sword is only, but its true power is four or five times more than the first sword, and with that powerful bombardment of up to one million catties, it can easily tear a large demon beast in half.

"You're a body refining cultivator, what is that sword called?"

Di Yunxiao took a deep breath, pressed his hands down slightly, felt a violent rebound and struggle, and a trace of real consternation also appeared on his face.

He held the sword in both hands and already represented the real strength, and the strength of a million catties plus the penetration and paralysis of the thunder was really defended by Lan Wudao with a physical sword.

Lan Wudao, this guy, has already transcended the peak of real people and touched the threshold of real people!

"That's right! This hall has already set foot in the sixth heaven of body refining, and the style is called 'Overlord Carrying Ding', and it once used this to kill an ancient demon beast Qiqi.

I take back Fang Cai's words, it does have its own uniqueness, you can resist my Fang Cai's sword without being hit hard, you are qualified to compete with the great real people who have just entered Kaiyang. ”

Hearing this, Lan Wudao smiled bitterly, opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blood directly.

"What kind of monster is this, can be compared to a strong person who has just entered the level of a great real person, is he barely qualified to fight him?"

Lan Wudao's heart burst into flames, and the strength revealed by the clouds had already frightened him, and it was hard to imagine how terrifying his cultivation would be if he broke out with all his might.

Especially when he heard that Emperor Yunxiao's physical body had reached the point of refining the sixth heaven, he suddenly felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet.

"Is the overlord carrying the crown? The spirit of the unparalleled overlord, you are cultivating the way of the overlord, and you have already comprehended the extremely profound sword intent. The third sword, how many points can the power of the second sword skyrocket?"

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly:

"After walking on the Huangquan Road, I don't know how powerful a sword is. However, according to the feel of the shot, the power of the third piece will be about five times stronger than that of the second sword. ”

Hiss!

Lan Wudao's teeth trembled, the pupil of his right eye shrank to a point, and at this moment, the thought of challenging Emperor Yunxiao was directly extinguished, and the monstrous anger in his heart turned into helplessness.

He has already done his best to defend against the second sword, and if the power of the third sword can really increase by five times, he will still take a fart, and when the sword comes down, I am afraid that he will even be cut into two bones.

"I... Throw in the towel!"

Spit out three words with difficulty, Lan Wudao no longer had the will to fight, and after comprehending Emperor Yunxiao's true strength, he knew what kind of pressure the so-called invincible emperor was carrying.

A monster of monsters, a monster of demons.

It was hard for him to imagine how Emperor Yunxiao had been cultivating for decades and was able to stand at the pinnacle of the young people of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms.

"Throw in the towel?

Emperor Yunxiao slowly moved the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword away, and took a deep look at Lan Wudao, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Gone. Return to Qingxia Ancient Sect!"

With a flash of figure, Emperor Yunxiao crossed several miles at a thunderous speed, and disappeared directly from everyone's sight.

The dark guard of the dark temple took Huangfu Situ and left without saying a word, and when he left, he raised his middle finger to a group of imperial capital families who were in shock.

"Wudao, how are you!"

After Emperor Yunxiao and the others left, several descendants of the Lan family ran to Lan Wudao's side like crazy, and after checking his injuries, they slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I can't die. However, Emperor Wu is really outrageously strong. It's really hard to imagine how he managed to cultivate to such a point. ”

Lan Wudao was only hit by sword qi on his head, causing some flesh and skin injuries, which would not be life-threatening.

Compared to the wound on his cheek, his Dao heart was shaken, and he couldn't bear the other party's heavy sword even if he was so proud, how many of those rebellious sword cultivators in the Zhenshi Sword Domain could stop him?