Everyone covered their ears and stared blankly at the place where the tornado was most intense in the woods, and a tall figure slowly walked out of it.

"Who is it, who is it that wins!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the figure, and the man walked out of the dust, a sword shining with purple light.

"It's Cao Batian, it's a disciple of the Sword God!"

A freshman's sharp eyes were the first to recognize that the young man who came out of the tornado was really Cao Batian, the rumored disciple of the Sword God.

"Sword God disciple?"

The fiery red-haired boy muttered as his eyes shone with doubt.

"Could it be that there really is a sword god in the outside world?"

The warrior carrying two two-handed giant axes also looked suspiciously at the back of the tornado.

"Isn't the immortal aura of the outside world withered?

Another ancient Junjie also interjected at this time.

The camp of the ancient Junjie was silent for a while, and there was a earth-shaking change in the view of the current world, a person who could still cultivate into the god realm against the sky in the era of the withering of ten thousand laws, this is really a demon-like existence, if he is given a complete god realm, God knows if he will become a main god-like existence.

Countless sword qi hung down from Cao Batian's head, the battle just now made his blood boil, and the powerful sword intent made him feel like a sword god who stood proudly in the world for a moment.

"This ...... Is this the power of the Sword God?"

Cao Batian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared blankly at the dragon slaying sword shining with purple light in his hand, the scene of him splitting the Nankong Sword God into two with one sword just now was still vivid.

The sword intent condensed by a sword god in ancient times in his life was defeated like this, and the words shouted by the Southern Sky Sword God, which was condensed by blood, seemed to echo in his ears when he was defeated: "You...... You're that guy's guy!"

"That guy!"

Cao Batian looked at the dragon slaying sword in his hand suspiciously, and suddenly became curious about the elusive sword god, what kind of story did he have, and he was able to complete the end of the withering world and complete his path to godhood.

"Little one, I don't have much power left in my body, it's up to you next!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword said to Cao Batian a little weakly, Hua Yunfan's sword intent stored in his body had not been consumed much at this time, and he could not continue to assist Cao Batian in the battle, and he had to rush back to Hua Yunfan's body.

"Okay, thank you, for me...... Say hello!"

As soon as Cao Batian's words were revealed, the dragon slaying sword in his hand turned into a purple streamer and disappeared into the sky, and the new students and the ancient Junjie looked at the direction in which the streamer flew away, and their eyes also flashed with doubt.

Especially the ancient heroes who have been sealed in this small world for thousands of years, they have a trace of doubt about the direction in which this purple streamer flies.

"Why does this sword light seem to be flying in the direction of the Holy Mountain?"

An ancient Junjie looked at the direction where the sword light flew and said suspiciously, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and continued: "Is it related to the God of Dreams?"

As soon as these words came out, the camp of the ancient Junjie began to discuss again, the small world of the god of dreams has been in place for thousands of years, is the bell ringing by the saint a sign of the god of dreams seeking the truth?

The fiery red-haired man, looking at the direction of the holy mountain, a faint green light flashed in his eyes, and the birth of the sword god at the moment had changed the course of the entire world a little.

"Sword God, Sword God!"

I don't know who started in the freshman camp, they began to shout neatly, and the young but infectious words made Cao Batian's heart ripple slightly.

Unconsciously remembered the day I met Hua Chenxi, and couldn't help but read in my mouth: "The last time Izumo Peak was a grass house!"

That magical Izumo Peak, the gang called the Chuyun Sect, gradually became clear in his mind: "Whether you recognize me as a disciple or not, I will definitely carry forward the lintel of the Chuyun Sect!"

Cao Batian clenched his fists, and as the Dragon Slaying Sword left, the tiredness covered by the sword qi suddenly came to his head, and it suddenly seemed that the entire small world began to spin.

"Sword God Disciple!"

"Cao Batian!"

Cao Batian's ears kept echoing the shouts of others, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he couldn't suppress his sleepiness anymore, and his upper and lower eyelids closed and fell asleep on the ground.

"Up!"

The fiery red-haired boy turned into a fiery red light and rushed forward, but a purple void energy flashed in front of him, and the Void Fighter and Bryant appeared in front of him at the same time.

"Yo, I didn't like you earlier, but now we finally have a chance to fight!"

With a hint of sneer on Bryant's face, he and the Void Fighter held one of the fists of the fiery red-haired teenager, and the dark purple void energy flowed to restrain the fiery red-haired teenager for a moment.

"Look for death!"

The fiery red-haired young man let out an angry roar, and the new student dared to attack him all these years, and at this time, the wings behind him flapped hard, and suddenly the fire flew in the sky.

"Hurry back!"

The Void Fighter shouted at Bryant beside him, and the void energy on the two of them flashed, and the figure also disappeared strangely in front of the fiery red-haired young man.

"You're killing yourselves!"

The warrior with two two-handed giant axes in his back jumped directly from the ground with golden wings behind him, and just as his two axes were brewing a powerful light, a white light flashed behind him, and a white dragon appeared behind him, and a white breath sprayed towards him.

"Why are there dragons!"

The warrior roared in surprise, the dragon clan was one of the most powerful races even in ancient times, and at this time, the dragon's breath sprayed him, and he had to compete with the edge.

"Destroy the world!"

The warrior flapped his wings behind his back, and the two giant axes in his hands were swung by him like fans, and a flash of axe light like the sun slashed towards the dragon behind him.

However, at this moment, a coquettish cry came from the ground, and a white light flashed on Oreo's hand, and a dazzling white light shot out from a milky mirror.

"Soul Purification!"

Oreo let out a loud shout and directly used a relatively rare soul attack technique, which made the warrior in the state of the spirit body suffer a dark loss, and his body burned as if he had been poured gasoline. [.]