The people under the South Mountain were suddenly shrouded in a brilliant purple, so purple was like a divine thunder from above the Nine Heavens, shooting towards Cao Batian with a majestic aura.

"Ahh

Cao Batian let out a painful groan, the snow scar sword in his hand had fallen to the ground, and a dragon slaying sword that shone with purple light hung above his head.

A sword intent that was not weaker than the Sword God of the Southern Sky blessed Cao Batian's body, which made the bones of his body crackle.

The ancient heroes who were watching the battle from a distance were also stunned by the situation in front of them, they had never heard of this sword, the fiery red-haired young man stared at the sword hanging on Cao Batian's head and said, "This ...... It's definitely not a product of our period!"

The other Ancient Junjie were also in an uproar after hearing him, and this result was obviously beyond their cognition, and one of the Ancient Junjie suddenly remembered a rumor among the freshmen and said:

"I've heard more than once, it seems that there is a sword god outside the small world now, could it be that this young man is the disciple of the sword god in someone else's mouth?"

These words made the Ancient Junjie team suddenly talk about it as if it had exploded.

"What, there are still gods in the world now!"

"Are they the border people who evolved from the border people, or the gods who survived the ancient period!"

There was a lot of discussion in the ancient camp, and the freshmen were even more noisy, and there were still many people who questioned Cao Batian's identity as a disciple of the Sword God before, but this scene was staged alive in front of them, which made these questioning people shut their mouths one after another.

Lang Qiong looked at the purple dragon slaying sword in mid-air, with a burst of distraction in his eyes, it was a great honor for them to be able to get the guidance of the sword god.

"Ahh

The bones on Cao Batian's body seemed to have been shattered, but at the same time, a very powerful sword intent made him feel a sense of satisfaction.

"Feel it carefully!"

The dragon slaying sword hanging above Cao Batian's head said to Cao Batian.

"Who are you?"

Cao Batian asked a little uncertainly, because he found that this sword was definitely not possessed by an old man named Hanako, it was a genuine artifact.

"Who am I?

As soon as the words of the dragon sword were said, Cao Batian froze, the word ancestor had appeared, and Cao Batian unconsciously thought of the sword god who split the sword in the Warcraft Mountain Range.

"Settle down and carefully comprehend these two completely different sword intents, they will be of great help to your cultivation in the future!"

After listening to the persuasion of the Dragon Slaying Sword, Cao Batian sank down and carefully comprehended and compared the two completely different, but equally domineering sword intents.

"Buzz!"

Throughout the woods, you can hear the moaning sound of the weapon, which is a manifestation of surrender in the face of the sword intent that only exists at the god level.

The god-level sword intent was born, and all the mortal soldiers were left with a manifestation of submission, and the freshmen who were already paralyzed on the ground were more like being pressed on their bodies by no rice bag at this time, and they couldn't even move a finger.

On the other hand, Gu Junjie's side, I don't know what kind of secret method they have, although they are not as unbearable as a freshman, but they also have a snow-white face, obviously they are under a lot of pressure.

"I smell something I hate about you!"

The Southern Sky Sword God composed of blood, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, twisted the endless wind and clouds, and the heavens and the earth in the small world trembled.

Cao Batian's eyes were round, but fortunately, the dragon slaying sword on his head hung down ten thousand sword qi, which allowed Cao Batian, whom the sword blade was referring to, to survive.

"To be honest, when I saw you, I thought you annoyed me a lot!"

The Dragon Slaying Sword chuckled, the pressure brought to him by this sword god was definitely not small, this was the sword intent after condensing the godhead, no matter in which aspect, it was much better than Hua Yunfan, who had just entered the divine realm.

But even so, the Dragon Slaying Sword was still fearless, and a majestic momentum against the sky rushed towards the bloody man in front of him who had been transformed by the sword intent of the Southern Sky Sword Divine Sword.

The forest called everyone present to come out with some ancient Junjie with a strong background, and he could barely open his eyes, and the rest of the people were frightened by the two powerful sword intents, and even more blood was constantly flowing out of the seven orifices.

In the field, two powerful sword intents clashed with each other, and a huge whirlwind was created at the point where the blades in the hands of the two men touched, sweeping through the trees with a palpitating feeling.

"Buzz"

Cao Batian held the Dragon Slaying Sword and the sharp blade in the hand of the Southern Sky Sword God for a while, and the blades flicked off quickly, but the two sword qi blended together, like a purple-red dragon, swept towards the sky.

"Yes...... I can move!"

A freshman suddenly found that his hand, which was originally pressed on the ground by the sword intent, could be moved at this time, and suddenly a carp stood up from the ground, and the rest of the freshmen also got up from the ground one after another.

Although Lang Qiong did not collapse to the ground like them with his own strength in the sword intent battle just now, at this time, there were countless cold sweats left on his forehead, this was just a sword intent of the sword god, and it was really shocking to be able to produce such a scene when they were put together!

"Everyone stay in formation and retreat to the rear!"

Lang Qiong raised his arms and exhaled, and the lineup that was still a little flustered just now suddenly became experienced and orderly, and a neat square-shaped queue began to think about withdrawing from the rear of the woods.

The teams that had rushed over halfway looked very flustered, and they followed behind the Emperor Gang in a group, retreating to the rear of the woods.

"Who...... Who wins!"

The warrior carrying two two-handed giant axes looked intently at the center of the field at this time, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the dusty sky, a yellow light flashed in his eyes, but he was poked by the fiery red-haired mage beside him: "You dare to look at this, don't you want your eyes?"

Only then did the warrior react, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze, how could the sword intent of the sword god level be what he could witness at this level, once he was entangled by the sword intent, it was really a fire.

"Boom!"

A huge tornado swirled in the place where Cao Batian and the Southern Sky Sword God fought each other, and the yellow dust was blown all over the sky by the tornado, mixed with countless dead branches like a sandstorm.

"Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly came from the center of the tornado, and the eardrums of everyone present were almost shattered, and the aftermath of sword intent seemed to be about to pierce their brains.

"Who, who wins!"

The only question left in everyone's minds was who had won!