After Zhang Yang agreed with Ling Su'er, he no longer resented Ling Su'er following him, so he walked with Ling Su'er all the way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Passing through the dense forest, it was a small open field, and there were some people standing on the open ground, but these people were in a strange state, all of them were exposed and sweating profusely, as if they were trying their best to resist something!

There was a cliff in front of the open field, and the cliff was not very high, only about a thousand zhang, which was far worse than the ten thousand zhang high mountain that Zhang Yang had seen in the beast domain.

But as soon as Zhang Yang and the others came out of the dense forest, when they faced this cliff, they were greeted with a sense of heaviness, like the precipitation of countless histories, and people were breathless.

In the face of this sense of heaviness, Zhang Yang was better, the golden light flashed on his body, and he easily stood in place without moving, but Ling Su'er resisted with difficulty, her body bowed slightly, and she was sweating.

Suddenly, the breath of the cliff changed again, the sense of heaviness disappeared, and the fierce aura of the Dao Dao rose to the sky, like sharp sword elements rising up to the sky, cutting the void, cutting the mountains and blocking the water.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out, grabbed Ling Su'er's wrist, and dragged Ling Su'er behind him with a hard tug.

Looking at Zhang Yang's straight back, Ling Su'er's face flushed slightly, and she muttered in a low voice.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yang didn't respond, because he was trying his best to deal with the oncoming sharp aura at this time, and he didn't have the heart to talk to Ling Su'er behind him at all.

The sharp breath is like the tide, wave after wave. In Zhang Yang's eyes, there were countless swords stabbing towards him in front of him, each sword could easily kill himself, but every time a sword touched him, he disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

But this feeling of watching countless sharp blades flying towards you and not being able to do anything is really uncomfortable. Passive beating, Zhang Yang has already learned once from Long Qingyun, but now, Zhang Yang will never be!

There was a roar in his heart, and his spiritual power also poured out like a tide, turning into a small sword beside Zhang Yang.

"He!" The spiritual power small sword flew up and down around Zhang Yang, and then Zhang Yang's mind moved, and countless small swords all gathered together, turning into a giant sword about a hundred zhang long, suspended in the air above Zhang Yang's head.

"Slash!" Zhang Yang roared in his heart, his fists clenched suddenly, and the giant sword suspended above his head was slashed off head.

"Whoa......" Zhang Yang's giant sword was like slashing on the waves, and only the sound of "whoosh" that Zhang Yang could hear came, which was a silent sound.

The giant wave was successfully volleyed by Zhang Yang, split in two, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Ling Su'er, who was standing behind Zhang Yang, suddenly felt that a sharp aura also appeared on Zhang Yang's body just now, although this sharp aura could never be compared with the breath from the cliff, but this aura was like the man in front of him, tall, strong, and would rather bend than bend! With the appearance of this aura on Zhang Yang's body, the sharp aura from the cliff in front of him disappeared.

Ling Su'er's eyes were full of brilliance, she was more and more sure that Zhang Yang was not an ordinary person, and at the same time, she was glad that she had firmly chosen to follow Zhang Yang.

"This time, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch......" Ling Su'er couldn't help but look forward to Zhang Yang in her heart.

Just after Zhang Yang slashed the sharp aura released from the cliff with a sword, the powerful aura did not disappear, Zhang Yang could feel it!

Zhang Yang suddenly regretted a little, if this is really the place where the "Forbidden Technique" was born, it must be the place where Chaotianque was born, and the breath just now is the supreme breath.

And he cut off the supreme breath with a sword, didn't he pull out the teeth in the tiger's mouth, can the tiger let himself get his wish?

As if to verify what Zhang Yang was thinking, in Zhang Yang's spiritual power perception, a more magnificent sharp aura suddenly struck. In the face of this breath, Zhang Yang's face also completely changed.

If the breath released by the cliff just now was the tide of the sea, then now this breath is the cosmic tide, devouring, destroying, and destroying everything that stands in his way.

A little flamboyance is nothing in front of him!

If the breath released by the cliff just now was still silent, then now there is really a sound coming out. With the arrival of the breath, Zhang Yang's ears heard a soul-shaking sound, as if countless swords were trembling at the same time, countless swords were glowing, and countless swords were performing killing moves.

This is the sound of killing! This is the voice of the king! This is the voice of the supreme! In the face of this breath, Zhang Yang's face turned white and white, and his spiritual power had been completely frozen in his body, and it was extremely difficult to even release it, let alone fight against the breath in front of him.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes involuntarily, he was already imagining the clean scene of being devoured.

The supreme aura coerced in, as if the dark clouds covered the sun, and the world was darkened.

At this time, there were already many martial cultivators scattered in the open space, everyone was shrouded in this aura, some tried their best to resist, and the vitality on their bodies was bright and uncertain, and some people couldn't resist and had already surrendered to this aura. These people seem to have a sword born out of thin air in their hearts, but they don't know if the sword is trembling or the hearts of the people are trembling!

"No!" Zhang Yang, who closed his eyes, shouted, and suddenly opened his eyes, "What about the Supreme, the Supreme can't make me submit! There is always one person, I Zhang Yang also wants to achieve the Supreme, and trample you under your feet!"

"Yike...... Ah......" Zhang Yang looked up to the sky and roared, and the golden light on his body rose to the sky, dazzling to the extreme. The spiritual power compressed in the body forcibly roared out, turning into a five-clawed divine dragon on the top of Zhang Yang's head, and opening his mouth to the cliff was a huge roar!

The sound of the "roaring ......" dragon chant shook the sky completely, spreading throughout the entire Sword Palace!

Feeling the provocation of the dragon above Zhang Yang's head, the sharp aura released from the cliff seemed to have suddenly found its target, and all the aura pressed towards Zhang Yang.

This time, it was like the entire universe was pressed on Zhang Yang's body, and the sharp sword qi in his breath turned into meteors and hit Zhang Yang's body.

"Even if it's the whole universe, I'm going to break it with a sword!" Zhang Yang's palm flipped, and the long sword was in his hand.

"Get up!" Zhang Yang also had a cosmic aura rising into the sky, that was the potential, the general trend, the general trend of heaven and earth.

Evolve the general trend of heaven and earth with a sword!

Swing your sword!

A sword out! Target, cliff!

One is the supreme breath, the other is to evolve with an unyielding heart, starting from the general trend of the world of the sword! The two are about to collide! No one knows what will happen, whether the supreme will surrender to the general trend of the sword, or the supreme is invincible!

Zhang Yang slashed with his sword, he wanted to use his sword to transform his own sky and break through the Supreme!

The long sword slashed forward, unstoppable, and there was a feeling that the sword was going down, and there was no cliff!

Suddenly, an illusory figure appeared under the flamboyant sword, with gray hair and a smile. The figure grabbed Zhang Yang's sword as if it were grabbing something else at random!

"Little guy, do you want to destroy my Sword Palace?"