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There was a wave of confusion on everyone's faces, as if they had just had a dream, very real, as if they had slept well in a dream, and they didn't feel the passage of time at all.

In the depths of the Sword Mountain, in the cabinet, there were two pairs of eyes looking in the direction of the Heavenly Sword.

"I came out and stayed for a month, but I only stayed for half a month. The Mountain Master of Sword Mountain sighed for a while, he had been selected before and entered the sword world of the Tongtian Sword, where he had a great opportunity.

And it seems that all the Sword Mountain Mountain Masters have had similar experiences, and all of them have entered the sword world of the Heavenly Sword, and after they came out, their own strength has been rapidly improved.

Although there is a personal factor in this, this is more of a supernatural world in the Heavenly Sword, full of countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and the aura there seems to be full of demonic nature, as long as you absorb some, the speed of cultivation can be accelerated, and even the mind will be much clearer than before.

Many people in Jianshan believe that the Tongtian Sword is the guardian of Jianshan, but in fact, they are not clear that they are the guardian of Jianshan, guarding this sword that has existed for an unknown number of years.

Inside the black hole behind Sword Mountain.

A roar rang out, echoing through the dark black hole.

"Ahhh

Nanmen Wentian looked crazy, his face was full of struggle, he really couldn't figure out who in the Chaos Realm had escaped with him.

At the beginning, he escaped from the Nether Realm, just to find his son, and then secretly looked for a passage, and finally managed to escape, but his strength had already lost some, otherwise how could he be trapped by the people of Sword Mountain.

In his eyes, only the Sword Mountain Lord could enter his eyes, and the cultivation of the Sword Mountain Lord was only a saint.

With such strength, in the Chaos Realm, he exists like an ant, but after he descends to the Chaos Realm, his strength is oppressed by the Heavenly Dao, otherwise if he uses his peak combat power in the Chaos Realm, this Divine World will be shattered.

And his current strength is something that only a saint can threaten him.

The other people in Sword Mountain, at most, are half-step Dao Saints, and they are still a little short of the peak realm, if there are more saints, he really doesn't dare to come.

A half-step Taoist saint is only equivalent to half a foot stepping into the realm of a Taoist saint, and can exist forever with heaven and earth. There are also strong and weak saints, one step for saints and two steps for saints......

The Sage Nine Steps is the strongest martial artist in the Sage Realm, and once he breaks through the Sage Nine Steps, he will not be able to exist in the Nether.

Nanmen Wentian can exist in the Netherworld, if he hadn't spent a lot of money to shield himself from the Heavenly Machine, otherwise once he was discovered by the Heavenly Dao, he would inevitably be punished.

It's just that this person who has the aura of the Chaos Realm, Nanmen Wentian doesn't know whose it is at all.

On the square, many Jianshan disciples kept cheering, their cheers, like a wave, continued to echo, even if it was just the Jianshan disciples watching in the square, the blood in their hearts had already ignited, and they wanted to rush into the ring and fight together.

Above the ring.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Ling Zhi's eyes, but it was well hidden.

He looked at the reactions around him, these people seemed to have no memory, and when he entered the inner world of the Heavenly Sword before, no one even noticed it.

It's amazing that time and space stand still.

Airplanes!......

A faint spatial fluctuation came out from Shangguan Qingyun's body, and the sword type of his Holy Sword Dao body also moved slightly at this moment, as if the two of them echoed each other from afar, and across the distance, there was a reaction.

The Holy Sword Dao body sword species, the aura on his body slowly condensed, and became stronger little by little.

Ling Zhi's heart sank, feeling the strength of the Holy Sword Dao Body, although he was still sure that he would win, and he was not as embarrassed as before, but as the aura of the Holy Sword Dao Body slowly increased, the strength of the Holy Sword Dao Body continued to grow as if there was no end.

No, I can't let him continue to get stronger.

Ling Zhi secretly made a decision in his heart, and then blasted out with both fists.

His hands are his weapons, and above his hands, the power is stacked layer by layer, layer by layer, and slowly Ling Zhi's power that can be stacked has reached ten layers.

These ten layers of power were superimposed together, and the quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and then slowly condensed, and the power in it was originally only superimposed by the original ten layers of power, but after this qualitative change, it had a greater strength, reaching twenty-three times.

A pair of fists, as if covered with a layer of white light, the power in them can be faintly seen with the naked eye, and even the space is slightly distorted.

Twenty-three times the strength is not strong, but if it hits a person's body, it is enough to hurt people.

Shangguan Qingyun's face changed, his body trembled suddenly, his Holy Sword Dao Body Sword Species also stopped at this moment, his strength did not continue to grow, and he threw it towards Ling Zhi's fist with a sword move.

Rumble!......

The sword light against the two fists seemed to be a loss for the fists, but the scene in front of them made everyone's expressions surprised.

I just saw Ling Zhi's fist touch the sword light of the Holy Sword Dao body, and immediately, the sword light was like glass, shattering piece by piece.

This sword couldn't resist Ling Zhi's punch.

On the square, many Sword Mountain disciples were dumbfounded, looking at Ling Zhi's proud figure at the moment, there was a trace of unspeakable words in their hearts, what they had thought in their hearts before, Ling Zhi was just a sword type refined by Xiao Lei's predecessors, and his own potential was amazing.

The sword species in their eyes has passed all the way, constantly challenging the bottom line in their hearts. The ninth-ranked inner disciple couldn't stop him, and the sixth-ranked sword class was also defeated by his fist.

His fists, as if they had magical power, burst out with enough power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and nothing seemed to be able to stop him from moving forward.

Now, Shangguan Qingyun, who ranked first, his sword type Holy Sword Dao body, was unexpectedly shattered by the sword light shot out by a punch.

This illusory scene, but it is so real, real in front of them. They don't want to believe it, but the facts are already in front of them, so how can they not believe it?

Ling Zhi threw a punch again, this punch seemed more simple, but the power fluctuations that came out of it were more obvious.

This punch is even more powerful.

The power of the superposition is not just twenty-three times, but thirty times.