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Whoa!

The white light flew out one after another!

Although the speed of these white rays was extremely fast, for the four Martial Saint powerhouses present, such a speed was nothing at all. These four people were all super strong people at that time, and their eyesight was super strong, so they could naturally clearly see that these white lights flying out of the cracks in the ground were small swords.

In an instant, seven or eight hundred such small swords had already flown out!

"Sure enough, it's the Dao Emperor's three thousand swords!"

Shout!

A figure flashed quickly, and it had already grabbed thirty-four of the seven or eight hundred small swords that flew out.

It's Yang Qian!

The big hand spread out, in Yang Qian's hand, thirty or forty small swords were stacked together, all two feet long, the sword body was extremely thin, and it was a small sword without a hilt......

"These three thousand Dao Emperor Sword, ten thousand years ago, was one of the Dao Emperor's great secret treasure divine swords!"

"It's a pity that in order to suppress this divine dragon, the three thousand Dao Emperor Swords were also shocked to the bottom of Yanshan, and later the Dao Emperor and the Human Emperor competed for the world, and it ended miserably...... If there are three thousand Dao Emperor swords, the Dao Emperor may not be defeated......"

A deep voice came out of Yang Qian's mouth.

Next to him, the other three powerhouses also moved in shape, grabbing some three thousand Emperor Sword swords!

"Ten thousand years ago, it was a peerless treasure!"

"Now, this imperial sword has been inserted into the divine dragon for 10,000 years, absorbing countless divine dragon essence blood, I am afraid that it will advance again. Even the sword has a spiritual ...... Unexpectedly, this divine dragon was born and immediately gave us such a big gift!"

In the hands of the Dapeng Golden-Winged King, he also held more than twenty small swords, and looking at these small swords, the Dapeng Golden-Winged King's eyes lit up a little.

Buzz!

Every little sword wants to fly out, which is already a manifestation of spirituality.

Among the three thousand Dao Emperor Swords, there is already a sword spirit!

If a complete Dao Emperor Sword is formed, the sword spirit in it, I'm afraid its wisdom, is not inferior to that of ordinary human powerhouses!

Even if it is divided into three thousand small swords.

The value of each one is far more than that of ordinary divine weapons such as the Tiangang Sword and the Earth Demon Sword of the True Martial Sect!

"Close!"

There was almost no hesitation, and the four powerhouses were all lightning to collect these small swords flying out of the ground.

Among them, the Dapeng Golden Winged King and Yang Qian were the fastest, and they could catch twenty or thirty small swords almost with a sweep of their bodies, but in a moment, they already had seven or eight hundred small swords in their hands. These small swords are extremely thin, thinner than paper, and the width is only a tenth of an inch, and the seven or eight hundred small swords are put together, which is less than half the width of an ordinary long sword.

After receiving these seven or eight hundred small swords, Yang Qian's right hand moved, and a ring on his middle finger flashed, and these seven or eight hundred small swords had already disappeared in Yang Qian's hand.

"Sumeru Ring?" Seeing this scene, the Dapeng Golden-Winged King in mid-air saw this scene, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Above Yang Qian's right hand, there was obviously a ring with storage space.

Storage magic weapons are indeed more precious for ordinary martial artists, and I am a strong martial saint level, so it is relatively easy to get such a storage magic weapon.

After all, even Yang Shuo could get a ten-square robe by chance, and there was a huge space in it with a radius of hundreds of miles!

Ordinary martial saints don't need such a large space, even if it is one ten-thousandth of the space of the ten square robes, it is enough.

Shout!

The seven or eight hundred small swords in the hands of the Dapeng Golden Winged King also flashed and disappeared suddenly.

Apparently, he also has storage tools.

At this moment, King Huoluo also had three or four hundred small swords in his hand.

And the strongest man in the Northern Regions, Pilovich, actually got four or five hundred small swords. His spear swept a large area, and all the three thousand imperial swords that were swept by him fell to the ground one after another, and it was almost impossible to fly again.

"Haha......" got so many three thousand imperial swords, Pilovich was inexplicably excited.

He grew up in the Northern Ice Field, the land in that place is barren, there is no natural treasure at all, he is the poorest one among the four top masters, and now he has obtained about one-sixth of the three thousand Dao Emperor Sword, which is also an extremely powerful magic weapon, so he is naturally more excited.

Rumble!

But at this time, in front of him, Yang Qian's figure suddenly moved.

In an instant, he actually arrived in front of Pilovich, and with a big hand, Yang Qian actually grabbed the five hundred emperor sword in Pilovich's hand!

"Yang Qian, you don't have to be embarrassed, snatch ...... with me"

Pilovich's face changed greatly, the gun in his hand moved quickly, and swept towards Yang Qian, at the same time, he stepped on the back of the Northern Regions Ice Dragon with both feet, boomed twice, and suddenly withdrew from a distance of more than ten zhang, wanting to distance himself from Yang Qian.

It's a pity that his speed is fast, and Yang Qian's speed is not slow, like lightning, Yang Qian came to Pilovich again, grabbed the five hundred small swords with one hand, and with the other hand, he made a bang, and punched Pilovich in the face. Boom and thunder, rolling beast roar, the fifth tiger and leopard thunder suddenly launched, and the strong momentum, like a monstrous wave, slapped straight on Pelovich's face! "Not good!"

At this moment, Pelovich still cared about those small swords, and quickly threw the small swords, blocking them in front of him with both hands.

Rumble!

With a bang, Pilovich's body flew straight upside down seventy or eighty feet, and slammed into the cliff behind him

My arms clicked, and I don't know if my arm was broken or the white heavy armor on my body was cracked!

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Pilovich's face was blue and white.

On the back of the Northern Regions Ice Dragon, Yang Qian grabbed it with one hand, and all the five hundred Dao Emperor small swords were in Yang Qian's hands and were included in the Sumeru ring. In this Sumeru ring, there are almost 1,300 small swords, almost half of the 3,000 Dao Emperor Swords.

Roar!

Pilovich's mount, the Northern Regions Ice Dragon, saw that its master was smashed by Yang Qian, and couldn't help but roar angrily and threw his body away, wanting to throw Yang Qian down.

The huge tail moved, and with a bang, it hit Yang Qian on the back.

"Look for death!"

With a low snort, Yang Qian quickly pressed on the back of the Northern Regions Ice Dragon with one hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions one after another, from the joints of the body of this northern region ice dragon, came quickly!

Under Yang Qian's palm, the bones of the Northern Regions Ice Dragon seemed to be directly scattered, and its body swooped directly on the ground, blood oozed from its mouth and nose......

One punch to Fei Pilovic and one palm to subdue the Northern Ice Dragon!

Yang Qian showed a peerless might!

The Dapeng Golden-winged King in mid-air, with a sharp eye; And the Fire Luo King was even more neat, controlling the Holy Fire Throne under the seat, retreating two or three hundred zhang like lightning, and distanced himself from Yang Qian.

"Under the Quadruple Thunder Sound Martial Saint, if you don't have a peerless magic weapon or super talent, I'm afraid you won't be able to compete with Yang Qian at all......" The Great Peng Golden-Winged King stared at Yang Qian with his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

Just now, a crack appeared in the ground, and three thousand imperial swords flew out, and in this valley, there were only more than two thousand swords, all of which were taken away by the four martial saints.

In addition, there are some three thousand Emperor Swords, but they are shot from somewhere else!

The cracks caused by the ground shaking just now spread for several miles, and it was normal for some three thousand Emperor Swords to escape outside this canyon.

Beyond this canyon.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, a figure pierced the void and appeared in mid-air.

"This Yanshan is in the central canyon, and it is blocked by the coercion of the atmosphere?"

On the surface, this person looked to be almost in his twenties, with a sturdy body and a slightly torn armor, it was Yang Shuo.

From the Northern Ice Field, Yang Shuo wanted to cut through the void and reach Yanshan directly.

It's a pity that after cutting through the void, Yang Shuo discovered that the center of Yanshan was shrouded in an extremely strong momentum, and the void was almost solidified, and it couldn't be torn apart at all!

Simply, Yang Shuo and Yang Di flew directly and rushed towards Yanshan.

The Northern Ice Sheet and Yanshan are almost next to each other, and even if you fly, you can come quickly.

Of course, Yang Shuo and Yang Di didn't dare to fly too fast, after all, there was also the strongest man of the Northern Regions barbarian clan in front of him, riding the Northern Regions Ice Dragon to hurry. This person was scared away by Yang Shuo's appearance, if Yang Shuo caught up and met him again, it was hard to guarantee that he would not find any clues.

At that time, Yang Shuo was more than lucky.

Under the deliberate suppression of speed, Yang Shuo and Yang Di almost followed Pilovich closely, and reached this Yanshan with his front and back feet!

Just now, the ground of Yanshan shook.

Yang Shuo immediately knew that there must be something big going on in the center of Yanshan, and it was likely that the divine dragon was about to be born.

So, Yang Shuo didn't care too much, and directly cut through the void and went outside this canyon. The void in this place has not yet solidified, and there must be no super strong people here.

Thundered!

As soon as he arrived here, Yang Shuo immediately saw that a large gap had cracked on the ground in front of him!

Click!

There was a high mountain in front of him, almost split in half from the middle!

In the midst of the roar, the dust was all over the sky, and even if he was in mid-air, Yang Shuo could already feel the violent shaking of the ground.

Whoa!

The next moment, in the crack in front of him, dozens or hundreds of white lights burst out quickly.

"Huh, what's that?"

Yang Shuo looked puzzled.

"Close!"

The void here did not solidify, Yang Shuo directly cut open the space of the ten directions robe, and those white lights were like headless flies, and with a few sighs, they all burrowed into the space of the ten directions robe!

"Look what it is!"

Yang Shuo's body also moved, and he drilled into the space of the ten square robes.

When it comes to the ten-square robe space, this is Yang Shuo's home field, even if the martial saint powerhouse arrives, as long as it can't explode the ten-square robe space, I'm afraid it will have to be slaughtered by Yang Shuo.

With a single move, Yang Shuo grabbed these bright lights flying everywhere in his hands like lightning.

"Huh? It looks like a bunch of small swords, about eighty or ninety. On this small sword, how can there be handwriting on it?Dao Emperor Sword?" Glancing at the small sword in his hand, Yang Shuo couldn't help but be slightly stunned. (To be continued)

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