"Whew!"

The sword light danced, and the Boundless Saint slashed horizontally with a sword, stabbing out from the realm attack of Li Xiaoyun and Kolos, who followed closely.

And where he was just now, the dean of the Chosen Swordsman Academy, a well-known and powerful sword saint in ASEAN, had lost all luster in his eyes, like a falling meteor, falling straight to the ground and dying in the sea!

Floating Juggernaut!

Since the siege of the Sith Pope by the Eight Great Powers, the first Sword Saint powerhouse to fall.

"Floating!"

"Dean!"

"This ......"

West Wind Fierce, Lord of the Polar Regions, Snow Without a Trace, Li Xiaoyun, Kolos and the others watched the Floating Sword Saint who fell into the sea and splashed a wave, and they were stunned almost at the same time, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Dead, the Floating Sword Saint is actually ......"

"In the siege of the six of us, with the support of the sword saint of His Royal Highness, the Sith Pope actually killed the Floating Sword Saint alive......"

The heart of the west wind was cold.

At the beginning of the war, all of them were full of confidence, and with their conceited lineup against the Sith Pope, it would definitely not be a problem to delay him, and even if they cooperated tacitly, they might be able to kill the strongest man in the continent in one fell swoop.

But......

Just as the Sith Pope himself said.

The terrifying power of the Sith Pope was like a basin of cold water in the winter, mercilessly pouring on everyone's hearts, extinguishing the heat and fire in their hearts, and making them completely fall into the harsh winter.

"My real target is you, West Wind Fierce, kill you, the Snow Empire has lost the Zhenguo Divine Pillar, and I don't need to make a move. Your Snow Empire will naturally be chaotic internally, and the real royal family of the Snow Empire, who was ousted from the royal throne by you, will definitely take this opportunity to make a comeback and replace you, and your alliance will naturally collapse at that time, but although you survived, the difference is not too big. One person was lost. The formation has been broken, what other way do you have to fight against me! Killing one person is killing, killing eight people is also killing, since you are all obsessed, I will leave you all here!"

The Sith Pope finished. The six major realms were operating at the same time, and the Yuan Qi within a radius of 100 meters centered on him, forming a huge whirlpool. A large amount of energy was devoured by him, replenishing his own consumption, in the blink of an eye. He seems to have returned to the best of his form.

"He is suppressing the churning qi and blood in his body, he has been injured by my blow just now, we must take advantage of the victory to pursue, we must not let him recover. Otherwise, we really don't have any hope and shoot them all!"

The Polar Lord's eyes flashed, and he let out a loud shout in his mouth, and once again rushed towards the Sith Pope.

Xi Feng Lie and others followed closely.

"Mu Tianshuang, even if you don't intervene in this battle, the Sith Pope will definitely not let you go, the main purpose of his coming here is to capture you and force the mystery of the sword intent, if we are all defeated, you will not be able to stand alone, and you will not make a move!"

When Li Xiaoyun rushed towards the Sith Pope, his eyes swept at Mu Tianshuang.

Now, the hope of defeating the Sith Pope is equivalent to all on Mu Tianshuang.

"What the Sith Pope said just now is not wrong, I just got a glimpse of the sword intent of the doorway, and it is okay to kill the Holy Lord of Tianshui Palace, but there is no way to deal with the last strong man who is only one foot away from the sword intent realm. ”

After Mu Tianshuang finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Ting, and said indifferently: "Wang Ting, this is not our battle, the gap is too big, maybe twenty or thirty years later, you can challenge the Sith Pope, replace him, and become the strongest person in the continent, but now, against him, you have only a dead end." ”

Wang Ting glanced at Mu Tianshuang, and he knew in his heart that what Mu Tianshuang said was not false.

With the help of the bone sword, she can temporarily possess the power of a ninth-order spiritual powerhouse, and perform an attack similar to sword intent, but with this level of attack, it is still possible to kill a seventh-order spiritual powerhouse, and she can't do anything about the Sith Pope who has reached the peak of the eighth-order spiritual scale.

Unless......

Her spiritual scale can be as powerful as a spiritual master!

"The strongest man in the mainland!"

Wang Ting read this word in his mouth.

The first in the continent, now it is his obsession in a short period of time, if he can kill the strongest man in the continent, he will definitely break the shackles on his soul, and the spiritual scale that has been stuck at the peak of the middle of the eighth order will definitely break through again, and it is not an ordinary breakthrough, it is a breakthrough similar to soul sublimation, and when the time comes, his spiritual scale will not only reach the late stage of the eighth order, even if he is promoted to the peak of the eighth order, it is very likely.

But now......

Wang Ting's eyes were closed, and the distracting thoughts in his mind receded one after another.

"Now, it has not yet reached the most dangerous moment, the strength of the Sith Pope, for me, is a huge pressure, and it is also a huge driving force, the four major realms of earth, water, fire and wind have been completed, and next, it is the fusion of the four realms of thunder, purgatory, shattered void, and frost!"

As soon as he thought of this, a fine light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the royal court, and the next moment, his figure had once again rushed out from the patrol battleship, and the four realms of frost, thunder, purgatory, and shattered void were mixed in the realm of earth, water, fire, and wind, and fiercely slashed towards the Sith Pope.

"A rabble!"

The murderous intent rose in Puluo's eyes, since he killed the Floating Sword Saint surrounded by the six great sword saints, his own spiritual momentum had changed again, and the sword momentum was already more powerful than before.

The first to bear the brunt of the West Wind Fierce, the first to be blasted away by the power contained in the sword momentum, and then the sword momentum came, the power of the other Sword Saint powerhouses could not resist at all, and no one was the enemy of the continent's number one powerhouse.

"Bang!"

There was no surprise that the royal court intervened in the battlefield, and the domain power contained in the swordsmanship was also blasted away by the sword momentum inspired by the Sith Pope.

"Huh?"

After dispersing the power contained in the blade of the royal court's sword, the Sith Pope immediately sensed something, and his face changed slightly: "Eight major realms, you have cultivated the eight major realms, and in addition to earth, water, fire, and wind, several other major realms have also cultivated to the peak level, only the final fusion stage is missing? Do you want to cultivate to the Great Perfection realm of the realm?"

There was no response from the royal court. Although his combat power could only be similar to that of the Sword Saint, the trace of sword intent contained in the Sith Pope's sword momentum could not have any effect on him, so his resistance to the Sith Pope's attack was not inferior to that of the Sith Pope, the second strongest man in the continent.

"Bang!bang!bang!"

Frost, Purgatory, Thunder, Shattered Void!

The power of the four realms constantly flickered on the blade of the royal court, violently colliding with the realm of the Sith Pope.

Under his conscious guidance, the Sith Pope, the strongest man in the continent, was like a casting master who had cultivated the casting technique to perfection, and he was constantly tempered in many fields of the royal court. Under this thrashing refining. The four major fields are like a piece of iron ore that originally had inferior quality, which has been constantly polished and tempered, and some impurities and stale things have been beaten out, and the rest is only the essence of the essence.

"Ridiculous. Actually use my swordsmanship to hone the realm, Wang Ting, you really think that I can't bear to kill you!"

The Sith Pope's spiritual scale has reached the peak of the eighth order. In just an instant, he had already understood Wang Ting's intentions, accompanied by a long roar. The edge of his swordsmanship that was originally locked on Xifeng Lie's body suddenly turned around, and he went straight to Wang Ting's assassination, and for a while, an unimaginably powerful sword momentum shrouded Wang Ting's heart. In an instant, he was like a mortal, suddenly facing the power of heaven and earth like black clouds and storms, and in front of this power of heaven and earth, his so-called supreme legendary swordsman's cultivation was so small.

"This is the sword momentum formed by the combination of the six realms of the Sith Pope?"

The royal court's pupils constricted, his heart condensed, and he had never really faced the Sith Pope alone, and he would never be able to understand how powerful this force was.

"Fall!"

The sword momentum is locked, the Sith Pope's swordsmanship has not stopped, and the divine sword, carrying the brilliance of judging all things, is about to kill this talented swordsman who has been the most outstanding since the establishment of ASEAN.

However, just when his sword was aimed at the royal court and slashed out, a strong crisis suddenly rose from his heart, although this crisis is difficult to kill in ordinary times, but if he dares to completely ignore it, once the crisis comes, with the next attack of Xi Feng Lie and others, there is a chance that he will fall here.

"Mu Dumping!"

There was no need to turn around, the Sith Pope already understood who had brought him this crisis.

The sword momentum turned rapidly, and the sword that the Sith Pope slashed to the royal court was instantly split into two, directly colliding with Mu Tianshuang, who suddenly drew his sword and intervened in the battlefield, and the sword momentum exploded, shaking Mu Tianshuang and Wang Ting away at the same time, and then he stabbed out three swords in one go, Kolos, Xue Wuji, and Li Xiaoyun were shocked back and flew out at the same time, and Kolos, who was the weakest in cultivation, was even more shocked and spit blood.

"Mu Tianshuang, you actually shot at me, it really disappointed me!"

"I don't need anyone to hope for me, I said, if you kill the royal court, I will shoot at you!"

The cold light in Mu Tianshuang's eyes was cold, and a force that seemed to lock the soul was locked in the spiritual world of the Sith Pope between the direct fingers of her sword, this level of locking, naturally, could not pose a huge threat to the Sith Pope in ordinary times, but now that he was surrounded by several great sword saints, he couldn't help but be unguarded.

"According to what you say, only the royal court is allowed to attack me, and I am not allowed to kill him with a sword?"

Mu Tianshuang was silent.

Robber logic?

But isn't this logic also running through the Sith Pope's philosophy of life?

"Good!"

The Sith Pope looked at Mu Tianshuang's eyes, and for the first time, a cold killing intent appeared, but his swordsmanship, after once again shaking back the royal court, was sharp, and once again pointed straight at the west wind.

The diversion of the attack was not his intention to give up.

Mu Tianshuang and Wang Ting shot together, and they were not the opponents of the Sith Pope, but there were several great sword saints eyeing each other, but the situation was very different, if you wanted to reverse the invisible threat of Mu Tianshuang, the most effective way was to strike first and kill Xifeng Lie and other sword saints in one fell swoop!