"Boom!"

When the thoughts in Wang Ting's mind changed to this moment, the entire spiritual world boiled violently, as if an unprecedented explosion had occurred.

"Who dares to stop me!"

While the spiritual world was boiling, Wang Ting's mouth suddenly let out a long roar that soared into the sky.

"Who can stop me!"

Howling to break the sky!

Under this long roar, the momentum of Wang Ting's body rose straight up, and the spirit and spirit of his body were boiling at the same time!

The rich true qi of the legendary swordsman in the liquefaction stage, the huge qi and blood tempered by the power of heaven and earth, and the powerful spirit in the middle of the eighth order, at this moment, everything was infused into the Ruosheng Sword.

A terrifying momentum that shattered everything and was indomitable suddenly condensed from him, instantly formed, and he was high in the air, with a kind of fierceness that pierced through the void, raised his sword and went down, aiming at the snow sword north that was charging below, and slashed out with a sword!

Potential!

Sword Momentum!

This is the real sword momentum, a kind of sword momentum that is unparalleled in the world, who else is it!

A kind of sword posture that looks down on the world and is the only one!

"Bang!"

Asunder.

In front of the sword momentum of Wang Ting, which dominates the world, the shoddy sword momentum of Xue Jianbei has been smashed to pieces in an instant, and the true qi, qi and blood power contained in the sword momentum are scattered mightily, rushing in all directions.

Not only is it true qi, sword qi, qi and blood, even if it is the peerless divine weapon that is only held in the hands of Xue Jianbei, under the slashing of this terrifying sword momentum, it is also suddenly shattered, turning into a large number of iron filings, which are sprinkled and splashed in all directions.

"This ......"

Seeing that his sword, which had poured everything into himself, was defeated in one fell swoop, Xue Jianbei's eyes widened. Looking at the sky, he could hardly believe what was happening in front of him.

Defeated?

Defeated?

He was defeated in the north of the snow sword?

One of the four strongest legendary swordsmen, he was actually defeated?

Defeated in front of the powerful sword momentum that the other party suddenly comprehended?

Defeated in front of this unstoppable sword momentum that looks at the world?

Defeated in front of his biggest rival, the one he is least willing to admit defeat?

Looking at the sword in his hand that had accompanied him for more than ten years, but at this moment it became fragmented, Xue Jianbei's thinking almost stagnated......

"Kill!"

A sword shattered all the sword momentum of the Snow Sword North. Wang Ting's figure suddenly pressed down. Ruosheng's sword stabbed out in an instant.

"Not good!"

Xue Wuxi, who was watching the battle next to him, let out a cry of surprise, and his figure left his position as fast as he could, and he brazenly aimed at the royal court to intercept and kill.

However, at the moment when he made his move, the two new Sword Saints, Mu Tianshuang and Kolos, who had already been paying attention to his rash moves, moved almost at the same time, when Xue Jianbei was about to rush into the battle circle of the royal court and Xue Jianbei. The sword gang formed in the sharp swords of Mu Tianshuang and Kolos had already slashed down at the same time.

"Wind and Snow Trick!"

Snow Wuxian let out an angry roar from his mouth, and the old sword master's extremely strong savings suddenly burst out. A strong man's momentum formed entirely by the strong true qi and the pinnacle realm poured into his sword and swung out, one sword and two transformations. Steadily bombarded the swords of Kolos and Mu Tianshuang, and a powerful impact burst out, splashing thousands of feet of fire in the void.

"Get out of the way!"

With a single blow, Xue Wuxi's figure shook violently again, as if he had cast some kind of powerful explosive secret technique. An even more terrifying force rushed out from him, and the two Sword Saint Rank powerhouses of Kolos and Mu Tianshuang were suddenly shocked under his blow, and they were shocked back at the same time.

But......

His move was too late after all.

Slightly blocked for a moment by Mu Tianshuang and Kolos, the two Sword Saint Rank powerhouses, he finally missed the best opportunity to rescue Xue Jianbei.

"Quick, dodge!, use the magic trick!"...,

At this time, he had already had time to let out this roar of his last hope.

"Solving the Trick ......"

Xue Jianbei had this magical power in his mind.

A terrifying forbidden technique that damaged its foundation and burst out with great power in an instant, if he could use this forbidden technique, he could completely resist the nirvanal sword of the lower royal court.

But......

After this forbidden technique is cast, his life will no longer have any future at all, not only will his cultivation be lowered by a level, but if he wants to impact the Sword Saint realm in the future, he will become completely illusory......

There is no future......

was thrown farther and farther away by the royal court......

Until......

completely lost the possibility of surpassing him, watched him, and left himself far behind......

These thoughts flickered rapidly in my mind.

At this time, Xue Jianbei felt that time passed so slowly.

He glanced at the many disciples in the Holy Land of the Great Snow Mountain, looked at Xue Wuxian for a while, and finally, his eyes fell on Mu Tianshuang who prevented Xue Wuxian from saving him......

There is a trace of unwillingness, a trace of despair, and a trace of tenderness in his eyes......

"Bang!"

The next moment, all thoughts were shattered.

Wang Ting's sword in the world, without any suspense, tore Xue Jianbei's protective true qi, pierced into Xue Jianbei's body, and the powerful sword qi rushed into his body, and in an instant, his internal organs were all torn to pieces, and then shot out in all directions, twisting this supreme legendary swordsman into a blood mist.

Die!

The life-and-death duel was finally decided.

One of the strongest legendary swordsmen, Xue Jianbei, died.

"Won!"

"Won! Won! Wang Ting actually defeated Xue Jianbei among the strongest legendary swordsmen!"

"This ...... Isn't this Wang Ting one of the eight peak legendary swordsmen of the Divine Chosen Swordsman Academy, and now he is actually so powerful? How the hell did he cultivate?"

"Okay! From now on, our Chosen Swordsman Academy has one more Supreme Legendary Swordsman. ”

At the moment when Xue Jianbei died, all the people in the crowd let out bursts of exclamation at the same time, among them, the people in Wuya City and the Divine Chosen Swordsman Academy were all happy.

"No!"

Xue Wu roared in the sky, and the whole person, like a wounded beast, after rushing away from the joint interception of the two sword saints of Kolos and Mu Tianshuang, a force burst out from him again, this dignified sword saint level powerhouse, like a streamer across the sky. The human sword was united, and with the trajectory of a sword that broke the sky, it went straight to the royal court to assassinate, and the speed exceeded the limit of what any supreme legendary swordsman could resist.

Not to mention that after Wang Ting condensed the essence of his whole body and stabbed that sword, he was now extremely weak......

"Don't!"

"Royal Court!"

"Be careful!"

All kinds of exclamations came out of the mouths of Shi Yueyin, Kolos, and Xia Wuxian at the same time, and Xue Wuxian fell into a rage. Finally burst out with the peerless strength of his veteran sword master. Even though there were two Sword Saint Rank powerhouses on the side of the royal court, they could only watch the sword blade of the snow without a trace, quickly approaching, and the next moment, they were about to assassinate him with a sword.

"Give me death!"

Xue Wuxian roared angrily in his mouth, and the killing intent in his heart was like a stormy wave. Even if he offended the three Sword Saint Rank powerhouses, he would definitely take this person's life.

"That's it!"

At this moment, a voice. Suddenly it spread out of the crowd.

This voice is not loud, but it contains a power that penetrates the heart. It clearly shook the hearts of everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old man in tattered clothes, with a face full of fortitude, coldness, dust, and vicissitudes, and quickly leaped out of the crowd.........

No one knew how he had crossed the distance between him and Snow Traceless.

As he stepped out, the ground seemed to shrink countless times under his feet. So that he was still in the crowd one moment, and the next moment, he had already appeared in front of Xue Wuji, and the jade stick in his hand was as clear as jade, and he couldn't see what kind of material it was made of.

"Bang!"

A muffled explosion sounded in the void as if out of thin air, and it spread rapidly.

When any cultivator below the sword master heard this voice, he all felt that his internal organs shook at the same time, and some high-level swordsmen and middle-level swordsmen who were close to him even spat blood from their mouths, and their faces turned pale.

The stick and sword collided, and the floor where the ragged old man was standing quickly rolled and spread in all directions, and after flying out of less than a meter, it was shattered by an invisible force and turned into stone chips.

The snow without a trace stabbed by a sword is a sharp shock to the body, holding the right sleeve of the sword, as if it was rolled into pieces by an invisible force, his figure is under the impact of an invisible force, flying upside down, after flying out of a distance of more than 20 meters, the figure suddenly fell to the ground, the strength of the sword undiminished to the ground, and drew a huge sword mark on the stone slab ground that was more than ten meters long.

"Ascetic Saint King!"

Seeing this old man who suddenly appeared at the scene, Xue Wuxi's face changed suddenly, and his face was extremely ugly.

Not only him, but even Xia Wuxian, Kolos and others, their eyes were full of jealousy, even if they were arrogant and admiring, their faces were full of solemnity at this time.

Ascetic Holy King.

The second strongest in the Sith Empire, in ASEAN, only the Holy Lord of Tianshui Palace can compete with the peerless Sword Saint, an old antique that has survived for more than 150 years, more than ten years ago, the Floating Sword Saint and another Sword Saint in ASEAN were born because of a secret treasure, encountered this terrifying old man, as a result, the two Sword Saints joined forces, not only defeated by the old man in one fell swoop, but another Sword Saint strong man, but also was beaten to death by the old man, becoming the only three Sword Saints in the entire ASEAN in a hundred years who fell due to human factors.

This unsightly and tattered old man is definitely an existence that has made countless swordsmen, legendary swordsmen, demi-saints, and even sword saints in the entire ASEAN fearful.

The Ascetic Saint King's gaze swept over Kolos, faintly regretful, and soon, his gaze had turned to the royal court.

"The potential that this little friend has shown today is really amazing, not only comprehending the sword momentum in one fell swoop, but this sword momentum is not an entry-level sword momentum, but mastering one of the essences, given time, it will definitely be able to completely master this power and become a peerless powerhouse that is the number one in the world, no wonder His Royal Highness Rongguang personally asked me to let me go to ASEAN and take you to meet him, compared to you, His Royal Highness Kolos Although he has now broken through to the Sword Master and opened a new door, but the plasticity cannot be compared with you。 ”

As the Ascetic Saint King spoke, he brazenly struck out and went straight to the royal court. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )