"Providence?"

Sith Pope Proo looked at the royal court and the others who had already disappeared into the range of the storm, and muttered to himself.

He, the strongest man in the mainland, Puluo, has always disbelieved in heaven and fate, but right now, in order to completely kill Wang Ting, the strongest legendary swordsman who is expected to impact the Great Perfection realm, he has come up with a series of means, and he even performed a forbidden technique and cast a killing sword on him............... ，

But in this case, the royal court still did not die.

And in the later stage, he swallowed up a very dangerous mission to obtain the Heaven and Earth Blue Brew, restore his strength, and deter the Lord of the Polar Regions and Snow Without a Trace, causing their alliance to collapse in one fell swoop, leaving only five Sword Saint Rank powerhouses, and they were still defeated by the remnants, in this case, the overall situation was already decided, but ......

The Storm Lord has appeared!

A powerful god, the Storm Lord!

Moreover, less than a moment after this storm lord appeared, he had already locked his will on him.

Even though he was the most powerful of all and the easiest to attract the hostility of this god, the scene of this storm lord who seemed to have come all the way to help Wang Ting and the others get out of danger still gave him a strong shock.

This kind of impact is almost more than trying to shake the absolute belief that he, the strongest man in the continent, has cultivated for decades.

"Could it be that Wang Ting and the others are really favored by Heaven, so that even I, the Sword Saint of the Mahayana Sword Force, can't help him in the end, a small legendary swordsman? In the future, he is destined to replace my position and become the new number one powerhouse in the mainland?"

The thoughts in Puluo's mind vibrate, and his heart seemed to doubt himself.

However, the strongest person in the mainland is the strongest person in the mainland.

How amazing is the Sith Pope Prol?

When everyone's eyes were only on the realm of the Sword Saint all their lives, he had already surpassed the Sword Saint, completely cultivated the sword momentum to the Mahayana, and began to launch a sprint against the realm of sword intent.

For countless years, the aura of the strongest man in the continent has made his state of mind sharpened like steel, giving birth to an absolute will.

With the support of this absolute will, he firmly believed that in the entire continent, no one could surpass him, no one could truly become his enemy, and even Mu Tianshuang, who peeked into the threshold of sword intent, was no exception.

She can peek into the threshold of sword intent, and he can too!

She can comprehend the sword intent, and he can do the same!

Transcend!

Transcend!

constantly surpassing himself, surpassing those strong people who vainly try to get involved in the first throne of his continent and vainly try to provoke his identity and status, all of them are surpassed, and they are far behind them so that they can see the distance between themselves and him, so that they are completely desperate.

"A supreme legendary swordsman, not even a sword saint, he hasn't even started his sword cultivation, the greatest threat to the Great Perfection, he hasn't been smelted into one, how can such a junior threaten me? Besides, even if he integrates the eight realms into one and refines the Great Perfection, even if he is promoted to the Sword Saint realm? Even if he cultivates to the Sword Strength Mahayana like me? He is breaking through, I am also breaking through and he is surpassing, I Puluo, I am also constantly surpassing, he refining the sword momentum, I refining the sword intent, he refining the sword intent, I have the sword intent is complete, forever, no one can shake my existence!

"The Storm Lord is a god and god born from the storm, their own will is not a strong point, the key is their innate ability to manipulate the storm, it is rumored that only a strong person who truly comprehends the sword intent can confront this kind of divine creature and kill this kind of divine creature!" Proo looked up at the void, looking at the dense clouds and thunderstorms that had shrouded him in all directions above and below his head, and the belief in his mind, like a divine sword, pierced the sky, causing a huge vortex of vitality, surging mightily, as if officially declaring war on the terrifying and powerful creature of the Storm Lord.

"A creature that can only be killed by a strong person at the sword intent level, today, I, Puluo, will create this miracle! As long as the sword intent is achieved, the so-called realm of the Great Perfection of the Eight Realms is nothing but a delusion!" "Boom!" Thunder erupted.

Feeling the declaration of war signal on the Sith Pope's body, the Storm Lord hidden in the storm was furious, and a huge humanoid face appeared in the void, the face was hundreds of meters high, and it let out a roar with the sound of thunder, and a large amount of thunder and lightning and flames erupted from the eyes and mouth of that face, as if there was a powerful and devastating force brewing in it.

And the Sith Pope standing on this face, although his body was as small as an ant, but Lou was full of fighting spirit, and the powerful sword momentum continued to rise from his body, slashing into the void, and the thunder that fell constantly collided, exploded, and shattered into nothingness.

At this moment, there was no ASEAN, no Snow Empire, no Sith Empire, no Mu Tianshuang who had peeked into the threshold of sword intent in his mind, and no Wang Court who had cultivated all the eight realms to the peak realm.

Storm Lord!

In his vision, in his mind, and in his spiritual world, only this Storm Lord who is known as a powerhouse of the Sword Intent Rank can defeat and kill!

"Kill!" "Boom!" Accompanied by a violent explosion and a long roar straight into the sky, the huge face of several hundred meters suddenly carried a terrifying thunder, falling from the sky, sweeping up a large number of black clouds and thunder, surging down, and the next moment, it had already swallowed the Sith Pope, the strongest man in the continent, "The Storm Lord and the Sith Pope are facing each other!?"

"The Sith Pope, who he is, the Storm Lord and the human race are not at all a life level existence, the Sword Saint, the transcendent saint, that represents their strength in strength, the life level is still the human race has not undergone essential changes, but the Storm Lord is already a god, a powerful creature that is not equal to human beings at all, in the face of this creature, even if the Sith Pope is the strongest person in the continent, there is still only a dead end. ”

"Fall, fall, Sith Pope, fall into the hands of the Stormlord and in this way, the crisis of our ASEAN, our Snow Empire will collapse from now on. ”

West Wind Lie, Kolos, Li Xiaoyun and the others, who had already rushed to the storm, had these thoughts flashing in their minds at the same time.

Especially Li Xiaoyun is even more eager for the Sith Pope's unscrupulous move to challenge the Storm Lord, which will lead to death for him, if the Sith Pope really dies at the hands of the Storm Lord, the Sith Empire will definitely not be able to launch an attack on ASEAN in a short period of time, and as long as they do not attack ASEAN in a short period of time, let ASEAN have a respite, and let the royal court, a strong man who intends to impact the Great Perfection of the Eight Realms, grow up At that time, the domination of the entire continent will completely miss out on the Sith Pope and fall on the shoulders of their ASEAN。

"Shall we wait for a while to see who wins and who loses between the Sith Pope and the Storm Lord?"

"Wait, wait for the Sith Pope and the Stormlord to split the results?"

"Yes, we are far away from the Storm Lord, with the help of the speed of the patrol battleship and the Storm Lord, at the same time, we can also monitor the Sith Pope, in case the Sith Pope escapes from the hands of the Storm Lord, it will definitely be a big injury, at that time, we can definitely kill the strongest man in the continent in one fell swoop. ”

"This ......"

Xi Fenglie's figure paused slightly, obviously a little moved.

"Wang Ting!

Mu Tianshuang said to Wang Ting, her tone was full of indifference: "It doesn't matter if you die, don't bother me." ”

Wang Ting glanced at Mu Tianshuang, and then at the Sith Pope, who had disappeared in the thundercloud storm and couldn't see his figure, and didn't say anything, and rushed directly to the depths of the clouds with Mu Tianshuang.

"Royal Court!"

Seeing the royal court who was about to leave, Kolos hurriedly shouted.

"I advise you, according to the information I found in ancient books, the Storm Lord has always been a social god!"

Mu Tianshuang glanced at Kolos coldly, and flew directly into the depths of the clouds.

"Social creatures?"

"A storm lord is no longer inferior to a powerhouse in the sword realm realm, if a group of storm lords ..............." was originally a little moved, and it seemed that he was planning to stay, Xi Fenglie's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Let's go, return to the position of the patrol battleship, pilot the patrol battleship, and we will go back to ASEAN!" Li Xiaoyunkou also shouted, piercing through the clouds, avoiding the will of the Storm Lord, and planning to go around the void where the patrol battleship docked.

"Boom!"

Almost to verify the authenticity of Mu Tianshuang's words, the sky in the far north, which was already filled with dark clouds, was once again filled with a thick layer of black clouds.

Lightning burst out suddenly, making a loud rumbling sound, and spread in this direction at a very fast speed.

Not only in the north, but even in the dark sky in the west, there is also thunder, as if there is a thunderstorm that destroys everything, brewing rapidly, a large number of tornadoes, circling in the thunderstorm, with the light of lightning, shaking the void, it is clear that another powerful creature is coming at a very fast speed.

"Storm Lord, two more Storm Lords!" Seeing the changes in the vitality at the end of heaven and earth, Xi Fenglie, Li Xiaoyun and the others suddenly changed their faces.

Storm Lord, that is an existence that is difficult for a strong sword Mahayana such as the Sith Pope to resist, in front of this kind of Holy Spirit who has been nurtured by the divine power of heaven and earth, these sword saints do not have any decent resistance power at all.

"Today's plan is to escape separately!" "It's only like this, one can escape, after all, there are only two storm lords, there are five of us, and there is still three of us who have hope of surviving!"

"Everyone, take care. ”

The west wind said a lot, and immediately picked a direction and rushed into the clouds.

Faced with the two Storm Lords who were quickly swept over, several Sword Saints present did not dare to waste any time.

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