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I saw a dazzling blue purple thunder pool spreading for hundreds of miles with a devastating aura, completely enveloping him.

"This is the fate of going against my Xuantian Sect, suffer death!" The old man Qiming snorted coldly, and the blue purple wood sword in his hand pointed down, and a blue and purple thunder suddenly fell with a huge sound.

"Qinglian opens!"

The blue lotus bloomed all over the sky, blooming with dazzling light, and each light was a sharp and incomparable sword qi.

Countless sword qi crisscrossed and surrounded the old man of Qiming, and at this time, the blue and purple thunder fell violently, annihilating everything.

The sword qi touched the blue purple thunder, and it sneered, as if it was about to be melted.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Immediately after that, thousands of extremely subtle and extremely crisp cracking sounds sounded almost simultaneously, like thousands of guqin strings breaking at the same time. The blue lotus in the sky was blown into chaos and scattered everywhere.

And the blue purple thunder was only a thin circle, and without a moment of hindrance, it slammed down in front of Wang Chan.

At this time, a dragon's roar sounded into the sky, violent, and brutal!

Wang Chan raised his sword and slashed upside down, and the domineering and incomparable sword qi gushed out, colliding with the blue purple giant thunder.

Under the electric light, Wang Chan's whole body was golden, and after experiencing a thunder quenching body, he had already had a great resistance to lightning strikes, but even so, under the sword of the old man Qiming, Wang Chan only felt severe pain all over his body, as if he was about to disintegrate at any time.

But his face was full of determination, and he was still indomitable.

Absolute Kunlun, slay the dragon gate!

This is the domineering that the Seven Swords of Heaven Interception should have!

The old man Qiming looked at Wang Chan, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he took a step forward calmly, and the blue purple wood sword rose again.

Xuantian Sect cultivates the Thunder Law, and apart from its founding ancestor, the old man Qiming is the only one who has cultivated the Heavenly Thunder Law Body. I saw him point with his wooden sword, and the phantom of Lei Gong behind him reappeared, and Lei Gong's sharp eyes stared at Wang Chan

There was a scream, and another thunderbolt fell.

Rumble!

The two heavenly thunderbolts merged into one and thundered down, and Wang Chan was instantly smashed back to the ground.

The light dissipated, and the old man Qiming's eyes narrowed slightly, only to see that Wang Chan had not only disappeared, but had not even fallen.

I saw him kneeling on one knee, the ground collapsed and cracked, his whole body was bruised, he gritted his teeth, and he was covered in blood, like a bloody man. At this time, a golden bell covered the whole body, resisting the thunder.

The thunder kept falling, and a dark thunder rolled.

"The Golden Bell Jar Dacheng, Shaolin Temple!" the old man Qiming showed a look of emotion on his face at one time.

You must know that even the Shaolin Temple has not been able to train the golden bell jar to this point for hundreds of years, and now it will appear on a little-known ghost, how can this not surprise him. You must know that if Dacheng's golden bell jar goes one step further, you will be able to practice into a vajra incorruptible body, and even cast an anahan golden body, which is known as the golden body of immortal nirvana in the realm of heaven and man!

"Hmph, what about Shaolin Temple, what about genius, whether your master is Zhizhen or Zhijue, if you offend my Xuantian Sect, I will kill it!" He had a hunch that if he let Wang Chan escape today, then he Xuantian Sect was afraid that a catastrophe would come in the future.

"Hey, which dog of yours saw me as a monk. The corners of Wang Chan's mouth were slightly raised, and his whole body trembled, as if he was going to fall apart with such a simple action.

Syllable!

A crisp voice rang out.

The nameless sword order on Wang Chan's chest suddenly shattered, and a pure and incomparably pure sword intent directly entered his body.

"What about the celestials, even the celestials will kill you!" Wang Chan roared fiercely, and under the bombardment of the heavenly thunder, wounds opened on his body, revealing the rugged bones inside, and the blood was evaporated by the heavenly thunder as soon as it came out.

It is clear that Wang Chan has reached his limit, both physically and mentally.

Wang Chan's eyes opened suddenly, and he raised his sword and slashed upward.

A sword light shot up into the sky, instantly piercing the void, the sword was as blue as the sky, and this sword seemed to cut the sky off.

The blue and purple thunder mangs in the sky disintegrated instantly, and behind the shattered thunder mangs, the frightened face of the old man Qiming appeared.

"The sword heart is natural, and the immortal is a sword!"

Wang Chan's sword is no longer just an immortal sword intent, but with the immortal's sword qi that dominates the world and does not cut anything, it can be said to be a real immortal sword.

Thousands of years later, a sword of immortals reappeared in the world.

"Seven Swords of Heaven Interception!"

In Yingyang County, an elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect raised his head and looked at the half-blue sky, his face was full of shock, he didn't care about the other disciples around him at all, and directly turned into a flying rainbow and rushed into the distance.

"The heirs of the Sword Immortal can only come from my Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and we must get the Seven Swords of Heaven and Ten Thousand Swords Gate!"

The other side.

As an old man of Qiming in the realm of heaven and man, it was naturally impossible to sit still, only to see his blue and purple robe fluttering without wind, his eyes opened, and two thunderbolts flashed.

"Nine Thunders of Destruction!"

"Extinguish!"

Behind the old man Qiming, Lei Gong's phantom spread his wings behind him, holding a wedge in one hand and a cone in the other, and struck Wang Chan's head hard.

Rumble!

The thunder turned from purple to red, although it was not pure, but it was already terrifying.

The legendary thunder of the end of the world.

But this red thunder melted instantly in the face of that incomparable sword light, just like spring snow encountering the scorching sun.

The sky can be intercepted, not to mention that it is just a divine thunder.

The old man Qiming's face was pale, and he hurriedly sacrificed the Xuantian Treasure Mirror, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted a mouthful of essence blood.

"Open!"

The Xuantian Treasure Mirror, non-gold and non-iron, non-wood and non-stone, the moment the essence blood touched it, the mirror immediately transformed into two fishes, yin and yang, and the treasure mirror rose against the storm and directly turned into a huge shield.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron intersecting resounded through the nine heavens, and the vacuum ripples spread out in all directions, and the elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect arrived at the scene at this time.

"No!"

A scream rang out, and the sword-wielding elder directly turned into ashes.

Click~

A crisp and piercing voice suddenly sounded, and then in the shocked eyes of the old man, a crack appeared on the mirror surface of the Xuantian Treasure Mirror, and there were more and more cracks, like a spider web, which instantly crawled all over the mirror.

Boom~

The Xuantian Treasure Mirror finally couldn't bear it, the mirror surface was completely shattered, and the lens fell off, and under the sunlight, it bloomed with dazzling light.

And the sword light finally dissipated with the wind.

The old man Qiming's face was bloodless, pale and terrifying, but when he saw the sword qi dissipate, the heart he was carrying finally let go, and looked at Wang Chan, his face was gloomy and terrifying: "Destroy my treasure mirror, I will make you regret coming to this world!"

I saw that his right hand was raised, and with a finger of his hand, a thunderbolt turned into a sharp sword, shooting towards Wang Chan through the air, directly piercing Wang Chan's left knee and knee.

Wang Chan snorted, supported himself with his sword, did not let himself fall, and looked up at the old man Qiming. (To be continued.) )