The white-clothed Qingxiang looked at the white-robed young man on the blood-red ring, and felt a little incredible, "The Emperor Sword Technique, or the Nine Heavens Emperor Sword Technique, is one of the three major secret combat skills of the Heavenly Clan, and no one has successfully cultivated it for hundreds of years." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, looking at the appearance of Tianbu Tian, it has already achieved a small achievement!

The Heavenly Emperor looked at Tian Butian, who was shrouded in Emperor Wei, and a proud smile appeared on his face, "His Heavenly Emperor's son is the strongest, no one can compare with him, he will surpass everything!"

"I want to see and see, what is the ability of Xiao Jun's Seven Kills Inheritance, can he escape under my hands?"

Above the sky, the white robe fluttered, looking at the black-robed young man in front of him, a trace of contempt appeared between his eyebrows.

"Really, I also want to see what is so amazing about this Celestial Clan's combat technique?" Jun said with a light smile, his eyes slanted at the sky, and the Blood Killing Divine Sword in his hand was slightly raised, mottled with murderous intent.

In fact, until now, Jun Qinghan has never seen the power of his Seven Killing Divine Guide.

Under the shrouded void, the snow-white robe hunted and flying in the air, the corners of the young man's mouth gradually outlined a smile, the wrist was flipped, and the sword blade provoked the sky.

"Today, let me see, what is the sword of the Son of Heaven, what is the sword of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Tian Butian's voice was full of arrogance, his arm shook, and the long sword in his hand rushed into the air like lightning, and when he swiped in the air, a sword suddenly appeared in front of him, tearing the sky and letting out a sharp roar, heading towards Jun Qinghan.

"Kill!"

Jun Qinghan's eyes were scarlet, full of endless blood, and the Blood Killing Divine Sword in his hand was shocked, and suddenly he grew up, and a roar like an angry sea burst out from his body.

With a bang, the divine knife slashed through the air, slashing towards Tianbu Tian, and the scarlet sword slashed through the void, like a red glow in the sky, which was daunting. It's like a red refining, stained with blood.

On the viewing platform, tens of thousands of monks couldn't help but widen their eyes and unconsciously hold their breath......

"Bang!"

In the vast sky, there was a loud sound that shook the earth and the earth, and the sword swords collided together, making a shocking explosion and sonorous sound, and in the space where the two were fighting, they were completely crushed.

The aftermath swept away, and the entire viewing platform was filled with the meaning of the sword.

Tian Butian frowned slightly, looking at the void that exploded in front of him, "After his sword and sword collided, it was annihilated. The Seven Killing Divine Warriors really lived up to their reputation, and they actually resisted their own sword!"

"Whew!"

A loud roar resounded through the void, and I saw that in the void full of smoke and dust, Tianbu Tian was holding a long sword, like a long rainbow, and the speed was extremely fast, and he was going towards Jun Qinghan.

The black-robed young man's face changed slightly, and he watched the phantom figure in front of him come like lightning, and he stepped back, and the Blood Killing Divine Sword was horizontal in front of his chest.

"Khooth!"

The sharp sound shook the eardrums of thousands of monks, and a chill appeared in their hearts, and the sharp tip of the sword stabbed on the wide blade of the Blood Killing God Knife, but Jun Qinghan was still shocked by the terrifying power in it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Watching from a distance, it can be seen that above the ring, the white-robed youth forced the black-robed youth back without getting out in the slightest.

The speed at which Jun Qinghan regressed could never compare to the speed at which Tianbu was advancing. Tian Butian held the long sword in his hand, and pressed it against the blade until the Blood Killing God Knife was attached to Jun Qinghan's chest.

The body approached Jun Qinghan, his eyes met, Tian Butian stared at Jun Qinghan, who was only a foot ahead, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You, do you think that my sword can't hurt you?"

Before the words fell, Tian Butian's face had become cold.

The arm vibrated and burst forth with an infinite glow of holiness that poured into the sword and swirled with magnificence. With a 'groan', the long sword let out a roar, and a little cold light flashed on the tip of the sword.

"Zheng!"

The sound of Bing Ge shattering sounded faintly in the void, and he saw Tian Butian holding a long sword in his hand, and his body suddenly rushed forward.

"Hiss...... Whew......"

The long sword was cold, and it actually pierced the blade of the Blood Killing God Knife, leaving a sword hole. Following the pierced sword hole, the sharp long sword pierced Jun Qinghan's chest and a sword tip emerged from his back.

The heads of the two were only an inch apart, and Tian Butian looked at Jun Qinghan with extreme contempt.

"The inheritance of seven killings, it seems that it is nothing more than that!"

Before the words fell, Jun Qinghan suddenly attacked, grabbed Tian Butian's shoulder with one hand, and stabbed Tian Butian in the abdomen with a knife......

"Do you think this can hurt me?"

With a contemptuous roar, the two of them were so close to each other, but Tianbutian's feet were strangely raised, and at the moment when the Blood Killing God Knife had not yet stabbed into the lower abdomen, it kicked on Jun Qinghan's stomach.

The two immediately bounced to both sides, and Tian Butian pulled out the long sword with his hand.

"Whew!"

Jun Qinghan's chest, at the moment when the long sword left his body, a bloody sword soared out, scarlet and demonic.

On the viewing platform, the faces of tens of millions of monks changed slightly, and when they looked at the changes in the ring, they immediately exclaimed: "Defeated, ...... Look, Jun Qinghan is going to be defeated!"

"As long as Tianbu Tian stabs two swords, Jun Qinghan will definitely die!"

"It seems that Jun Qinghan is nothing more than that, and he can't take ten moves in the hands of Tianbu Tian!"

"It's a pity that the young master of the Seven Banners, who is so wronged will be defeated!"

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Seeing Jun Qinghan's chest surging with bloody swords, many people on the viewing platform suddenly chuckled, and looked at the black-robed young man in the void worriedly, panicking for a while.

"Brother!"

Luo Ning'er grabbed Luo Wuxian's arm, becoming more and more worried.

Luo Wuxian coughed, "Don't worry, Ning'er, he won't die so easily, even if he dies, he has to see us Ning'er first, otherwise brother, I will arrest him from hell!"

"Quick...... Look!"

Someone on the viewing platform suddenly exclaimed, and the eyes of the monks widened suddenly. I saw that in the sky above the ring, the moment Jun Qinghan was kicked away by Luo Wuxian again, his body twisted, the power of the wedding dress flowed through his body, and the body that was originally flying back suddenly attacked and killed in front of him.

"Whew!"

The long knife burst through the air and whistled sharply.

Jun Qinghan went deep into Kunpeng and flew towards the clouds, and then his body turned, like a long rainbow, dragging the Blood Killing Divine Knife and pressing down from the top of Tianbu Tian's head.

The divine knife hissed, the killing machine was monstrous, and it was as powerful as the five mountains.

"Kill!"

Jun Qinghan slaughtered Sen Han in his mouth, and his body was like a goshawk hunting, slashing towards the top of Tianbutian's head......

"Sonorous...... Zheng ......"

There was another loud bang, and Tianbutian's long sword crossed his head, resisting the Blood God Sword. The two divine weapons collided, making an increasingly sharp sound, and the terrifying impact shook Tianbutian's hands numb.

Looking at Tianbutian condescendingly, Jun Qinghan looked murderous:

"Do you think my knife can't hurt you?"

Before the words fell, Jun Qinghan laughed wildly, his body was like a thousand jun, holding the Blood Killing Divine Knife, and he pressed towards the sky fiercely, like the power of 100,000 mountains and rivers, pressing on the top of the white-robed young man's head, and his breathing became a little difficult.

Inch by inch...... Inch by inch...... Tianbutian's long sword was already horizontal above the bridge of his nose, and the blade of the Blood Killing God Sword was resting on Tianbutian's head, and a blood groove had already appeared on the top.

As long as you drop one more inch, Tianbu Tian will die in Huangquan.

At this time, Jun Qinghan's body shook, and the power of the tyrant pressed towards Tianbu Tian again......

"Bang!"

On the blood-red ring, Tian Butian's face was hideous and flushed, and in the end, he couldn't bear the majestic pressure, and knelt down on one knee, and when he looked up at Jun Qinghan, he revealed an infinite mottled killing intention.

"Kneel...... Look, I'm on my knees!"

"How is this possible? Jun Qing's cold and wounded body, how can he still have such terrifying power? He actually pressed Tianbu Tian to his knees!"

"It's not easy, I didn't expect that when I was dying, I could burst out with such power!"

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Listening to the discussions around him, the Heavenly Emperor's face became iron-blue, and he glanced over the viewing platform gloomily, his fists were clenched sonorously, and in the bottom of his eyes, the cold killing machine swept by, making people shudder.

"Ah......h

After nine days of roaring, at the moment when Tianbu Tian knelt down, his body suddenly burst out with endless power, like an angry sea, surging and monstrous. His eyes stared at Jun Qinghan with murderous eyes, his knees clanged, and in the eyes of thousands of monks, he gradually stood up.

Its momentum, such as the overlord carrying the tripod!

With a bang, tens of millions of monks, everyone watched, Tianbutian stood up, looked at Jun Qinghan above his head angrily, shook his shoulders and drove his arms, and suddenly threw Jun Qinghan into the clouds.

At the same time, Tianbu Tian roared like a giant owl, rushing into the sky, chasing and killing Jun Qinghan......

On the stage, tens of millions of monks were shocked again, never expecting that after Tianbu Tian knelt down, he would be able to stand up. Only perseverance and mind can burst out with infinite strength in times of crisis.

On the position of the Heavenly Clan, the yin owl on the face of heaven and earth was swept away, and the proud color resurfaced.

"He was pressed and knelt on the ground, almost defeated, but who would have thought that his son could be desperate to survive, and he could be left to die and be reborn, and he wanted to defeat Tianbutian, it was a dream!"

When everyone was surprised, the nine heavens were empty, and there was a sonorous sound of soldiers.

The swords collided, and the piercing sound lingered, like three thousand jackdaws screaming, listening to it as if they were busy on their backs, looking up at the territory above the ring, they could only see the two figures blending together, and the afterimages were endless, and they couldn't really see it anymore.

As time passed, the figures of swords colliding became louder and louder, and during this time, everyone seemed to hear the clanging sound of fists facing each other and flesh colliding.

In the vast void, blood splattered ......

As the sound of the sword soldiers sounded intensively, the blood in the void flew down, like a blooming peach blossom, bright and dripping!

Listening to and watching, the tens of millions of monks on the viewing platform couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs, and their hearts couldn't be warm for a long time.

On the viewing platform, the Heavenly Emperor showed a smile, "Close combat is Butian's strength, looking at the Heavenly Clan, no one can match it, how can Jun Qinghan be its opponent?"

And Yu Zhan Ge also showed a hint of a smile, "Only after the bloody battle on the battlefield can the real iron and blood be cast, rush into the camp of 10,000 people, suffer the enemy in front and back, and fight a thousand armies alone." Only after going through this can we temper a kind of strength - within the soldiers, I am invincible!"