The Holy Son's sudden outburst frightened everyone, because the Holy Son's sword three thousand aura was too thick and powerful, surpassing everyone present, including the Nine Great Elders who were suppressed in the sky.

"Sword three thousand, what do you want to do!"

The formation that shrouded the bronze battle platform shattered, and the three golden-robed stewards who were in charge of presiding over the battle took a step forward and shouted warnings angrily. They knew that this was the Holy Son Sword 3,000 defeated and began to be angry, and if they wanted to break out to cultivate and kill the Sword Immortal, they had to stop it!

"What do you want to do? Kill this ant, of course! If you know each other, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame Ben Shengzi for being unkind to you! The three thousand hairs of the sword that slowly rose into the air fluttered, and an earth-shattering terrifying aura escaped from him, suppressing the entire square, and his tone was fierce and domineering.

The three golden-robed stewards blocked the sky above Qin Han, with a resolute attitude: "The Sword Immortal is the golden boxer of my boxing gym, we will never let you move a finger of him!" ”

"I can't help myself!" There was unparalleled arrogance on the face of the three thousand swords, boom! It was actually a direct sword with his hand as a blade, and he slashed out a shocking sword light towards the three golden robed stewards in the sky.

The sword was dazzling to the extreme, slashing through the void like a comet sweeping the moon.

"Arrogance!"

The eyes of the three gold-robed stewards were majestic, and there was anger flashing in their eyes, and the three thousand sword stewards wanted to attack the three of them at the same time, which was simply arrogant!

The powerhouses of the Dragon Realm are called Great Cultivators, because they have crossed the two Great Foundation Realms and the Three Great Dan Realms, and are standing in the last realm of the two Great Transition Realms.

The beings of the three supreme realms do not come out, they are the strongest people in the world!

The powerhouse of the Dragon Realm, every blow contains earth-shattering power.

Without any hesitation, at the same time, the qi machine exploded and began to kill the sword three thousand!

As soon as the three golden robe stewards made a move, the sense of oppression that filled the heavens and the earth became more and more heavy, and there were originally three thousand Holy Son Swords pressing on everyone's hearts, and now there were three more mountains, and everyone suddenly fell into a stormy chaotic qi.

"What to do? What a strong sense of oppression! ”

"Is this the strength of the golden-robed steward? It's amazing. ”

"The powerhouse of the Dragon Realm is really terrifying!"

"With such a heavy sense of oppression, I feel like my whole body is about to explode!"

……

All the disciples were shocked by this heavy sense of oppression, they didn't dare to look up, and they even held their breath, for fear that the sound of their breathing would be too loud and disturb the Holy Son and the three golden-robed stewards in the sky, thus inviting misfortune.

On the battle platform, Qin Han tried his best to restrain the qi around his body to resist this terrifying sense of oppression.

He looked up at the sky.

"Kill!"

In the sky, the three golden-robed stewards were full of energy, each holding a long sword, rushing towards the astonishing sword of the Holy Son Sword 3,000.

Thundered!

The attacks of the four people collided together, and in an instant, a thunderous explosion sounded, and a circle of energy shockwaves shot out in all directions, if it weren't for an elder in the sky to suppress these shockwaves, everyone in the square below might be killed by the impact.

"It's so strong! It's scary! ”

Everyone had to hurriedly use the True Yuan to stabilize their bodies, but many people with lowly cultivation could not help but spit blood from their mouths, and their faces turned pale. A pair of eyes staring at the sky, their eyes full of fear.

"The combat power of the Dragon Realm cultivator is simply not a power that humans can have."

Everyone looked at the eyes of the four powerhouses in the sky, with deep fear and admiration.

The Great War continues.

The three gold-robed stewards worked together to defeat the sword of the Holy Son Sword 3,000, and then held a long sword to kill the Holy Son Sword 3,000.

"Even if you want to stop me?" The Holy Son Sword Three Thousand snorted coldly, and sword rays burst out all around his body, and then he stepped on the void and began to fight.

"Three thousand swords! If you lose, you lose, so stop it! The three gold-robed stewards shouted angrily, hoping that the three thousand Holy Son Swords would be able to retreat from the difficulties.

The figure disappeared in place with the sword three thousand, and he didn't see anyone but heard his voice, and his cold voice exploded in the air: "Qin Han must die today, even if it is the sect master's own visit, it is useless!" If this ant does not die, the wrath of the Son will never be quenched! ”

"Since you are obsessed, don't blame me for being polite!"

"Three thousand swords, you are presumptuous!"

"Why are we afraid of you!"

The faces of the three golden-robed stewards were ugly, because they felt an earth-shattering killing force!

So they all used their strongest moves, and at the same time slashed into a void with subtle fluctuations.

Click!

The void shattered, and the figure of Sword Three Thousand returned to everyone's sight.

"It seems that you are not all waste, in that case, let this Holy Son accompany you to have a good time!" The three thousand eyes of the sword were full of cold lightning, and the momentum was stacked to an extremely terrifying point.

"Fight!" The aura of the three golden-robed stewards was terrifying, and their figures suddenly disappeared in place, and when they reappeared, they had already crossed the void and killed in front of the three thousand swords.

A terrifying duel kicked off, and the sword qi of the four powerhouses continued to smash the void, and the terrifying sonic boom exploded like thunder.

The sound of swords shattering continued one after another, and the heavens and the earth were filled with messy sword qi, and all kinds of incomparably mysterious spells and spells bloomed and collided in the void, and the brilliant brilliance imprinted the twilight sky as if it were day.

The two sides seem to be evenly matched.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

However, a quarter of an hour later, in the shocked gaze of countless people, the three golden-robed stewards unexpectedly spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and finally fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

The three golden robes are defeated!

Their sword path was suppressed by the sword three thousand, their spells and methods were cracked by the sword three thousand, and they were covered in blood and smashed heavily into the earth.

"How so!" This shocked everyone. The Holy Son is just a newcomer to the Dragon Realm, and those three golden-robed stewards are real veteran powerhouses, who have been immersed in the Dragon Realm for many years, how could they be so completely defeated at this moment, there is no room for resistance at all!

As the blood of the three golden robe stewards fell to the ground, the three thousand Holy Son Swords in the sky became more and more powerful, and the sword qi behind him rose and fell into various visions, and his eyes breathed fire and looked at Qin Han on the battle platform: "Qin Han, die for this Holy Son!" ”

The Holy Son Sword Three Thousand set his eyes on the battle platform, and his murderous aura soared into the sky!

There was no one in front of him to resist Qin Han, and in an instant, the momentum of the Holy Son Sword Three Thousand spread out, Qin Han felt that the void around him was solidifying, and the terrifying pressure swept like a huge wave, he was like a lonely boat, which could be smashed at any time.

The three thousand swords that completely broke out the cultivation were terrifying!

Just the breath made Qin Han feel that his body was about to burst.

Under this terrifying pressure, his body began to shake, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Poof!"

Finally, under the pressure of the never-ending aura pouring out of this vast abyssal sea, a large mouthful of blood erupted from Qin Han's mouth.

"Nope! I can't fall! His eyes were full of unwillingness, and he raised his head and stared at the magnificent figure in the sky.

In the sky, the sound of the sword three thousand was like thunder: "Mole ant, what if you can defeat this Holy Son in the Body Forging Realm?" To Ben My Son, you will always be just an ant! ”

"It's time to end, welcome death!"

Jian Sanqian raised his palm and pressed it towards Qin Han! The terrifying palm power is as thick as the ancient sacred mountain, wanting to crush everything and suppress everything!

Three thousand swords, I want to slap Qin Han to death with one palm!