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readx; What kind of scene is this, outside the Sword Pavilion Mountain, which is as high as the sky, a hundred-zhang long divine sword hangs high, and the whole body exudes a brilliant white sword intent, slashing down obliquely downward, with unparalleled power, which can be called devastating. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But below the tip of the sword under the divine sword, Wang Yue was standing proudly, above his right shoulder, the ancient lamp divine power hung high, casting a dark yellow light curtain in front of him, the light was dim, and the ancient well had no waves, but it was against the tip of the sword under the heavy slash of the divine sword.

And the next moment, the yellow on the light curtain was even more retrograde, like a yellow crack, quickly diffusing on the white divine sword, and in just an instant, the latter disintegrated and shattered into endless white true qi, which disappeared in mid-air!

"Defeated? Five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples joined forces, and the strength of five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples who had already broken through to the Divine Power Realm was superimposed, and they were still not Wang Yue's opponents, am I dreaming?"

"In this world, is there really such a strong bloodline supernatural power, such a strong person?"

Seeing this scene, all the inner disciples who followed Wang Yue at the scene were shocked and silent.

Although they hoped that Wang Yue would be able to defeat these Sword Pavilion disciples, they never imagined that Wang Yue would actually choose the most brutal and powerful way, and with his own strength, he would defeat the combined forces of the five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples from the front in one fell swoop!

The scene in front of me is distorted like a dream!

"This, what the hell is going on, are we going to attack again?"

Even the disciples of the Sword Pavilion who joined forces to send out this attack were looking at each other at this moment, and everyone's faces were full of confusion and doubt.

With his own strength, he defeated the combined blow of five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples head-on.

Doesn't this mean that Wang Yue's combat power is enough to be equal to the combined strength of five hundred cultivators of the same great realm?

But this obviously violated the consensus of the cultivation realm, their basic cognition, how could this not make these Sword Pavilion disciples confused!

"This is the Sword Pavilion's unique sword formation, in my opinion, but that's it!"

In the end, Wang Yue let out a faint laugh and finally spoke slowly.

At the same time as it spoke, the dark yellow light curtain in front of him dissipated in the snap of his fingers, but the ancient lamp on his right shoulder was still magical, and the lights on the wick swayed, sprinkling a warm yellow light.

The reason why Wang Yue was able to resist the combined attack of five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples was naturally best known to Wang Yue himself.

The ancient sword magic power just now, although it condensed the strength of five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples, but in fact, these five hundred forces could not achieve a high degree of unity, and many forces even excluded each other, but under the effect of the sword array, this was barely condensed.

Therefore, as long as the power of the sword array itself is defeated, the joint attack of the five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples, without even Wang Yueyun's means to break them one by one, will dissipate in rejection and internal friction.

Of course, having said that, if such a means is to be used seriously, there are naturally many difficulties, and it is not easy to put it into practice.

However, with Wang Yue's many martial arts true intentions that had already comprehended the perfection, his extremely powerful and insightful huge divine sense was supplemented, and he used the means to break the combined force of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion with one blow, and he really lifted his weight lightly and easily.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and run!" The next moment, a Sword Pavilion disciple finally came back to his senses, let out a shout, turned around in panic, and ran towards the Sword Pavilion Mountain behind him first.

Whoa!――

Suddenly, all the Sword Pavilion disciples on the scene reacted, and they all let out a shout, and then rushed to follow the ass of this Sword Pavilion disciple, and ran towards the depths of the Sword Pavilion Mountain desperately.

"Hmph, since you're here, don't go!" Seeing this, Wang Yue immediately let out a disdainful cold snort from his mouth.

Suddenly, the quaint oil lamp on Wang Yue's right shoulder was once again generous, and the light turned into ropes, as if it were substance, spreading towards these Sword Pavilion disciples who were fleeing in a hurry.

In just an instant, there were many of the five hundred Sword Pavilion disciples, all of whom were firmly bound by the ropes turned into lights, and they were all dragged back.

"Wang Yue, let go of me!"

"Dare to make a move on my Sword Pavilion disciples, brush my Sword Pavilion's beard, Wang Yue is dead!"

Although these Sword Pavilion disciples were tied up by Wang Yue, none of them were honest, and they generally spoke wildly to Wang Yue, and generally used their strength to release the true qi in their bodies, wanting to try to break the lantern rope that bound their bodies.

It's a pity that although the ropes turned into these lanterns look like clouds and mist, ethereal and uncertain, they seem to be able to be blown away with a light blow, but in fact, these lantern ropes are extremely tough and firm, and even if these Sword Pavilion disciples open their arms with all their might, and even attach the sword intent to the true qi and split it, they can't break free!

Whoa!――

And in the next moment, the lantern ropes that bound these Sword Pavilion disciples were even more generous and glorious, and in an instant, these people were shocked to find that the true qi and divine powers in their bodies were actually sealed and could not be driven.

This is the power of Wang Yue's ancient lamp supernatural power, although the lamp is formless and substantial, it can be freely converted between tangible and invisible, and can be transformed into the shape of any beast or weapon, and control the opponent as you like!

"Okay, these Sword Pavilion disciples have sealed their true qi and their magical powers have been cut, and now they are no different from ordinary people, you can do it!"

"No need to be polite, revenge for revenge, revenge for grievances, I will stand up to the sky when it falls!"

And the next moment, Wang Yue turned around slowly, facing the inner disciples who came after him, and said to them something that made these Sword Pavilion disciples on the ground terrifying.

"Ning Qianqi, you despicable and shameless villain, return my hundred refining stones!"

"Zhao Chang, let you force me to break up with Nian'er, let you have dirty thoughts about her, I will beat you to death today!"

Suddenly, among these inner disciples who followed Wang Yue, those who had been bullied by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were all red-eyed at this moment, and they let out a hoarse cry while rushing towards the enemy with murderous energy.

Bang, bang!

Suddenly, the sound of punching and kicking in this place was endless, and those Sword Pavilion disciples who had bullied the weak were all retaliated by the bitter master back then, and the latter shot so ruthlessly that even the other Sword Pavilion disciples trembled as they watched from the sidelines, and secretly swore in their hearts that they would never bully anyone weaker than themselves at will in the future.

"Okay, let's stop here! Revenge must be restrained, if you are too ruthless, what is the difference between you and these people?" Finally, Wang Yue felt that it was almost over, so he spoke loudly and motioned for these people to stop.

"Huh, it's so cool! See if you dare to bully people!" In the end, under Wang Yue's admonition, these inner disciples slowly stopped their hands, and their faces showed satisfaction after revenge.

"Beat, beat, I'll kill you! Let you rob my mother's life-saving money and kill my mother!"

"After you snatched my spirit stone, you beat me unconscious in bed, so that I didn't even see the last side of my mother!"

"Woo, I'll kill you today and let you give my mother my life!"

However, among these inner disciples, one of them did not listen to Wang Yue's persuasion, and still clenched his fists, and with all his strength, he hit the Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him with one punch.

This person is none other than the inner disciple who had no money to treat his mother because the spirit stone was robbed, so that his mother finally died.

"Fight, keep fighting, use some more force! Do you think you can hurt me with your fists and legs?"

"If I had known, I would have beaten you son of a son to death and let you go down there to be the company of that bitch!"

As for the Sword Pavilion disciple who was being beaten by this person, although he couldn't fight back and was beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, he basically didn't have any major problems, and he still had a fierce look in his eyes, and he insulted this inner disciple with no intention of repentance.

"I won't say much nonsense, you have the ability to beat me to death!"

"Even if the true qi in my body is sealed and my supernatural powers are not revealed, I can't kill you as a waste of martial arts eightfold cultivation!"

And the next moment, this Sword Pavilion disciple laughed even more arrogantly, and his words did not hide his contempt for the victim.

As this Sword Pavilion disciple said, although he was sealed by Wang Yue with many abilities with the ancient lamp supernatural power, his physical toughness was still far beyond that of a Martial Dao Realm cultivator, and with the ability of that thin inner disciple alone, he couldn't be injured at all, let alone killed.

"If you have the ability, you will follow Wang Yue I! After today's work, I will go and ask for your dog's life!"

The next moment, this Sword Pavilion disciple's eyes showed a fierce look, and he did not hide his killing intent towards the inner disciple.

"He can't, what about me?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for today's business!"

Who knew that the next moment, Wang Yue strode forward with a mocking smile on his face, and the figure cast in the moonlight shrouded this Sword Pavilion disciple like a god of death.

"No, this matter is a grudge between me and this person, it has nothing to do with you, Wang Yue, you can't kill me!"

Seeing this scene, the arrogant look on the face of this Sword Pavilion disciple finally disappeared, and the whole person became panicked, and his body began to tremble, only then did he remember that behind this inner disciple, there was still a Wang Yue standing!

"As you said, this matter is a grudge between you and him, of course I won't kill you" Hearing this, Wang Yue actually nodded slightly, and an indifferent smile appeared on his face:

"But I'll teach him how to kill you!"

Whoa!――

The next moment, before Wang Yue's words fell, he had already taken out a dagger with a shining luster from his arms and handed it to this inner disciple, it was the treasure of the Thousand Families that he had snatched from Qian Wangchen, the high-grade spiritual weapon Dust Breaking Dagger!

With the cultivation of this inner disciple and the degree of true qi condensation, it is completely impossible and unrealistic to want to kill a Divine Ability Realm monk with one punch.

Just like an elephant, even if it stands there motionless, it is not something that can be gnawed to death.

But now, with the help of the power of the high-grade spiritual weapon, everything will be different, and this inner disciple can easily take the life of the Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him!

"No, you can't kill me, I'm a disciple of the Sword Pavilion! Kill me, the Sword Pavilion will definitely not give up!"

"Wang Yue, you executioner, if you instigate this person to kill me, you will be punished in the future!"

"Woo, Sword Pavilion Master Help! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

Suddenly, this Sword Pavilion disciple lost his human form in horror, and he couldn't stop struggling in place, crying loudly.

But no matter how much this man struggles, his fate is destined to be unchangeable!

"Kill!"

The next moment, accompanied by the hysterical shouting of this inner disciple, the cold light of the Broken Dust Dagger flashed, and a stream of hot blood immediately erupted from the neck of the Sword Pavilion disciple, dyeing the night sky red!

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