No, I am the chief disciple of the God of Meng, the Extinction Sword Saint Shen Tu Jing. ”

The middle-aged man was silent, stared at Yuan Jie, and said calmly.

"Oh, God Meng didn't dare to come, so he sent a kitten and a puppy like you to make up the numbers, right?" Yuan Jie grabbed the tip of the knife and gently broke it, and suddenly saw that the tip of the black knife that was abnormally hard was broken.

Their words, others simply do not hear.

The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, his eyes were like knives, and his fierce light was shining, as a top martial saint, he could be said to be above 10,000 people under one person in Mengshen Castle, and he could be said to be the first person under Mengshen, but he didn't expect to be called a kitten and a puppy by the very young person in front of him, how could he bear it with his arrogant heart.

But he knew that he had no ability to fight back in front of this person at all, and the blow of his sneak attack was easily blocked by the other party, and the person in front of him was definitely the same level as the master.

Looking at the battle below, he once again fell through his glasses, and the seemingly invincible knife was actually blocked by the Yuan Shi Supreme.

The morale of the Baijia Army, which had already suffered setbacks, plummeted again, but the morale of the Yuanmeng soldiers increased greatly, and their eyes lit up one by one, and they were eager to fight with the Baijia soldiers below again.

Those generals of the White Armor Army were also mourned one by one, originally thinking that the real powerhouse of Mengshen Castle had arrived, but who expected it to fail.

Lu Ping looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "Mengshen, now only Mengshen can fight against it." ”

Outside the Imperial Palace.

Emperor Meng Xiaodi finally showed a smile on his face. Unexpectedly, Yuan Jie actually won. It looked like the victory was easy. He asked the old eunuch: "Old An." Is that black-robed man God? ”

Old Eunuch An's face was a little hesitant. In fact, he had not seen the god Meng. Although the black-robed man in front of him is very strong. But he was easily defeated by Yuan Jie. Even the weapons were broken. Is this really a rumor of being invincible?

"The old slave doesn't know.

”

Emperor Meng Xiao nodded. Exhale. Finally, he said, "Probably not." God is not so weak. ”

The old eunuch thought the same way.

After all, the power of God is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"God, since you're here, don't hide."

Yuan Jie raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like electricity, and the hole shot into a void, and at the same time, the silver hand suddenly slapped at the black-robed man with a palm.

Rumble!

The void twisted, and there was a shocking explosion out of thin air, and the black-robed man turned into a rain of blood, and with a strong whirlwind blowing, the blood rain was swept into it, dyeing the whirlwind into a bloody color.

Call! Call! Call!

The blood-colored whirlwind turned into a hurricane vortex like a tornado in the blink of an eye, and rolled wildly in the direction that Yuan Jie was looking at.

Everyone's faces turned pale, if the previous knife was not very visual, it only acted on their hearts, but now this hurricane has put double pressure on them visually and psychologically.

Such a terrifying hurricane, and it is still rapidly increasing, if it attacks the White Armor Army, I am afraid that the million army will not be enough for it to swallow.

The hurricane in front of me was one after another, and the violent whistling sound hit everyone's eardrums and nerves all the time.

What's even more special is that the speed of this hurricane is extremely fast, I don't know how many times faster than an ordinary hurricane, and many people are swept into it without even reacting.

Under such a terrifying hurricane, no life can escape, just like the power of heaven and earth, all secretly frightened, such a terrifying hurricane, is it really made by the Yuan Shi Supreme?

"Haha, I didn't expect that there was another peerless powerhouse in the world, the Yuan Shi Supreme, let me be God's hand to meet you."

A vast and domineering voice suddenly sounded in the heavens and the earth, full of endless confidence and domineering, as if it could accommodate the vastness of all rivers, just with this momentum, it was stronger than the black-robed man who was photographed into a rain of blood by Yuan Jie before, I don't know how many times.

They are both top martial saints, but the gap is huge.

Crash!

A sound sounded like the flow of a stream, and suddenly, the huge and terrifying hurricane that had taken shape was split in half, in the center of the split hurricane, a man dressed in a black robe, with black hair draped behind him casually, and a long knife like a wooden knife on his back, his whole body was leisurely and quiet, and he could not see any domineering, which was diametrically opposed to the sound, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Those eyes were warm and peaceful, with a faint smile on their elegant faces, looking at Yuan Jie, and the gaze was like spring water flowing from a clear spring, peaceful and quiet.

"Mengshen, let the White Armor Army withdraw its troops, within a radius of thousands of miles from the capital of Mengjing, not a single soldier of the White Armor Army is allowed, and the deity doesn't want to make too many killings."

Yuan Jie was not surprised to see Meng Shen appear in the divisive hurricane.

Whew!

The hurricane cracked, and after a while, it finally dissipated, but the land swept by the hurricane was a wolf, and almost a tenth of the huge white-armored barracks were destroyed.

Meng Shen stood in the void, his face was calm and calm, but his voice was full of domineering: "Haha, Yuan Shi Supreme, whether the White Armor Army has withdrawn its troops, let's talk about it after fighting!" ”

, backhand pulled out the knife on his back, it was a slender, wooden, tree ring T7 road, the whole withered yellow long knife.

"Yuan Shi Supreme, this is the old man's Mengshen Knife, which has not been pulled out for nearly two hundred years."

Meng Shen looked at the withered yellow Mengshen knife, and his warm gaze seemed to be fused with the withered yellow blade, and a warm vitality appeared on the withered yellow blade. The long knife, which looked like a dead tree, was refreshed by glasses and came back to life.

"Good knives."

Yuan Jie's eyes lit up when he saw the withered yellow Mengshen knife, this was a knife that had been given life.

Suddenly, Yuan Jie's body turned into a streamer of light and rushed towards the direction of Meng Shen, this was the first time Yuan Jie took the initiative to do it.

Meng Shen's warm gaze suddenly became fierce, as if from a warm spring breeze to a biting cold wind, the long knife shook, and a withered yellow sword light rose up, surrounding the body, wrapped in Meng Shen also rushed up.

Two streamers collided together at once.

Boom!

A pleasant voice seemed to sound from the bottom of people's hearts, which made people's originally tense heartstrings relax and relax at once.

The two figures were separated by a touch in the air, standing in the air a hundred meters apart.

A Ling Ran's aura was stirring within this hundred meters, but no aura suppression could be sensed elsewhere.

People of the level of Yuan Jie and Meng Shen can already completely restrain their breath, and the energy condensation will not spread out.

Being able to achieve this level represents the pinnacle of the use of the power of the realm by the gods.

The ultimate at every level is the ultimate use of a kind of power, which can be 100% controlled.

As a pseudo-god-level existence, Yuan Jie is naturally handy in using the power of the fusion domain, and with the use of the power of the law domain at a higher level, he has a deeper control over the fusion domain at the lower level, which is much higher than that of Mengshen.

This is a huge gap brought about by the realm.

Meng Shen's face was pale, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and those eyes were full of fierceness at the moment, and Mengshen's knife was even more fierce.

"You're strong." Forcibly enduring the boiling qi and blood and the raging internal force, Meng Shen gritted his teeth and said word by word.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly at this moment, and the withered yellow Mengshen knife body actually appeared with fine cracks like spider webs.

Yuan Jie stood there, as steady as Mount Tai, his hand gently holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the breath of his whole body merged with the Dragon Slaying Sword, exuding a terrifying unparalleled sword intent.

"Mengshen, seeing that your cultivation is not easy, I don't want to kill you, hurry up and retreat, don't ruin your thousand-year-old cultivation."

A faint voice sounded, Yuan Jie's expression was indifferent, and there was no killing intent in his eyes.

He was able to defeat Meng Shen so easily, in addition to the reason of the realm, he also had the advantage of weapons, although the opponent's Meng Shen Sword belonged to the level of divine soldiers, but compared to the Dragon Slaying Sword, there was a lot of gap.

Although he only fought one move just now, Yuan Jie found that this Mengshen's sword technique had reached the extreme.

If it weren't for the weapon, he could really fight with Yuan Jie.

There is no way, a super martial saint like Meng Shen who cultivates the way of the sword, has cultivated the sword all his life, and his perception of the way of the sword has reached an unimaginable situation.

And Yuan Jie's swordsmanship has not been cultivated for a long time, even if he is extremely talented, it is impossible to compare with the other party's more than 1,000 years of cultivation.

What's more, he also specializes in swordsmanship.

The fierceness in Mengshen's eyes was condensed and not dispersed, but at this time, his heart was turbulent, unable to calm down, he didn't expect that the gap between himself and the person in front of him would be so big, how could it be? He has basically reached the extreme of the knife path, and if he breaks through the last layer, he can advance to the true god level of the broken void.

Could it be that the Origin Supreme in front of him, who doesn't look very old, has broken through the Martial Saint level and belongs to the existence of a true god?

"You have broken through the Martial Saint and entered the True God Level?" Meng Shen stared at Yuan Jie, as if a hungry lone wolf met the eyes of a prey.

He had been staying at the extreme of the Martial Saint for hundreds of years, and he had never been able to find a way to break through the last layer, not to mention him, the same level powerhouses of the other eight holy lands were the same, all of them could not break through to the True God level.

So far, he had never heard of the existence of a true god-level powerhouse.

Five hundred years later, he even doubted that the true god level really existed.

But now, a strong man who easily defeated him has appeared.

The person in the world who can defeat him does not exist at all, and he already represents the pinnacle of the Martial Saint.

The only one who can defeat him is the true god level.

"True God?" Yuan Jie squinted at him.

In this world, the true god should be the kind of strong person who can shatter the void and fly to the god realm!

It's a pity that after ascending, it is not so simple to enter the divine realm, and you must also accept the test of life and death before you can be reincarnated.

However, in the current God Realm, the reincarnation hall has been closed, and the channel representing ascension has been cut off.

What's more, flying up is not to be caught in the shackles of life, just like not being in the upper and lower realms.

ps: second update