Those who can pass the imperial primary election and participate in the battle of the gods are almost all gods and spirits.

Of the more than 20 people who besieged Yang Xiaotian, many of them were gods and spirits, and some of them were even like Zhao Wan and Xu Chao, reaching the gods and spirits fourfold!

For example, Lu Yuan, the son of the Taixu Divine Son, has reached the middle stage of the fourfold divine spirit.

Lu Yuan possessed the Immeasurable Divine Body, the Maha Divine Body, and the Nine Supreme Sword Intents, and he cultivated the Taixu Divine Code to the thirteenth level, and also joined the siege of Yang Xiaotian.

In the face of the siege of everyone, Yang Xiaotian's whole body was boiling, as if he had returned to the scene when he and the bear entered the Hades Gate and faced the trillions of disciples in the Hades Gate.

Yang Xiaotian had two more divine swords in his hand.

The sword of the cangshen in the left hand, and the sword of the heavenly god in the right hand.

Holding the double swords, he urged the fifteen mixed yuan destiny and fifteen sword hearts with all his strength, and entered the realm of selflessness, killing three in and three out among Zhao Wan, Xu Chao, and Lu Yuan.

Many powerhouses recognized the Cangshen Sword and the Tongtian Divine Sword in Yang Xiaotian's hand, and they were all shocked, especially when they saw the Tongtian Divine Sword in Yang Xiaotian's hand, their faces changed greatly.

"Heavenly Sword!" Even the First Divine Sword Yuan Wei's face changed: "He is the disciple of that kid from Hong Feng?!" ”

Qi Tian's medicine god also changed his face.

"I didn't expect Yang Xiaotian to get his mantle." Emperor Taishi also sighed, and in his mind, he couldn't help but think of a figure in a green shirt holding a sword.

The figure who once fought with a sword into the heavenly court.

"Heavenly Sword!" When Lu Yuan, the Void Divine Son, saw the Tongtian Divine Sword in Yang Xiaotian's hand, his face also changed wildly.

After Zhao Wan was shocked, his face was even more hideous: "It's just a heavenly sword, are you still afraid of a dead person?" Kill! Speaking of which, he even urged all the divine power in his body to kill Yang Xiaotian madly.

Dead person?

Yang Xiaotian's face sank, and his two swords were swung out at the same time.

"The sword comes out of yin and yang."

"The sorrow of the gods."

The sword qi shines.

In an instant, it passed through Zhao Wan's heavy defenses and hit Zhao Wan.

Zhao Wan was knocked out again.

I saw that the divine armor on his body had been cut to pieces by the sword qi.

The sword's mouth goes deep into the bone.

At this moment, suddenly, Xu Chao, who had sneaked behind Yang Xiaotian, suddenly slammed his palm on Yang Xiaotian's back.

There was a bang.

Xu Chao's face was overjoyed, but then he looked incredulous, only to see that after receiving his palm, Yang Xiaotian just shook it, and there was nothing.

The defense of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Mandate Divine Body was so strong!

In fact, how did he know that Yang Xiaotian's physical defense was so terrifying, not just because of the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Destiny Divine Body.

For so many years, how many Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water he swallowed, even he couldn't remember.

What's more, in the past few years, he has been swallowing the Star Divine Fruit, the Life Divine Fruit, and the Destiny Divine Fruit to cultivate.

Moreover, his physical body has also absorbed the heavenly rain three times.

Yang Xiaotian turned his head and stared at Xu Chao with death-like eyes.

Just when Xu Chao was about to be frightened and retreated, but he was still half a step slower, Yang Xiaotian's Tongtian Divine Sword and Cangshen Sword slashed by, and Xu Chao only felt a chill in his neck.

Then, a column of blood erupted.

Xu Chao covered his neck with both hands, but he couldn't suppress the blood column, and he looked at Yang Xiaotian in disbelief.

He never thought that an existence that he was expected to make in the top ten of the War of the Gods would die in the first game of the first round.

And it was at the hands of a holy realm.

Previously, Yang Xiaotian was just his prey in his eyes.

Xu Chao fell.

The head rolls down to the ground of the ring.

Dyeed the ring red.

"Chao'er!" He Jian, the hall master of the Temple of Destiny, looked at his disciple's corpse and screamed angrily, staring at Yang Xiaotian with blood-red eyes, his fists clenched, and he couldn't wait to rush up and blast Yang Xiaotian up.

In the ninth ring, the disciples who were originally besieging Yang Xiaotian looked at Xu Chao's corpse and stopped in fright.

Yang Xiaotian turned his head to look at Zhao Wan, who had just been knocked out.

Zhao Wan, who originally had a hideous face, saw Yang Xiaotian's eyes, and he was also frightened and retreated.

"Kill, everyone join forces to kill him!"

"Otherwise, we're all going to die!"

It's just that as soon as Zhao Wan's words fell, Yang Xiaotian's figure flashed, and he had already come to him.

Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and the Heavenly Divine Sword and the Cangshen Sword in his hand were swung.

"A sword instant!"

"God has no regrets!"

Zhao Wan roared angrily and summoned a divine shield, and at the same time, his whole body was full of divine power and frantically blasted towards Yang Xiaotian.

Rumble!

When Zhao Wan's fist slammed into Yang Xiaotian's body, Yang Xiaotian's twin swords broke through the divine shield and stabbed the opponent's throat and heart.

Yang Xiaotian was bombarded and retreated again and again, and retreated straight for more than a dozen steps, but it was fine.

However, in Zhao Wan's throat and heart, blood gushed out.

Everyone gasped.

Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and the Heavenly Divine Sword in his hand flew out, passing through the opponent's chest again, nailing Zhao Wan to the ground outside the ring.

Zhao Wan, who originally had a breath in it, was completely out of breath.

"Wan'er!" Zhao Ji, the head of the Zhao family, and the masters of the Zhao family shouted sadly.

"Yang Xiaotian, I, Zhao Liang, swear to kill you in this life! I will drink your blood and chop up your flesh. An ancestor of the Zhao family looked at the corpse of his grandson Zhao Wan, and roared even more, pointing his sword at Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian ignored the murderous eyes of Zhao Ji and the others, the head of the Zhao family, and returned the Heavenly Divine Sword to his hand and looked at Lu Yuan and the others.

Lu Fang and the remaining twenty or so disciples trembled.

"Yang Xiaotian, I admit defeat!" One of the sect gods said in a trembling voice.

However, as soon as his words fell, Yang Xiaotian's figure flashed, and he didn't use the divine sword, but punched the opponent's belly.

Shura Jin!

This punch exploded the opponent's internal organs.

The sect god was blasted out of the ring, and blood spurted wildly.

"It's useless for you to admit defeat!" Yang Xiaotian said coldly.

According to the rules of the competition, it is useless to admit defeat, only by quitting the ring is losing.

Yang Xiaotian's figure flashed again and again, and every time he flashed, a sect disciple would be blown away.

Suddenly.

Screaming and screaming.

With Yang Xiaotian's current power in the middle of the fifth stage of the Holy Realm, urging Shura Jin, how terrifying it would be, the terrifying power of Shura Jin was madly destroying everyone's internal organs.

The disciples who were blown away were lying under the ring, and their faces turned green.

After Yang Xiaotian blasted seven people away, finally, someone was so frightened that he fled from the ring in a panic.

Even Lu Yuan, the son of the Taixu God, flew out of the ring in a panic.

The area of the No. 9 ring seemed to have become a hell on the ground in the eyes of all the disciples.

The others who did not besiege Yang Xiaotian, when they saw Yang Xiaotian coming over, they all flew out of the ring directly, Zhao Wan and Xu Chao died, how could these disciples of the double god and the triple god dare to do it again.

In the end, Wang Yang of the Sword God Temple stepped forward and was swept away by Yang Xiaotian's sword.

In the ninth ring, only Yang Xiaotian was left in the end.

Yang Xiaotian was holding a pair of swords, with fifteen mixed yuan heavenly mandates on his head, and the divine light of fate on his body was entangled, and the murderous aura was so strong that many disciples were chilled.