The Hao Dàng Void Heavenly Sword was constantly flickering as the sword really rose into the air. TXT eBook Download**

At this moment, the Supreme Disciple had not yet come to stop him, but he found that Jian Weizhen, who was among the seventeen killing giant swords, had already prepared everything there.

In a blur, he turned into a sword, a sword of punishment that was on par with heaven and earth.

Raise the long sword in your hand. With his own sword, he hooked the luck of countless heavens and earths. Everything is sharpened. It seems that all of them have become the belonging of the sword, and they all reveal the edge of the sword!

Everyone knows that this sword must be terrifying. Now this disciple of the Spirit Lord has actually begun to assimilate everything, so that all existence has become an extension of his sword! Jian Weizhen instantly turned into a sword, fusing with the seventeen heavenly swords. Swoop down from under the Nine Heavens!

The wind, up. Clouds, appeared.

The heavens and the earth are dark. Countless thunderclouds breathe and then the sky appears. Hideous lightning flashed through the clouds. In an instant, they roared and roared. And then it crashes downwards!

The speed is extremely fast, it is simply a matter of thousands of miles!

Eventually, they caught up with Jian Weizhen who was swooping down, but instead of harming him, these forces of destruction began to stack on top of him.

Suddenly, all the swords that fit into the world seemed to have become a sword of heavenly punishment, which could destroy the present world and suppress the eons!

Seeing this scene, even several Supreme Spirit Emperors stood up in shock!

They didn't think of it. This genius disciple, but the peak of the Spirit Lord can induce the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. Turn the heavens for your own use, slaughter everything, and kill countless faiths!

"In the past, he fused a sword and dumped the world. Now, I will use my long sword and the power of heavenly punishment to purify the world!"

An oppressive voice suddenly came from behind the sword that fused the Heavenly Sword and the Heavenly Thunder.

The oppressive force is simply irresistible.

Feel the powerful and direct destructive force. Even the night with a silent will moved his eyes slightly. But in an instant, that bō movement was replaced by regret, a regret that seemed to have lost its glory.

The power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword that exploded in an instant could even make the Supreme King feel threatened. Now, that Supreme Disciple finally stopped hiding anything.

The momentum belonging to his quasi-high-level spirit king exploded, and the belief of invincibility arose spontaneously.

Heavenly punishment?

I went against the sky, and I resisted alone!

One punch, another punch, another simple punch!

But this time, it is full of the true power of the king. He didn't keep his hand, because he knew that if he kept his hand, he would be defeated!

He is a generation of supreme, against the spirit lord, how can he allow failure!

Even if he is a peerless genius who transcends heaven and earth, he can't do it!

With a will that does not respect heaven and earth. The two finally met.

The terrifying qi làng rampaged the heavens and the earth. Countless disciples had already spat blood from their mouths and flew out. The clouds above the entire sky were completely shattered into pieces under this blow.

At this moment, the space actually set off a ripple that could not be checked.

The extreme collision of the two actually made the space coerced. Although they are still far from the power of the shattered void. However, the collision of these two forces made the moment of destruction in the center reach a level of slowly affecting the space.

At this moment, a supreme being waved his arm slightly.

A curtain of crystal light shrouded the ring. And the more powerful collision and destruction force only hit this light curtain, but it didn't even produce a ripple.

Supreme Spirit Emperor, supreme.

With a wave of your hand, you have great power.

Slowly, the heavens and the earth were calm, and everything returned to its previous state, but on the ring, the pit ten feet deep was always telling the horror of the collision just now.

The whole ring is gone. The ring, which was built with polar jīng stone, was directly wiped out with the full force of a high-level grandmaster.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples broke out in a cold sweat. They understood that if it weren't for the supreme attack at the last moment, I was afraid that the aftermath of this collision would be enough to seriously injure most of them, and it was not impossible that they would even fall!

Not paying attention to the scene of destruction, everyone began to look for the two people who collided. But just glanced at it, but they gasped countless times one by one.

At this moment, above the sky, Jian Weizhen is still standing with a sword. It's just that the whole body is already ragged. Hundreds of wounds, large and small, were all over the body, and countless bright reds had soaked the tattered clothes. His face was extremely pale, and there were a few distinct red marks at the corners of his mouth, which were the blood stasis he spat out after his serious injury.

And the supreme disciple opposite, although there was not the slightest change in his breath, but the clothes that were originally bright could no longer cover his body.

After blessing the aura, his body was so strong that it was comparable to that of the sect rank, and in the end, he also had countless tiny wounds. On it, the blood is not dry, but it is still eye-catching.

"Senior Brother Sword, you actually injured a spirit king!"

"The true senior brother is too powerful! This kind of toughness directly crossed the great rank of the grandmaster, and the middle-level supreme was injured!"

"Legendary genius, peerless genius!"

...

Discussions continued to sound, and they were boiling.

Even if today's Qingxia Sect has many geniuses, there are countless strong people. It has reached the absolute peak of 50,000 years. But this kind of leapfrogging challenge is unique!

"Who said that Senior Brother Jian is the third disciple of this generation! I think that even the first Senior Brother Cang and the second Senior Sister Ling are both out, and they are definitely not his opponents!"

"I don't know who is more powerful now, Senior Brother Sword or the first two senior brothers and sisters..."

At this moment, many people began to compare Jian Weizhen with the Night Feather Spirit. Even some disciples even thought that he had surpassed those two senior brothers and sisters!

The peak spirit lord can make the middle-level supreme injure, and such a power can seriously injure the first-level supreme!

With such combat power, although it can't kill the Spirit King, it can already be defined as the supreme combat power!

Listening to these disciples constantly holding the former first disciple and comparing it with Jian Weizhen. Those disciples and senior brothers who knew everything just smiled slightly, and didn't explain much at all.

The horror of the night, the battle of the night. Except for that generation of disciples, there are few circulations.

Now, among the 50,000 new disciples, those who know its greatness are not even one in a hundred.

The peak spirit master, the combat power that defines the beginner spirit king? Maybe it's great, it's very powerful. After all, he was only thirty-two years old.

But in this way, I want to compare it to the night...

Those disciples who knew everything were just laughing. Like a mockery, like a kind laugh...

Finally, the sword in the sky could no longer support it, and his body staggered. To be able to stay above the void is already beyond his limit.

In such a situation, he was already shocked. But all the time, the sword never fell. Even if the outcome is decided, even if there is no point in standing. But he still can't get down!

Gaze, just staring in one direction.

The disciples of the older generation followed his gaze and saw a silver-haired and blue-faced young man, quietly sitting in the seat of the newcomer disciples. At this moment, they suddenly realized.

The sword is true, if it is in the era when the night does not come out and the feather spirit does not appear. Maybe it's a lot of time. However, compared to back then, Cang Ye, who was less than twenty years old, with the same peak spirit master's combat power, had the sole possession of the disciples who were comparable to the four peak supremes at the last moment, and after winning or losing, all the glory now was nothing.

His gaze has been on Cangye's body since the confrontation ended!

is also a swordsman, Cangye is called the Night Emperor of the Broken Dynasty, the one who is the master of the sword, the Night Emperor of a sword!

He is a true sword, he can ignore the Spirit Emperor, and even look at the giants, but he can only respect the night.

He doesn't fall, just to get his approval!

Seeing this scene, everyone understood more and more the greatness of the night at this moment. Unconsciously, this young junior disciple has become the leader of the jīng god of the disciples' generation.

Finally, after a long time, when Jian Weizhen seemed to faint in the next moment, Cangye stood up.

Looking at Jian Weizhen, whose eyes suddenly shone at this moment, Cangye just shook his head. Sigh softly. Then he said indifferently.

"Once upon a time, you were only one step away from the Sword of the True Heaven. But five years later, you're getting farther and farther away from him..."

"Senior Brother Sword, you have disappointed me..."

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