This punch is fierce and fierce!

The strong fist wind carried a rolling evil aura, and rushed towards the Sword Ancestor!

The Sword Ancestor's expression was calm, and the sword pointed at a point, and the black dragon sword inserted in the ground roared out and blocked in front of him.

"Dang!"

The fist and the sword collide fiercely,

The sword body trembled slightly, but Jun Tian was shocked back seven or eight steps.

"You..."

Jun Tianru was empowered by a head of cold water, looking at Jian Zu in disbelief, pain, shock, anger, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, making him suffocate.

"You're floating, young man!"

Sword Ancestor said lightly.

A ray of sword light swept through his eyes, and Jun Tian only felt chills all over his body, as if he was hanging above his head by a long sword, and the terrible sense of crisis hit him, making him feel a chill in his bones.

"Just condensed the immortal body, the foundation is unstable, and you don't have a clear understanding of your own combat power, so you are in a hurry to come out and wave, your mentality is too impetuous!"

Jian Zu's words were sharp, and he directly pointed out the disadvantages of Jun Tian.

The scene was terrifying.

Although the Sword Ancestor is very strong, in fact, in terms of reputation, it is far inferior to a character like Ye Xuan...

But now, with the words of Jian Zu, the appearance of not being happy with things and not being sad about oneself is obviously just standing there, but it seems to be the incarnation of the Great Dao, which makes people feel deep awe.

This guy is definitely a terrifying powerhouse!

"Who are you to judge me?"

Jun Tian clenched his fists, and his expression was extremely ugly.

It's really embarrassing today, and the strange eyes of the people around him make him want to find a crack in the ground now.

"Your path is narrow!"

Jian Zu shook his head, that careless appearance made Jun Tian almost have a brain congestion!

"I'm going to narrow your mother!"

Jun Tian roared and attacked again!

In the first encounter just now, he knew that he might not be as good as the Sword Ancestor, but there would definitely not be much of a gap!

He was so young, he condensed the immortal body, and his achievements were limitless.

Even his father-in-law, the Northern Divine Master, said that he had the qualifications to become an immortal, and in time, he would definitely be able to stand on the top of the world in the future and become a great man in the world!

"Divine Skill is unmatched!"

Jun Tiantian really moved, his fists were in the air, and there were golden lines emerging one after another on his strong arms, the lines flickered, as if forming a formation, which quickly raised his breath, and soon reached a very terrifying point.

In just now,

In the face of the siege of the Huoyun Evil God, he had never taken it so seriously, because he knew that although the strength of the six types of powerhouses was good, it was still impossible to hurt him with an immortal body!

But Sword Ancestor is different!

This is a very mysterious, unfathomable powerhouse, and he must deal with it with all his might.

At this moment,

Jun Tian has already regarded the game with the Sword Ancestor as his battle for fame, and he wants to prove his strength thoroughly in this battle!

The crowd was speechless.

They couldn't figure out the Sword Ancestor, but they also couldn't understand Jun Tian.

Jun Tian does look very strong and fierce, but why will he be blown away several times and stabbed in the ass by six types of powerhouses? This made them have strong doubts about Juntian's strength...

"Anyone can talk big, let's see a good move under your hands!"

Jun Tian's expression was extremely cold, and he rushed straight towards the Sword Ancestor with a monstrous aura.

The Sword Ancestor's expression was flat, and he easily dodged Jun Tian's attack, and at the same time, a wisp of sword qi overflowed from the void and slashed at Jun Tian's body, cutting Jun Tian's sleeve and leaving a blood mark on his body!

But this kind of small injury is naturally nothing to Jun Tian, Jun Tian's expression is cold, his fists are swept, and between the big opening and closing, he vows to hit the Sword Ancestor hard.

"Xiaohai, look at it!"

"The sword is tangible, but the way of the sword is invisible, the way of the sword, everything can be a sword! You don't have to be stuck in any ritual vessel."

Sword Ancestor said to Shen Hai, a disciple in the distance, as he folded his hands, his mind floated, and his long hair flew wildly.

The scene suddenly set off gusts of wind,

Dust, sand, and broken wood, all the tangible things in the field were suspended, and between the sword qi, these tangible things gradually became illusory, turning into a golden sword with a handle that penetrated people's souls!

"Huh!"

Countless golden swords roared out, instantly covering Jun Tian who rushed up.

"Boom!"

A series of explosions sounded between heaven and earth, like thunder in spring and winter, setting off a mighty divine might, the power of heaven and earth pressed, the scene was extremely depressing, such a scene was too earth-shattering, creepy.

At the pinnacle of the sword, there is nothing more than this.

A moment later,

The sword qi dissipated, leaving a mess behind.

Jun Tian was covered in blood, standing there in rags, drop after drop of blood flowed out, he looked extremely miserable at this moment, and his eyes that were originally full of divinity also became gray and blank.

He couldn't accept this fact!

He fought with all his might, why was he easily disintegrated by the Sword Ancestor, an invisible sword technique, which made him tired of parrying...

"Even your stepfather, the Northern Divine Master, doesn't dare to scold me in front of me, you are really bold! He was really young and frivolous, ignorant and fearless..."

Jian Zu's tone was still flat,

But as his words fell, wisps of sword qi slowly appeared in the air.

This is the Sword Ancestor!

In the sword path to the peak, although he did not use his natal weapon Black Dragon Sword, but as if all the matter in heaven and earth can be regarded as his natal sword, every move, it is the ultimate killing move!

"You want to kill me?"

Jun Tian's voice was hoarse, and his face was yellow.

On this day,

The blow he received was too great, his mental trauma was extremely serious, and his Dao heart was about to collapse!

At this moment,

An old voice echoed the audience:

"Xiao Tian, you have just condensed the immortal body, your foundation is unstable, and you are not proficient in your own ability, so it is normal that you are not the opponent of these old guys! Don't worry about it, how many people in the same generation can compare to you? ”

"Huh~"

Everyone at the scene immediately looked away,

But I saw an old man in black who appeared not far away at some point, the wind blew, his black robe rattled, and his withered face did not look gloomy and terrifying, but looked very sacred, fairy wind bones, like fairies in the world!

"Master!"

Jun Tian muttered.

As soon as this statement came out,

There was an uproar at the scene!

Juntian even has a master!

The next moment.

"Boom~"

The void trembled slightly, and several unfathomable old men in black robes walked out!

no doubt

These old men are all ancient in the Northern Divine Mountain, and they are terrifying characters who live in the Divine Pavilion all the year round, and they have survived the catastrophe of the Era, and may have dealt with immortals!

"You've gone too far!"

"The sacred mountain lasts forever, how can you destroy it if you want to!"

An ancient man of the Northern Divine Mountain opened his cloudy eyes and looked at the Sword Ancestor, at Gu Yuan, and at Chen Beixuan.

"It's fun now!"

"Play big! The ancient Divine Pavilion would not show up easily because of its longevity, but now that it has appeared, I am afraid that none of the people who came to make trouble today will be able to leave! ”

When the two great god lords of the west and south saw several black-robed old men appear, a solemn color immediately appeared on their faces.

As a god,

They know the weight of the Divine Pavilion best!

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