"Seven Swords Intercept the Sky!"

This person shouted, the sword qi in his body roared, the golden pill ran wildly, and the spiritual power roared.

Behind it appeared seven huge long swords, sharp and fierce, almost tearing the sky to pieces!

Seven swords cut the sky.

Last year, it ranked seventy-eighth on the Vision List.

This sword cultivator has obviously obtained the true inheritance of the Heaven Interception Sword Sect, and his comprehension is extremely high, so he can comprehend this golden pill vision inherited by the sect.

The Jindan Vision can erupt into the most terrifying attack in the Jindan Realm.

And the Jindan vision of sword cultivation has a heavier killing power!

As soon as the middle-aged monk rushed to the front, there were five Great Xia guards who had a tacit understanding, broke out the technique of joint attack, and shot at the same time.

The five long knives seemed to merge into one, condensing a powerful and heavy thick-backed long knife, which fell from the sky and burst out with the momentum of cutting everything!

In addition, there were four long swords that shimmered with cold light, divided into different angles, and stabbed over.

Before it got close, the edge of the sword body was already chilling!

The most terrifying attack is the Jindan vision that has just been released - Seven Swords Intercepting the Heavens!

"Kill him, kill him!"

Ji Junyu's expression was hideous, and he shouted in his mouth.

The middle-aged monk's expression remained unchanged, and in the face of the oncoming attack, his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth suddenly, and a Sanskrit sound that shook the world erupted from the depths of his throat!

"Buzz!"

This syllable is extremely strange, and it is definitely not the normal script of the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

Speaking from the mouth of a middle-aged monk, there is an inexplicable power!

Although the middle-aged monk's body did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, the Sanskrit sound was rolling, resounding through the heavens and the earth, reverberating endlessly, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and reach people's hearts!

This is the Sanskrit sound that erupts just with the power of the viscera and the power of the mouthpiece!

"Huh?"

"Sonic mystery?"

The expressions of the three primordial infant true monarchs in mid-air changed slightly.

You must know that the sonic secret technique is the rarest secret art in the cultivation world, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and only some super sects and top forces can inherit it.

This Daming mantra is the secret technique of the Daming Temple, which has been lost for 10,000 years.

The longevity of Yuanying Zhenjun is no more than 1,000 years at most, and the three Yuanying Zhenjun naturally can't recognize the origin of this secret technique.

On the battlefield, the ten Jindan real people who shot directly opposite were caught off guard, and they were all shocked.

The back long sword in the hands of the five Great Xia guards, and the long sword in the hands of the four sword cultivators, all showed a trace of stagnation.

Such stagnation, in the eyes of ordinary monks, may not be nothing.

But in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, it is really a huge flaw!

A trace of stagnation means that there is a trace of exhaustion in strength!

The middle-aged monk did not dodge or dodge, but took the first step, and slammed his arm with his backhand, like a thick steel whip, slamming on the five thick-backed long knives.

Click!

The long knives were all shattered.

The five Great Xia guards changed color in shock.

The five of them were about to retreat and dodge, but they found that the middle-aged monk did not continue to chase them, and turned their heads to pounce on the other four sword cultivators of the Heaven Intercepting Sword Sect.

Before the five of them could react, another Sanskrit sound exploded in their ears!

It's really a blast.

It's like thunder ringing in your ears!

"Well!"

The eyes of the five people were round, and they were instantly covered with bloodshots, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

I only felt like my head had been smashed hard by a heavy hammer, and I lost consciousness for a short time.

The four sword cultivators of the Heaven Intercepting Sword Sect had just come to their senses and were about to continue to make a move when they heard the second Sanskrit sound.

The faces of the four of them were painful, and their facial features were distorted together, not to mention continuing to shoot, the long sword in their hands could no longer be held.

The middle-aged monk's eyes were cold, and he crashed directly in front of the four of them, and in an instant, he threw four punches in a row, directly blasting the heads of the four sword cultivators!

The last sword cultivator was left, and he never made a move.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't!

The two Sanskrit sounds fell, and this person's heart was shocked, and the seven huge long swords behind him shook before they could be completely condensed, and there was a faint tendency to collapse!

This person is too busy to take care of himself, how can he still deal with the middle-aged monk.

In a flash, the four fellow disciples had already fallen.

And at this time, the middle-aged monk had already killed him!

The next moment, his pupils contracted violently!

In his sight, the middle-aged monk actually opened his mouth again!

"What!"

The third Sanskrit sound is coming!

The first to suffer were the five Great Xia guards who were standing still.

Under the impact of three consecutive Sanskrit sounds, scarlet blood has flowed out between the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the five people!

Seven Tricks Bleed!

It seems that there are no wounds on the bodies of the five people.

But their heads have been shaken to pieces!

The five of them had gloomy eyes and fell straight down.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged monk never touched them, and was completely shocked to death by the three Sanskrit sounds!

And the only remaining sword cultivator, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

Under the impact of the three Sanskrit sounds, his Jindan vision was already trembling, and it could collapse at any time!

He has cultivated for more than 200 years and has fought countless battles, and he can be regarded as a genius of the Heaven Interception Sword Sect.

But he had never seen this way of fighting.

There are no spiritual power fluctuations in the body.

Just by sound, you can shake the power of his vision!

In other words, if there is no Jindan vision protection, under the impact of these three Sanskrit sounds, even if he does not die, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured!

The next moment, the middle-aged monk came to the front and opened his mouth again!

"Phew!"

The fourth Sanskrit sound!

At the same time, at the moment when the fourth Sanskrit sound came, the middle-aged monk made a brazen move, and his huge fist smashed directly on the Jindan vision!

Click!

Seven long swords, all broken!

The rest of Jin Dan Zhenren saw that his teeth were sour, and his face was shocked.

Where have you ever seen such power?

The Jindan vision is the most powerful means of the Jindan Zhenren.

Even the most top-notch spiritual arts may not be able to compete with it.

And now, everyone has seen someone with flesh and blood, shaking the vision of Jindan!

The most terrifying thing is that the Seven Swords of the Heaven Interception Sword Sect, under this person's Sanskrit sound and fists, are as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog!

Burst!

The vision of Jin Dan shattered, and the only remaining sword cultivator was shocked, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged monk didn't give him any chance at all, stepped forward, stretched out his fingers, and tapped lightly at the man's throat.

Click!

This man's throat bone was shattered and he died on the spot!

Ji Junyu was completely frightened.

He really didn't expect that ten Jindan real people, and even a strong man who cultivated the Jindan vision, couldn't stop the middle-aged monk for a moment!

The whole process is a long one, but in reality, it is only three breaths.

Before Ji Junyu could react, the middle-aged monk had already killed him!

At this time, even Gu Suqi and Tianchen, the two Yuanying Zhenjun, wanted to come to the rescue, but it was too late.

"Dare!"

Tianchen Zhenjun caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but change his expression greatly, and he snorted.

"Bald donkey, if you dare to hurt his life, you will definitely die today!"

Gu Su Qi said coldly.

(End of chapter)