Chang Xi didn't bother to care about the eyes of the Xuanjia Gong Yin Owl to the extreme, the sword qi in his chest seemed to be endless, and with the help of the divine power, the demonic power within a radius of thousands of miles roared, gathering from all directions, circling above the sky into a terrifying black tornado, and the wind was raging, pouring straight into Chang Xi's body that was like a mayfly in comparison.

Chang Xi, who has the supreme title and is comparable to immortal bones, embraces all rivers, and a large amount of demonic power pours into his body, but it is strange that he does not see half of it rising. Not to mention anything else, just at this moment, the qi pavilion under his feet was replenished with a massive amount of spiritual power transformed by demonic power, as if the entire pavilion had been renovated and decorated, as if it was already a Qionglou Yuyu with flying eaves and corners.

After eating and drinking, his eyes were like lightning and his fingers were like thunder, as if he had fallen on the baryon on the invisible chessboard in front of him, and his high sword fingers slashed down, and at this moment the sky and earth had already changed, and there were suddenly several thunderbolts in the Qilian Mountains. The demons looked up at the sky in fear, and almost didn't squirt out the feces and urine held in their stomachs.

A giant sword that was wide enough to obscure the sight of the demons seemed to fall from the sky across the ages, breaking through the sea of clouds, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the thick barrier in front of Xuanyuzhen's body.

This is the secret second-style forbidden sword technique of Qingyun Mountain, Shangqing Breaking Clouds, taught to him by Qinglan after Chang Xi said that he wanted to go back to the demon world to find an opportunity.

Except for the ancestors of the Four Divine Beast Clan, who were still able to maintain their reluctance of calm, the rest of the great demons had long since lost their previous composure. If the young master of the dragon clan summoned thousands of swords to rain down Xiaoxiao and the Holy Son of the White Tiger Clan was forced to be in danger, which could make their Gujing Bubo's state of mind ripple, then now this giant sword that seemed to come across time and space completely made them open their mouths wide and speechless.

There is an old saying in Kyushu that chess watchers do not speak chess. Having said that, people will inevitably put themselves in their shoes and think about chess, and the same is true for watching the game. Chang Xi's hand did not know the forbidden sword technique of the number of words, and he was already faintly qualified to cross the limit of the realm, and he could threaten the life of the overhaul above the refining realm.

The elders of the four divine beast clans or the unborn powerhouses knew very well in their hearts that the sword rain that fell like thunder in the sky before could force out some of their magical powers at the bottom of the box, but this giant sword that fell from the sky was not so easy to dismiss.

The Green Dragon King pressed the shock in his heart deeply, and said with a wry smile: "Before, I thought that before the young master competed in the Holy Ring, he should take the time to learn the secret magic powers of the dragon clan as much as possible, so as to prepare more bargaining chips for today's battle." But I really never thought that the young master's realm in the human race sword path would be so profound. I'm afraid that even if the young master doesn't need to summon this sky-breaking giant sword, just with some superficial moves in the sword path, he can consume this Xuanyu Zhen and Hu Peijun alive and dead, and it is really terrifying. ”

Bai Xiaoshuang, who was sitting in the seat behind the Blue Dragon King, pulled her mother's sleeve and said very seriously: "Mother, I want the young bishop to teach me swordsmanship in the future, and I also want to be a sword immortal!"

Bai Lingshuang, who had only come back to her senses from the shock of the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword, sneered, scratched the tip of her daughter's nose and said with a smile: "My stupid daughter, you haven't thought about why the human race strayed into the demon realm at the beginning, and the eighteen kinds of weapons and roads flowed into the demon realm, and other weapons are used by a large number of clans, but there are few demon beasts in the way of the sword? There are many reasons for this, not to mention that the young master has half of the human blood, you don't have it." ”

The Heavenly Dragon King took over, "I have heard the saying of the human race before, saying that the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, I am afraid that this is the reason why the young master's sword skills are superb." ”

Bai Xiaoshuang was ignorant, and looked at Chang Xi's sword immortal demeanor in a daze.

The Great Demon of the Divine Journey Realm of the major clans still had to ask themselves, and it was not difficult to imagine what kind of despair Xuanyu who was looking directly at the sword blade approaching step by step at this moment.

The Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword fell from the sky, and every time it fell, the sword pressure generated by the surging sword qi would increase exponentially, and the original smooth and mirror-like Holy Ring had already been destroyed, and Xuanyuzhen's already pale face became more and more ugly. Her Xuan Turtle Tu Bai Lian can indeed be claimed as the first-class defensive magic power in the demon world, but in the final analysis, it has to be about who uses it and who uses it, what is the use of a freak like the young master of the dragon clan today?

She suddenly felt that she was so ridiculous, and she also felt that the so-called alliance between the White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan had also become ridiculous. She was not optimistic about this kind of alliance that harmed others and benefited herself, but she was a woman, even if she was the patriarch's heir, it would not be her turn to point fingers.

The dragon clan has been in decline for countless years, and finally bottomed out, and there is such an unreasonable monster, and it doesn't even use the blood power of the dragon clan to overwhelm her and Hu Peijun, if he goes all out from the beginning, what will the result be?

Xuanyu really didn't think about it, because she couldn't think about it.

The Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword rose to the extreme in her distracted gaze, until countless sword patterns on the sword body that were sketched by the ancients filled her entire field of vision.

The tip of the sword hit the thick tortoise shell, as if it was a muffled thunder explosion without warning in winter, the tip of the sword shattered inch by inch, and at the same time, there were cracks on the tortoise shell that had never been seen before, and there was no blood on Xuanyu's face.

Instinctively believing her instincts, she chose to demonize the body of the basalt turtle, trying to continue to resist the force that could almost crush her body.

Until the end, the myth of the inviolability of the law in front of him was finally shattered into nothingness under the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword, and the thick barrier was wiped out, and the Xuanyu real cannonball that the ancestor had entrusted to act on the opportunity exploded like a cannonball, and the huge Xuanwu turtle body slammed into the prohibition on the edge of the holy ring, bursting out a cloud of blood mist, unconscious.

The throne under Xuanjiagong's ass was shattered into powder the moment Xuanyuzhen hit the prohibition, and he angrily overturned the fruit plate table in front of him, and just as his eyes were red and he was about to make a move, an incomparably cold terrifying dragon power descended directly on his head.

Xuanjia Gong turned his head to look at Hu Xiaotian with difficulty, but found that the latter didn't care about him or his daughter at all, so he sat on the ground in frustration.

Chang Xi looked at this coldly, he was already a rare subordinate to show mercy.

Hu Peijun, who had not extended any help to Xuan Yuzhen from beginning to end, finally saw that the power of the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword was exhausted, and his body that had been holding back for a long time burst out close to the ground, pulling out a series of explosions that broke through the sound barrier.

Tiger Peijun began to run, the obsidian ground as fragile as bean dregs beneath his feet. He regarded the Holy Ring as a big drum, every foot was like a drum, and every step was accumulating strength for him, causing the scene of the earth dragon turning over in the ring that can only be seen in a place with loose soil. The power of the majestic white tiger's bloodline caused the chaotic demonic power to reunite, transforming into a magnificent scenery of thousands of fierce tigers running together!

The murderous knife in his hand turned into a thick blood light, which actually merged into his arm, and his whole person began to bend over and run on all fours, and the speed went up to a higher level, and in an instant, he had turned into the murderous appearance of the white tiger's body, and half of his cheeks were blurred with flesh and blood.

The huge white tiger stepped the holy ring out of a deep pit nearly a thousand zhang in size with the last kick, and with the invincible spirit of pulling out the mountains and rivers, in the midst of the roar of the tiger, and the torrent of tigers behind him who were not afraid of death jumped high into the sky, vowing to knock the heavenly sword immortal down to the mortal dust!