Just now! Just when Li Xuan was out of wreckage, the middle-aged man's eyes burst into divine light.

He had a deep old wound in his body, and after a moment of fighting, he finally forcibly condensed all his spiritual power, and his body suddenly moved. Don't care about the consequences of forcibly unsealing all the cultivation. He knew that if he didn't make a move at this moment, Li Xuan, the Drifting Rain Sword, would definitely hate him on the spot.

As the middle-aged man's spiritual power continued to be unsealed, his aura had climbed to an extremely terrifying level, and the black mark in the center of his eyebrows also showed signs of gradually expanding, and wisps of pure alien death qi emanated from his forehead, as if it was torturing his divine soul!

"Boom!" At this moment, the spiritual power fluctuations in the middle-aged man's body were like waves roaring, terrifying. Even the long knife in his hand was swallowing bursts of clouds and mist at this moment, and the glow shimmered, making his whole person's breath even more unpredictable!

This is a fluctuation of spiritual power that only a Divine Martial Realm cultivator can have!

The middle-aged man kicked the sky with one arrow step, raised his sword over the top, and slashed at Yang Qingtian fiercely! At this time, the attention of many cultivators in the field had been attracted to the past as Li Xuan's identity was revealed.

When Yang Qingtian, the deputy sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, noticed the sword qi, the figure of the middle-aged man had already appeared above his head, and he wanted to dodge, but it was already too late!

The sword light broke through the sky, as if it rolled up the clouds on the horizon, and countless lines fell down, setting off the breath of the middle-aged man like a god. The sword is like a dreamlike beauty, but it makes Yang Qingtian's soul come to an end!

At this moment, the whole person of the middle-aged man exuded a majesty of eternal vicissitudes. The knife that was swung out contained an unstoppable might!

A powerful coercion was overwhelming, and it seemed that all the clouds in the sky were merged into the light of this sword. The incomparably brilliant sword light is like a rainbow, wonderful and impermanent, but it contains an incomparably penetrating killing machine!

Colorful clouds fill the sleeves, and the knife outlines the shock!

In the middle of the middle-aged man's swing of the knife, the cultivators who made the move all felt their bodies sink suddenly, as if they were firmly fixed to the ground by something, and they didn't move at all! It seemed that the entire sacred mountain was falling at this moment, pressing down on everyone in the field, and the sky fell by three points! This kind of horror was even more felt by Yang Qingtian, who was directly below the sword.

The tide listens to the rain sword, and the twilight hears the shocking sword. Almost all the people who saw this knife were already dead!

The frost and snow in the distance saw this knife, and the light in his eyes burst out: Such a knife is almost about to open up the heavens and the earth, and the divine power in it is simply unheard of for him! Could it be that the middle-aged man who traveled all the way is actually a powerhouse in the realm of divine martial arts? Seeing this, Jiang Baihe also took a deep breath.

The demeanor of the middle-aged man's sword, the entire divine grace cultivator, is simply unsurpassed!

I saw that the sword was swallowed, and the dozens of squares centered on Yang Qingtian were all misty, and even the ground under it was already faintly about to plow out a ravine.

The sword light came out, as if the sky was shattering, Yang Qingtian couldn't help but exclaim! He immediately recognized what kind of move this was, and he immediately knew who the middle-aged man in front of him was!

"Peng!" I saw that Yang Qingtian was hit by this blow, all the flying swords he transformed were shattered, and the whole person was like a tattered kite floating in the air, making a whirring sound, constantly flying out upside down, and the sword qi he formed behind Li Xuan also suddenly dissipated!

Li Xuan had a smile on his face, he had the Hetu Luo book, and through the black death mark on the middle-aged man's eyebrows earlier, he had already known the true identity of this middle-aged man-Hao Wujiang, the lord of the Divine Grace Country! Although Li Xuan had a certain number in his heart, but with Hao Wujiang's blow, he was also a little shaken, this knife, there was an endless style, wrapped in monstrous power!

Yang Qingtian's whole person was planted head-on, his upper body seemed to be stuck into the turf, he struggled a few times, and there seemed to be a faint black qi running on the surface of his body, and he actually broke through the ground directly, coughing up blood in his mouth, and looking at Hao Wujiang with cold eyes.

"Hiss~~" The cultivators of several major sects in the field all gasped, and even many people under the sword had already been divided into two before they even let out a scream! Although Yang Qingtian was only the deputy head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, his cultivation was more ruthless than Ao, but it was only above it, not below.

The tide listens to the rain sword, and the twilight hears the shocking sword. This verse, which is widely circulated in the Divine Grace Cultivation True Kingdom, is the supreme praise of the Divine Grace cultivators for one sword and one sword, and these two people almost represent the sword heart and sword intent of the Divine Grace Cultivation True Kingdom.

The Drifting Rain Sword is Li Xuan, and this Amazing Sword is none other than the Lord of the Divine Grace Country! Although the cultivation of the Drifting Rain Sword is not high, the sword intent on its body is recognized as the first in the Divine Grace Cultivation Kingdom! Countless swordsmen in the Divine Grace have taken Li Xuan as an example, but with the siege of the Broken Valley in April, when the Four Great Sects issued Li Xuan is a foreign demon, it set off a monstrous wave in the entire Divine Grace! With Li Xuan's death, this poem was gradually forgotten.

Until today, everyone has seen it again, this dreamlike swordsmanship.

"Shocking Sword, you are Hao Wujiang!" The cultivator who had made a move in the Heavenly Punishment Dojo before turned pale with fright at this moment, and there was constant fear in his eyes.

Under the amazement, his heart was like a thunderstorm, and his soul was full of death in an instant, and he repeatedly said in his heart: Could it be that I am just making a move against the lord of my divine grace?

In an instant, the scene became audible. The cultivators of the Liuli Sect, the Imperial Beast Sect, and the Heavenly Punishment Dojo all suddenly stopped their hands and turned their heads to each other:

"It's over, if the lord of the country blames it later, how can it be good!"

"It's all Yang Qingtian, he made us shoot!"

Hao's boundless divine martial spiritual power, since it burst out, has made them give up fighting, no one is willing to give up their lives in vain, and no one dares to obediently stretch their neck under the sword.

Hao Wujiang gently wiped the blood stains from the knife, looked at Yang Qingtian who stood up again, a trace of complicated meaning flashed in his eyes, and then he was filled with surging killing intent, and said in a deep voice: "Wanjianmen, you make me very sad! As a child of divine grace, you are really a ...... of submission to a foreign race."

After everyone recognized Hao Wujiang, he did not respond. This kind of silence made everyone more convinced of his identity, and as Hao Wujiang's words fell, many cultivators in the field stared at the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect next to them with doubtful eyes.

"What, alien!"

"The Ten Thousand Swords Gate turned out to be a vassal of an alien race? Could it be that the Drifting Rain Sword was wronged?"

As the lord of the Divine Grace Country, his words had great majesty, and the limelight in the field turned sharply in an instant, and Li Xuan also slowly flew in the air, standing beside Hao Wujiang with an indifferent face. In his heart, today's situation has been decided.