Chu Hanxian's aura suddenly skyrocketed at this moment, which actually made the Zhan Qing Sword Master feel a lot of pressure. But pressure is pressure after all, and the Zhan Qing Sword Master did not feel a substantial threat to this.

"Ten Thousand Sword Storm!"

Chu Hanxian shouted lightly, and between the sword dances, ten thousand blades floated, the wind gathered in all directions, and the force was like a raging current rushing to the sky, rising from the ground!

"What is this!"

Individual domain masters couldn't help but widen their eyes, just looking at the momentum exuded by Chu Hanxian, I was afraid that they were already almost the same as them. Could this be the secret in his body? Could this be the power of Shura?

A huge exclamation point that jumped in their hearts. In their gazes, there was a hint of greed. If you think about it, a person from the upper realm can show such great power. And its power comes from the thing that the domain masters are looking forward to in their hearts - Shura!

Actually, no one can correctly explain what exactly Shura is, but Shura, which is synonymous with the martial arts world, is the Shura world, which is the head of the seven worlds. Think about it, in the name of Shura, will this thing still be ordinary?

"Blood King, is there really a secret about Shura hidden in Chu Hanxian's body?" a domain master couldn't help but ask. Although he had already guessed a rough idea in his heart, he still wanted to confirm with the Blood King.

"Hehe, I think you should have seen his power suddenly skyrocket, and this power is related to Shura, but about the specifics, this king is not easy to make judgments, but one thing is certain, he should have touched the power of Shura!" the Blood King explained.

"The power of Shura!" the Spirit Realm Lord on the side suddenly said in surprise.

The Spirit Realm Star Domain is also a powerful star field in the Ancestral Martial Heavenly River, and its reputation is not weaker than that of the Blood Demon Clan, but it is just lacking, a peak powerhouse like the Blood King. After all, among the total thirty-eight domain masters present, the Blood King was the strongest existence. At this point, even after 10,000 years, there is no doubt about it!

And the Spirit Star Field, because of its long history, also retains a lot of important things, they have explored many ancient ruins, and from it, they have also found a lot of important information about ancient times. And "Shura" is the most mysterious thing they have discovered so far, it is said that the catastrophe of ancient times is related to that Shura. Although many of the domain masters present had heard about Shura, their knowledge was different, and this spiritual domain master obviously knew a lot about Shura.

Hula!

The wind is like a knife cutting, and where the tornado passes, the breath of the Yellow Spring has been completely cut away!

How can it be!

The eyes of the Zhan Qing Sword Master froze, this yellow spring cracked, but it was extremely difficult, and now it was so easily cracked by Chu Hanxian.

Shura, worthy of being Shura! He sighed in his heart, but the more powerful Chu Hanxian was, the more he could arouse the fighting intent in his heart, the lord of a dignified domain, holding the Huangquan Sword in his hand, if he was so easy to lose, it would be too whimsical.

For a swordsman, the stronger the opponent, the more he can arouse the sword path in his heart!

"Huangquan Heavenly Fury!"

The sword of the Zhan Qing Sword Lord was suddenly as fast as a meteor, and the domineering sword qi, like a long rainbow, penetrated through the void, and everywhere he went, all collapsed, and the entire Heavenly Fall Upper Realm seemed to be about to be cut off by him!

The sword moves like a meteor, and a sword opens mountains and rivers!

The sword of the Zhan Qing Sword Master is his unreserved full sword, since he fights, under the blade of the sword, it will definitely be ruthless!

And Chu Hanxian, with a cold face, with a swing of the long sword, his body turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards the Zhan Qing Sword Master.

"Ghost Roaring Abyss!"

The black wind surged, turning into a pitch-black sword gang, faintly, everyone's ears seemed to echo with the roar of the abyss devil, some strong people couldn't help but cover their ears, the sound was not only poignant, but also terrifying, terrifying.

Rumble!

The blades touched, and the overflowing sword qi was like countless blades, constantly cutting off the air, emitting a violent explosion!

Both of them were shocked out of the surging sword qi, but they only retreated a few steps, and they stabilized their bodies on tiptoe. The face of the Sword Master of Zhan Qing finally showed a little surprise.

Chu Xuanyuan held the ghost abyss in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the Zhan Qing Sword Master, and a black wind blew around his body again, and his eyes suddenly became extremely dark in an instant, and a powerful killing aura suddenly poured out from Chu Hanxian's body.

"Phantom Ascending to the Clouds!"

The force operated, the body rose violently, with an indomitable momentum, with the heroism of the death of those who stood in my way, which actually made the Zhanqing Sword Master who had always killed people ruthlessly fearful!

But the Battle Green Sword Lord didn't know why he was so afraid, in Chu Hanxian's body, he saw the darkness, it seemed to be a kind of darkness that made people feel desperate!

"Thunder Shadow Jue!"

The lightning flashed, and in this flash of lightning, the figure of the Battle Blue Sword Master had already withdrawn from the distance! This time, he chose to retreat. After dodging this blow, he will withdraw his sword and stab with his sword!

"You can't hide!"

Maybe it was because the Zhan Qing Sword Master was dazzled, he actually saw a vague figure passing in front of him.

What! so fast!

Before he could think about it, the yellow spring in his hand had already slashed out, and the speed was so fast that even the lightning and flint were not enough.

Hiss!

When the sword fire friction slid down, the Battle Blue Sword Master was actually shocked back by the sudden attack, and at this time, Chu Hanxian's speed was really fast to the extreme, making it impossible for him to catch it.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!"

Although the main swordsmanship of the Zhan Qing Sword is superb, his speed is far inferior to Chu Hanxian, and now a strange wind is wafting around him, and from time to time there will be a sword gang, attacking from the shadows.

The Zhan Qing Sword Master was in a hurry to take precautions, but he was faintly caught in the middle of it. The other party didn't even give him time to fight back. For a while, the Qing Sword Master could only be beaten and defended passively.

The sword, if it is used as a weapon of attack, is the edge of the sword and breaks everything, but if it is used as a defense, it is much worse.

"Damn!"

The Zhan Qing Sword Lord roared angrily, now that so many people are watching him being beaten by a junior, he can only defend, how can he save face! But he has to admit that Chu Hanxian is really strong!

"Blood King, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait!"

The Sword Master of Zhan Qing suddenly shouted, and the sword in his hand was even faster, blocking all of Chu Hanxian's attacks. Under his feet, two golden circles of light appeared, and the speed of his shot was doubled.

He seized an opportunity and slashed violently, and several mountain peaks under his feet were actually split in half in an instant by this split! The sword wave that stirred up also forced Chu Hanxian to retreat.

And the Battle Blue Sword Lord seized this gap, soared into the air, and swept towards the Blood King.

"If you want to kill this seat, you're still too tender!"

But just when the Sword Master of Zhan Qing was proud, a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest, and a black blade condensed by force pierced into his chest at some point.

He looked back with a shocked gaze, and the person in his eyes, he, with his black hair fluttering wildly, a pair of gray hazy eyes full of dead silence, calmly swept over the terrified body of the Battle Blue Sword Master. A pitch-black magic armor wrapped him tightly, and on his black shoulders, there was a pitch-black and tattered cloak, with the wind, the cloak made a loud sound, but he didn't move, and his whole body was filled with a breath of death, like a statue from hell - Shura!

"Do it!"

The man on the throne went berserk at this moment......

(To be continued...... ）