Rumble!

On the Heavenly Sword Pavilion!

Whether Luo Qingyang or Xiao Chen, the extremely strong sword in his hand contains a terrifying sword momentum...

Kill each other at great speed.

Except for that terrifying sword power, their own cultivation belonged to the half-step iQue, and they were already infinitely approaching the iQue Xuan Realm level.

You can even enter the fugue for a short time!

Therefore!

The combat power that can be exerted is almost standing at the peak of the Escape Realm.

Even if it is far from the immortals, it is not far away!

"Terrible!"

"If it were me, this sword... Can it be blocked? "

The Confucian Sword Immortal and the Angry Sword Immortal asked themselves.

They can't stop it!

Boom-

Watch from the sidelines!

In everyone's solemn eyes, Xiao Chen's sword and Luo Qingyang's national martyrdom collided together.

The next moment, the sky trembled!

The endless desolation was the first to come out of the circle, shrouding Xiao Chen's figure.

Memorial!

Its majestic momentum is more like a sledgehammer beating a drum singing, hoarse, sad and desolate.

If you have to describe Luo Qingyang's sword power at this moment!

This sword!

It has transcended the desolation of the individual, the sword as its name, the national martyrdom....

"Damn, I can't see clearly!"

On the viewing platform, most of them could only barely see two phantoms, and they couldn't really see it at all!

On the contrary, Luo Qingyang's style was too desolate, so that they all had to hold their breath and concentrate to resist the scattered sword momentum.

"It's too strong!"

Such thoughts arose simultaneously from the hearts of all the spectators in the field.

All unmoved!

Among the spectators present, if anyone else could see Luo Qingyang and Xiao Chen's sword move, only Xie Xuan and Yan Zhantian were left.

As sword immortals, they have this qualification!

However!

It was precisely this personal encounter that the two understood how big the gap between themselves and the Lone Sword Immortal was, both of the five great sword immortals in the world.

Xie Xuan, the Confucian Sword Immortal, is okay, and he doesn't value his strength too much.

But Yan Zhantian, the angry sword immortal...

His eyes gradually darkened a little, and he said to Xiao Chong, who was on the side: "Chong'er! "

"I have to admit it..."

"The sword art of the Lone Sword Immortal is above the master."

......

......

Xiao Chong was stunned!

Although the strength shown by Luo Qingyang is indeed amazing.

But he didn't expect it either....

Luo Qingyang's sword is actually a master father who can make him extremely proud and conceited, and he will admit that he is inferior to this lone sword immortal.

"This is the true peerless sword immortal!"

Yan Zhantian sighed with emotion.

Xiao Yu on the side naturally heard Yan Zhantian's words.

That unruly gesture is even worse:

"Say it earlier!"

"My righteous father is a lone sword fairy..."

The same words, but speaking again at this moment, there is an indescribable confidence.

To this!

Xiao Chong didn't say much, but he was secretly anxious in his heart.

Look into the distance again!

If the Lone Sword Immortal was really above him as his master said, then Xiao Chen would probably be in danger today.

If it really is!

Then, Xiao Yu's status in Apocalypse City would change in an instant.

Furthermore!

The last thing he wanted to see was the chosen sword that represented this Xiao royal family, which was defeated by others as soon as it was born.

Think about it!

Xiao Chong also clenched his fists hard, and his palms were full of sweat.

"Old Fifth!"

"You must not lose..."

......

And the other side.

Xiao Chuhe obviously felt something as well.

Seeing that the atmosphere between Xiao Chong and Xiao Yu changed all of a sudden, he couldn't help but pout:

"I'm still fighting at this time..."

"It's not interesting!"

Xie Xuan saw everything in his eyes, smiled, and patted Xiao Chuhe's shoulder:

"The two of them fight them!"

"We look at our swords, and whether we are interesting or not depends on our own meaning."

Worthy of being a reader!

The level of this speech is high, it's a pity not to ask the sword!

Xiao Chuhe thought.

However, before Xiao Chuhe's gaze turned back, he heard Xie Xuan say with a shocked and uncertain tone:

"His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince is in danger..."

As soon as these words came out, his pupils shrank and he overturned his words: "Not right! "

Xiao Chuhe is a little confused?

Wrong again?!

So is this dangerous or not?

However, in the next moment, Xiao Chen gave the most accurate answer with practical actions.

I see-

From that heavy aura of national martyrdom, a golden sword light...

Rise quietly!

And then it gets brighter and brighter.

A moment later, a brilliant golden sword light suddenly bloomed from that endless desolate national disaster!

It seems to be the first rays of dawn, absolutely beautiful, tearing through the sky!

"Sword Dance National Death!"

"Ridiculous... In front of the Sword of the Son of Heaven, dare to say national martyrdom?! "

At this moment, Xiao Chen's voice suddenly sounded.

Extremely strong!

This is Xiao Chen's true sword power.

Since he was six years old, Xiao Chen has been practicing the [Splitting Country Sword Method] until now.

As the heaviest killing sword in the world, the sword of dominance!

Domineering to....

It is difficult to find many swords that can match it in this world.

The same was true of Xiao Chen's sword power.

If you have to give such a sword gesture a name, then after Xiao Chen gets the Heavenly Slash to recognize the Lord.

His sword power can already be sublimated to——

Emperor Road!

......

......

The words fell.

That brilliant golden sword light bloomed in an instant, penetrating the endless desolation.

Crashed down on Luo Qingyang!

In an instant, that desolation seemed to be on the verge of destruction, unable to withstand the sword of the Son of Heaven, which could be called a terrifying killing.

Crashing...... Broken!

In comparison, the sword light of the Heavenly Slashing Sword was only slightly paused, a little dim, and immediately killed towards Lei Jing!

It seems that he wants to destroy all the chaotic ministers who dare to talk about the death of the country!

Looked at!

Everyone's pupils constricted.

They never expected that Xiao Chen's sword power was so amazing.

It seems that heaven and earth resonate with his Emperor Dao sword power!

"It's too strong..."

This was the only thought in everyone's minds, including Xie Xuan and Yan Zhantian.

Not often!

All kinds of bleak pictures disappeared with it.

In the field!

Only Xiao Chen and Luo Qingyang stood with swords.

Tick ....

Scarlet blood, along the tip of the sword, slowly dripped.

At this moment, even the slight sound of dripping blood seemed heavy.

As far as the eye can see!

I saw Luo Qingyang's hand holding the Nine Songs Sword, trembling uncontrollably, and those blood were dripping from his hand.

Lone Sword Immortal....

Injure!

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