Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"Boom!"

Wisps of fiery red lines gathered together, and the scene in the sky gradually emerged for ten days. The hot breath swept across the entire world, as if it was going to turn this world into a furnace. The entire water of Jingyang Lake was evaporated by this terrifying hot breath, rising into The fog caused the entire Jingyang Lake to be filled with thick fog.

Such a scene was so shocking that everyone present retreated again, their eyes filled with trembling fear. Even those at the pinnacle of mortal life were sweating profusely at this moment, and their whole bodies felt extremely uncomfortable, as if they were about to be burned by the scorching heat.

On the other side, Yan Shen calmed down. He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes under everyone's surprised gazes. The long knife came out of his hand and floated in front of him.

"The human sword merges into one, a shocking sword!"

Vaguely, an ethereal voice sounded from Yan Shen's body, and a mysterious and mysterious aura burst out from Yan Shen's body. At this moment, all the sword cultivators present trembled, and the knives in their hands trembled. , as if on a pilgrimage, the sound of the sword echoed, forming some kind of strange melody, as if it was resonating with Yan Shen.

In the crowd, Wang Feng looked at Yan Shen's current state and nodded with satisfaction. He looked like an elite disciple of the Shenxian Sect. The state of man and sword uniting was not something ordinary people could achieve.

The so-called fusion of man and sword is to combine man and sword into one. It seems simple, but in fact it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Human beings have the Way to become all things; swords have the Way to destroy all things.

The way of humanity is called benevolence and righteousness, and the way of swords is called destruction. Each has its own way, but in the dark, there is an opportunity to connect with each other, and this opportunity is the unity of man and sword.

At this moment, Yan Shen was in such a state. His entire energy and spirit had almost turned into the sword in front of him, blending with the sword. He was the sword, and the sword was him.

Being able to achieve such a state means that Yan Shen has taken a big step in the path of swordsmanship, and is not far away from the so-called swordsman state.

"boom!"

The blade trembled slightly, and the roar was shocking.

The bright sword light soared into the sky, and the long sword in front of Yan Shen suddenly turned into ten long swords. Every time it trembled, extremely domineering and sharp sword energy overflowed, turning Yan Shen's whole body into terrifying knives. area.

With a ten-day sky and a shocking ten-sword attack, everyone present was horrified by the offensive launched by Yan Shen and Huangfu Xiaoxiao.

Is this... still the battle between the peak of the True King and the realm of the Red Dust Emperor? Why does it feel like a powerful saint is playing a game?

"Boom!"

In an instant, ten rounds of bright sun and ten long knives collided with each other. At the same time, Yan Shen and Huangfu Li Xiao also collided with each other. When those ten rounds of bright sun and ten long knives were bombarding each other, Yan Shen and Yan Shen were already fighting each other. Hundreds of moves, continuous roaring and loud noises spread, and the entire Jingyang Lake was filled with scattered shadows.

These shadows sometimes intersect and strike each other, and sometimes explode each other, like thunder, shocking the heart.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a shattering sound drowned out the many roars and echoed throughout Jingyang Lake.

Huangfu's face changed dramatically at dawn, and he suddenly looked up. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of fear. He saw that his ten-round bright sun was gradually cut in half by Yan Shen's ten-handled long sword.

"boom…!"

Explosions resounded loudly, and the ten bright suns exploded like fireworks, turning into fiery red light and dissipating between the sky and the earth, making the entire Jingyang Lake become dreamlike.

"puff!"

The bright sun shattered, and the terrifying backlash made Huangfu Lixiao's face turn pale. He couldn't hold back any longer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards like an arrow from a string.

"boom!"

With a loud roar, Huangfu hit the bank of Jingyang Lake directly at dawn, smashing a big hole in the ground. Countless gravel splashed on the lake, creating waves of water.

"Cough...cough!"

Huangfu pushed himself up at dawn and stood up from the pit, coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with horror as he stared at Yan Shen standing on the lake.

He...lost?

How... how is it possible!

incredible! Can not accept! As the majestic son of the Yangsheng Divine Clan, he tried his best to fight head-on, but was defeated by a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was only at the peak of the True King. Huangfu could imagine that after today, he would become the object of ridicule by the world, and Yan Shen, He will also step on him and ascend to the highest position among the younger generation in the world of God.

The faces of many cultivators in the distance also changed drastically, and their eyes were fixed on Yan Shen who was standing with his hands behind his back, as if they were witnessing the birth of a supreme being of the younger generation.

"it's over!"

"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for being born in the Yangsheng Clan!"

When everyone was trembling, Yan Shen said indifferently, stepped on the lake, and walked towards Huangfu Dawn step by step. With every step he took, a vortex formed on the lake under his feet, holding him firmly on the water. .

Although Yan Shen never released any murderous intent, his indifferent words sent a chill to the bones of everyone present.

Could it be that...the Son of God of the Yangsheng Divine Clan really died today?

In fact, although the strength Huangfu showed at dawn was already very terrifying, it was a pity that he met Yan Shen, an elite disciple of the Shenxian Sect!

This terrifying sword master!

Huangfu looked at Yan Shen, who was getting closer and closer, with a look of unwillingness on his face, but there was no fear at all. There was only unwillingness and anger at being defeated by Yan Shen.

Such a gesture made Yan Shen frown. He always believed that no matter how determined a person was, they would never be able to remain calm when facing death.

Unless...he knew he wouldn't die?

Thinking of this, Yan Shen's expression changed slightly and he wanted to retreat.

"boom!"

However, a terrifying momentum poured down from the sky, directly pressing him down on the lake. A burly figure fell from the sky, and the powerful force caused the entire lake to stir up waves.

"Tongtian Emperor Realm?!"

Yan Shen gritted his teeth tightly. This terrifying power made him feel as if his bones were about to break, and crackling sounds continued to be heard.

"The so-called Yangsheng Clan is nothing more than that!"

"The younger ones were beaten, and here comes the older ones."

"Can't you afford to lose?"

Yan Shen stared closely at the strong man from the Yangsheng Divine Clan who was in the Tongtian Emperor Realm, and sneered. Everyone could feel the sarcasm. The faces of everyone present changed slightly. Unexpectedly, after the strong man in the Tongtian Emperor Realm arrived, , Yan Shen still dares to ridicule like this? Are you really not afraid of death?

"Not bad for courage!"

Huangfu Xuanfeng glanced at Yan Shen and said indifferently.

The aura on his body suddenly increased, causing Yan Shen to feel painful and his whole face became distorted.

"Who dares to hurt my disciples of the Immortal Sect?"

But at this moment, a loud roar came from the distant sky, and then, ten figures flashed continuously from the distant sky.

"finally come!"

Huangfu Xuanfeng curled his lips and said secretly.