Projection of the Heavens

Between the vast mountains, under the rustling goose feather snow, a young man came on a lion.

His appearance is unparalleled, and his demeanor is calm and casual.

It's not like the domineering that directly spans millions of miles, but it's more like your son's outing.

But as he stepped out, there was a terrifying sword intent that was not very domineering, but was extremely sharp, filling the hearts of every expert of the Xiaomang Protoss who were watching him.

"Ambush..."

At the beginning of Xiaochu, Cangshan had never seen Fushang, but the moment he saw Fushang, his heart suddenly tensed, and the center of his eyebrows stinged, as if he was suspended by a divine sword above his head.

Involuntarily, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Fengshang is not as good as him!"

Just a glance, Xiaochu Cangshan's heart sank instantly.

A Fengshang, he may not be an opponent, let alone a sword intent that is more terrifying than Fengshang!

boom!

At the beginning of Xiaochu, Cangshan's body subconsciously shook, and the air waves rolled.

roar~~~

As his mood fluctuated violently, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the filial piety temple behind him, which was a hundred miles in size, like a floating immortal island.

Immediately, the heads of three Pan Mastiff dogs that were hundreds of miles long rose slowly, their scarlet tongues stuck out, and a cold light flashed above their ferocious fangs.

Its six eyes exude a faint green light, staring at Fushang.

However, it was the temple of the Xiaomang Protoss who offered sacrifices to the spirits. He noticed that Cangshan's heart was shaking at the beginning of Xiaomang, and he appeared earlier.

As the head of the three Pan Mastiffs rose, all the Xiaomang Protoss masters breathed a sigh of relief.

This sacrificial spirit is a fallen **** of the Xiaomang Protoss. Although he cannot step out of the temple to kill enemies, he can protect them and bless them.

"He's the only one here?"

"Be careful of the sneak attack from Jianmen, he can't come alone."

"Sure enough, he is a supreme master, I feel the extremely terrifying sword intent!"

Many masters before Xiaomang Temple had different expressions, either with killing intent or with suspicion.

In the sky, the experts of the Xiaomang Protoss looked sideways.

Even with the support of their ancestors, the vast majority of Xiaomang Protoss Qi trainers can feel the tyrannical sword intent that covers almost everything.

This kind of splendor made them tremble in their hearts, and they were very afraid.

No one dared to be careless even though it was only one person riding one.

"Xiaochu Cangshan?"

While Xiao Chu looked at Cangshan, Fushang raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke softly.

His voice was not so mighty, but it rang in the ears of all Xiaomang Protoss experts.

"I......."

At the beginning of Xiaochu, Cangshan was about to open his mouth when he saw that the boy suddenly stretched out his palm.

Visible to the naked eye, a touch of green light slowly condensed into a divine sword swaying like grass on his golden palm.

zheng~~~

The silent mountains were instantly filled with the sound of the ultimate sword cry, the clouds within the long sky swayed together, and the snow in the sky was flying like a dragon, rising into the sky.

"Die!"

Fushang's words were concise and to the point, he just glanced at it lightly, asked a question, and suddenly raised his long sword.

zheng~~~~~~

The tyrannical sound of sword cries seemed endless, and instantly filled the eyes of all Xiaomang Protoss, the sea of ​​heart, the sea of ​​knowledge, and the primordial spirit!

At this moment, the world seems to be stagnant, time seems to be stretched and spread, and space seems to be attracted and collapsed.

Everything, at this moment, is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times slower than usual!

"not good!"

At the beginning of Xiaochu, Cangshan's heart exploded in an instant, and his expression changed in horror. Even his thoughts seemed to slow down to an extremely terrifying level!

But he knew that it was not his slowness.

But the strength of the young man is too strong, just raising the long sword, its power has already affected everyone's soul!

It's not that time is slowing down, it's that they are slowing down!

Roar! ! !

At the same time, the ancestral spirit connected to Cangshan's mind at the beginning of Xiaochu also let out a huge roar in the temple.

Even he, who had long since fallen and only had his spirit, felt terrified!

"Ambush!"

The roar of the Pan Mastiff blew like the wind, as if it had no effect, but Xiaochu Cangshan suddenly took a step under its blessing.

Immediately, his white hair instantly turned into pitch black, and his aged face changed instantly, but in the blink of an eye, tyrannical qi and blood burst out from his body.

Behind him, the shadow of a three-headed Pan Mastiff also rose up, and it also roared in the sky, with the meaning of rage, to dispel the meaning of fear in his heart.

To activate magic!

At the same time, before the temple, the seven giants of the Xiaomang Protoss also showed three pan mastiffs at the same time, the spirit of the tengu, and Yangtian roared.

I want to launch an attack together with Xiaochu Cangshan!

This man is so scary!

Just raising the long sword almost made their souls fall into silence. Who can resist this sword!

Incomparable fear catalyzes the flames of anger.

Innumerable magical powers suddenly bombarded down from above thousands of feet in the sky!

锵~~~

At this time, the ambush wound on the lion's body, which was sitting on the lion's body for a long time, slowly fell with a sword.

Boom! !

Although it was a sword that fell, it suddenly erupted into a terrifying roar of thousands of thunders.

But the edge of this sword is too bright, directly cutting out the gas within a few hundred miles in front of Fushang!

huh~~~

The sword light moved like a tidal wave, straight up into the sky.

Wherever it passed, the void was cracked, and the invisible gas turned into a substantial storm and fled in all directions, making an extremely harsh sound of howling!

In an instant, countless Xiaomang Protoss masters jumped in their hearts, and the sea of ​​​​knowledge instantly burst into light, and then fell into absolute darkness!

In a trance, all the masters of the Xiaomang Protoss lost all consciousness and did not know where they were.

In the endless darkness, one can only see a small grass breaking out of the ground, absorbing all nutrients to grow, and swaying with the wind, the first branches and leaves grow.

Immediately, the sword light lit up again!

The Light of Extinction ripped apart thousands of feet of void, spanned hundreds of miles, ripped apart all visible and invisible substances, and shattered all the supernatural powers that were bombarded!

The earth cracks!

Snow mountain cracking!

Void cracks!

A single blade of grass can cut the sun, moon and stars!

This sword intent was so powerful that it broke through the nine heavens in an instant, and it was a terrifying mess!

Just one sword cut off, it seems to split the world!

All the masters of the Xiaomang Protoss have completely fallen into eternal silence before they regained their senses!

The physical body has not yet been destroyed, and its Yuanshen soul has been killed by the sword intent!

"How can it be?!"

At the beginning of Xiaochu, Cangshan roared in his heart.

He could feel an unimaginable aura of death coming towards him, his body was howling, and his primordial spirit was howling.

Even hundreds of miles away, his heart seemed to be shattered by this sword intent!

This is not divine!

Even an ordinary **** would never be able to cut such a sword!

Even the Pan Mastiff above the Temple of Xiaomang, with its six miserable green eyes as a center, flashed a ray of fear!

huh~~~

The next moment, the sword light of destruction swept across a thousand miles of void, and spread unabated toward the sky.

Leaving a long-lasting sword qi gap above the sky!

"Ho ho~~"

At the beginning of Xiaochu Cangshan's mouth wriggled twice, without saying a word, he fell into eternal silence.

His body was like dust in the gust of wind, and without even a drop of blood flowing out, he disappeared into the void.

roar~~~

On the contrary, the three Pan mastiffs above the temple suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar of pain.

Boom!

Immediately, with a huge roar, the spirit of the Pan Mastiff burst into pieces, turning into an inexhaustible stream of light and scattered away.

And the Temple of Xiaomang, which was hundreds of miles in diameter, also suddenly shuddered and split open.

Like two mountains, they fell down at the same time, swaying endless snow dragons and smashing deep ravines on the ground.

With one sword, the Xiaomang Protoss masters who came this time were all wiped out!

For a time, a shocked roar came from all over the world.

Countless giants of all ethnic groups who watched this battle through various means all changed their expressions!

This sword, even a real god, may not be able to send it out!

Fang Jiange and others, who were thousands of miles behind Fushang, were also shocked!

This sword is too shocking, too terrifying.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Fang Jiange was extremely shocked when he looked at the gully of the sword that was tens of thousands of miles long in the sky.

He has practiced swordsmanship for so many years, but he has never seen such a dazzling, tyrannical sword intent!

This is the sword intent of extinction bred from life!

And Zhong Yue and Feng Chang, who had just stepped out of the battlefield of the gods, also shook.

Only the two of them have truly seen this incomparably dazzling sword!

"This is the realm of rebirth... the sword light that can be emitted?"

Zhong Yue's expression was slightly dull.

He looked a little dazed, and in the light of his eyes, the sword light had not yet dissipated.

Even standing behind Fushang, this sword intent almost shook his soul.

It was hard for him to imagine that this sword could be cut out by an out-of-body qi trainer.

"...But he really didn't open five rounds."

The firepower has shaken a bit.

A single sword slashed 100,000 li in the air, wiping out thousands of Pan Mastiff practitioners, including the supernatural giants like Cangshan Mountain in Xiaochu and the spirits left behind after the fall of the god.

Such strength is not even comparable to ordinary gods.

What shocked him even more was that this young man named Fushang seemed to be getting stronger all the time!

He had never seen such a terrifying advance speed!

"Nine Leaf Sword Grass..."

Feng Chang shook his head, with a fascination in his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He was called the Sword God of the Human Race, but he couldn't cut such a sword.

woohoo~~~

After a while, the void vibrated, and the air flow that had been forced out by the sword qi suddenly poured back, turning into a gust of wind, stirring up snow and dust all over the sky.

The temple of Xiaomang, which is divided into two halves in the deep ravine, is exposed.

The nine-leaf sword grass can slash everything, even this Temple of Filial Piety can't bear it.

Above the male lion, the wounded white-clothed Hunter looked at the sky calmly, as if waiting for something.

"Sure enough, Xiaochu Cangshan and even these Xiaomang Protoss masters are nothing to that old dog."

After a long time, Fu Shang slowly let out a breath.

Immediately, he urged the petrified lion under his seat to go towards the West Wasteland.