Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Their speed suddenly doubled, even faster than Jiang Tian now.

It's just that this kind of forced acceleration consumes a lot of spiritual power, and it also greatly increases the pressure of the sword intent on the two of them, so it won't last long at all.

Fortunately, they didn't need too long, as long as they joined forces to intercept Jiang Tian's goal, they had already achieved it.

"Jiang Tian, ​​stop for me!"

"Do you want to throw us all away and take advantage of the benefits ahead? Dreaming!"

The two overtook Jiang Tian and stood in front of him.

"Looking for opportunities depends on one's ability. You are not capable enough, so you want to tie me up too? Humph!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, ignored him, and was about to bypass the other party and pass by.

"Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!"

"Then don't blame us!"

The disciples of Kun Yuanzong and the warriors of the Chiyang Empire didn't want to really do anything.

In particular, the void is full of sword intent coercion. Once they fight, whether it is spiritual power consumption or physical pressure, it will definitely increase greatly, and if they are not careful, they may be backlashed and injured.

But they have no choice. If they don't fight at this time, they may be thrown away by Jiang Tian, ​​which is a situation that no one wants to see.

Boom, boom!

The breath of the two soared, each drew their long swords, and prepared to repel Jiang Tian with sufficient spiritual power.

They are all majoring in the way of swordsmanship, they value the opportunities ahead more, and they have the strongest ability to withstand the coercion of sword intent.

"Do you want to do it? Hmph!"

Jiang Tian's face darkened, and he wanted to fight back.

However, the next moment, an unexpected scene appeared!

Rumble!

A dull loud noise suddenly erupted from the sky, and immediately after that, a huge sword-like coercion descended wildly, pressing towards the two who were about to slash with their swords.

boom! boom!

Before the two long swords had time to swing, they couldn't bear the pressure of the sword intent that suddenly surged in the void, and they collapsed and disintegrated!

"hiss!"

"what's the situation?"

The two looked at each other, and their expressions changed in horror!

For a moment, they even thought that Jiang Tian had used something secretly.

But Jiang Tian was also shocked, subconsciously withdrew his spiritual power, and looked at the void above with a puzzled face.

"Sword intent suppression is so strong?" Song Xianglan's pretty face changed.

"No! This is no longer just the coercion of the sword, but some kind of powerful will of the sword!"

Jiang Tian took a deep breath, secretly thankful that he did not sacrifice the Chixue Sword Essence hastily.

If he had used that magic weapon impulsively, he would probably be suppressed by the will of the sword now, and the consequences would be really unpredictable.

Although the Chixue Sword Essence is not an ordinary magic weapon, its strength and spirituality far exceed any sword magic weapon he has ever seen, but he dare not try it.

If the sword marrow is injured, it will be worth the loss!

"Damn! How could this be?"

"Difficult... Could it be that we have offended some powerful people?"

The disciples of Kun Yuanzong gritted their teeth and cursed angrily, the warriors of the Chiyang Empire were full of anxiety, and there was even a trace of panic in their eyes.

To him, the collapse of the long sword was beyond imagination.

Could it be that there is really a hidden powerhouse watching their every move here?

If this is the case, why did that strong man only attack their weapons instead of directly injuring them on the spot?

The two looked at each other with extremely ugly faces.

The corners of the eyes of the ten or so warriors behind were also twitching, feeling greatly shocked.

"I see!"

Jiang Tian suddenly shook his head and smiled, glanced at the other party with disdain, and led Song Xianglan forward carelessly.

"Unless the cultivation base exceeds the level of the will of the sword, there is no way to make a move here."

"What kind of existence can possess such terrible means?"

Song Xianglan's face was filled with astonishment, almost like a dream.

Such a huge will of the sword, as if it is a ubiquitous suppressing force, is probably not something that ordinary strong people can achieve.

Is it true that there is an unimaginably huge sword formation here, as previously guessed?

After the long sword burst, the two didn't dare to fight any harder, they could only watch Jiang Tian move on.

Although they can still use their spiritual power, they are not quite sure whether the will of the sword in the void will come again.

At that moment just now, they almost felt like they were about to be smashed to pieces, and they really didn't want to have the same experience again.

"Damn it! Could it be that even the will of the sword is protecting that kid?"

"Impossible! It's just that he didn't use the magic weapon, so he wasn't suppressed obviously, but in fact, he also consumed a lot!"

"That's right! What's more, he still has a person with him, we don't have any extra burden!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Follow him quickly, and never let him take all the benefits!"

"Walk!"

Everyone suppressed the shock in their hearts, forced their spiritual power to speed up their pace, and tried to keep up with Jiang Tian.

But soon they discovered that Jiang Tian's speed was not something they could keep up with if they wanted to.

Especially the two who made the attack just now, after a short escape, they found that their spiritual power was obviously not enough to support them, and they had been left behind by their companions.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it! It's unreasonable!"

The two gritted their teeth and cursed angrily, their faces extremely ugly.

If they had known this, they would not have shot at all, but now, instead of being able to stop Jiang Tian, ​​they made themselves fall behind.

Several companions pretended not to see their embarrassment, and moved forward sullenly.

After walking for a day, everyone's speed became slower and slower, even less than half of the previous speed.

Jiang Tian's speed also slowed down greatly, but he was still hundreds of feet ahead of everyone, leaving those opponents far behind.

"Jiang Tian, ​​I can't go on like this anymore. I'm not a sword cultivator. This chance may not be related to me. You put me down and don't waste any more time!"

Song Xianglan blamed herself all over her face.

Her injuries have basically recovered, but as she continues to move forward, she feels more and more pressure.

Even with Jiang Tian's spiritual power blocking her, she still felt very heavy.

"Don't worry...huh? What is that!"

Before Jiang Tian finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed!

Rumble!

There was a sudden roar ahead, and a strong storm swept in from afar!

boom!

Before Jiang Tian had time to react, he was rushed by the storm, and retreated a full distance of more than ten feet before barely stopping.

"what happened?"

Jiang Tian's face was full of astonishment, and when he looked up, his expression changed again!

The wind and cloud surged in the void, and a majestic giant sword stood between the sky and the earth. The tip of the sword was facing down, and the hilt was facing up. It slowly turned thousands of feet away, releasing an astonishing sword-like coercion!

"ah!"

"not good!"

Hundreds of feet away from Jiang Tianhou, more than a dozen warriors were swept by the storm, and they all retreated in alarm. The least retreated a hundred feet away, and the most even retreated two hundred feet away.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"What's going on?"

"It took me a day to walk two or three hundred feet, and now my efforts are all in vain!"

Everyone exclaimed and cursed, out of breath.