"Seventh level?! How can a seventh-level sword master appear in Manzhou!"

The scalp of this messenger of the Sun and Moon God Sect is about to explode.

The intelligence clearly stated that the Black Star Sword Master had appeared when the old master of Tiandao Academy attacked Xingxiu Sea, so there was no way she would have come to Manzhou so quickly.

So... who is this person!?

He couldn't help but think too much. The terrifying sword light falling from the sky was like a thunderous dragon, nailing him to the spot.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch.

"No……"

The messenger roared in despair and launched his most powerful martial arts. The blazing fire almost burned his body to ashes.

boom!

A bright sun rose into the sky and hit the terrifying sword light.

One sword and the sun opens.

The Hao Ri, which was supposed to burn everything, was actually split into two by the light of the sword.

The seventh level is the seventh level.

The sixth level is only the middle stage of martial arts, and the seventh level is the late stage.

The difference cannot be measured in miles.

Even if the messenger of the Sun and Moon God Cult desperately launched the forbidden technique, he still could not stop the opponent's terrifying sword.

puff!

The sword was so powerful that it penetrated his body first.

"Who...are you..."

The messenger remained stiff and stared into the void.

He wanted to know at the hands of whom he died.

Buzz!

The sword flashed and a figure appeared.

She's an old woman on crutches.

"..."

The messenger sadly discovered that he did not know this person. He was not from Xingxiu Sea?

So, why did she kill herself?

Boom!

With endless doubts, the messenger's body split into two and fell from mid-air.

"Seventh level sword master?!"

Chen Qiaoqian and others also heard his last words before his death, and were stunned and stunned on the spot.

Today's battle was really full of ups and downs and turbulent waves.

In the end, even the seventh-level sword master came.

They had heard Fanxing Martial Ancestor mention that while the ninth-level saints were hiding in the world, the seventh-level Martial Saints basically represented the pinnacle of power that ruled the world.

At this time, a seventh-level martial saint appeared in front of everyone.

"Cough cough cough..."

The old woman coughed a few times and muttered tremblingly: "I hate bullies the most... If these losers were not born in the Qingtian Realm, they would not be qualified to become martial saints..."

Chen Qiaoqian moved her lips, trying to organize a few words to talk, but nothing came out.

Ancestor Fanxing stared at the old woman in a daze, also a little dazed.

For some reason, he always felt that the old woman in front of him was familiar, but he couldn't tell where she was familiar.

At this moment, everyone in Tianwu Paradise saw the old woman looking up into the void, coughing and speaking: "You old guys who hide their heads and show their tails, stop hiding! Get out of here, old woman!"

After saying this, she moved the crutch in her hand forward a little.

boom!

The sword was swallowed up, and the void exploded.

A figure suddenly appeared.

This man was dressed in black robes, with a ferocious devil mask on his face, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

After being forcibly blasted out of the void by the old woman, his eyes were extremely cold.

Unexpectedly, the old woman ignored him at all and continued to shout: "Why, do you still have to wait for me to pick you out one by one?"

In the void, there was silence.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

The next moment, three more figures appeared.

Each one exudes an aura of unimaginable terror.

Not to mention Chen Qiaoqian, Ancestor Fanxing and others, even other people in the entire Tianwu Paradise in the distance can feel their terrifying aura.

Just like Han Yang's unparalleled divine power when he opened the Heavenly Gate with his sword and the gods intervened to stop it.

These people, with their auras like gods, suppress all directions!

The thousands of warriors throughout the Tianwu Paradise felt as if their chests were weighed down by several mountains.

"What do you have to do with them? How dare you interfere in our affairs?!"

The voice of the man wearing the devil mask sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hells, which made people shudder.

The old woman Jiejie smiled strangely and said: "Old woman, I can't bear to see you people bullying the weak. You only know how to bully the weak..."

As soon as this statement came out, many people present had a somewhat strange expression.

Eager for justice?

In the world of martial arts, where the weak eat the strong, do such people still exist?

At this time, among the three people who appeared from behind, a charming woman slowly spoke: "I am doing something in the Qingyu Temple, are you...sure you want to stop me?"

This is directly showing one's identity and oppressing others.

The old woman sneered and said: "It's almost enough for you three palace masters to say this in person. Zuo Qing, you little red robe is not worthy of it!"

The charming woman is none other than Zuo Qing, one of the four cardinals of the Qingyu Temple, who is as famous as the three great saints of Xingxiu Hai.

Zuo Qing narrowed her eyes slightly: "You know me? So, you are also from the Middle-earth Divine Continent...Why haven't I seen you before?"

The others also looked at the old woman with burning eyes.

The old woman laughed and stopped talking to Zuo Qing. Instead, she said coldly to everyone: "As long as I am here, none of you can even think of stepping into Tianwu Blessed Land today!"

Before Zuo Qing could say anything, the man in the devil mask smiled strangely and said, "That's easy! Just kill you!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for others to react and took action suddenly.

boom!

A ray of black light went straight to the old woman's door.

"Kill her!"

There was a cold glint in Zuo Qing's eyes, and he followed suit!

"kill!"

The other two people took action together.

Each of these four is actually a seventh-level Martial Saint!

The five seventh-level Martial Saints fought fiercely, almost destroying the void above Tianwu Paradise.

At this moment, a roar exploded.

"Do you all pretend that I don't exist..."

This voice actually came from the Emperor Zhan who had been forgotten by everyone.

At this time, his body turned into a faint shadow, and he was about to completely enter the ruins of the gods.

And after saying these words, his chest suddenly exploded.

A stream of blood splashed in all directions.

Sizzle!
To be continued...