The extremely powerful murderous intent was released from more than a thousand men in black, covering the entire space, making people unable to help feeling weak on their legs. When the murderous intent was released, the dazzling sword light that destroyed the entire sky was also shot out.

Seeing the sword light that could destroy himself, the faces of the people in the sky that were just showing a smug look immediately changed wildly, but everything was too late. The sword light flashed and they were not able to react at all, so they were swallowed by the sword light. The fragments were mixed with blood rain. There were no traces of monsters and people in the sky. They had already turned into ashes under the sword light of destruction. Among the more than a thousand people below, the lowest level of fifth level and sixth level people were also many. What's more, there were no shortage of seventh level and eighth level strong men in the inside. Such a strong lineup, and at the same time, the secret of the sword of killing, the instant killing sword, and the so-called skilled mountain strong men in the sky were just mantis armed to chariots.

As the filth of blood rain fell, three figures floated up at the same time. A rain curtain appeared out of thin air, intercepting the filth in the air. Then, the fog surged, and the filth could no longer be seen in the sight of the crowd. The strong wind swept, and the fog moved with the wind. In just a moment, the filth covered by the fog passed away with the floating wind, and there was no trace of it. The sky was blue again, returning to a clear color, and the red clouds reflected in the eyes of the crowd again, so brilliant.

Everything happened just in the flash of lightning, coming and going quickly. When the follow-up crowd of Jishen Mountain felt, everything was over, and it seemed that nothing had happened here.

The crowd's eyes were particularly wonderful, and Han Fengxue's heroic words came again in his mind. They were more inclined to believe that Han Fengxue was really taking revenge this time with the strength of a strong decisive decisive power.

The strong men of the Swordsman Mountain also looked at everything blankly. They just wanted to put the formation more spectacular to suppress Han Fengxue's limelight to highlight the strength of their Swordsman Mountain. But unexpectedly, this was the solution that came. Their hard work was just to create momentum for Han Fengxue and highlight the strength of the other party.

Han Fengxue shone coldly. After the group of people from Jishenshan appeared, his eyes never left two figures. Haoxuan, the enemy who killed his father, and Qing Cang, the enemy who killed his teacher, were also among the crowd of Jishenshan, looking at Han Fengxue with cold eyes. The coldness handed over by Han Fengxue and Han Fengxue collided with each other in the air.

There are only one in the third ranks, the ten ranks, the seventh ranks, and the sixth ranks. This lineup was so unattainable in the past, but now, for Han Fengxue at this moment, she is just as weak as an ant and can be kneaded at will.

"Dream Building!" The two of them felt the flash of murderous aura emitted from the black-clad crowd, and immediately knew that these were the people from the Dream Building.

The crowd stared at the crowd in the air and the direction where Han Fengxue was. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and they sighed that this time it was indeed not in vain. The seventh-level strongman was just killed instantly. Now, it seems that he will fight the eighth-level strongman. The eighth-level strongman is a legendary figure and the top presence of the continent. Soon, such a strongman will fight in front of him. How can they control their excitement?

"Haha, not bad, Dream Tower!" Potian smiled heartily, and with the second elder, his body slowly soared into the air.

"Which elder are you in Dream Building?" One of the three eighth-level strong men asked.

"Breaking the sky!"

"Post owner Potian?" A surprised voice came from the mouths of the three of them, but Potian shook his head and pointed at Han Fengxue and said, "That is the owner of my Dream Building, and I Potian is the great elder of the Dream Building."

The three eighth-level strong men turned their eyes to Han Fengxue again. They could clearly feel that Han Fengxue was only the seventh-level strength. Although the rumors that Han Fengxue was already the owner of the Dream Building, they still didn't believe it when they saw Han Fengxue at the seventh-level. But at this moment, when they heard Potian's confession, the last ray of doubt finally disappeared, and the three of them couldn't help but become gloomy.

"Haha, brother, I'm late." Suddenly, a cheerful laughter came. In the distance, a young man with a dark purple-eyed light flashed in the darkness appeared in his sight. Han Fengxue saw the visitor smile and replied: "It's not too late, the show has just begun." In the crowd, those who participated in the Four Empires' piano art competitions also recognized the young man who suddenly appeared. In the final, he met Han Fengxue and lost to Han Fengxue's hand, Ni Shen, a genius young man from the Cangyue Empire who was regrettably defeated by Han Fengxue. Seeing Ni Shen, those people couldn't help but feel strange. His former opponents have become brothers at this moment. Is this the so-called heroic pity? What surprised them even more was that Ni Shen actually flew in the air, and from him, everyone felt an unfathomable momentum, which made people dare not get close to him.

Han Fengxue also smiled bitterly and shook her head. In less than two years, the God of Reich had advanced from the Summoner of the Seventh Level to the Eighth Level. This terrifying talent was much stronger than him. This was the first time he had been compared with his talent. He couldn't help but feel moved, where did the God of Reich come from?

Seeing the appearance of the God of Revelation, the faces of the three eighth-level people in the Jishen Mountain changed immediately. Of course, they could feel that the God of Revelation was already eighth-level. With the mysterious spiritual attack, the former owner of the Dream Tower, Potian and the Second Elder, and the strong people below, they might have left a lot of people. They sent such a powerful lineup. They thought they had already looked up to Han Fengxue and the others, but they didn't expect that this would be the case.

However, at this moment, the sound of breaking through the air came from a distance, and two people flew in the air. From the faint aura they emitted, it can be seen that the two were the three eighth-level strong men from the Jishen Mountain and the two Potians, which made everyone secretly amazed, it was so powerful.

When the three people from the Jishen Mountain saw the visitor, a strong smile immediately appeared on their faces. It was really time to come. The two people who flew over were the powerful men from the Paladin Temple and the Sword God Tower who had met with them. When they appeared, they would inevitably stand on their side. Just as they were about to come forward to say hello, they were stunned to find that the two of them did not glance at them at them, but just swept them with their own light, and then they all fixed their eyes on Han Fengxue, and a strong smile immediately appeared in their eyes. Although they were pretending, they still seemed more sincere.

The two of them saw Han Fengxue sitting on the high platform palace, and her figure in the air slowly landing and came to the ground to show respect. They looked up at Han Fengxue and said loudly: "Paladin Temple, Sword God Tate is here to congratulate Lord Han Fengxue and Lord Ao Yang on his wedding." After saying that, they held the gifts they brought in their hands, and someone took them directly below. Han Fengxue smiled and nodded at the two of them, making a gesture of invitation. Today, they were very happy. If the person comes, they would also respect others. But if they are here to make trouble, they would be welcome.

Everyone's eyes were once again muddy, the Paladin Hall and the Sword God Tower. Among them, many people have heard of how these two major forces exist. Two of the four major forces in the mainland, plus the young man with deep purple eyes, three of the four top four forces in the mainland are here to congratulate, and only the Sword Mountain is here to make trouble. At this moment, they looked at Han Fengxue again with only admiration, and there was no trace of jealousy. Even if they had four peerless beauties, it was not worth it to be surprised. They secretly fantasized in their hearts that if they had such a big face one day, it would be worth the death, and it would be worth it to go through the glory of the world.

The faces of the people of the Sword God Mountain immediately turned ashen. They were their allies. At this moment, they collectively thought about Han Fengxue. Although they were angry, they still kept thinking calmly and began to think about something. The situation seemed a little bad. Han Fengxue could make the Paladin Hall and the Sword God Tower ignore the ally of the Sword God Mountain and come to congratulate Wanli. The energy he possessed was absolutely terrifying. I am afraid that the master of their Sword God Mountain could have such energy.

Suddenly, light flashed, and five figures appeared in front of Han Fengxue at the same time. Like the seventh-level strong men who released the fog and rain wind just now, they all had a special fluctuation on them, but their momentum was much stronger than those just now. These were eighth-level strong men. After the five people appeared, they shouted to Han Fengxue at the same time: "Master!"

When the five people appeared, the eyes of the crowd were dull again, and they also understood a little why Han Fengxue had such a great face, and there was no trace of blood on the faces of the people of the Skills Mountain. The eighth level, they were likely to stay forever today. Qing Cang's face became particularly ferocious. The boy who had the power of Skills had such energy now. He began to regret why he volunteered to come here to die.

In the spacious hall of the Jishen Mountain, the top of the mountain, the people in the Paladin Hall had already returned and told the situation to the others. Everyone's faces immediately turned pale, and one of the old men even stood up and wanted to go out.

"Qingyu, do you want to die?" The old man with wide eyebrows, sitting at the first place, shouted, and saw that his eyebrows and beard were all gray and white, and his whole body felt as if he was as fairy as an immortal. He was the master of Jishen Mountain - Juemiao, and Qingyu was also the father of Qing Cang, one of the most powerful elders of Jishen Mountain.
Chapter completed!