"What, the Sword of Judgment, is it one of the three great magical arts that can only be cast by seventh-level Saint Masters of Light?" The people from the eight major families were immediately shocked, staring at Jian Chen with incredulous expressions on their faces.
"Impossible, how could Yang Yutian, a sixth-level Holy Master of Light, obtain the secret training manual for the Sword of Judgment? It is said that this Sword of Judgment cannot be obtained without the strength of a seventh-level Holy Master of Light, and it cannot be practiced."
"This Yang Yutian must be pretending to be powerful and making a fuss. How could he use the Sword of Judgment, one of the three great magical arts?"
The sixth-level Saint Masters of Light from the eight major families said one after another that most people did not believe that Jian Chen could really use the Sword of Judgment.
"No, in just a short time, little brother Yang Yutian has been able to perform the three great magical arts. Could it be that he is not a sixth-order light saint master, but a seventh-order light saint master?" Hidden in the cabin.
Quan Youcai stretched out his head and stared at Jian Chen intently.
At this time, a vast white brilliance appeared in the distant sky, illuminating the dark sky in the distance, forming a unique scenery, attracting the eyes of countless people on the distant river bank. These vast white brilliance are the Holy Light.
Power is gathering towards Jian Chen from ten miles away.
Jian Chen pointed his finger at the sky, and the huge bright holy power drawn from ten miles away quickly condensed towards his fingertips, and soon condensed into a silver-white holy sword that was ten meters long. The holy sword emitted a dazzling light,
The whole sky and earth were illuminated with snowy white.
Moreover, there was a layer of surging coercion emanating from the holy sword, making the surrounding air sticky, and the sixth-level light saint masters on the boat even felt it was difficult to breathe in the face of this pressure.
Jian Chen stood upright on the deck of the boat. Against the background of the silver-white holy sword, he looked like a god standing between heaven and earth. His cold face and sharp eyes were filled with a sense of majesty.
Qi is sacred and inviolable.
"This... this... this is actually the Sword of Judgment, one of the three great magical arts!" A Saint Master of Light from the Eight Great Families said in a trembling voice.
"No, this is not the real Sword of Judgment. The real Sword of Judgment is much more powerful than it is now. Although Yang Yutian has used the Sword of Judgment, its power is only 10% of the real Sword of Judgment.
One or two." The Marquis said in a deep voice. Even though the power of the Sword of Judgment displayed by Jian Chen was far from the real one, in their eyes, it was still an unparalleled move.
The faces of the men in black who besieged Jian Chen became very ugly, and they exclaimed: "No, this is the Sword of Judgment, one of the three great magical arts of the Holy Master of Light. It can even destroy the Holy King. Retreat quickly.
Be sure not to be locked by the sword of judgment, otherwise no one will be able to escape."
Upon hearing this, the men in black around them suddenly dispersed and flew away into the distance as if they were escaping for their lives.
Suddenly, Jian Chen waved his hand, and the holy sword condensed on his fingertips immediately turned into a silver-white light, shooting towards the few men in black who escaped at the speed of lightning.
The speed of the holy sword was very fast, and it did not allow the men in black to dodge. It passed directly through the bodies of several men in black. Although the injuries were not fatal, this holy sword was three-dimensional after all.
The Sword of Judgment, one of the great divine arts, contained a huge failure, which directly destroyed the bodies and spirits of those men in black.
The divine light in Jian Chen's eyes flashed, as if two bright lights were lit up in the dark night. At this moment, his divine consciousness actually established a very subtle connection with the Sword of Judgment. The Sword of Judgment killed several black men.
After the man in black, he actually continued to fly towards the other men in black under the control of Jian Chen.
With the speed of the Judgment Sword, he killed three men in black again in less than a breath, and then continued to fly towards the remaining people without losing any speed.
With the speed of the Judgment Sword, he killed three men in black again in less than a breath, and then continued to fly towards the remaining people without losing any speed.
"No, this is not the real Sword of Judgment. The power of the real Sword of Judgment is definitely more than that. That's all. Since we can't run away, then we all just join forces and use heaven-level combat skills to destroy this incomplete Sword of Judgment.
Break it into pieces." A man in black seemed to recognize the Sword of Judgment, one of the three divine arts, and immediately shouted.
The remaining men in black joined forces and used heaven-level combat skills at the same time. Suddenly, a powerful pressure filled the world, tightly locking the sword of judgment that was shot towards them. Several heaven-level battles
You cast it from the hands of the man in black and violently collided with the sword of judgment in mid-air.
"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the Sword of Judgment and several heaven-level combat skills collapsed in mid-air at the same time. The huge energy aftermath raged between the heaven and the earth, lifting the river water below more than ten meters high, and even the boat was lifted.
Being greatly implicated, thick cracks opened on the deck, quickly covering the entire boat, and the entire bow of the boat became dilapidated.
Several men in black were continuously pushed back by the powerful energy aftermath. Jian Chen blocked the front with a holy light shield. The energy aftermath impacted on the shield, making Jian Chen's steps retreat again and again.
On the other side, the battle between the eight major families in the City of Gods and more than twenty men in black had stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on Jian Chen.
Jian Chen, a sixth-level Holy Master of Light, shocked them all with his brilliant combat skills. A dozen of the Sky Holy Masters who besieged him were actually beheaded. Nearly ten of them were killed, and only the last one was killed.
A few people survived.
The twenty dozen black-clothed men who besieged the eight major families and several sixth-level light saint masters from the eight major families looked at each other, and then, as if they had a tacit understanding, they all abandoned the eight major families and rushed towards Jian Chen. At this moment,
Everyone's eyes became extremely cold, and a strong murderous intention emanated from them. It was obvious that they had truly committed murder.
Among them, more than a dozen men in black all used their strongest blows to attack Jian Chen in a fan shape. The bodies of the last few people rose into the sky, suspended high in the air, and at the same time they were preparing heaven-level combat skills.
Seeing this scene, Quan Youcai's expression suddenly changed, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Oh no, the people of these eight major families have gone too far. They want to kill people and silence them. Yang Yutian
But for the president’s disciples, it would be difficult for them to do this
Aren't you afraid of offending the president? Alas, it's a pity that although I, Quan Youcai, have some strength, under the siege of so many Sky Saint Masters, I have no choice but to die. I don't even have a chance to escape. Little brother Yang Yutian
, it’s not that I, Quan Youcai, won’t help you, but that I really can’t do anything. I hope you can survive without any danger. If something really happens to you, I, Quan Youcai, will definitely tell you about it.
Mr. President, let Mr. President avenge you."
Feeling the killing intent emanating from those men in black, Jian Chen's eyes turned completely cold, and a strong killing intent filled his heart.
"Master Yang Yutian, go quickly, I will stop them." A thick voice came, and Yang Ling's burly body was seen blocking the front of Jian Chen, with a look of determination on his face. At this moment, Yang Ling
Ling has already developed a desire to die. Even if he is buried here, he must let Jian Chen escape from here safely.
Looking at Yang Ling's burly body, Jian Chen's mind was deeply touched, and his eyes became a little complicated. He could clearly feel that Yang Ling was already prepared to die for a person whom he could not recognize.
Those who have not had any friendship for three days will die.
At this moment, Yang Ling's status in Jian Chen's mind skyrocketed.
"Ah!" Yang Ling, who was standing in front of Jian Chen, had no idea that his status in Jian Chen's mind had changed tremendously. He raised his head to the sky and roared, holding a huge sword and facing a dozen black-clothed men without any fear.
The man rushed over, showing a brave and fearless spirit.
Although Yang Ling is a rank-6 Sky Saint Master, the dozen men in black on the opposite side have a numerical advantage after all, and their strength is not weak. Several of them have the strength of a rank-5 Sky Saint Master, so
As soon as the two sides clashed, Yang Ling was suppressed by several opponents of the same level. Then he was hit in the chest by two men in black, causing Yang Ling to vomit blood. He was already seriously injured. In the end, there were three holy weapons that showed no mercy.
It stabbed Yang Ling's body, passing through Yang Ling's chest, heart, and Dantian.
"Master Yang Yutian, leave quickly!" Yang Ling let out a heart-rending roar with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He used his body to lift Jian Chen and drag down the hands and feet of several men in black, buying Jian Chen time to escape.
Although Yang Ling knew that Jian Chen was very powerful, this time he faced more than twenty Sky Saint Masters, and there were several Sky Saint Masters who were using Heaven-level combat skills at the same time. Once their Heaven-level combat skills were used,
If it is used, even the sixth-level Sky Saint Master will definitely die. In addition, Jian Chen has experienced successive battles before, draining all the light holy power within a radius of ten miles, which consumes a lot of money. Even if he retains some combat power at this moment,
But in Yang Ling's view, it was absolutely no match for the joint efforts of more than twenty Sky Saint Masters. Therefore, Yang Ling would fight for Jian Chen's escape time with a death wish, because his responsibility was to protect Jian Chen's safety.
Jian Chen stared blankly at Yang Ling, whose body was pierced by three holy weapons. The murderous intention in his heart had reached its peak, and he said in a cold voice: "Today, none of you can even think of leaving here!" Jian Chen's hands
He quickly formed a strange handprint on his chest, and slowly closed his eyes tightly.
For a moment, his whole body seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth.
Suddenly, in the dark night sky, an extremely strong light suddenly appeared, as dazzling as the sun above the nine heavens, illuminating the entire world, not only turning the night at Piaoxiang River into day, but also
The City of God, which was twenty miles away, was illuminated by this strong light, which illuminated half of the city, alarming countless people in the City of God.
"What...what is this?" The sudden change caused the twenty or so men in black who were besieging Jian Chen to stop one after another. They all looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with shock.
"This, this, this... what is this?" On the boat, the sixth-order light saint masters from the eight major families also looked up at the sky, their eyes full of surprise.
In the City of Gods, over eight huge mansions, a dozen figures appeared silently, staring solemnly at the strong white light in the sky dozens of miles away, with deep fear deep in their eyes.
"This is the forbidden art of divine descent. There is a seventh-level light saint master who is performing the forbidden art!"
"No, this divine descending technique is different from what is described in the classics. Although the momentum is huge, its power seems to be too weak."
"Yes, this divine art is powerful on the outside but powerful on the outside. It can only pose some non-fatal threats to the people in the first and second heavens of the Holy King."
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At the headquarters of the Guangming Saint Master Guild, on the top floor of the Holy Light Tower, the union president who was sitting cross-legged and practicing suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately came to the window in a flash, staring into the distance in surprise, and murmured: "This
It's a divine descending technique, no,
This is an incomplete divine art. It only has a form but no spirit. I didn’t even feel the existence of any original power in it. Who is this genius who actually developed such a method? Although it is possible to perform such a divine art.
The power will be greatly weakened, but there is no need to sacrifice one's life. No, I have to go and see!" The president stepped on the white clouds and flew away from the window like lightning.