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Chapter 2907 What about the arrogance of the northern realm!

When Wang Daochen's shadow appeared before, Su Xuan sensed the breath of Nalan's destiny in him.

Originally, Su Xuan's idea about the Tianshi Holy Land was whether he could come or not! But...

Since he found traces of Nalan Tianming, Su Xuan naturally wanted to come and take a look! As soon as he came in, Su Xuan sensed that Nalan Tianming was imprisoned under the holy land.

"It is estimated that the orthodox inheritance of Tianshi Holy Land recognized Nalan. Naturally, Tianshi Holy Land did not recognize an outsider as being the orthodox, so they imprisoned Nalan and wanted to replace him!"

"The person in front of me from the north has obviously also taken away the inheritance Nalan received, which is why I feel familiar!"

"The Heavenly Lion Holy Land...has a false name!"

"In that case..." Su Xuan suddenly made a sharp stroke forward.

"boom!"

The surroundings quietly collapsed. It was Wang Daochen who took action. His strength was terrifying and invisible. Su Xuan was caught off guard and took two steps back! Wang Daochen's expression was cold and majestic, and the four-clawed python in the python robe continued to swim around, supporting him.

He is beyond words precious.

"You, a piece of trash from Donghuang, dare to attack me. Who gave you the courage?"

Wang Daochen spoke coldly, obviously annoyed by Su Xuan's previous actions.

In the eyes of the northern monks, the Eastern Wasteland is already a barbarian land! And Wang Daochen is born noble, and his status and status surpass that of most northern monks. This naturally makes him think that the Eastern Wasteland monks are trash! Wang Daochen is not the body of a holy king.

But his physical body has been transformed by the environment of the North and his own inheritance, and has broken away from the level of the mortal body! This makes some monks in the North feel that they have transcended the mortal world, and only the immortals in the Endless Immortal Realm can compare with them! As for what is left in the East

The creatures of Huang... Hehe! No matter how strong they are, they are still rubbish! This is an innate psychological advantage that makes them feel extraordinary! However.

Wang Daochen is indeed very strong! The avenue he cultivated is the king's path. At this moment, he burst out with a self-centered aura! The avenue all over his body showed a light golden color, which was a symbol of the extremely high level of transformation, and it took on the shape of a python transforming into a dragon.

"Whoa!"

Wang Daochen flicked his right hand, and a dark gold holy sword appeared.

The Kingly Sword! The holy sword that is extremely famous in the Northern Territory is one of the swords of the Northern Heavenly Court! "Today I will let you see the power of my Northern monk, and how weak you are in front of me!"

Wang Daochen spoke indifferently.

"Your sword is good."

Su Xuan said coldly.

Wang Daochen was startled and immediately understood what Su Xuan meant.

"You still want my sword, where did you get that fate from?"

Wang Daochen stopped drinking.

"boom!"

Wang Daochen took a step forward, and the royal sword in his hand spit out thousands of brilliance.

In an instant.

Wang Daochen rushed to Su Xuan, his eyes emotionless: "I will let you know the consequences of angering me!"

"boom!"

Su Xuan stretched out his hand, and with a firm grip, the Lingxiao Sword appeared.

"Kill the King of Luck!"

Su Xuan spoke coldly.

"Bang!"

Shocking roar echoed.

Wang Daochen's forward momentum was stopped, and his pupils narrowed when he looked at Lingxiao Sword: "Is it the sword of the Holy King Lingxiao? It can indeed defeat my kingly way, but so what!"

Luck governs the king! This is a saying that has been said since ancient times.

At this moment, Lingxiao Sword does have a strong suppression on Wangdao Sword.

But... "Then come again!"

Whoa! Wang Daochen reappeared with a sword.

The Dragon King Sword! Forged with the royal blood of the dragon clan, with nine ancient dragon souls entwined in it! Aang! The shocking roar echoed at this moment.

Wang Daochen was like a Dragon Saint possessing him, his physical strength doubled.

The powerful force surged directly towards Su Xuan, seeming to overthrow the entire holy land.

Su Xuan's expression was calm and he clenched his left hand fiercely.

The Holy Sword of Wind and Thunder! Wind and thunder are like drums, beating in all directions! "Boom!"

The roar of terror echoed.

Wang Daochen and Su Xuan both regressed.

"Another holy sword?"

Wang Daochen's expression became a little cold.

The Eastern Wasteland is barren! You can count the number of holy swords with your hands, but Su Xuan took out two directly, which still surprised him.

"Then... if you have the ability, take out another one!"

Wang Daochen shouted sharply.

"boom!"

An ancient sword scabbard loomed behind Wang Daochen, and the holy sword transformed by ancient vitality was unsheathed, stirring forces from all directions.

Yuan Sword! In the ancient times, thousands of qi were everywhere! Yuan Qi was one of the top types of qi! Although it has dissipated now, this is the Holy Sword forged with massive amounts of Yuan Qi in front of you! Moreover.

The strongest point of this sword is that it can blend into the heaven and earth, and is extremely compatible with the laws of heaven and earth. "The vitality... can mobilize all things in the world and stir up the terrain in all directions!"

Wang Daochen held three swords across his chest, and his momentum exploded.

At this moment, Wang Daochen seemed to merge into the world.

It was obvious that Wang Daochen also practiced the laws of heaven and earth, and his level was obviously not low! Boom! Wang Daochen bullied him again, and the infinite power of heaven and earth seemed to squeeze Su Xuan.

"Bang bang bang..." The ground exploded one after another, making the monks in Tianshi Holy Land horrified.

"No wonder the Holy Lord is so respectful to him!"

"You are so strong, and your background is extraordinary!"

"The evil lord has kicked the iron plate, let's see how he responds!"

They were both shocked and inspired.

"You are strong, but compared to me, you are still too weak!"

Wang Daochen stopped drinking, already deceiving himself.

Su Xuan suddenly raised his head.

Phew! The holy sword of origin appears, and the sword cuts through the world.

"boom!"

The sword seal totem behind Su Xuan suddenly turned, and the majestic sword intent burst out instantly.

"Bang bang bang..." roared one after another.

Wang Daochen felt an unparalleled force sweeping through his body, knocking him backwards.

"How is that possible?"

Wang Daochen's expression changed slightly.

The third holy sword?

Where did this garbage come from so many treasures?

The Holy Land monks were also stunned, their faces stiffened.

After all... I was full of hope just a moment ago, feeling that Su Xuan had hit a brick wall.

But unexpectedly, Su Xuan kicked the iron plate out of a pit.

"Buzz buzz..." Su Xuan's body was surrounded by sword intent in all directions, as if ancient Sanskrit sounds were resounding, making him feel like a fairy or a demon.

"Is this just enough strength?"

Su Xuan said indifferently: "If that's the case, then go die!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Not only the Lingxiao Sword, the Holy Sword of Wind and Thunder, and the Holy Sword of Origin, but also the Heavenly Sword, the Immortal Sword, and the Evil Sword appeared one after another, as well as the Beichen Sword, and the Sword of All Beings, one of the Eight Treasures of the Saint.

Eight swords flew across the sky.

Under Wang Daochen's dull gaze, Su Xuan's entire body levitated directly.

"How do you get the confidence to compete with me in swordsmanship?"

Su Xuan stopped drinking.

Later.

The sword falls like rain.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The shocking roar began to echo.

Su Xuan's sword was faster than the sword, and it hit Wang Daochen directly like stars falling.

Just ten breaths! Under the horrified and jealous gaze of the Holy Lord Tianshi, the Tianshi Palace was directly bombed, and the ground sank hundreds of feet.

The dust has not yet settled.

The power of the avenue is still violent! "Dead..." Many people swallowed.

but.

"No, there is a terrifying momentum erupting!"

Everyone's expressions brightened.

"boom!"

In ruins.

Nine huge emperors rise directly from the ground! A strange phenomenon! The nine emperors support the sky! When you reach the level of spiritual saint, all kinds of strange phenomena will appear! But...

Wang Daochen had obviously refined it in advance! Wang Daochen then appeared, his hair standing on end, like a sharp sword, carrying awe-inspiring power.

His eyes were even more tinged with ancient gold.

"You've totally pissed me off!"

Wang Daochen spoke coldly, with indifference and dignity.


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