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Chapter 963 Reappearance of Zhu Xian

Wen Ya struggled to catch Yang Tian who fell from the sky.

Yang Tian's cultivation base was exhausted, and the superior immortal skill Tianhuang Seal he displayed was extremely powerful.

Even though Du Shan was in the Heavenly Emperor realm, one of his arms was cut off.

There was dead silence in the place, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

"Our sect leader actually seriously injured a Heavenly Emperor?"

They were all dumbfounded. This was a different level. Logically speaking, Yang Tiancai was the one who was crushed and beaten.

Why is it the other way around?

"we won."

Wen Ya's pale and pretty face held a trace of joy as she looked at Du Shan among the ruins and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"No!"

Yang Tian stood up weakly, and then slowly said: "In the Tribulation Realm, I underestimated him."

"What?"

There was a look of confusion on Wen Ya's face, and just as she was about to speak, she found that among the ruins, a soaring aura struck the sky again.

"How could that be? How could he not be dead yet!"

Everyone's eyelids twitched fiercely as they looked at the figure slowly crawling out of the ruins.

It was none other than Du Shan.

His arm was severed, but he was not fatally injured.

Du Shan coughed up a mouthful of blood, then wiped the corners of his mouth with a cold look on his face.

"Saint realm? Oh, you can actually hurt me to such a state. Yang Tian, ​​you are proud enough."

The true energy from his body radiated out, covering the severed arm. Then the originally broken arm grew out of thin air, and all the wounds on his body were restored.

"I admit that I underestimated you, but that's the end of it."

Dushan's palms are filled with monstrous pure energy.

"Ancient Emperor's Palm!"

This is an ancient forbidden technique second only to the Red Lotus Hegemony.

He has not yet reached the ultimate level in his practice of the Red Lotus Hegemony. It is the most powerful move under the Mahayana realm, and he may be able to display it only at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor realm.

As for this ancient emperor's palm, he has practiced it thoroughly and can exert absolute power.

Dushan's true essence was condensed in his palm, carving a golden giant palm in the void.

The giant palm is as big as a mountain, and its entire body is golden and dazzling. It is violent and violent.

Even people hundreds of feet away felt a strong pressure.

Yang Tian stood up, his eyes serious.

This time the opponent is too powerful, and the gap in realm cannot be made up by magical skills.

If the full version of Tianhuang Seal were used, he might be seriously injured and defeated.

However, the incomplete version of the Tianhuang Seal used this time was far less powerful.

Now the opponent is casting a powerful spell again, and the crisis is coming.

There was no trace of immortal energy left in Yang Tian's body. He gritted his teeth and directly activated the Heaven Swallowing Technique, extracting his own vitality and turning it into energy.

His eyes instantly turned blood red.

"You want to risk your life? Then I will accompany you."

His vitality was withdrawn, and his black hair turned silver-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I was originally full of energy, but now I have become sluggish.

"Yang Tian!"

Wen Ya felt the change in Yang Tian and couldn't help crying out sadly.

Yang Tian did not look back, he took a step forward and shouted angrily: "Zhu Xian!"

The Immortal Emperor's soul forcibly broke through the fifth floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower, and a golden sword emerged in the void.

The Zhuxian Sword made a sword roar, which lasted for a long time and shocked people's soul.

Everyone felt strong oppression from this sword stained with the blood of a true immortal.

If this sword had not been damaged when killing the Demon Emperor in Xuantian Continent, it would definitely be able to crush Du Shan with its own power.

However, when the Immortal Killing Sword was damaged, the soul inside it fell, and the sword also fell from the level of an immortal sword to that of a semi-immortal sword.

Therefore, Yang Tian placed it on the fifth floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower and used the sword tomb to warm and nourish the Zhuxian Sword, intending to let the Zhuxian Sword regenerate a soul and restore the glory of the Immortal Sword.

Yang Tian held the Zhuxian Sword, and his momentum was rising again.

His Immortal Emperor's coercion made everyone surrender, but the physical strength was still not enough to exert all the power of the Immortal Emperor's soul, otherwise the physical body would not be able to withstand such a powerful soul and would burst.

Even so, it is more than enough to crush a Heavenly Emperor.

Du Shan suddenly felt the powerful pressure emanating from Yang Tian, ​​and couldn't help but feel frightened.

"What tricks are you playing again?"

Du Shan gritted his teeth and twitched the corners of his mouth.

This boy gave him too many surprises, so much so that he had the illusion that he would perish here, which made him very uncomfortable.

The Tianhuang Seal just now shocked him, and now that this sword cooperates with this powerful soul, he is suppressing the look of horror at this moment.

He didn't understand where this kid got so many trump cards. They were so endless and annoying.

"What? Are you afraid?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Tian's lips. All the immortal energy exchanged for life poured into the Immortal Killing Sword.

"It's ridiculous. I would be afraid of you, a little saint?"

Du Shan's eyes were also blood red and he said crazily: "Even if you have thousands of trump cards, I will kill you to defend the majesty of Kunlun. All the treasures in your heaven will belong to me, Kunlun. This sword in your hand is not bad.

, when I respect the ancestor Jian Chen, he will definitely promote me, and by then I will be the fourth ancestor of Kunlun, above ten thousand people, and respected by everyone."

Yang Tian sneered disdainfully: "Are you still awake from the dream?"

The Zhuxian Sword in his hand kept making sword movements, and the terrifying sword energy and sword intention shocked everyone.

"Since you haven't woken up from the dream, then go to hell and dream."

Yang Tian's long sword pointed at the sky, and the majestic immortal energy poured out.

"The Sixty-Four Sword Styles of Killing Immortals!"

He shouted angrily and the Immortal Killing Sword suddenly turned into sixty-four streams of light, heading towards Du Shan to kill him.

Each sword move tore through the endless void, and the sound of sword chants and sword intent made people feel the breath of death.

Du Shan's eyes were filled with shock. Although the sword technique performed by the young man was not as powerful as the sword technique performed by Jian Chen's ancestor.

But his sword intent far left his Kunlun Jian Chen ancestor behind.

This made him unbelievable. He had to know that Old Jian Chen was the person with the most thorough understanding of sword intentions in the world. He did not expect that in this place, a weak saint-level person would actually have sword intentions that surpassed Old Man Jian Chen.

However, the swordsmanship attack in front of him was already coming, and it was in vain to think about it. Then he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

The ancient emperor's palm instantly became three-dimensional, and the giant palm as big as a mountain struck Yang Tian fiercely.

However, how could this mere mortal ancient forbidden technique compete with Yang Tian's fairy sword.

And it's also a fairy sword that uses magic.

The giant golden palm was cut into pieces, and the power that Yang Tian exerted by using up nearly half of his body's life force should not be underestimated.

Du Shan's ancient forbidden technique was broken, and the remaining power of the sixty-four sword styles was not reduced, and it came towards him to kill him fiercely.

Without any accident, he was directly destroyed, and the sword style tore the earth apart, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

Yang Tian really tried his best this time and used so many powerful magical skills in succession, which was equivalent to overdrawing nearly half of his life force.

His hair was pale, like an old man in his twilight years. After falling to the ground, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Now, you should die."

He has paid such a high price. From the peak of the Saint Realm to the Heavenly Emperor Realm, these two gaps are so insurmountable that it is simply unimaginable.

"Finally dead."

Wen Ya stepped forward, supported Yang Tian who was about to fall, and sat on the ground, letting the boy lie in her arms.

The young man was so tired that he could hardly open his eyelids.

The disciples of Tianfu all cheered loudly. Their sect leader defeated a Celestial Emperor with his peak cultivation of Saint Realm. If this was spread, it would probably shock the entire Chinese nation.

The five hidden sects and the three secret realms all have to stand aside.

Tianfu will become the most powerful sect under Kunlun, and maybe within a few years, they will be able to take the top position.

However, before their cheers could end, a tiger roar suddenly came from the place where the Sixty-Four Sword Style fell, and then the ground shook.

The aura of terror spread throughout Tianfu.

Everyone's eyelids were twitching constantly, as if a ferocious beast had escaped from its cage.

Then what happened next was a scene that everyone will never forget.

The earth cracked open, and a white tiger crawled out of the crack.

It has a ferocious face and a huge body, as big as a mountain.

"The Dharma of Heaven and Earth!"

Seeing this scene, Gu Yuan had a look of horror on his face.

The Dharma of Heaven and Earth condensed in the Heavenly Emperor Realm can far surpass that of the Heavenly Lord Realm.

This white tiger must be the condensed form of heaven and earth, lifelike, just like a real tiger.

"He is really an invincible Xiaoqiang."

Yang Tian sighed, but there was no panic on his face.

Although he is now exhausted, an ant with ordinary cultivation can defeat him.

In the crack, Dushan's chest was still bleeding.

He was penetrated sixty-four times by the sixty-four sword styles, but even so, he still did not die.

Everyone once again witnessed the power of the Heavenly Emperor Realm. (To be continued)


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