The situation on the field showed that Yang Tian had fallen into defeat.
Haotian's eyes were filled with coldness, and today he stepped on Tianfu to shock the world and let everyone know that Kunlun Wei Ming cannot be violated.
And Jian Chen's eyes have been falling on the fairy sword in the sky.
The power of the fairy sword to kill immortals and suppress demons fascinates him, the number one swordsman in the world.
This is a divine weapon that is more powerful than the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword. If he gets it, his cultivation level will definitely skyrocket.
When the time comes, chase Haotian directly.
The Three Saints of Kunlun can also be renamed the Three Patriarchs of Kunlun.
By that time, Kunlun will have the power of the Heaven-Destroying Demon Ancestor and the Corpse Emperor to dominate the entire world.
At this moment, even Xuan Qing thought that the overall situation was decided.
Everyone wanted to see the expression on Yang Tian's face.
However, he never expected that the young man would have a smile on his face.
"what's the situation?"
Everyone was stunned. The power of the fairy sword was suppressed by the Kunlun Mirror. Xuan Qing used the power of heaven.
The gap was so huge, it was an unsolvable situation, yet he actually managed to laugh.
"Is Mr. Yang crazy?"
The fat man stared blankly at this scene and expressed everyone's thoughts.
"No, my little brother is in danger and I have to save him."
Little Ling'er, who was wearing a fairy dress, was the first to become anxious. Her pretty face was filled with worry and she was about to rush out when Wen Ya stopped her.
"Don't worry, Yang Tian will find a way."
Wen Ya, who was wearing a fiery red cheongsam, had worries on her face, but she still didn't move.
Yang Tian did not give the order, the God-killing Formation has not been activated yet, so naturally Yang Tian will not be defeated if Tianfu is undefeated.
"Hehe, don't worry, the big bad guy has a lot of trump cards. When we went to the demon clan, we killed all the demon clan, and the powerful Heavenly Demon Ancestor couldn't stop us from leaving. He won't suffer a loss."
At this moment, little Phoenix seemed like a big sister comforting little Ling'er and stroking her head.
Little Ling'er suddenly became furious.
"I'm older than you. You clown chicken, show me some respect and put down your paws."
Little Phoenix snorted angrily: "Don't think that I don't know that your nickname is actually Huahua. Really, I comfort you so well, but you still don't appreciate it, huh!"
As he said that, he rolled his beautiful fiery red eyes and ignored Xiao Ling'er angrily.
"Ah, do you dare to call me by my nickname again? Only brother Yang Tian can call me this nickname. Believe it or not, I will kill you right now."
Xiao Ling'er was so angry that her chest was heaving violently. The two of them stared at each other and almost fought each other again.
"Stop making trouble, don't you know what time it is now?"
Xiyao frowned, and when her ethereal voice sounded, the two of them stopped walking at the same time.
If this had happened before, the two of them would have definitely fought each other, but now the situation is critical and they must not act out of emotion.
Seeing the two people stop, Xiyao ignored them, her beautiful eyes were worried about Yang Tian, and she jumped up and flew towards the sky.
"Yang Tian, let me help you."
The woman in the green skirt spoke softly, her eyes falling on the young man.
Although Yang Tian had a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, he still smiled and shook his head.
"It's just a Kunlun Mirror, I haven't taken it seriously yet."
"Hmph, you are so imminent that you still dare to be so arrogant."
Xuan Qing had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Before the smile could completely spread on his face, the young man had already spoken softly.
"Do you know why the Corpse Emperor was defeated?"
"What?"
Not only Xuan Qing, but everyone in this world was stunned.
Why did the Corpse Emperor fail?
They all want to know the reason for this.
After all, the Corpse Emperor is the most powerful person in this world. Half a year ago, when the Xuanqing Heavenly Demon Ancestor did not break through the Heavenly Ancestor, he was the most powerful existence.
A half-step Heavenly Ancestor with a level of cultivation can conquer everything in the world.
Now that he has already broken through to the true Heavenly Ancestor Realm, he was defeated by Yang Tian, a mere mid-term Heavenly Saint. This is indeed a bit puzzling.
Everyone looked at Yang Tian with doubtful eyes, expecting his answer.
And the young man did not disappoint them.
When a fairy sword appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth, everyone's eyes had changed from confusion to shock.
"Hey, how is this possible?"
"Where did this fairy sword come from? I feel terrifying fluctuations in the power of every fairy sword."
"Oh my God, is this that kid's trump card?"
Everyone could hardly believe their eyes.
There are all kinds of fairy swords, and if you put any of them in the monastic world, it can cause a bloody storm.
And so many fairy swords seem to be endless, which is shocking.
A smile appeared on Yang Tian's face.
"This is my trump card for defeating the Corpse Emperor."
The power of three hundred thousand fairy swords, plus the fairy sword to suppress demons and the fairy sword to kill immortals are combined into one.
This force crushed the ax soul power of Pangu Ax.
Kunlun Mirror is ranked eighth, so what does it mean?
The man in green clothes in the field looked at the scene in front of him with heart palpitations.
No one expected that this war would take a shocking turn.
"Haha, I just said, Mr. Yang will not lose."
Mr. Yu danced excitedly, just like a child.
When Yang Tian summoned 300,000 fairy swords, the old man with the sword was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
"Impossible, this is unscientific, this is absolutely unscientific. How can there be so many fairy swords in this world? Who is the identity of that young man, and where does this power come from!"
No one helped him answer his question because everyone was staring intently at the field at the moment.
I'm afraid I missed some details.
Both sides have pretty much revealed their trump cards, now it’s time to see who is better.
Xuan Qing's pupils were shrinking, and Haotian's face was ugly and gloomy.
And Jian Chen could no longer express his feelings in words.
The swordsman master now sees hundreds of thousands of fairy swords appearing in his opponent's hands, which is enough to make him despair.
Now he finally understands that in the way of swordsmanship, he is like a frog in a well who can only sit in the well and look at the sky.
If he were to compete with the young man in the swordsmanship that he was most proud of, he would probably be powerless to resist.
"The Corpse Emperor was... defeated like this!"
The young man's smile became even brighter. He used the power of the immortal essence to point all 300,000 immortal swords at Xuan Qing.
Then, he whispered a word in his mouth.
"kill!"
The tone was neither light nor serious, but it echoed in everyone's ears.
In the field, the sound of sword chants continued.
Thousands of sword energy formed a majestic sword river, crushing hard against the Kunlun Mirror in the sky.
boom!
In an instant, the Kunlun Mirror was dimmed by such a powerful attack.
Then one corner was cut off by the two immortal swords that merged into one.
Poof!
Xuan Qing's mind is closely connected with the power of the fairy sword. Now that a corner of the Kunlun Mirror has been cut off, although it does not damage the mirror surface, it is enough to greatly reduce the power of the Kunlun Mirror.
Jianhe's power remained unabated and he crushed the people of Kunlun.
"Oh My God!"
The corners of everyone's eyes were twitching fiercely. This was the first time they had seen a battle of this level.
The heaven and earth collapsed and shattered, and the laws were in chaos.
And the most important thing is that the Kunlun Mirror, the only remaining artifact from ancient times, was broken into pieces.
How strong is the opponent's power?
The Three Saints of Kunlun finally became frightened when they saw Jianhe crushing them.
"All Kunlun disciples obey the order and gather defensive formations."
The Kunlun disciples nodded, and then the majestic true energy burst out from their bodies and gathered together. Under the guidance of the Three Saints, they formed a solid and thick barrier.
boom!
The momentary impact not only shook the entire barrier, but also the heaven and earth.
The aftermath of the impact was like a planetary collision, emitting a ripple-like golden dazzling after-effects, tearing apart the sky and destroying the earth.
Although everyone was hiding thousands of feet away at the moment, they still felt unsafe and kept retreating.
"This formation should be able to withstand this attack, right?"
One of the Kunlun disciples raised a frightened question.
He really regretted it now. He regretted coming here. No one expected that Kunlun, who possessed the divine weapon and the Heavenly Ancestor, would be beaten to such a situation by the young man alone.
I am simply heartbroken.
A powerful Tianzun next to him comforted: "Don't worry, we will use the entire defense of Kunlun to be sure..." (To be continued)
