Yang Tian watched as several women stood up, each with a look of determination on their pretty faces.
But this battle is no longer at a level they can touch.
This competition is about the power of heaven, not the power of true energy.
This time, he planned to endure it forcefully.
"But……"
Anxiety appeared on the pretty faces of the girls. Just when they were about to say something more, the boy frowned and gave a soft drink.
"Back off!"
The girls finally stopped insisting and took a few steps back, planning to help Yang Tian when he needed them.
"I'd like to be curious, what other cards do you have that you haven't revealed yet."
Xuan Qing stood up at this moment, with a cold look on his face, and his cold and angry tone could no longer suppress the violent aura.
Kunlun was destroyed.
He was the only one left.
Haotian fell and Jian Chen died.
He is the only one left among the three sages of Kunlun.
The remaining disciples of Kunlun, those who were loyal to them have all been killed, and those who remained have long since left Kunlun.
Now I have left here.
He really became a loner.
With this deep-seated hatred, how could he not take revenge?
Yang Tian raised his eyelids and glanced at him, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Since you want to see it, I'll let you see it. I hope you won't regret it in the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal Killing Sword lay at his side.
The boy cut his wrist open again.
Dazzling bright golden blood spurted out and dripped on the Zhuxian Sword.
The fairy sword suddenly emitted a bright golden light, and everyone felt that there seemed to be a terrifying creature awakening inside the sword.
"Oh My God."
There were expressions of horror on everyone's faces.
"What are you doing, Mr. Yang?"
"Why is his blood golden? Is it different from mine?"
"It is said that only the blood of immortals is golden. Could it be that Mr. Yang is the legendary immortal?"
This scene has been shocking everyone.
The old man who wielded the sword frowned tightly at this moment, and said with uncertainty in his tone: "Mr. Yang, are you sacrificing blood to the sword?"
Mr. Yu said with worry on his face: "All the power in the blood pools of the holy places of my seven ancient families has been absorbed by Mr. Yang. Rumor has it that the place where the blood pools are is the place where the real ancient immortals fell. Mr. Yang
His blood evolved into gold there, which means that he is the only person in this world who has real immortal blood. Using the immortal blood as a sacrifice to the sword can make the sword burst out with real power."
"True power?"
The old man with the sword frowned at this moment, with confusion on his face.
"I can't see through this sword. What will happen if it bursts out with real power?"
Mr. Yu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then said in a calm tone: "You can kill Yinglong."
The battle between the young man and Ying Long will remain in Mr. Yu's mind forever.
At that time, he had already determined that the young man was invincible and the world,
Compared with Yinglong, Xuan Qing, Corpse Emperor, and Heavenly Demon Ancestor all had to rest.
It has been hidden from the world for thousands of years, otherwise it is really uncertain who will dominate this world.
Yang Tian's body was shaking slightly, and the rapid loss of immortal blood had already damaged his very foundation.
This time, he paid a heavy price.
In order to fight against Ying Long, he lost one-third of his immortal blood, and even after a long period of recuperation, he was unable to recover.
After all, if you want to recover, you have to find a blood pool containing real immortal blood again. Only in this way can you make up for the consumption.
There is only one place in this world, and it has been absorbed and exhausted by Yang Tian.
When we rescued Wen Ya just now, although the loss was huge, there was still three-fifths left.
Now, Yang Tian wants to pour out three-fifths of the immortal blood into the Immortal Killing Sword.
Summon the real sword soul and let the Zhuxian Sword have 100% of its real power.
This time, he wants to restore the Zhuxian Sword.
After absorbing a large amount of immortal blood, the Zhuxian Sword began to change at this moment.
That bright light covered everything in the world.
The power of the sword soul is awakening.
All the spiritual swords present were trembling and surrendering.
Even the Ice Lady's fairy sword to suppress demons is no exception.
They seemed to have encountered the emperor in the sword and were frightened.
The old man's pupils tightened with a sword.
"The power of this sword is definitely the strongest weapon in this world. Xuan Qing's Kunlun realm is absolutely invincible."
He took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and then said to Mr. Yu: "Now I vaguely agree with your previous point of view."
"What?"
Mr. Yu became a little confused.
"This sword is definitely more powerful than the Xuanyuan Sword, the number one ancient artifact."
"hehe."
Mr. Yu smiled and said nothing.
In his heart, that sword was always ranked above the Xuanyuan Sword, because the sword didn't seem to belong to this world, as if it came from the fairy world.
Otherwise, how could he be so unknown on this star?
The immortal blood from Yang Tian's body was drained away, and the real sword soul of the Zhuxian Sword finally woke up completely.
Since then,
The Zhuxian Sword has regained 100% of its power.
Yang Tian's body was a little shaky. Having lost all his immortal blood, the price he paid might be greater than everyone thought.
However, he still stands firm in this world.
His face was pale and the corners of his lips were bloodless.
The young man took a deep breath, and then let out a roar that shook the world.
"I have a sword!"
The sound stirred up the changes in the heaven and earth, and everyone felt deafened when they heard the words.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror, feeling their minds and hearts being involved.
In the field, the young man in white was holding a sword to kill the immortals, pointing at the sky, his blood-red eyes and black hair dancing wildly as he shouted angrily.
"I have a sword that can cut mountains, overturn seas, destroy demons, kill demons, kill immortals, open the sky, and split the earth!"
In an instant, the majestic power of heaven poured out.
The original way of heaven collapsed thousands of years ago, leaving only some weak strength.
After thousands of years of recuperation, he was truly released under the agitation of the young man's Immortal Killing Sword.
When these seven words were spoken, everyone felt the urge to kneel down and surrender.
Zheng!
A loud sword chant resounded throughout the world,
The sword soul in the Zhuxian Sword seemed to feel the heroic spirit in the young man's heart, and it also exuded extremely terrifying sword energy and crushed it in all directions.
Xuan Qing, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and the Corpse Emperor were all knocked back dozens of steps by this terrifying sword energy.
Their faces were filled with shock and horror.
"How could there be such a magical weapon in the world?"
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor had a look of horror on his face at this moment. He finally understood why the young man was not afraid of him when he and Little Phoenix were in the demon clan. They were three realms apart and yet the other one dared to threaten to kill him at all costs.
kill.
At first, the Sky Demon Ancestor was afraid that Yang Tian might really have a trump card, so he let Yang Tian leave, but he regretted it afterwards.
With the hatred between the two of them, if they could kill him, how could they let it go?
But now, when the Demon Ancestor knows what Yang Tian's trump card is, he is constantly grateful that he did not kill the young man at the beginning, otherwise, he might have fallen like that.
Now, he vaguely regretted provoking Yang Tian from the beginning.
From this golden sword, he felt the aura that could truly kill him.
This smell made him feel very uneasy.
"Is Kunlun really wrong?"
Xuan Qing's old face showed a look of exhaustion, and his body was trembling slightly.
In two years, Tianfu has grown from scratch.
Back when Jian Chen broke through Tiansheng, this small force was only equal to the six hidden sects, and Yang Tian was also a small fish and shrimp, and he couldn't get into his eyes at all.
But today, two years later, Kunlun was destroyed in the hands of Tianfu, and the young man who was once looked down upon by them and wanted to use Kunlun's laws to judge suddenly grew up to the level of Tiansheng.
The most important thing is that with just the power of the middle stage Tiansheng and a sword, he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and the Corpse Emperor, the three most powerful men in the world.
Xuan Qing clenched his fists, looking at Haotian Jian Chen's corpse, his eyes turned blood red.
"No, kill him. Kunlun has always been the strongest force in this world. Kunlun will not be wrong. It is this kid who is wrong. He wants to change the order of the world customized by Kunlun. He deserves to die."
The corpse emperor's dark and empty eyes stared intently at the fairy sword in Yang Tian's hand.
He truly felt the aura of death, and that sword could kill his immortal body.
And his feeling was indeed right.
When the young man picked up this fairy sword with a real sword soul to kill the immortal, everything was doomed. (To be continued)
