"Who would have thought that that kid would have such terrifying power."
There was a look of decadence on the corpse emperor's face.
He was once the emperor of this world, and he single-handedly conquered all the wastelands.
But he didn't expect that even with the combined efforts of Xuan Qing and the other three, they would still be defeated by Yang Tian.
Not only that, even the old man Qin Tian, who he just thought was the strongest in this world, is now alive and dead.
At this moment, Xuan Qing had a bitter smile on his face.
He sighed softly, then lay on the ground, his lips trembled and he slowly said four words.
"Kunlun was wrong."
Kunlun made a huge mistake by provoking someone who could kill even old man Qin Tian with a single sword strike.
The Corpse Emperor and the Heavenly Demon Ancestor trembled suddenly, and then after deep reflection, they realized what they had lost after offending Yang Tian.
The Corpse Emperor's millions of undead legions might not all be annihilated if they hadn't offended the young man.
As for the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, the demon race was so powerful that he was able to form a Ten Thousand Demon Array to kill everything twice.
But after offending the young man, only 3,000 remnants of the 19,000 demon tribes were left. The defeated generals retreated to the 100,000-mountain mountain. They were afraid of being beaten and did not dare to step out of the mountain.
As for the initiator, nothing happened and he was just jumping around.
The most powerful forces in the three worlds, it was once believed that under their leadership, the heyday of ancient monasticism could be restored.
Now, all of them have been wiped out by Yang Tian.
In the field, Yang Tian's face was extremely pale, and his whole body was shaky.
He was completely exhausted, his soul was severely depleted, his cultivation was depleted, and the meridians all over his body had been torn apart inch by inch due to the violent mobilization of the immortal power just now.
And most importantly, fairy blood.
His immortal blood has been exhausted. This time it is exhausted in the true sense, and it has damaged his roots.
If it weren't for the Zhuxian Sword's support, he might have fallen down long ago.
Although the Corpse Emperor, Heavenly Demon Ancestor and others knew that Yang Tian was now unable to resist, they still did not dare to step forward.
They were already afraid of Yang Tian from the bottom of their hearts. Even if Yang Tian reached this point, they were worried that they would die in his hands.
Yang Tian didn't pay attention to these three people at the moment. His eyes were fixed on the place where the million swords fell.
The old man is not dead.
From the place where the million fairy swords fell, Yang Tian discovered that there were fluctuations of life inside.
Obviously, it belongs to the old man.
Everyone's eyes stayed there, and they saw an old man slowly crawling out of the ruins.
There was a fairy sword stuck in his chest, and his body was dripping with blood, soaking the old vest.
His body was extremely weak, and he was no better than Yang Tian.
The old man's face was pale and he stood up staggeringly.
If the Qilin beside him hadn't rushed to him quickly and bent him down, he would have collapsed to the ground.
"Roar!"
The Qilin's eyes were filled with blood, and he roared at Yang Tian.
However, just when it was about to charge towards Yang Tian, the old man stopped it with a soft drink.
"This is a battle between the two of us."
Chaos Qilin roared unwillingly, and then came back again, but his eyes looking at Yang Tian were full of hatred.
There was no expression on Yang Tian's face, it was just a unicorn. Although he was seriously injured now, he still ignored him.
The old man struggled to stand alone, then took a deep breath and pulled out the fairy sword stuck in his chest.
laugh!
Hot blood spattered out.
Yang Tian clearly saw that the blood on the old man's body had faint signs of turning golden.
It seems that his cultivation level is infinitely close to the immortal realm.
Yang Tian was a little shocked that there was such a terrifying existence in this world.
The blood-stained fairy sword was discarded directly by the old man, and then, a smile appeared on the corner of his pale mouth.
"You are very good, you can actually hurt me. In these hundreds of years, I have never been hurt once, but now I have never thought of almost losing my life in your hands."
The young man's eyes were calm.
"Your sin is not worthy of death!"
"hehe!"
The old man smiled, very happily.
And those present all had doubts on their faces.
"What's the situation? Mr. Yang said that Old Man Qin Tian's crime is not worthy of death? Did he have the strength to kill Old Man Qin Tian with that move just now?"
The corners of everyone's mouths were twitching, they couldn't believe this was true.
"Moreover, it seems that old man Qin Tian has not denied it."
This sentence made everyone's eyes twitch.
"What happened just now? Isn't this game a draw? Mr. Yang was injured, and old man Qin Tian was also injured. Why does it sound like Mr. Yang held back just now?"
The man in green clothes became a little confused.
At this time, the old man with the sword stood up, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "Mr. Yang did keep his hand. If he hadn't kept his hand, that old man Qin Tian would have died or become disabled."
With one sentence, he attracted everyone present.
Their eyes fell on the old man with the sword, looking forward to his explanation.
The old man who used the sword did not disappoint them, pointing to the fairy sword that the young man used to support his body.
"Did you see that the sword did not fall on Old Qin Tian's body? Mr. Yang just took back this fairy sword that is comparable to the Xuanyuan Sword. If this sword was inserted into Old Man Qin Tian's body, I am afraid that Old Man Qin Tian's body would be destroyed.
Even if you have strength above the peak of the Ascension Realm, you will still be in danger of falling."
When everyone heard this, their eyelids twitched suddenly.
Think carefully and be afraid.
No wonder the young man said the words "old man Qin Tian's crime will not lead to death".
It seems that he really kept it.
After that, each of them couldn't help but feel sad for old man Qin Tian.
His own strength is above the peak of the Ascension Realm. However, he was almost killed when he fought with a rookie in the middle stage of the Heavenly Saint Realm.
What a shame.
Come to think of it, old man Qin Tian is already doubting life.
In fact, what they thought was right, old man Qin Tian was indeed doubting life. Just now he agreed to take Yang Tian's move because he thought that no matter how powerful Yang Tian was, he was only in the Heavenly Saint realm.
The gap between the two is as far as the distance between heaven and earth. He can kill Yang Tian even with one hand.
But when Yang Tian used the Colorful Exquisite Tower and summoned millions of fairy swords, he overturned everything he had thought.
The young man is not so easy to offend, otherwise he would not have said just now that we can still discuss it.
Fortunately, Yang Tian had held back just now, otherwise he would have been really tragic and ruined his life because of his contempt.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor, Xuan Qing and the Corpse Emperor were already too frightened to speak.
Just now, they were wondering why what was inserted into old man Qin Tian's body was not the Immortal Sword Zhu Xian.
I originally thought that Yang Tian was negligent, but I didn't expect that he was letting the water go.
He actually dared to let go when he was fighting against a strong man whose cultivation level was five or six levels beyond his own.
Tian Yao Zu and others already wanted to die.
What a difference.
Yang Tian's tone was indifferent, and he spoke with a serious look on his pale face: "You didn't attack me at first, but now that I have spared you, we are evenly matched. Whether we meet in the future will be friends or foes all depends on you. Now,
You go."
"Haha, if we meet in the future, I naturally want to be your friend, but I can't leave now."
The wounds on old Qin Tian's body healed at an alarming speed.
He stepped forward, stood on the opposite side of Yang Tian, and said in a calm tone: "I said, I am here to stop this fight. Xuan Qing and the other three cannot die."
"You still want to stop me?"
The young man narrowed his eyes and his tone became a little cold.
"What? Do you think you can still unleash the power of a million immortal swords and kill me with the Immortal Killing Sword?"
The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Do you think I can't kill you without using these?"
Yang Tian's tone became a little gloomy, and he exuded a powerful aura.
"Oh? Haha, are you really capable of killing me and killing my friends too?"
When the old man said this, the Chaos Qilin, who had a mid-level cultivation in the Ascension Realm, stepped forward.
It roared low, the sound shaking the heaven and earth.
With power comparable to that of a real dragon, it can easily crush the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, who was once the strongest person in the world.
"Do you really want to force me to the point of killing you?"
The young man's hand seal.
Then his hair instantly turned white, the skin on his face shriveled up instantly, and all the vitality around him was drained away. (To be continued)
