"Bing Yuyao is still so young, but the realm of Xuanxiu has actually grown to the level of a six-star monarch?"
"And that little bastard holding a long bloody sword actually possesses the strength of a four-star Xuanjun realm?"
"That knife looks so familiar... Oh, I remembered it. Isn't that the Nether Blood Blade, the natal mysterious weapon of the Supreme Master of the Ice Palace?"
"Now that you've said that, I've remembered that the tyrannical sword skill that that boy displayed is exactly the "Thundering Prison-Severing Knife" of the Supreme Master of the Ice Palace!"
Dozens of general leaders and elders in the Wanxuan Grand Canyon have been shocked beyond measure by the "live broadcast" images on the surveillance screen——
"How did a boy like him, whose life span is no longer than the age of a weak crown, manage to cultivate the middle-grade "Thunder Prison Breaking Knife" to the state of Great Perfection?"
"Yeah, this makes absolutely no sense~"
"I have never heard of a person as big as him before."
"I only know that the ancestor of Ice Palace who founded the sect once made a legacy that he would never accept a male disciple, let alone teach him the unique mysterious skills that Ice Palace uses to suppress the sect!"
"Unless the leader of the Ice Palace, before his death, directly passed on all the skills he had cultivated throughout his life and his understanding of the mysterious skills to him in the form of initiation to transcend the mysterious."
"This is neither a relative nor an acquaintance. Why? There are obviously many more suitable female disciples under the Ice Palace Sect..."
"Wait a minute, isn't this guy the illegitimate son of the Supreme Master of the Ice Palace?"
"Well, it's very possible!"
I wonder what Chen Shen would think if he heard the speculations of the leaders and elders of various sects in the Wanxuan Grand Canyon?
Inexplicably, someone pressed "Mom"...
"Squeak, sizzle, sizzle!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."
"Boom, boom, boom!"
At the same time, a flat-topped mountain in the southwest of the ancient battlefield was directly destroyed by Xuangang, which was raging in all directions!
Among them, Chen Shen's thunder-type sword was responsible for at least half of the force, and the remaining half was done by Bing Yuyao and all the other Ice Palace disciples.
"Uh-huh!"
"puff……"
"Are these little girls crazy? In this situation, they dare to attack me first? I'm really tired of living!"
All the forces besieging the Ice Palace female cultivator were caught off guard.
Those who were lucky and stood far away may have had a false alarm or suffered minor injuries.
However, those cultivators who were standing closer and were not so lucky and were directly enveloped within the killing range of Chen Shen's "Thunder Prison Breaking Knife" were in dire straits.
Where swords are plundering, thunder and lightning are scattered, and blood is splashed like ink!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Seven-Star Xuanzun and gaining 190 billion experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a peak five-star Xuanzun and gaining 115 billion experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Nine-Star Xuanzun and gaining 450 billion experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Half-step Xuanjun and gaining 800 billion experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."
In Chen Shen's ears, the system prompts for gaining experience in killing enemies rang frequently.
Although these young cultivators who are qualified to set foot on the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield are indeed strong enough, it is difficult to find existences whose realm of Xuanxiu is lower than the middle-grade Xuanzun realm.
If in the past, there was no need to bring together cultivators from more than forty forces, and only young cultivators from three to five sects could be selected to form a team, it would be enough to attract people's attention!
There is no doubt about their strength.
But unfortunately, what this group of young leaders are facing right now is a demi-god-level thunder-type mutated element "Nine Heavens Divine Ting", holding a heaven-level high-level mysterious weapon "Netherworld Blood Blade".
The four-star Xuanjun who has used the unique mid-level heaven-level mysterious skill "Thundering Prison Breaking Knife" and also understood the "Law of Sword Intent"!
As Chen Shen’s opponent…
Oh no!
The group of people he was pointing at at the moment might not be qualified to be called his "opponents" at all.
The battle situation that came into view was a completely one-sided crushing!
"Oops, how can this guy... be so strong?"
The desperate gap in front of him made Yan Qiyun, who was standing far away, feel like he was struck by lightning.
Except for the younger generation of Shenshan, he, Yan Qiyun, never thought that he was inferior to his peers in this ancient realm.
Moreover, he felt from the bottom of his heart that as long as he was given the same resources and the same time, he was fully capable of competing with the dragons and phoenixes among the people of the Holy Mountain!
But now, this arrogant and conceited young man has been completely destroyed by the stark reality in front of him.
"Damn it, it looks like I have to avoid the edge for now!"
At this time, Yan Qiyun couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he was calm and careful enough to stay far enough away.
Otherwise, he is likely to die under Chen Shen's blade just like those guys gathered in the front and middle!
"The terrifying power he has inspired... will not last long."
"Humph, that little bastard can only do this for a moment and a half!"
"When his strength is exhausted, I will come back and chop off your head with my own hands!"
Just when Yan Qiyun was about to avoid the sharp edge, and just turned around to fly back, he felt a pair of eyes from behind suddenly staring at him, making him shudder!
It was a cold murderous aura, like a sharp knife hanging on the back of his head!
"Oops, oops..."
In panic, Yan Qiyun suddenly shrank his neck.
However, it’s too late——
"puff!"
For example, Xiao Li's flying knife - with its divine power, had already penetrated the back of his head with the force of a landslide and a crack in the earth...
At this moment, while he was using the "Thunder Prison Breaking Knife" to kill everyone, Chen Shen, who did not forget to use the flying knife skill, curled up the corner of his mouth: "Hey, others can die later."
"Even if you escape occasionally, don't take it seriously. There will always be a chance to kill again."
"But you are different."
"The sooner you die, the sooner the little sisters in Ice Palace and I can feel at ease!"
…
"This, how is this possible?"
"I clearly possess the two-star Xuanjun's peak-level mysterious energy body protection, and I'm still so far away!"
"I was fully alert and never let my guard down in the slightest!"
"I've obviously made a move to dodge!"
"I obviously..."
As he was dying of consciousness, Yan Qiyun had several words running through his heart.
He couldn't figure it out no matter what, how could he die?
Moreover, he died in the hands of that snow-robed man, so neatly!
Yan Qiyun was very reluctant to admit it, but the reality he had to face was——
Even if he were given a chance to do it again, facing this life-threatening flying knife that he could not resist, the final result would not change...