"So strong, he is worthy of being the number one swordsman genius of the younger generation in the Northern Immortal Territory!"
In Baihua City, a majestic sword pressure enveloped the entire place.
The moment Xia Jiujian drew his sword, everyone in the city was suffocated.
The heads of the three demonic dragons were cut off by the sword light.
"At that moment, I seemed to feel death approaching."
An emperor-level elder from the Holy Land had a look of astonishment on his face, with fear in his eyes.
"It's too scary. If that sword was slashed towards us, how many people here would be able to catch it?"
Xia Jiujian's strength is not unpowerful. Among the younger generation, even Ye Wudao may not dare to say that he can defeat him.
Now, even the older generation of masters present had to pay attention to the three sword lights he unleashed at will.
"Bah!"
Amid the discussion among the people in the city, another sword light shot up into the sky, and the color of the sky and the earth changed, as if the void was about to be chopped into pieces.
High in the sky, Long Chen's expression suddenly changed as he felt the terrifying power of this sword.
Xia Jiujian's strength far exceeded his expectations!
"Crush it for me!"
He let out a deep shout, then popped out his big hand, and a demonic dragon raised its claws and tore through the void, colliding hard with the flying sword light.
Click!
The sword light shattered and dissipated.
At the same time, Xia Jiujian moved. He took a step, and an endless and compelling aura burst out from his body, making people change their color. He stood like a divine sword in the sky.
Buzz!
Under the eyes of everyone in the city, he pointed his sword and lightly tapped it out in the air.
"No one of my generation has ever been able to catch my three swords. This is the second sword. Can you catch it?" The faint words spread throughout the audience, making people feel heartbroken. The voice was full of emotion.
He has an unparalleled confidence that cannot be doubted.
The sword light rose into the sky, and the world darkened at this moment.
Facing the young king of the Demonic Dragon Tribe who came in force, Xia Jiujian was even more powerful than the opponent. Every move he made had the aura of a supreme king.
What he represents now is the human race!
"Arrogant, not to mention three swords, even thirty swords or three hundred swords are still vulnerable to the majesty of our demon dragon clan!"
High in the sky, Long Chen shouted softly. Even so, he now frowned tightly. This sword was so terrifying that even he had to deal with it with all his strength.
Why can such a genius appear in the human race? I have been cultivating in the ancient tribe for many years, and now that I am born, shouldn't I be able to easily suppress my contemporaries in the human race?
"Demon Dragon Futian!"
The spiritual energy around him was rolling, as if the entire world had been robbed, and the space behind him collapsed unbearably at this moment.
From the collapsing void, purple demonic energy emerged from the sky, turning into a dragon head, with scarlet eyes, bursting out with supreme divine light, and with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, it shot towards the leader facing him.
The terrifying sword light that cuts down.
Click!
The sword light was shattered again, but the attack just launched seemed to consume a lot of money from Long Chen, and his face turned slightly pale.
"The third sword!"
Xia Jiujian took another step, and the sword intent that burst out around him became even more terrifying. The invisible sword light flew out of his body, cutting through the space around him, revealing shocking space cracks that were bottomless.
For this sword, he also pointed it out with his fingers.
But just after he made this finger, the space where his fingertips pointed was vibrating, and a supreme and majestic sword pressure burst out, forming a terrifying bladeless storm that swept out like a big wave in the Yangtze River.
"How is that possible?"
High in the sky, Long Chen's expression changed drastically, his eyes were full of disbelief. He gritted his teeth. The terrifying force of this sword was already beyond the range that he could bear.
Who is this young man?
Could the human race give birth to such a terrifying character?!
"Kowloon Aotian!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Long Chen raised his head and shouted loudly, his body rose into the air again and reached a higher place.
Then I saw that his body shook violently and turned into a nine-headed demonic dragon. It was completely black and huge, covering the void.
Boundless evil energy filled his body, making the world darken. Above the nine dragon heads, there was a pair of scarlet eyes, which made people feel extremely weird when they looked at it.
"roar!"
A shocking roar echoed, and the Nine Dragons resonated, emitting a terrifying sonic attack, containing the supreme power of the dragon, and destroyed the storm of sword energy that swept in.
"Nine-headed demon dragon!"
"Is this his true body? He has nine heads. Isn't it equivalent to having nine lives?!"
In the city, all the cultivators of the clan looked stunned. It had to be said that the young king of the Taikoo clan was indeed not simple.
Among the younger generation, no one has ever been able to take Xia Jiujian's third sword. But now, Long Chen transformed into a nine-headed demon dragon and easily neutralized the opponent's attack.
"I will suppress you under the power of my dragon. Throughout the ages, the human race has been like ants. In this world, only my ancient royal family is respected!"
High in the sky, the nine dragon heads spoke together, and the roar of their voices spread throughout a hundred miles, making people's faces change when they heard it.
In the city, there were even younger generations of human cultivators who couldn't bear the power of the dragon contained in that voice and coughed up blood.
"You should be punished for insulting my human race!"
However, in mid-air, the original indifferent expression on Xia Jiujian's face turned slightly cold at this moment.
Buzz!
A long sword appeared in his hand. When Jian Fang took hold of it, his whole temperament underwent earth-shaking changes.
"The sword is out!"
"This means that Xia Jiujian is serious!"
Everyone's eyes were shining brightly as they looked up at the young man standing in mid-air holding a sword.
Bah!
In the eyes of everyone in the city, an astonishing sword light shot up into the sky, the sky and the earth turned pale, and everyone's breath was suffocated.
The sword light flashed away, and in the blink of an eye, blood sprayed into the sky. One of Long Chen's nine dragon heads was chopped off by Xia Jiujian.
Whoosh!
All this happened in a room of lightning and flint, and there was no time for everyone to react. They saw Xia Jiujian stepping out one after another. Every time he took a step, there would be a sword light rising into the sky. Finally, after seven steps, Long Chen's seven
The dragon's head was chopped off in an instant.
Only the middle head is left!
Buzz!
The majestic sword burst out from Xia Jiujian's body, fierce and threatening. He took the eighth step and appeared in front of Long Chen.
The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he pointed it out in the air, touching Long Chen's last dragon head!
"Are you worthy of suppressing me?"
The faint voice spread throughout the audience, and the sword in Xia Jiujian's hand trembled slightly, pointing directly at Long Chen's last dragon head and pressing it in front of his eyebrows.
Although his words are indifferent, they contain a kingly style that is unparalleled in the world!
A young king of the ancient tribe, and now, eight heads were chopped off by him. Like the reincarnation of the sword god, he struck with absolute strength.
As if to warn all the people of the ancient royal family, the human race is no longer as weak as it was in the past, but has truly risen!