It's not a crack, but a huge valley hundreds of feet deep, spreading to the end of the sky.
Feng Manlou's single move of the Heavenly Sword opened up a canyon on the earth!
Everyone's eyes swept towards the top ten venerables.
Everyone's breathing stopped at this moment.
Because that venerable person originally stood in the sky and was as powerful as ten mountains.
At this moment, there are only four left!
The entire six venerables simply disappeared.
No……
It's not that it disappeared, because when the wind blew, there was still a strong smell of blood.
The six venerables had already turned into countless blood foam, flying in the void under the only move of the Heavenly Sword, and under the influence of the two hundred thousand long swords.
Everyone was sluggish and their bodies stood stiffly.
It was like there was endless thunder roaring in my mind.
It made them all a little confused.
Feng Manlou himself only has the strength of the seventh level of the Divine Mansion.
But he killed six venerables with one sword!
This is so terrifying, almost heaven-defying!
"This..." Even the three false saints also had a look of astonishment on their faces.
Especially the Supreme Emperor Xing Mo of the Tianxing Dynasty, because the two sages of his Tianxing Dynasty were directly hit by this sword, and not even the scum was left.
Among the four remaining sages present.
There are two members of the Tianshen Sword Sect, Concubine Leng and Xia Lieshan are still alive.
Grandma Chun was turned into blood foam by Wan Jian Ling Chi.
The two sages of the Tianxing Dynasty were all destroyed!
There are two venerables from the Dongfang family, and one venerable survived in the fourth heaven.
Of the three venerables of Xingyu Sword Pavilion, only one of them, the Fifth Heavenly One, survived.
But even among the four sages who survived, except for Concubine Leng, who was slightly better off, the other three sages all had numerous sword wounds on their bodies.
The flesh and blood rolled around, as if it had been put into a meat grinder.
At this moment, these three venerables all had unprecedented fear in their eyes.
Their arrogance and indifference as venerables were all gone, and some were left with only the endless fear.
Even Concubine Leng, the Seventh Heavenly Master, had a trace of panic on her face.
Of the ten great sages, six were killed, three were seriously injured, and one was injured!
What kind of achievement is this?
Not to mention that this kind of achievement was achieved by Feng Manlou, who was only in the seventh level of the Divine Mansion.
At this moment, millions of warriors' scalps were numb and their minds were shaking.
This kind of record and this kind of strength are unique in the Southern Sky Region!
It can be said that Feng Manlou has truly become a legend of swordsmanship today!
"Although I can reach the state of unity between heaven and man in the future, it is indeed powerful."
Even the arrogant Di Haotian sighed slightly after seeing Feng Manlou's only move with the Heavenly Sword.
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Feng Manlou.
At this moment, the wind filled the building and it had already fallen from the sky and landed on the earth.
He held the cracked Fengshen Sword in both hands and stood there quietly.
His whole body was covered in blood, as if he had been soaked through it.
He lowered his head, his blood-stained black hair hanging down, and blood dripping from the tip of his nose.
Feng Manlou stood so quietly, leaning on his sword, like a sculpture.
The breath of life in the whole body was almost extinguished.
"Master..."
Ye Guchen's eyes shook and he shouted loudly.
"Uncle Feng!"
“The floor is full!”
"Lord Fengmanlou!"
Yan Changge, Yan Wushuang, and all the Jianzong Talin disciples all cried out in sorrow.
But the wind filled the building, and he just lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was dead.
dead...
At this moment, many warriors looked at each other.
This proud and unyielding Sword King of Ignorance, after displaying this sword that astonished all living beings.
It finally died out.
But even so, Feng Manlou was still standing, as if he were alive.
Would rather die than fall to the ground!
At this moment, all the sword cultivators in the audience bowed their heads slightly to show respect for the sword king.
Even those who are not sword cultivators are in awe.
"Damn it, you dare to kill me, the Lord of the Tianxing Dynasty, I want you to die without a complete body!"
The Supreme Emperor of the Star Dynasty, Xing Mo, his eyes darkened.
Every Venerable was extremely rare, but Feng Manlou actually killed two Venerables from the Tianxing Dynasty with one sword. This made Xing Mo not angry.
He pressed down with a palm, and his true energy turned into a huge handprint, which was pressed directly against Feng Manlou.
Even if Feng Manlou dies, Xing Mo will let him die without his body intact and pat him into meat patties.
"Old man, how dare you!"
Ye Guchen let out a long roar, and the exhausted zhenqi in his body surged again, directly blocking Feng Manlou and the zhenqi handprint.
Feng Manlou's aura was almost extinct, but Ye Guchen could not let Feng Manlou's body be destroyed by Xing Mo.
Countless sword cultivators around him also clenched their fists.
This is blasphemy to Fengmanlou!
"No!" Su Jianshi was shocked and turned pale.
"Exactly, if you want to die so much, let me let you master and disciple die together!"
Xing Mo's eyes showed a cold look and he slapped it down with a palm.
This is not the palm of the venerable, but the palm of a false saint, and no one can stop it.
"Are these master and disciples going to be forced to death like this?" Everyone stared.
Feng Manlou and Ye Guchen completely shook everyone's minds today.
It is unimaginable that if the master and disciple can survive, then how powerful they will become in the future.
But it's a pity...
God is jealous of talents.
However, at this most critical moment, a fierce sword energy suddenly burst through the air and collided with Xing Mo's handprint.
There was a loud explosion and ripples of true energy scattered in all directions.
Xing Mo's palm was shaken away!
"who!"
Xing Mo's eyes narrowed.
Elder Xinggu and Dongfang Aoyang also narrowed their eyes slightly.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard.
There was actually a mysterious strong man who blocked Xing Mo's offensive.
Everyone stared.
In the void of the sky, a middle-aged man in black appeared.
His long gray hair was flying, and he held a sword in his arms. His aura was as cold as frost. His face, which was as sharp as an ax or a chopper, had two criss-cross scars, making him look cold and aloof.
Wherever it passes, the sword energy rises into the sky like frost, causing the void to twist.
Looking at the momentum, it is not inferior to the three false saints, Elder Xinggu, Xing Mo, and Dongfang Aoyang.
Astonishingly, he is another powerful false saint!
"Oh my God, another false saint. Who is this?"
"Are you here to help Ye Guchen?"
There was endless uproar in the whole place.
But that's not all. In two other places in the void, two figures once again appeared.
One is a beautiful woman in red palace dress, always with a smile on her face.
The other one was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, with a strong and calm aura.
Although the auras of these two people have not reached the pseudo-sage level of the swordsman in black, they are almost the same as Concubine Leng and have reached the seventh-level realm of the Venerable.
This sudden appearance of the swordsman in black, the beautiful woman in palace attire, and the man in gold robe...
Astonishingly, he is a false saint and a powerful person, two powerful people from the seventh heaven.