"Even if I risk my life, I will protect all sentient beings in Jinling City."
The words were understated, but filled with a sense of certainty.
Fan Zhongtian was ready to bet that Tang Xuantian could successfully break through.
"Foolish!"
Bai Han sneered: "Fan Zhongtian, as the guard of Jinling, how dare you gamble with tens of millions of lives!"
"I don't believe you haven't noticed that Tang Xuantian's speed has slowed down a lot. What does this mean?
It means he can’t bear it anymore!”
"It's only the ninety-fifth chapter now!"
"There are four more thunder punishments behind, each one more terrifying than the last!"
"Not to mention, there are so many powerful people in Jinling City coming to interfere! Where do you have the confidence to trust him?"
Bai Han's tone was cold.
Xiao Ruirong and others also had sneers on their faces.
"I don't have the ability to guarantee that Tang Xuantian will survive the calamity, but I can guarantee that I can protect the people of Jinling City!"
"This is enough."
Fan Zhongtian spoke calmly.
"Yeah?
I want to see how Fan Zhongtian protects Jinling City today!"
Ghost flames burst out from Bai Han's pupils, and the evil energy all over his body surged, and he rushed forward with a sinister aura, followed closely by Xiao Ruirong and others.
The war broke out again.
..."Boom!"
A figure fell from the sky and hit the ground hard. The ground cracked and rocks opened, and Tang Ming fell directly into the mountain peak.
The whole mountain cracked.
"Cough cough cough."
"The ninety-sixth, and the last three thunder punishments."
Tang Ming's face turned pale and he couldn't help coughing up blood.
Even the Shura Dharma form behind him was extremely mutilated at this time, with three heads and six arms, and only half of his body was left, looking extremely miserable.
The ultimate thunder punishment is terrifyingly powerful.
It can be said that the power of the heavenly tribulation that Tang Ming endured at this time was equivalent to the total of ninety-nine heavenly tribulations endured by ten Nascent Soul Realm experts.
If it were any other monk who broke through the realm, he would have been blown to pieces by the thunder.
"Roar -" the roar of the one-horned dragon came from behind.
This was followed by several cold and violent shouts.
"Evil beast!"
"If an evil dragon dares to act so arrogantly, I will beat your flesh and muscles to pieces today!"
"Everyone, stop that evil beast!"
"kill!"
Within the Nine Nether Soul-devouring Formation, eight strong auras came from it.
A full eight Nascent Soul realm warriors charged into the formation, and even if the Black Dragon Soul and the One-horned Flood Dragon took advantage of the large formation, they would still be a little overwhelmed.
Tang Ming's eyes were intense, and a divine voice came out.
"Roar——" The one-horned dragon roared violently, then turned around and dived into the ground, leaving the passage.
"Um?
Is the passage open?"
"Hurry, Tang Xuantian must be inside."
"There has been no movement for so long. Maybe he failed to break through the situation long ago, or he is recovering from his injuries. This is our opportunity."
"Destroy him and kidnap him out of Jinling City!"
Several awakening sounds were heard.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Three Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses with strong auras directly broke through the soul-devouring formation.
But he had just escaped from the gloomy soul-shaking aura.
Facing the front is the mighty and sharp sword energy - "Zheng!"
The sound of the sword sounded, and a wisp of domineering sword intent overcame the sword domain, exuding the pressure of a tyrant.
Not only that.
From the other two sides, two illusory swordsmanship true meanings were also transmitted at the same time.
Pure Heart Sword Intent! Wen Dao Sword Intent! The final formation arranged by Tang Ming is the Sword Array, which integrates the three Sword Intents into the Shura Sword Domain, the Sword Domain Array! "These are... three completely different sword ways.
True meaning!"
The leader of the old man looked horrified: "Tang Xuantian actually mastered three different sword intentions!"
The words just fell.
Whoa! On the distant sky, a streak of blood fell.
Shura's flying sword fell into the sword field, and Shura's sword intention returned to its original position.
"Four ways!"
"These are the four sword intentions!"
The expressions of the remaining two people also changed dramatically.
With their cultivation and vision, they certainly know what the true meaning of swordsmanship means. The more different the auras of the true meaning of swordsmanship, the more difficult it is to integrate them.
If you can condense the true meaning of kendo, you are already a kendo genius.
The one who can condense two different sword intentions is a peerless monster.
And Tang Xuantian was actually able to condense four completely different true meanings of swordsmanship! "Four swordsmanship!"
"He, is he a human or a ghost?"
The old man was trembling all over.
He was a little scared.
Because this talent has exceeded his ability to understand, is there really anyone in this world who can condense four sword intentions?
Have it?
No! No one has this kind of talent since ancient times! Just when the three of them were horrified, four sword intent burst out and merged into the Shura Sword Domain at the same time.
"Boom!"
In the sword domain, the sword energy roared and shone with cold light, and the world turned into a sea of sword energy.
The Shura sword intent kills! The domineering sword intent attacks! The pure sword intent destroys the state of mind! The literary sword intent interferes with the mind! "Damn it, what kind of sword intent is this?
I can't concentrate?"
"What a weird artistic conception!"
"Everyone, be careful..." The expressions of the three Yuanying realms changed drastically, and they were directly overwhelmed by the endless sword intent.
……on the hill.
Tang Ming withdrew his eyes indifferently, and the trump card he arranged was the true meaning of these four kendos.
"The four sword intentions merge into a sword domain, which can block it for at least half an hour."
"There are still three thunder punishments left, and I want to get through them as soon as possible."
Tang Ming raised his eyes, his sharp eyes staring straight into the sky.
He was using all his means at this time.
Even Shura Faxiang, the strongest trump card, was on the verge of defeat after resisting the last few thunder punishments.
There is a thunder calamity in front of us, and there are chasing troops behind us. If we cannot overcome the calamity as soon as possible and the other strong men come over, there will be no hope of breaking through! Anyone would be in despair at this time.
But Tang Ming didn't.
"Rumble--" Thunderclouds roared in the sky, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth gathered crazily, forming a spiritual vortex directly above Zilin Park. This terrifying spiritual vortex can be seen from a long distance away.
Ordinary people thought it was a thunderstorm.
But the cultivators know that this is not a weather phenomenon, but a violent whirlpool of spiritual power! "Crack--" The sky shatters, and the endless whirlpool of spiritual power falls with the power of thunder.
The mighty power and violent spiritual energy roared between heaven and earth.
"It's over!"
"Fan Zhongtian, this kind of thunder punishment is definitely not something Tang Xuantian can bear. Even if we were to resist, we would be seriously injured."
Bai Han smiled lightly and said: "This is no longer a tribulation, but a thunder tribulation that will destroy the world. Even God does not allow those in the extreme realm to be born, so he sends a thunder catastrophe that destroys the world."
Fan Zhongtian looked solemn. He clenched his fists several times and wanted to rush back to Jinling City, but he held back.
"Aren't you going back yet?"
The corner of Bai Han's lips curled up slightly: "If you go back now to stop Tang Xuantian from overcoming the tribulation, there may be a chance of success. Otherwise, when the whirlpool of spiritual power falls and the divine soul tribulation is born, the world will really be destroyed!"
"Fan Zhongtian, you..." "Shut up!"
Fan Zhongtian suddenly shouted coldly: "You are not qualified to teach an old man how to do things!"
"You are a tough talker. I want to see how your Jinling City survives this crisis."
Bai Han sneered.
Xiao Ruirong and others also stopped their offensive and watched the show from the sidelines.