Tang Zhanlong's reaction had long been expected by Ji Tianxing.
He knew very well that no matter whether Tang Zhanlong recognized him or not, it was impossible to admit that he was the sword god.
After all, the reputation of the Sword God is too loud and terrifying.
Once he is recognized as the Sword God, Tang Zhanlong's plan will be shattered, and it will no longer be possible to seize Tianzhu Mountain.
Ji Tianxing's lips curled into a sneer, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Hahaha... You are so ungrateful and treacherous that you have really blinded your eyes and deceived your heart!
If this is the case, then I will make you give up completely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Tianxing released invisible divine power and swept towards Tang Zhanlong.
"Boom!"
Ji Tianxing's aura and pressure instantly hit Tang Zhanlong, causing a dull loud noise.
Tang Zhanlong's body was shaken violently, his face turned blue and white, and his consciousness was temporarily blurred.
However, with his powerful soul power, he was able to block Ji Tianxing's soul pressure, and his body trembled a few times before returning to normal.
"Hehehe... Just a kid who looks like a sword god who wants to overcome the tribulation dares to try to suppress me?"
Tang Zhanlong held his head high and his chest erupted with dazzling golden light, which actually shook away the invisible pressure of divine consciousness.
"More than just suppressing you? I will kill you today to clean up the family!"
Ji Tianxing sneered, held the magic formula with both hands and shot out dozens of spiritual lights, which were injected into the large formation lines under his feet.
Suddenly, the sky array seemed to come alive, blooming with billions of colorful lights.
A majestic atmosphere that suppressed the heaven and earth descended from the sky and enveloped Tang Zhanlong, many sect leaders, heads and protectors.
At this time, the sky formation gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and directly exploded with the most powerful power.
The unparalleled divine power of heaven and earth was like a giant palm that covered the sky, and was suddenly shot down.
This blow was like the God of War coming in person. No one present could withstand it!
"Bang!"
Amidst the deafening muffled sound, Tang Zhanlong, the eight sect masters and heads, and more than 20 protectors and elders all knelt down on their knees, and their knees smashed two dents into the ground!
Everyone was kneeling down to confess their sins, their bodies hunched and their heads lowered.
Except for Tang Zhanlong, everyone's knees were shattered and bright red blood gushed out.
Tang Zhanlong suffered the strongest suppression force, his internal organs were directly shattered, and a stream of blood foam spurted out from his mouth and nose!
The white hair on the temples was immediately stained with blood.
He still raised his head stubbornly, raised his neck with all his strength, and stared at Ji Tianxing with wide eyes.
"You...who...are you?!"
He tried hard to open his mouth, and blood and internal organs gushed out from the corners of his mouth, while making a hoarse sound.
The mighty warrior saint was suppressed by a large formation and was unable to move, and his internal organs were severely damaged!
Such a scene made everyone frightened and unbelievable.
Especially the eight sect masters and heads, more than 20 protectors and elders were horrified!
Ji Tianxing walked slowly towards Tang Zhanlong. The pressure on his body became heavier and heavier, and his murderous aura became stronger and stronger.
"Hehehe...who am I?!"
He sneered in a low voice and shouted with a majestic look: "More than fifteen hundred years ago, when Tianzhu Mountain was first built, a murderous and gloomy young man climbed Tianzhu Mountain alone.
It was a snowy night, and he was kneeling on this dojo, not afraid of the cold ice and wind and snow, just hoping to worship me and practice the art of swordsmanship with me.
When he was young, his whole family was wiped out, and he watched his parents being torn to pieces by his enemies.
He is determined to take revenge and lives only for revenge. Even if he dies, he will send his enemies to hell!
But in a small sect, he couldn't learn advanced martial arts at all, and there was no hope of revenge in his life.
I asked Huang Long to tell him that he was too murderous, had demonic obstacles in his heart, and was not qualified enough to enter my door.
But he followed Bai Long's example and knelt in the dojo for two days and two nights..."
Ji Tianxing spoke in a low tone, and every word was like a drumstick, beating hard on Tang Zhanlong's heart.
The more he listened, the uglier Tang Zhanlong's face became. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his body began to tremble.
As he spoke, Ji Tianxing came to him, stared condescendingly into his eyes, and continued: "Later, I asked Huang Long to send this man down the mountain.
However, out of a sense of pity, I asked Huang Long to give him half of the secret book of swordsmanship, called the Eight Swords of War Dragon.
Later I heard that this person changed his name to War Dragon, practiced half of the sword canon, and founded a sect..."
When Ji Tianxing said this, Tang Zhanlong was already on the verge of collapse.
His eyes were as wide as bells, and his pupils were filled with fear and awe, as well as a hint of horror.
His body was shaking like chaff, sweat was pouring down from his body, and all the murderous intent and fighting spirit in his heart were gone, turned into shame and self-blame.
He had lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Ji Tianxing's eyes.
His head was buried deep in his chest, his breathing became rapid and violent, and he was undergoing great suffering in his heart.
Seeing this scene, many sect leaders, heads and guardian elders all showed signs of sudden enlightenment.
Only then did everyone understand that Tang Zhanlong still had this past!
No wonder he is determined to seize Tianzhu Mountain and seize the sword god's inherited secret knowledge.
The Sword God only gave him half of the War Dragon Sword Code and allowed him to reach the realm of the Martial Saint.
If he could get more of the Sword God's secret skills, wouldn't he be expected to reach the Martial God realm?
Ji Tianxing's expression became more serious, his eyes became sharper, and he asked in a low voice: "Today, a thousand years later, the man named Zhan Long returned to Tianzhu Mountain.
Still in this dojo, he wants to destroy Tianzhu Mountain and seize his benefactor's inherited secrets.
Do you think this person should die?"
Tang Zhanlong's body was trembling, his white hair spread on the ground, and he shook his head repeatedly: "No! Master Sword God...Senior Sword God! Junior...Junior knows your mistake!!"
Ji Tianxing ignored him and asked again calmly: "Why do you think this person destroyed Tianzhu Mountain?
Do you think I can teach him half of the sword canon and the Four-Move Dragon Sword Technique?!
How can a person who is so ungrateful and repays kindness with hatred deserve to live in this world?"
When he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and shouted like a bell: "Here comes the sword!"
The Thousand-Zhang Sword Monument not far away suddenly lit up with golden light reaching into the sky, emitting a fierce and unparalleled aura.
"Whoosh!"
A mysterious black holy sword flew out from the sword monument and landed in Ji Tianxing's hand.
Such a scene shocked everyone in the dojo and let out shocking exclamations.
"Holy Sword! The Holy Sword has appeared!"
"Oh my god! It's the legendary Sky Burial Sword! Wasn't the Sky Burial Sword taken away by the Sword God?"
"As expected, the Sword God is here in person...the Sword God and the Holy Sword have both returned!"
Taoist Huanglong and several elders were all inexplicably excited.
The strong men of the three sects and six sects were completely stunned by the shock, and had to accept the fact that Ji Tianxing was the Sword God.
Ji Tianxing held the Heavenly Burial Sword in his right hand and placed it on Tang Zhanlong's neck.
His eyes became red and covered with a layer of mist, and he shouted in an extremely urgent tone: "Lord Sword God! Please have mercy!
This junior was confused for a moment and made such a big mistake... I am the bastard, I repay kindness with hatred, I am a despicable person!
But please, Lord Sword God, spare my life. I know I was wrong and I will definitely repent!"
While begging for mercy, Tang Zhanlong kowtowed with all his strength, his forehead banging against the stone slab on the ground, and he ignored the blood splattering on his forehead.
"How to repent?" Ji Tianxing asked in a deep voice, holding a sword against his forehead.
With just one stab, Tang Zhanlong's head and sea of consciousness would be pierced, his body and soul would be destroyed, and he would die on the spot.
Tang Zhanlong was so frightened that he only hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "I have abandoned my martial arts. I hope you can forgive me and let me live..."