Everyone's reaction made Ni Wuya's expression become more gloomy, and his whole body was filled with a cold murderous aura.
"Laughing? Is it funny?
Do you think that finding a similar person to pretend to be the Sword God can intimidate me and save Tianzhu Mountain from danger?
If so, you are too naive!"
Ni Wuya held the jade flute tightly and said in a cold tone.
An invisible cold murderous intention spread quietly, covering a ten-mile radius.
Ji Tianxing looked at him indifferently and said slowly: "Do you know why I opened a gap in the formation to let you in?"
Ni Wuya suddenly frowned and sneered disdainfully: "Haha... It was clearly my sword that broke through the formation, but you actually said that you opened it on your own initiative?
Boy, don’t pretend to be a fool in front of me, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy later, life is worse than death!!”
Ji Tianxing frowned, his eyes became colder, and he said in a low tone: "Originally, I planned to give you a chance to kneel down and admit your mistake, and maybe I would spare your life.
But now it seems that you don’t intend to cherish this opportunity?"
"Hahaha..." Ni Wuya raised his head and laughed, his long gray hair flying in the wind, and his whole body bursting with murderous intent.
"Boy, you are pretending too much! Do you really think you are a sword god?
Do you think I will be as stupid as Tang Zhanlong, do you really think of you as a sword god?
Now I give you the only chance to kneel down and surrender to me, and I will spare your life!"
Ji Tianxing saw his attitude. Perhaps he didn't believe it, or he was unwilling to believe it, let alone give up his plan to occupy Tianzhu Mountain.
He no longer talked nonsense with Ni Wuya, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You are stubborn!"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand, pinched the magic formula with his five fingers, and shot out several golden auras, which were injected into the dojo.
Suddenly, the sky array accelerated its operation, and its power increased to the limit.
A mighty invisible force of divine power from heaven and earth descended from the sky and suppressed it, like Mount Tai pressing down on top, suppressing Chao Ni Wuya and more than thirty strong men.
"Boom!"
As a loud noise shook the world, more than thirty strong men were suddenly hit hard, and they all fell to their knees.
The ground was smashed by the crowd and cracked, splattering dust all over the sky.
The entire mountaintop was trembling, and the knees of all the strong men who had overcome the tribulation were shattered, and bright red blood gushed out.
Blood spurted out from their mouths and noses, their faces became as pale as paper, and their bodies were hunched and their heads lowered.
Under the Martial Saint, no one can withstand the suppression of the Cangqiong Formation!
Everyone's face showed a horrified expression, and their eyes were full of fear.
Even the most powerful Ni Wuya was kneeling on one knee with a stooped body, blood dripping from his mouth and nose.
But he held the jade flute in his right hand, inserted it into the stone floor, and tried his best to support his body without kneeling down.
Ji Tianxing looked down at the sect leaders, heads, protectors and elders of each sect, and said expressionlessly: "Besides Ni Wuya, I will give you two choices first.
Either surrender or die!"
He gave a low shout and released a sacred and mighty coercion from his whole body, sweeping towards everyone like an invisible strong wind.
All the strong men who were enveloped by his coercion would have their bodies tremble, their hearts tremble with fear, and they would feel awe from the bottom of their souls.
The expressions of the more than 30 strong men changed dramatically. Some lowered their heads in fear, while others looked anxiously at their companions, and they were talking through the sound system.
But most people's eyes were focused on Ni Wuya, wanting to see his reaction.
At this time, Ni Wuya slowly raised his robe sleeves, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, worked hard with his magic power, and stood up.
He stared at Ji Tianxing with sharp sword-like eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you?!"
Ji Tianxing ignored him and continued to control the sky formation, releasing powerful suppressive power.
Taoist Huanglong looked at Ni Wuya with pity in his eyes, and shouted angrily in a deep voice: "Ni Wuya, you are really hopeless!
Master is kind-hearted and originally wanted to spare your life and give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious deeds.
But you ruined this opportunity with your own hands and pushed yourself step by step into the abyss of death!
No one can save you, just commit suicide and apologize!"
Seeing that Taoist Huanglong's tone was solemn and not hypocritical at all, Ni Wuya immediately shuddered and a look of disbelief emerged from his eyes.
"Is he really...the God of Swords? This is impossible! It's so ridiculous!
Even if it means death, I will never believe it!
Do you want me to commit suicide? Just have your sweet dream!"
When he finished speaking, Ni Wuya suddenly raised his right hand, waved the azure jade flute, shot out two colorful auras, and slashed towards Ji Tianxing.
The two spiritual lights formed a huge lightsaber, carrying the power of penetrating everything, and instantly killed Ji Tianxing.
Taoist Huanglong and Tang Zhanlong's expressions changed, and they immediately took action to stop them.
Ji Tianxing took a step forward and bumped into the two sword lights with his body, his expression indifferent.
He ignored the power of those two sword lights and showed unparalleled strength and confidence.
This scene made everyone present wide-eyed and look horrified.
Including Huanglong Taoist and Tang Zhanlong, they couldn't believe that Ji Tianxing actually welcomed the attack of the powerful Martial Saint.
This is absolutely crazy!
"Bang bang!"
Two muffled sounds erupted at the same time, and two colorful sword lights hit Ji Tianxing solidly.
But his figure became translucent, as if he were real and illusory, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth, and his breath became ethereal.
The two sword lights collapsed on the spot and exploded into fragments all over the sky, splashing out in all directions.
But he was unscathed and didn't even take a step back.
Everyone was stunned and completely dumbfounded!
Countless powerful men widened their eyes, opened their mouths, and exclaimed in disbelief.
Even Ni Wuya was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening in shock.
At the same time, Ji Tianxing held the sword finger in his right hand and drew arcs of golden light to form a mysterious seal.
"Ni Wuya, the Star Slash you learned from me is just a scratch.
I will let you see now what the real Star Slash is!"
As his words fell, a huge star seal was formed.
High in the sky, countless streams of light immediately passed by, turning into dazzling silver starlight and pouring into the seal.
Even in Ji Tianxing's palm, surging star fire emerged, wrapping the seal.
In the next moment, the huge seal condensed into a hundred-foot-long star sword, carrying endless divine power, slashing towards Ni Wuya!
From Ji Tianxing casting the spell to slashing out the star sword, it only took a blink of an eye, ten times faster than Ni Wuya!
What's even more terrifying is that he can actually activate the power of the stars in the sky to fall like meteors.
This is simply the method of the God of War!
When the giant sword of stars slashed his head, Ni Wuya was horrified, and his eyes showed a deep look of despair.