Boom!

Sound explosions like thunder echoed one after another, resounding inside and outside the valley, causing continuous avalanches in the barren mountains further away, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

In the valley, the swordsman with a broken arm had already fallen into the corner as if he was lost. Ping San, who had withdrawn from the land of several miles, was shocked and shocked.

With his martial arts, he could not see the collision between the four masters in that moment, but the two were knocked away and one was left behind, but the other one still had the strength to kill Shen Meng Hanguang directly.

This is clearly divided!

Three great masters who have been famous for decades were defeated by a young swordsman who has been famous for only a few years in such a small valley, fighting against three with one against three!

This is more than just shock, it is simply horror.

Of course he knew that the gap between the great masters would not be too huge. The reason why there was a situation where the winner was a sure win or defeat was that all four of them played a decisive kill, rather than the overwhelming crushing of the other two.

But even so, it is still extremely terrifying.

Not only Ping San, but also the masters of Yanzhou who were lying outside were stunned, looking at the sound bomb clouds that kept spreading in the sky, as if they had seen a myth.

Such a collision is simply beyond imagination.

What's even more terrifying is that I actually want to be an enemy of such a great master...

boom!

It seemed like a hurricane entered her sleeves, and her clothes were swaying like a bellows.

Yang Yujin used this sword drawing to the extreme. The fire generated by the friction between the black iron blade and the air almost made people think that it felt like a fire was storming the sky.

The golden eagle was frightened and roared with a sharp sound to raise the height, but was stepped on by the two people on their backs. Not only was it unable to raise the height, but it even fell several feet.

So much so that the Golden Eagle became more and more frightened.

"His progress..."

Lin Qitian's eyelids trembled, and with his cunning, he was actually a little out of control.

There is no one among the six gates, let alone Fang Yulong and Han Feng Mansion who have been promoted to the Grand Master for many years and are among the six major captures?

The martial arts of these two people may be different from themselves, but they are not much different.

However……

“Very high self-esteem?”

Without comforting Jin Ying, facing Yang Yu, who was forced to encircle himself into the battle group with the killing moves of the three masters, Meng Hanguang's eyes were filled with complex and unrecognizable light:

"The perverse, it should..."

Dang!

It's like a golden pearl falling from a jade plate. After the sound of a knife that is neither high nor low, there is a flash of sword light that disappears.

But this sword light seemed to become the last ray of light before nightfall.

It killed Meng Hanguang's voice, as if it had pulled down the curtain of darkness.

In a moment, endless sticky darkness had already come, and invaded the hearts of all those who witnessed this knife with an extremely arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

Five senses deprivation!

The sticky darkness is like a surging sea tide, as if it is about to flood everything.

In an instant, even the bystanders several miles away were uncontrollably frightened and they lost all their perception of the outside world. The headless flies seemed to scream and ran around.

The golden eagles all let out a whine, almost falling from the sky, and even Lin Qitian was not affected, and they were in a moment of trance.

It was so terrifying to watch from afar that Meng Hanguang, who was the first to bear the brunt of it, lost his five senses at the first time, and even the sensing in the dark became blurred.

Only an extremely sharp aura penetrated through the sky, and seemed to touch the soul, making him feel the terrifying illusion that he was about to be cut.

This is not an illusion.

As long as the knife and body are not allowed in an instant, he will be completely cut into two pieces, both physically and soul.

‘Night Demon Sword Technique? Seven Tribulation Sword, not right…’

Meng Hanguang's heart moved slightly, his eyes could not be seen or heard, but his expression was still so cold that he had no expression, and even his mind was calm and there was no wave in the ancient well.

It's that knife!!

As my thoughts moved, Meng Hanguang had already made movements.

"Um?"

Yang Yu's eyes condensed, and in the flash, he clearly captured Meng Hanguang's movements. The golden dragon stick slowly raised.

Rumble!

Just raising the stick, such a subtle and insignificant movement, Yang Yu's perception seemed to have a divine peak in front of him, rising up with the terrifying will to pierce the sky!

In less than a moment, the endless darkness was completely pierced, and the brilliant golden light made it. For a moment, it seemed as if there was a golden sun on the dragon stick.

A stick to the sky!

Just a stick was facing the sky, as if thousands of acres of smoke and dust were emptied. The black fog disappeared instantly, and Yuyu clarified!

"Supernatural powers are the gathering of laws and principles of heaven and earth. According to legend, the authority of immortals and Buddhas to control the universe contains the highest mysteries and powers of eternal origin..."

Time seemed to have become slow at this moment, so slowly that Meng Hanguang's voice exploded so clearly in the ears of everyone inside and outside the valley.

"But you, is it God?"

Boom!

While the words echoed, they were touching the sky with one stick, showing their strong, masculine, domineering and arrogant intentions.

It is still a slow, but it is still a slow, but it is actually a huge move.

wind!

The wind blows for a long time.

The moment Meng Hanguang hit the sky with one stick, with it as the center, the sky with dozens or hundreds of feet in a radius turned into a tide, and that stick was like a dragon in the sea.

Following its movement, the entire sky was stirred, causing a substantial hurricane and a storm!

"You are not!"

Amid the screams of the sky, the shadows of sticks covering the sky and the sun pulled out countless burning waves of air that looked like a meteorite falling, like a splendid meteor shower.

I want to do the destruction of the world and burn the sky!

"The magical power at the level of Great Perfection!"

Yang Yu's eyes instantly burned, and at this moment, he smelled the powerful threat from the Six Gate God.

His magical skill "One Stick to the Sky" passed down from Song Zu was already in a great perfect state. Under this stick, it almost exceeded the scope of martial arts!

It is almost like Tao, almost like supernatural powers!

Apart from Zhang Xuanba, the sloppy Taoist, and the Grand Master of Bodhidharma in the illusion, this is the first time he has seen such a powerful martial art in this world.

But he is not afraid!

The light of the five senses deprivation has been broken by the Panlong stick, but this is just a feature of the two-edged sword. The foundation of its sword technique is not the Night Demon Sword.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is not even Qinglong Jiushou.

Instead, the beheading knife, or the ‘Magic knife’!

laugh!

With one stick, Meng Hanguang's heart was not fluctuating. Suddenly, he noticed something strange. The sword, which was already extremely fierce, suddenly restrained all its anger at this moment.

Instead, it is a tremendous sharpness that makes people's eyes bleed.

"Decapitation knife..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Meng Hanguang's eyes.

He felt the martial will of the swordsman in the mysterious clothes...

The martial will that should have been born after the entrance is opened and the three elements of energy and spirit meet!

That's a beheading knife, it's true.

But the will contained in it is,

penalty?

Punishment?

‘He is going to punish God…’

Bang!

It's too late, but it's actually very fast.

It was so close that even Lin Qitian had only time to stabilize the golden eagle. The knife and stick that contained enough to move him had already met in the sky.

The sword light disappeared, the darkness was gone, the stick light was gone, and the golden light was gone...

In an instant, all the colors retreated when the two met, and only the terrifying ripples, like a circle of the same center, emptying all the air waves in the radius.
To be continued...