"What a terrifying power." Ling Tian frowned: "No wonder Tianshen Temple can become one of the seven major sects of martial arts in the heaven. With such power alone, it can make all the heroes in the world surrender!"

Facing Ling Tian's praise, the man smiled contemptuously: "Heir of Kowloon, son of Aotian, I never thought that you could take my blow and not die?"

"However, you are so powerful that you want to disobey the Temple of Heaven?"

"ridiculous!"

"You can't even reach the level of my ancient holy church." The man snorted, then shook his neck and made a scratching sound: "I have been in seclusion for thousands of years. Originally, I was still thinking about making a breakthrough.

Before becoming the God Emperor, I probably wouldn’t have been able to leave seclusion, but I didn’t expect that because of you, I was given an additional opportunity to practice my skills?”

"I'll just give you a try to see how my progress has been over the past thousand years." The man smiled gloomily, and the golden light around his body rose, fluctuating with the golden light.

There was a burst of sharp sound piercing the air all around the man.

The sharp edge trembled slightly.

The thunder boomed.

Immediately, under the shocked eyes of everyone present, a three-foot Qingfeng was grasped, and the ancient divine weapon was held tightly for a moment, with a trace of ancient aura.

Coming out again, such a wave of air shocked and disturbed all the heroes at the scene: "What a weird long sword. Under the pressure of this sword, I seem to feel that my soul is trembling."

"Could it be..."

The Pang brothers were the first to change their expressions and exclaimed: "Is this the legendary soul-eating sword?"

"How can this be?"

"Could this be the master of the Soul-Eating Sword who destroyed the Ten Saints with one sword a thousand years ago?"

"He was a being who was as famous as Aotian as the number one saint."

"Oh my god, I didn't expect that the Tianshen Temple would use such a trump card this time in order to kill the Nine Dragons evil barrier?"

"terrible."

...

Master of the Soul-Eating Sword?

On the mountain peak in the distance, Yuxu Shengsheng also squinted his eyes: "It seems that the Temple of Heaven is really on fire this time."

Li Qiuping glanced at Yuxu Sheng with some weirdness: "Father, you..."

Yuxu waved his hand: "There are five terrifying existences in the ancient temple of the Heavenly Temple. Any one of them is enough to make the martial arts of the Heavenly Realm tremble and uneasy."

"Now that the ancient holy church has appeared, Ling Tian is afraid that the situation will be more dire."

When Yu Xu whispered, it seemed that Ling Tian had been sentenced to death. Faced with Yu Xu's words, Li Qiuping did not say much, but at this time.

Worry!

It has not weakened.

Although Xia Ting didn't say a word, the fists around his chest were clenched tightly at this moment. Xia Ting had felt proud for a moment before.

In the entire martial arts, among peers, who else can compare to Xia Ting except Li Qiuping? Even if it is the famous Li Qiuping, Xia Ting does not take it to heart.

But what about now?

As more and more martial arts masters appeared, Xia Ting's understanding of the masters became clearer and clearer. Even thinking about the so-called arrogance before, he couldn't help but feel funny.

His so-called arrogance, in front of these martial arts masters, was nothing, even like an idiot. It was really ridiculous, and Xia Ting didn't wait to think about it.

Under the battle circle ahead.

The Master of the Soul-Eating Sword held the sword with one hand, his eyes flashed like bright stars, and he uttered cold words: "Nine Dragons Evil Barrier, the Soul-Eating Sword in my hand has never killed anyone below the level of the Holy One."

"I will use the Soul Devouring Sword today!"

"Ignore your path to become a strong martial artist."

The arrogance came to an end.
Chapter completed!