"Boom!"

The spiritual power in the middle stage of the eighth level shocked the spiritual world of a sixth-level peak spiritual person, and the impact caused was extremely huge.

The huge roar almost disintegrated the spirit of the strongest legendary swordsman Xue Jianbei.

However, the Strongest Legendary Swordsman is the Strongest Legendary Swordsman.

The pain that almost shook the spiritual world was transformed into a painful force in an instant by him. Under the stimulation of this painful force, he once again let out a roar of roar into the sky, without any of the demeanor and image of a gentleman back then, and his own momentum almost broke the limit that he could reach.

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

The sword was swung, and the sword swept over and overwhelmed with its domineering power, strangled out 360 degrees with its domineering power sweeping across the army.

The six phantoms transformed by Wang Ting collided with Xue Jianbei's sword edge and were all shattered. The true body's figure was bombarded in front of this attack. At the fastest speed, he wanted to escape from Xue Jianbei's attack range.

But how could Xue Jianbei let go of such a precious opportunity? He roared and rushed to the royal court as fast as possible. Behind his charge, it seemed like a towering sacred mountain that was thousands of feet high. At this moment, it all collapsed. The power formed by the collapse of the landslide was so powerful that it could scare any ordinary liquefied legendary swordsman to death.

Although Wang Ting immediately stimulated his spiritual power and condensed a powerful wind field to resist, under the sword of Xue Jianbei, he was still hit by the front and his shocked body flew backwards. The qi and blood in his body churned violently.

"Everything is your fault. Without you, peace will be in the world! Go to death!"

With a sword prevailing, Xue Jianbei roared again, and the powerful aura rushed into the sky, and there was a faint trend from an illusory momentum to a substantial "momentum". This momentum was crushed, and Wang Ting only felt that the space around him was about to solidify. The power of the wind field was greatly restricted.

"State! This is the sword force!"

Seeing the change of Xue Jianbei's momentum, Xue Wuhen's eyes shone with brilliance and his expression was filled with joy.

Not only him. Even Xia Wushang, Kolos and the others were full of surprise.

Among the four most powerful legendary swordsmen, the one who has the deepest understanding of the momentum is that Xia Wushang. As the great prince of the Kingdom of Great Xia and commanding the Daxia swordsman army, Xia Wushang himself has a powerful aura of superiors. This momentum can be combined with his own sword force and can initially form a inferior momentum and suppress the opponent.

The fiery judge was so passive in Xia Wushang's hands back then because Xia Wushang used the killing move of "power".

Apart from Xia Wushang, let alone Colos and Wang Ting, even Mu Qingshuang, the promoted swordsman, has no idea how to understand the situation.

But now, Xue Jianbei was stimulated by emotions such as rage and hatred, and actually changed the qualitative change of his own momentum from illusion to reality, which was clearly a sign that his understanding of the sword momentum was about to begin. For a moment, Xia Wushang, Kolos, Mu Qingshuang and others were all thrust.

"Spiritual realm! Inspire!"

At the critical moment, Wang Ting also gave a low growl, and the eighth-level spiritual realm was fully stimulated. In an instant, the world in front of him changed rapidly, and the clear vision of energy and matter appeared in his spiritual world.

When Xue Jianbei's sword was about to kill him, his figure was raised again at an incredible angle, and the sword light was waving. In an instant, the sword shadows filled the sky densely filled everyone's vision.

"This is the sword-only sword technique, the Supreme One of Wanliu!"

In two months, Koros, who had practiced with Wang Ting countless times, immediately recognized this swordsmanship.

Even though he had witnessed the brilliance and splendor of this sword technique more than once, after seeing the storm formed by thousands of sword shadows, he still exclaimed from the heart.

Koros, who has seen this sword technique several times, is already like this, not to mention other legendary swordsmen, sword master, great sword master, and semi-saint.

Among the thousands of sword shadows, the sharpness that emanated from each sword was no less than the ordinary attack of a legendary swordsman in the liquefaction stage, which was enough to completely kill a great swordsman. At present, thousands of sword shadows fell from the sky in densely. The dazzling and shocking instantly made the scene where the originally a little lively and talkative sounds silent.

In the void...

Only the dense sound of breaking through the air was almost connected!

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Xue Jianbei's rough sword force was completely defeated when he used the sword technique of the Supreme Wanliu in the royal court. When he saw so many sword shadows covering the sky, a deep sense of power arose in the heart of the strong legendary swordsman.

Powerless!

Yes, powerless!

It's like a person, and it's easy to kill an ant, without any effort.

However, when what appeared in front of him was not an ant, but a thousand, ten thousand, hundreds of thousands, and millions, all that were left to him was powerlessness and despair.

Fortunately, the Strongest Legendary Swordsman is the Strongest Legendary Swordsman after all.

After feeling his initial powerlessness, Xue Jianbei's mind was immediately replaced by anger. With the change of his sword technique, a towering breath waving out of his sword technique. All the power of the domain was condensed in his sword technique. In just an instant, he had used the power of the earth domain to keep himself airtightly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless dazzling fires kept shining around Xue Jianbei.

At this moment, Xue Jianbei was like a diamond in a metal storm. The twelve waves of attacks from the Supreme Ten Thousand Flows continued, but he could not do anything to him. The dazzling fire and the dazzling sword shadow intertwined, bringing everyone a strong visual impact. Under such a shocking scene, almost everyone widened their eyes.

"Quick! So fast! The sword of the Supreme Legendary Swordsman can actually be so fast?"

"This is no longer simply fast. No matter how fast it is, it cannot evolve into thousands of sword shadows. This definitely involves a more advanced field."

"Wang Ting's sword is fast, but Xue Jianbei's defense is stronger. Such a storm-like attack can't do anything to him at all?"

"It's so strong, the strongest legendary swordsman, this is the strongest legendary swordsman. It's ridiculous that after I broke through to the semi-saint realm, I thought I was not far from the strongest legendary swordsman, but now it seems that the gap between the two has actually gathered to this level! If I resisted that sword rain, I would definitely not be able to hold up a breath!"

The discussion kept echoing.

Even those sword masters, great sword masters, semi-saints, and legendary swordsmen deliberately suppressed their voices, and the voices still rang in this empty space.

“Too fancy, flashy and unreal!”

"A little trick to carving insects."

On the snow crane, outside the Biwan Pavilion, two powerful swordsmans, Mu Qingshuang and Xue Wuhen, commented briefly.

Although the evaluation is not high, it is not difficult to see from their slightly solemn tone that there are still something good about this wave of swordsmanship.

"That's all! Now, I'm here to fight back!"

Twelve waves of sword attacks flashed instantly. Xue Jianbei, who noticed that Wang Ting's sword attack had slowed down, immediately seized this precious opportunity and shouted loudly. A cold, howling aura rose from his body.

This is the power of the Frost Realm and the Wind Realm.

After the two forces in the field dispersed the few remaining sword lights, they immediately exploded, forming a bone-cold ice and snow storm. The storm swept through and penetrated into the blood. The royal court in the void was disturbed by the coldness that penetrated into the soul, and his body suddenly stopped!

"Go to die!"

Xue Jianbei roared in his mouth, and a sword soared into the sky. The sharp sword light of the sword pointed directly at the royal court. The sword light seemed to penetrate the void and assassinate him in one fell swoop.

"disperse!"

In an instant, the powerful spiritual power immersed in the body, stimulating all the boiling blood in the body. The power of the small-scale blood-killing secret technique exploded from his body, dispelling all the cold air that invaded the body. Moreover, the remaining force was poured into the Wang Ting's sword's sword energy, causing the sword aura of Ruosheng Jian to flush out of blood red again, aiming at Xue Jianbei head-on and attacking.

"Bang!"

The dazzling fire exploded from the collision between the two swords.

The confrontation between the domain and the domain, the collision of true qi and true qi caused the impact point of the two swords to spread out a circle of shock waves that could be seen in the naked eye. The nearby Biwan Pavilion pillar was directly shattered and collapsed, mostly.

The recoil force of the sword's edge hit made the floor where Xue Jianbei landed instantly split, and half of his heels fell into the soil.

Wang Ting flew backwards again under the force of this attack and rushed into the void for more than 30 meters. The sword light waving, and thousands of sword shadows appeared again from his hands. Under the sunlight, it was like a sword god falling from the sky.

"It's useless! You are indeed a true peerless genius who can inspire this swordsmanship. However, the earth realm of my Xue Jianbei is not something you can break through with the dispersed power of yours. You are in the void and cannot dodge. This will be your last blow. After one blow, there is only one fate waiting for you, that is, death!"

When he spoke of the word "death", Xue Jianbei's aura soared into the sky, turning into a huge, towering mountain, completely covering his entire body. For a moment, he seemed to have taken root on the earth, his whole body was filled with natural and impeccable. It seemed that to defeat him, it was equivalent to defeating the entire earth.

"The swordsmanship of the Supreme Wanliu is not good, so let's try the achievements of my hard practice over the past few months..."

Looking at the Xue Jianbei who condensed as motionless as a mountain, Wang Ting muttered to himself, the blood and spirit in his body, at this moment, with violent burning at the same time, the energy world sensed by the spiritual power became unprecedentedly clear.

"Only the sword - the sword dances for thousands of years!"!~!

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