Although the two spirit beasts were only in the late stage of Void Refining, they were monsters with strong physical bodies and strange magical powers. For a moment, they fought with the two fusion cultivators of Tianjian Zun, which was comparable to each other.

At this moment, the aura lingering on Wang An was getting stronger and stronger. The sword energy was everywhere, dense and invincible, and the whole person was like a cold flying sword.

Runes lingered, and ripples appeared in the void. A wonderful world suddenly appeared around Wang An. Countless sword energy was flying, and each sword energy almost turned into a substantial spiritual sword.

"Boom!"

The space of a hundred feet in his radius had begun to collapse, and eight-colored spiritual energy was pouring into his body.

"Domain...This is the breath of the sword domain!"

"Senior brother, stop this boy quickly. He is actually comprehensive his own sword domain!" The old man Zangjian's face changed drastically and he shouted in horror.

The laws of the sword are perfect, and furthermore, it is the legendary laws.

Generally speaking, only fusion monks can understand the domain, and a very small number of evil-level geniuses can gain a glimpse of the power of the domain.

"scold!"

Seeing that Wang An was in the realm of comprehension of the law, the Venerable Tianjian, who had been calm and composed, finally began to feel nervous at this time.

The laws in his hand changed, and the flying sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light. With one sword, the light was shining, the sword energy was scattered, and the laws were rolling.

With the blessing of the giant sword technique, the flying sword turned into a thousand feet in size, rumbled across the void, and slashed towards the little dragon.

"Wooah..."

The little dragon roared angrily, raised its front paws and slapped it angrily.

"Clang!"

The loud noise shook the world, like the interweaving of gold and iron, and the violent force fell on the lower dragon, causing it to retreat hundreds of feet in a row.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Tianjian Venerable escaped all the light and flew directly towards Wang An, with murderous aura. He raised the flying sword in his hand and pierced Wang An's head.

"Boom!"

In a thousandth of an instant, a mysterious eight-colored divine light suddenly burst out from Wang An's body, and a surging force directly spread to the flying sword. The flying sword screamed and flew backwards.

After a closer look at Wang An, under this terrifying sword, his back shot was completely shrouded in a mysterious eight-color halo.

Eight-colored spiritual lights lingered, and there was a faint force of the great way that made people feel sluggish, which seemed to be hidden in the deepest part of Wang An's body, as if it would burst out at any time.

"This... what kind of treasure is this? It can actually withstand the attack of the flying sword of the natal destiny!" The Venerable of Heavenly Sword said with a look of surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Hmph, old ghost, you are looking for death and you actually want to hurt my brother!"

When Xiaolong saw this scene, he was completely angry. The dragon's might and the terrifying pressure stirred the sky. He waved the dragon claws again and slapped the Heavenly Sword Venerable.

Wang An seemed to feel the situation in the outer sect. His aura became very strange. All the power of the law suddenly disappeared and all escaped into his body.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a strange eight-color halo suddenly burst out from Wang An, like a layer of mist, and like a dense power of laws.

This layer of eight-colored spiritual light stretches out in a radius of hundreds of feet, with Wang An as the center, forming a strange vacuum land. When the spiritual consciousness falls inside, only the raging and rolling sword law can be sensed, and every thread of it carries great pressure.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, Wang An opened his closed eyes.

I saw countless flying swords flashing in my eyes, and two eyes shot out, like two invincible flying swords.

"Xiaolong, go and help Xiaojin, let me deal with this person!"

Everyone felt a flash in front of them, and Wang An was already floating in front of Xiaolong, staring at the Heavenly Sword Venerable with a vigilant look on his face.

"Brother, be careful, he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the fusion." Xiaolong glanced at Wang An, turned around and rushed to the old man Tibetan sword who was fighting with Xiao Jin.

"Hmph, little kid, I never expected that your talent would be so evil. Now, my contemporary disciple of the Jiandao Sect is simply a pile of mud when compared with you!"

"Today I will try the reputation of the sword domain. You can take action!" A trace of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the Venerable Tianjian, without any fear at all.

Wang An felt a sense of fanaticism on the other party, and as long as he saw the power of the sword domain, he would die without regrets.

"Haha, since that's the case, then I'm as you wish!" Wang An said with a smile.

"go!"

Wang An moved the sword technique in his hand, and the flying sword shot out in a dripping turn, falling into the air in a blink of an eye.

The laws roll, runes linger, and the spiritual pressure is vast.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of eight-color light appeared between heaven and earth, directly covering the old man Tianjian.

All hidden in the eight-color light is the mighty power of laws, with sword energy scattering, forming a terrifying vacuum zone.

The moment the eight-color light fell, the old man Tianjian's face changed drastically.

He felt as if he had fallen into the boundless swamp, and a feeling of powerlessness and spiritual energy stagnation surged into his heart.

In this strange space, he felt that the power of laws he could mobilize was so scarce that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was like the master of the world, controlling everything.

"This...this is your sword domain, and its power is comparable to that of a late-stage fusion cultivator!" The old man Tianjian said in a little panic.

"Haha, this is my sword domain. I will be the leader of my domain, so I will lose!"

Wang An laughed loudly, pointed his fingers, and the flying sword floating in the air rumbled towards the other party with the terrifying pressure from the sword domain.

The sky and the earth change color, the sword energy crisscrosses, and eight spiritual lights shine in the sky!

"Dang!"

The flying sword that the Venerable Tianjian swung out seemed to hit a heavy mountain, making a dull echo, and a violent force entered his arm frantically, and the flying sword fell weakly into the sword domain.

"Puchi!"

In the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Master, which was difficult to be confident, the flying sword was like lightning that streaked across the sky, and it was like a thunderbolt. It directly blasted the spiritual shield on his body and shattered the spiritual armor. The terrifying power of the law entered his body, destroying his eight extraordinary meridians.

"open!"

Wang An's eyes flashed, the sword technique in his hand changed, and the Eight Desert Swords turned into thousands of sword shadows that floated in the void, submerging the Heavenly Sword Venerable with a rush of overwhelming force.

The heaven and earth are shaking, and the laws are surging. At a glance, there are only endless flying swords in the sword realm, and it has become a flying sword world.

"Senior Brother!"

The old man who hid the sword glanced at the Heavenly Sword Venerable who was flooded by the flying sword, his eyes were shattered, and he screamed in anger, as if he was crazy.

"Hmph, what are you calling me? You just bullied me, Xiaolong, let's beat him up."

After Xiao Jin finished speaking, his limbs shrank into the turtle shell, forming a golden ball of light of thousands of pieces, like a small hill, and then smashed directly towards the old man Zangjian.
Chapter completed!