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Many heroes were staring at him with murderous intent, but Yan Shisan turned a deaf ear and stretched out his hand to grab the dark sword hilt.
"Where did this unknown boy come from and dare to talk nonsense here!"
"The Tianbing Sword is the treasure of our Tianpeng clan, no one is allowed to steal it!"
Yan Shisan¡¯s reputation here is not very big, or his reputation is too great. It is impossible to know his origins without reaching a certain level.
Seeing that he was going to hold the ice sword of that day, the three semi-saint old men of the Tianpeng tribe immediately became particularly angry and quickly revealed their true bodies.
The bones on the back squirmed, and with a bang, two Tianpeng wings spread out, and they flapped fiercely, blowing a strong wind.
The three old men, like lightning, rushed toward Yan Shisan with monstrous flames.
Yan Shisan¡¯s eyebrows moved, as if he didn¡¯t expect that these three Tianpeng clan elders would be dissatisfied with him for taking the Sky Ice Sword.
"If you don't practice swordsmanship, what's the point of having a sword? Those who are greedy often die the fastest."
With his footsteps motionless, Yan Shisan glanced slightly and his fingers shook slightly. In the void, there was the buzzing sound of countless long swords, connected together, as if there were countless long swords hidden in the void.
The powerful and pure sword intent flowed around in the space, forming invisible streams of sword blades, and the entire hall began to shake.
The long swords in the hands of many warriors were about to come out of their hands, flying out of control, causing those warriors to panic.
"This is the pinnacle of sword intent!"
One person had a look of horror on his face and said in disbelief that the peak sword intention was perfect, and the 100% sword intention was infinitely close to perfection, and could be condensed into a sword soul at any time.
Many things that even a Martial Saint who had lived for hundreds of years could not do, now actually appeared on a young man.
Suddenly, Yan Shisan's five fingers moved together, and all the hidden sword blades in the void stopped buzzing, and the wild flow of sword blades flowing around also stopped at this moment.
Everything is quiet and there is no sound.
The huge gap seems to give people an illusion as to whether the powerful and vast Peak Dacheng Sword Intent just now is real.
Just when such doubts arose in his heart, Yan Shisan moved and waved the back of his hand upwards.
Boom!
Countless crisp sounds connected together to form a rumbling sound like a tide, and all the countless sword blades hidden in the void were thrust out.
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Bang bang bang!
The killing dragon roared past, and the various martial arts skills displayed by the three Tianpeng warriors who appeared in their true form were washed away and disappeared.
The sword light flew and blood overflowed. The three old men had no time to scream and were cut into countless blood flowers.
The blood blended into the mad dragon. The mad dragon, which was composed of sword light, was dyed with a faint layer of blood mist, as if it were a blood dragon, with overwhelming murderous intent.
With a wave of his hand, three Semi-Saints were wiped out. The entire hall was silent and dumbfounded.
"What is this guy's background?"
The Yan family is a reclusive family of kings. Ordinary people have no idea that there is such a family. Faced with the terrifying strength of Yan Shisan, everyone thought hard, but they couldn't think of a place where such a master could exist.
"You are pretending to be a ghost, I, Wang Ying, will come to meet you."
A dark wind blew up in the field, and a figure flew towards Yan Shisan. It was Teng Peng, one of the six major sects in Hunluo Prefecture, the chief true disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect.
Looking at Teng Peng in the dark wind, Yan Shisan raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "It's interesting. I finally have a sword, even though I'm not cultivating the right way."
With his right hand on the hilt of the sword, Yan Shisan shook his hand and pointed forward. A stream of condensed black sword energy immediately shot out from the scabbard, as fast as a meteor chasing the moon.
The sword energy contains the killing sword way that can destroy all things. Wherever it passes, even the air seems to have lost its vitality and become withered.
Click!
The sword energy easily pierced through the dark wind, penetrated Tengpeng's body-protecting essence, penetrated the high-grade inner armor he wore, and then passed through the body.
The black sword energy filled the air, and the intent to kill surged forward. No matter how hard Teng Peng resisted, he could not suppress the killing aura that wiped out all things.
His face was as pale as paper, and the dark wind around Teng Peng's body dispersed, and he looked exhausted.Lifeless.
This sword not only hurt his physical body, but also contained the murderous sword energy, and directly hurt the origin of his life.
"Little Lord!"
The Half-Saint Zhao from the Blood Shadow Sect looked horrified and quickly flew out to catch Teng Peng.
"Go together!"
Several semi-saint elders looked shocked and angry, and they all started to kill Yan Shisan.
Looking at Yan Shisan with cold eyes, Wang Ying from the Bone Tomb Hall and Xiang Fei from the Yaosheng Hall hesitated a little, and then led their half-saint elders to kill them.
At this moment, if I don't go up, if I am defeated by him, I won't have any chance to get the Tianbing Sword.
Yan Shisan smiled softly and looked at the more than twenty Half-Saints flying over without any hint of timidity. The black sword didn't even come out of its scabbard, it was just waved around casually.
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The true energy surged, the scabbard danced lightly, and the mad dragons formed with killing tenacity moved in all directions under the tug of Yan Shisan.
In the main hall, the long sword kept buzzing, like a flowing spring and a waterfall, and the strong wind howled and shook in all directions. All the semi-saints were a little powerless to resist the sword-blazing dragon, and they even thought of approaching Yan Shisan.
With his own strength, he fought against so many half-saints without even drawing out his sword.
" Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly stunned. This guy is really strong. Among the seven giants, An Junxi is probably the only one who can compete with him. If the distance can be increased, the eldest sister may have a chance of winning.
Among the other giants, if there were no special adventures in the past few months, no one would be his opponent.
No wonder Nangong Qiong regards him as his biggest opponent.
Xiao Chen thought to himself, "Fortunately, what I have learned is a knife, not a sword. There is no need to fight with this person, otherwise all the trump cards will be exposed."
No swordsman can resist the temptation of the Tianbing Sword. If Xiao Chen is practicing swordsmanship, no matter how strong Yan Shisan is, he will fight for it.
Even if you are defeated, you will try your best, otherwise you will inevitably have regrets. A peerless sword cannot be encountered at any time.
As each and every Half-Saint fell down after being hit, the Blade Mad Dragon slowly dissipated, and the hall became calm again.
There were many injured Half-Saints on the ground, and Yan Shisan, who was standing on the King's Stone Platform with his hands behind his back, had a trace of unconcealable panic in his eyes.
"Xiao Bai, you use a sword. I will help you grab this Sky Ice Sword."
Xuan Yu saw the excited look in Xiao Bai¡¯s eyes, smiled softly, and said softly. If he could help her get the Tianbing Sword at this time, she would definitely capture the other person's heart in one fell swoop.
Xuan Yu¡¯s second uncle on the side changed his expression greatly after hearing this.
Xiaobai couldn't help but frown deeply. Seeing that Xuan Yu was about to take action, he said in a hurry: "No need, I'd better go and get it myself."
Seeing Xiaobai flying out first, Jiang Zimo and Mu Xinya followed closely.
Xuan Yu¡¯s expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, in order not to accept his favor, Xiao Bai directly took action personally. He snorted and was about to stand up and leave.
"No, don't be impulsive. This person is Yan Shisan, a monster genius from a family of kings. You are no match for him."
Xuan Yu¡¯s second uncle hurriedly stopped him and told him about the horrors of the royal family.
After listening to the other party's narration, Xuan Yu's expression changed, and he slowly stopped thinking about taking action. In the killing swordsmanship, if the source of life is really injured, my future will be completely ruined.
Xiao Chen, who had been planning to go to the theater, suddenly saw a familiar figure flying out of the crowd. His face was stunned, and he said with a helpless smile: "She really shouldn't have been allowed to take up the path of swordsmanship in the first place."
With a light step, Xiao Chen flew away on the shadow of a blue dragon, intending to stop Xiao Bai in advance.
Yan Shisan¡¯s killing swordsmanship is obviously different from the killing artistic conception of ordinary warriors. It is a pure and extreme way of killing. Using killing as a sword, you can destroy all things and destroy all vitality. If you are accidentally injured, your origin cannot be recovered by practicing for a few days. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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