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One by one, the cultivators of the Ming clan were unable to block the sword light at all, and were killed by thousands of sword lights into flying ashes. Jianzi recalled at will, and flew up and down around his body.
"Good swordsmanship!"
The ground is low, Yang Xuan can't help but admire, this Kun Yuan Jianzi's sword-fighting skills are extremely powerful, so that he dare not underestimate, especially the other party clearly understands the Dachengjing's kendo laws and Dachengjing's space laws.
These two laws are superimposed together, and they are used with powerful sword-fighting skills, and then matched with that ancient sword, which is used to cut everything.
It was definitely an amazing sword, probably not much worse than the Pangu Axe.
"You are very good. You can take over my sword art, and you will have no regrets when you die."
At this moment, Kun Yuan Jianzi said, this sentence was addressed to the eight-armed underworld emperor, and the eight-armed underworld emperor was also the only survivor of the tens of thousands of underworld troops. There were also countless bloody mouths, dripping with blood.
It was the wound caused by the sword light one after another. Rao is the eight-armed underworld emperor's amazing resilience. For a while, those wounds were difficult to heal, and there was a burst of burning pain.
Eight-armed Underworld Emperor felt this severe pain, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. It seemed that he did not expect the young man on the opposite side to be so terrifying, and he easily suffered a big loss.
"My sword art is the stunt of my Kunyuan Sword Sect. There are nine styles in total. With my cultivation and understanding, I can only barely cultivate the first three styles, but even so, it is enough to kill you."
Kun Yuan Jianzi said coldly, and once again took out the ancient sword, the ancient sword swung into the air, but did not split the sword light, but condensed thousands of sword lights into one, so that the ancient sword with the handle soared into a thousand zhang. Jianmang.
The sword light radiated into the sky and made an amazing sonic boom. Wherever the sword light passed, the void collapsed and cracked in a large area, as if it could not bear the sword light.
The power of this sword is terrifying. It is far more powerful than Yang Xuan's sword formation. As long as such a sword light is played, you will have thousands of troops.
"Break it for me!"
The eight-armed underworld emperor ran wild, burning blood frantically, and when the eight giant arms waved, they suddenly rose against the storm, turning into eight giant pillars that reached the sky, and they shot horizontally at the thousand-zhang Jianmang.
Boom! ! !
With the violent collision, the eight giant pillars that reach the sky collapsed, completely unable to stop the slashing of Jianmang, and was smashed into pieces, but Jianmang was cast off, and the eight arms were cut off in an instant. The head of the emperor, cut off all the primordial spirits in his head.
thump!
Eight-armed Underworld Emperor died tragically in an instant, and the huge headless corpse collapsed suddenly, setting off billowing smoke.
"Dead, this is too powerful!"
"I have long heard that a kunyuan swordsman has come to the extreme heaven and fairyland. He has the fighting power to surpass his peers and kill the enemy. Today, I saw that the rumor is true. This son is indeed the strongest in the history of Kunyuan swordsmanship Jianzi, he really is a monster."
In the distance, many people were stunned by the swordsmanship of Kun Yuan Jianzi, who was shaking the heavens and the earth and weeping ghosts and gods. With such swordsmanship, even the eight-armed underworld emperor could kill in an instant, how powerful it was.
Kun Yuan Jianzi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression was calm and cold, ignoring the chatter of the crowd, but just turned his eyes to the place where Yang Xuan was standing, and said lightly: "Your Excellency has watched the play for so long, aren't you ready to come out and meet?"