"puff……"

Lei Dongtian squirted out another mouthful of blood, and his whole face had long disappeared.

In the distance, Yin Lihen and Xue Wujiang looked gloomy, and the murderous intent on their bodies shattered the void behind them.

Suddenly, the two of them raised their eyes to each other at the same time, and then nodded slowly.

Lei Dongtian’s life and death are not important to them, but this time they came with the same purpose, in other words, they are allies of the same camp.

Regardless of whether this alliance relationship is strong or not, at least in the eyes of other forces in the world, they represent the supreme Taoist tradition and the Southern Wilderness Gods.

It is no exaggeration to say that one is prosperous and one is humiliating.

Lei Dongtian is being abused. From a certain perspective, this is slapping their gods in the face.

"Hmph, the little ant is also trying to go against the will of heaven, and he is simply ignorant of the great world!"

Xue Wujiang, who was thin and bloody, snorted coldly, and saw him step out and head straight for the battlefield ahead.

"Boom..."

At the same time, the bloody river under his feet roared violently, and the waves slapped the nine heavens, like gods and demons roaring.

Although he knew in his heart that the two heavenly kings would join forces to deal with a junior in the Liantianjun realm, they would be sick and dirty.

But it would be better to watch Lei Dongtian be madly abused in front of everyone and be ridiculed by the world.

If things go apart, the final result will be that the gods will lose to the quasi-celestial kings in the secular world and will be tortured.

If you want to blame, Lei Dongtian can only blame him for being too careless, so that he was seized by others and ended up like this.

But he had to admit that Mu Changkong was very strong. No matter if any of the three of them had a match against him, they would have to go through a fierce battle and even pay a certain price to defeat him.

"Die!" Xue Wujiang shouted angrily, and saw the blood river spreading rapidly under his feet. Suddenly, ferocious monsters in the blood river soared into the sky and rushed towards Mu Changkong.

Although these monsters are condensed from blood, each end is extremely huge and carries a huge aura.

In an instant, terrifying murderous aura filled the entire sky, making people shudder.

"call out……"

Suddenly, a sword energy rose against the sky, as if it suddenly appeared out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, the monsters in the sky broke open one after another, and even the rushing blood river collapsed in an instant.

"Boom..."

The blood river shattered and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Xue Wujiang's face darkened and he thought to himself: "What a terrifying sword path!" Among the crowd below, a towering figure in a white robe stood proudly.

I saw him standing here quietly with his hands in his arms, but he gave people a sharp aura that he dared not get close to.

Especially those eyes, originally without waves in ancient wells, but in an instant, they turned into a sea of ​​sword energy. Innumerable sharp sword energy flowed through those pupils, as if he could cut through the stars with one look.

Sword Saint, Ding Nan Jian!

He looked at Xue Wujiang in the sky and said coldly: "I didn't expect that the supreme Taoist priest not only likes to bully the small with the big, but also likes to bully the small with the more!"

In one sentence, it was like a sharp sword, which just stabbed Xue Wujiang and others in the pain point, and they could not refute it.

"Hmph! Just because you want to stop me?" Xue Wujiang snorted coldly and asked.

However, Ding Nanjian only shook his head slightly and said, "No! I want to kill you!"

I want to kill you!

In just five words, it exudes endless domineering and determination.

No one doubts the authenticity of Ding Nanjian's words.

As the most outstanding geniuses of the previous generation, he and Mu Changkong are still far above Mu Changkong when it comes to their reputation on the mainland.

Before, from the few words between the two of them, everyone had learned that Ding Nanjian was also at the peak of the quasi-Heaven King.

I believe that the strength of a generation of sword saints will definitely not be below Mu Changkong.

In other words, Ding Nanjian is qualified to compete with any of these three powerful people in the Heavenly King realm.

"Haha... Ding Nanjian Sword of Wanjian Pavilion? Let me come and learn about whether you, the sword saint, have you become a false name!"

However, at this moment, a sneer came from Yin Lihen's mouth.

I saw Yin Lihen, carrying the Yin and Yang swords, step out in one step, and a huge Yin and Yang picture bloomed under my feet.

"Clang..."

A dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and a white giant dragon flew into the air and slashed towards the Ding Nan sword below.

Yin Lihen is also a powerful sword cultivator, and his achievements in swordsmanship are also the best among his peers.

Thinking back to the beginning, he used the Yin-Yang Swords behind him to kill all the sword masters in the world, so that no one among his peers dared to practice swords.

Since he became famous, he rarely used two swords. Even if one of the swords was unsheathed, he could count them with one hand.

However, today he was the first to draw out the Yang Sword from the beginning. On the one hand, he felt the extraordinary sword cultivation of the other party from the sword energy that Ding Nan Sword had just slashed out.

On the other hand, he wanted to use his absolute strength to kill Ding Nan Jian and restore the reputation of the gods who were thrown away by Lei Dongtian.

However, Ding Nanjian ignored this sword at all, but turned his eyes and looked at Ding Yi not far away.

"Look carefully, this battle may have gained something for you!"

When Ding Yi heard this, he nodded vigorously.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Nanjian glanced at Chu Jingzhe again, but did not speak.

He understood that Chu Jingzhe had already walked out of his swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship could have little help to him.

Then, Ding Nanjian's figure gradually faded.

"laugh……"

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling sword light soared into the sky, stabbing everyone on the scene to the point of being unable to open their eyes.

Then, a loud noise came from the void, and the dazzling sword light directly crushed the white dragon.

The sky exploded in pieces, and endless sword energy filled the entire void. The white clothes were better than snow, and the majestic Ding Nan sword stood proudly in the void.

"Draw your sword and let me see if you, the sword saint, have gained fame!" Yin Lihen's eyes were cold and locked in the Ding Nan sword in front of him.

The latter shook his head slightly and said, "I haven't used a sword for many years!"

I haven't used a sword for many years!

The implication is that for him, the sword is already redundant in his hands.

Many years ago, he reached the state of unity of man and sword, and no sword is better than sword.

For him nowadays, the sword can be a sword in his heart, in every trace of true energy, and even every thought in his body.

Similarly, your body is the sharpest sword!

"Arrogant!"

Yin Lihen shouted coldly. He didn't expect Ding Nanjian to be so arrogant. Before he really entered the realm of the Heavenly Lord, he despised himself.

“Buzz…”

Another buzzing sound came, and the Yang sword in Yin Lihen flew out of his hand, carrying the terrifying and sharp sword energy, stabbing towards Ding Nan's sword.

The momentum of this sword is not huge, but no one dares to underestimate the power of this sword.
Chapter completed!