Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 175 One sword, open the sky!
After receiving Li Yisheng's answer, Jian Junhao looked at the Heavenly Sword that was slashing down from the sky, and said with a wanton smile, "Well, I need Lingyuan, and I have plenty of it!"

As he spoke, Jian Junhao took a step forward and stood under the Heavenly Sword, then stretched out his left arm and pressed it towards the Heavenly Sword.

He doesn't have much ability, but if he needs spiritual energy, he has plenty!

Seeing Jian Junhao trying to prop up the Heavenly Sword, everyone in Jianzong changed color.

The newly born Heavenly Sword is much more terrifying than the one that was mercilessly fused before, and it is not something they can resist, even if that person is the Sect Master of Sword Sect!
"Sovereign, let me come first!"

"It's not your turn to die."

A series of figures flitted out, even the older generation of Jianzong.

In this instant disaster, the only thing they can do is this.

"Just watch it." Facing those people's request, Jian Junhao shook his head and refused.

Without the oppression of the Heavenly Sword, those spiritual powers would not be able to flow out.

"Old guy, wouldn't it be good to just wait to die? However, if you withdraw the sword sect's formation, how about we allow you to survive?" The three figures looked down at Jian Junhao, their voices falling from the nine heavens.

They really want to get the martial arts of Jianzong.

I heard that it is a martial art that the Empress cares about!

And the ancestors of their family never forget it.

Looking at the three people on the energy level, Jian Junhao said disdainfully, "If you don't run away, you won't be able to run away!"

Under the same conditions, Jian Junhao is confident that he can crush those superior people to death with one finger!
"court death!"

"Old man, I think you are confused!"

"You also want to fight against the Heavenly Sword?"

Hearing Jian Junhao's words, the three of them all had cold eyes, Tianjian suddenly accelerated, and the next moment slammed into Jian Junhao!
boom!
There was a loud explosion, and the eyes of the three shrank.

Because that person actually resisted?

"This is impossible!"

The three couldn't help crying out.

How could there be a native who could resist the Heavenly Sword head-on?

Without the approval of Tianjian, everything will be destroyed!

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, layers of air waves exploded.

Although Jian Junhao was constantly falling under the pressure of the Heavenly Sword, he was not injured.

This incredible scene completely shocked everyone.

Bang!
Jian Junhao only felt the pressure of the vast sea like the sky falling down, the breath in his body surged, and his face flushed for a while.

"He's actually stronger than you?" An Churan stared at Jian Junhao with wide eyes, and then at Li Yisheng.

Li Yiyi didn't answer An Churan, but moved his palm slightly, and he held an indistinct sword in his palm.

Then, the white robe finally walked out in one step.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the white robe and the sword in his hand, the faces of the three people on the energy level changed dramatically.

That source of power was simply beyond their imagination.

That sword was actually conceived entirely by the power of the source?
Where did the original power come from that white robe?

"die!"

The three shouted, and the Heavenly Sword was crushed crazily.

boom!
That violent sword power directly turned the robe on Jian Junhao's arm into pieces, revealing his bare arm.

However, seeing Jian Junhao's bare arm, the three people on the energy level finally became frightened at this moment.

"It's [Spirit Rope]?"

The three couldn't help but took a few steps back.

[Spirit rope] is an artifact that can store spirit energy inside.

This artifact has long been lost.

Even in Zhongtian Continent, they couldn't find much!

However, at this moment, how many [spiritual ropes] are wrapped around the arms of the person under the Heavenly Sword?
Those circles, dense blue [spiritual rope], completely wrapped his entire arm.

Looking at the dense [spiritual rope] on Jian Junhao's arm, Li Yisheng frowned, "Is this why you don't fight?"

When he said these words, a [spiritual rope] on Jian Junhao's arm broke, and terrifying spiritual energy poured out overwhelmingly.

That terrifying aura was as if a strong man who was about to step into the king level exploded himself!
Jian Junhao smiled, and said softly, "This is also the reason why the suzerains of all dynasties are indisputable."

What is tied on his hand is the spiritual power left over from the passing away of the suzerains of the past dynasties.

When each generation of suzerain is about to run out of life energy, they will seal their life spirit energy in the [spiritual rope].

After being passed down from generation to generation, to Jian Junhao, the spiritual energy sealed by the [Spiritual Rope] is enough to destroy the world.

This world simply cannot afford it.

Even he himself could not survive this terrifying spiritual energy impact.

Therefore, it is impossible for any master of the Sword Sect to become a flying immortal.

Because as long as you try to go to Feixian, the whole world will be destroyed by it.

It is conceivable that generations of suzerains looked at the heavenly sword with complicated emotions.

"However, it doesn't matter anymore." Jian Junhao said with a smile, "Anyway, this world is going to be destroyed anyway, so why don't you help my Jianzong sect to go up!"

Jian Junhao's words were light but serious.

He knew that when all the [spiritual ropes] were untied, he would not be able to live.

He can only rely on Li Yisheng, at least, there are still people in Jianzong.

Li Yisheng looked at Jian Junhao silently, and said after a long time, "You don't have to die."

Jian Junhao was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Li Yisheng.

The next moment, a slightly indifferent voice came out again, "Because I'm by your side!"

After Bai Yi's words fell, Jian Junhao suddenly became full of pride.

"Okay, this should be the domineering spirit of my Jianzong Wannian Foundation!"

After all, the [spiritual ropes] in his hand were broken one by one at this moment.

Every time a piece is broken, endless and terrifying spiritual energy gushes out wantonly, filling the space between the heaven and the earth.

Those lingyuan are more terrifying than each other, covering the sky and the sun, and they are mighty.

In an instant, the entire world has been filled.

Even the sky is broken piece by piece at this moment, and countless turbulent flows of space rush out from the pitch-black nothingness.

This infinite spiritual energy is enough to destroy this world, even without the coming of the Heavenly Sword, this small world will be destroyed by this endless spiritual energy.

Jian Junhao was ready to be crushed and exploded to death by Lingyuan.

However, as Li Yisheng said, he was not harmed at all.

Because all the spiritual energy crushing towards him gathered on Li Yisheng at this moment.

I saw that in the sky, the spiritual essence was like a vast ocean, and an extremely terrifying vortex appeared in the ocean.

That vortex is directly connected to that white robe!
With the infusion of those spiritual energy, the white clothes danced in the ocean.

The aura of that white robe climbed crazily at an unimaginable speed, as if there was no end to it.

And more spiritual energy gathered on the vague blade in Bai Yi's hand!

Seeing the weird scene below, the bodies of the three above the energy layer couldn't help but tremble.

Then, those three people, no matter how much they cared about face, they didn't dare to stay at all, turned their heads and walked out of Tianmen.

They want to tell this news to the House of Assembly!

"I want to leave now, it's too late!"

Li Yiyi raised his head and looked at the three people who turned around. He grasped the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes lowered, and then the speed of swinging the sword changed from slow to fast, from slow to fast, and suddenly slashed towards the Heavenly Sword.

An indifferent voice also filled the world.

At this moment, all the living people heard that seemingly indifferent voice, but to them it was a voice of hope.

"One sword,
open day! "

(End of this chapter)