Invincible Divine Sword

The Ghost King of Huangquan, Sword God of Heaven and others saw the Son of the Divine Emperor pointing his sword at Yang Xiaotian, and their faces all darkened.

Just as the Titan Trolls were about to attack, Yang Xiaotian suddenly punched out.

The punch force turned into millions of holy dragons.

The holy dragons were like the sea, and the dragon roars resounded through the world.

In an instant, the Son of the Divine Emperor was submerged and swallowed.

The Son of the Divine Emperor was like a kite with a broken string, shooting backwards and smashing at the end of the martial arts field, with sand and dust rolling.

Everyone was shocked.

"Didn't they say that the descendant of the Huangquan Patriarch was in the Emperor Realm? How can he be so strong!"

"Second level of the Holy Realm! Last time in the Temple of Destiny, he was clearly in the Emperor Realm, but he actually broke through to the second level of the Holy Realm! How could it be so fast!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

As the Son of the Divine Emperor, the Son of the Divine Emperor was extremely powerful. Although he was in the seventh level of the Holy Realm, his combat power was far from comparable to many seventh-level Holy Realm, but now, he was blown away by Yang Xiaotian's punch.

The Son of the Divine Emperor was seen smashed to the end of the martial arts arena, dying. Even if he was saved, he was useless. His Dantian and the acupoints in his body had been completely destroyed by Yang Xiaotian's punch just now.

At this moment, Zhao Rong led a large number of masters of the Tongtian Divine Sect to rush over. Seeing this scene, he had a strong killing intent in his eyes.

He didn't expect that in just a few months, Yang Xiaotian's strength had improved so much, and his combat power was so high.

At the second level of the Martial Saint, he punched away the seventh level of the Martial Saint.

Such combat power is definitely unique in the Wanjian Continent.

Therefore, when Zhao Rong led a large number of masters of the Tongtian Divine Sect to pass by Yang Xiaotian, the Southern Sky Sword God and others, he did not hide the killing intent in his eyes.

When Zhao Rong looked over, Yang Xiaotian also looked at Zhao Rong with a calm and indifferent look.

The fist ancestor behind Zhao Rong saw the old man behind Yang Xiaotian, his eyes were cold, and at the same time, he looked at the Yellow Spring Ghost King with suspicion.

He had heard about the Yellow Spring Ghost King roasting the soul of the Cold Dragon Sword God, so he suspected that it was the Yellow Spring Ghost King who rescued the Old Man of Time that night.

The black and white swords behind Zhao Rong stared at the Heaven Shaking Sword God, also with a suspicious look on their faces.

The two always felt that they seemed to have seen this thin middle-aged man somewhere a long time ago.

But they couldn't remember it.

However, Zhao Rong and others did not make a move.

Zhao Rong led a group of masters past Yang Xiaotian and came to the No. 2 Sword God throne and sat down.

In the last Kunlun Sword Contest, Zhao Rong was the second.

Seeing Zhao Rong, the Fist Ancestor, the Black and White Swords, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword God and other Tongtian Divine Sect masters coming, the originally noisy martial arts field quieted down.

Zhao Rong did not release an amazing momentum, but all the sword masters at the scene looked at Zhao Rong with awe.

No other reason!

It was because Zhao Rong had cultivated fifteen kinds of supreme sword intent.

Before Zhao Rong, only Lord Hongfeng could cultivate fifteen supreme sword intents. Now, with the disappearance of Lord Hongfeng, Zhao Rong has become the only supreme sword god in Wanjian Continent who has fifteen supreme sword intents.

At this time, Liang Gang, the youngest disciple behind Zhao Rong, stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Rong, saying, "Master, Qianyuan is my most beloved disciple. He was brutally killed by someone else. The murderer was at the scene. I want to beg you to allow me to kill the enemy and avenge Qianyuan!"

Liang Gang did not act in the name of Tongtian Divine Religion, but as a master.

No one can say anything when a master avenges his disciple.

Zhao Rong looked normal and nodded, "Go."

"Thank you, Master." Liang Gang thanked respectfully, then flew out and landed in the center of the martial arts arena.

There was silence at the scene.

Millions of powerful people all looked at Liang Gang and Yang Xiaotian.

Liang Gang looked at Yang Xiaotian coldly: "Qian Yuan is my disciple, he died under your sword, today, I will use my sword to pierce your throat, just like you killed my disciple, kill you!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted: "Liang Gang, you are at the peak of the tenth level of the holy realm, and you have the nerve to attack a junior. Don't you feel ashamed? I am ashamed for Zhao Rong!"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Rong's face sank and he scanned the crowd.

"Master, let me take action?" The Titan Troll stepped forward and said respectfully to Yang Xiaotian.

"No need." Yang Xiaotian shook his hand, then broke through the air and landed in the center of the martial arts field.

Liang Gang is the youngest disciple among Zhao Rong's seven disciples, and the only disciple who has not broken through the divine realm. However, Liang Gang is the most talented among Zhao Rong's seven disciples.

Although he is at the peak of the tenth level of the holy realm, he has condensed ten holy fruits. At the peak of the holy realm, he once killed a wounded divine first-level strongman.

Although the first-level god was injured, being able to kill a first-level god with the peak of the holy realm also shocked the Wanjian Continent.

Therefore, Liang Gang was called the number one person under the gods in the Wanjian Continent.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Another meaning is that Liang Gang is absolutely invincible under the gods!

Seeing Yang Xiaotian coming down, Liang Gang said coldly: "Boy, summon your two divine golden pills and three Hunyuan destiny!"

Hearing Liang Gang mention the two divine golden pills and three Hunyuan destiny, everyone held their breath.

Even Zhao Rong, Quan Zu, and the black and white double swords and other masters stared at Yang Xiaotian.

The divine golden pill and the Hunyuan destiny are both miracles, and everyone wants to see these two legendary miracles.

Yang Xiaotian looked at the other party indifferently: "To kill you, I don't need to touch my divine golden pill, let alone my Hunyuan destiny."

"What!" The millions of strong men at the scene were all shocked when they heard it.

The fist ancestor sneered: "This boy doesn't know how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, he simply doesn't know how to live or die!"

Zhao Rong also sneered, sitting on the throne and looking down at Yang Xiaotian.

Liang Gang heard this and laughed angrily: "Kill me? Don't you need to use your divine golden elixir and Hunyuan destiny?"

"Okay, then I'll see how you kill me!" At this point, he rushed out suddenly and punched Yang Xiaotian in the chest.

Liang Gang's speed was too fast, even many powerful people in the first level of the divine realm could only see a vague figure.

As Liang Gang punched out, a giant tiger flew out of the air with his fist force.

"Divine Tiger Heaven-suppressing Fist!"

The strongest fist of Tongtian Divine Religion.

This Divine Tiger Heaven-suppressing Fist is also the famous unique skill of the fist ancestor.

Liang Gang punched out, and the giant tiger roared, obviously he had cultivated to the extremely high realm of fist spirit.

Boom!

Before everyone could react, they saw Liang Gang's fist hit Yang Xiaotian's chest.

There was a loud bang, and the aftermath of the terrifying fist wave shook the eardrums of many strong men.

"He won't die just like that?" Someone saw Yang Xiaotian being hit by Liang Gang's punch, and said in surprise and shock.

After all, Liang Gang was known to be invincible under the gods. With one punch, many strong men of the tenth level of the holy realm had to die.

But then, everyone was stunned, all with a look of shock.

Yang Xiaotian stood there, his whole body was shining, and he didn't move at all!

Liang Gang's Divine Tiger Heaven-suppressing Fist couldn't even push Yang Xiaotian back half a step.

"What!" The fist ancestor, the black and white swords, and all the masters of the Tongtian Divine Sect were shocked.

"The Divine Art of Destiny!" Zhao Rong saw the light flowing on Yang Xiaotian's body, and his face sank.