Chapter 61

In an instant, the power of the sword can shake the sky, like the power of the extreme way, looking down on all living beings!

　　Above the void, awe-inspiring righteousness, sword qi rushing into the sky, Taoism is natural, and the force breaks through the sky.

　　The power of kendo law is constantly emerging towards Qingxuan Swordsman, and the space is constantly oppressed by Qingxuan Swordsman's momentum.

　　This sword can open up mountains and rivers!

　　This sword can open up the world!

　　The sword stance was approaching above the nine heavens, and the sword glow cut through the clouds, triggering a vision of heaven and earth.

　　The next moment, Jianmang falls!

　　The sword is full of power and contains the truth of the Dao.

　　This sword is full of power that shakes the world.

　　Moreover, there is a terrifying aura of indescribable and unclear Dao in the sword stance, and there is a supreme Dao included.

　　The sage of the Holy Land of Futian, who confronted him, also slashed out a supreme power when he sacrificed his halberd, and met with him.

　　A dull thunder sounded, as if a more powerful explosion was brewing.

　　from time to time.

　　"Boom!"

　　The sky was shocked, and with its sound, a space crack appeared in Nuoda's void, spanning thousands of miles.

　　And this space crack is constantly sucking everything in this world, as if everything will be involved in the turbulent flow of time and space.

　　The mighty forces of the world continue to emerge, slowly repairing the cracks in this space.

　　Under the repair of heaven and earth, this space crack gradually recovered and disappeared.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan burst out with a mighty energy, like a rolling river, rushing towards all directions. Many people were shocked by this mighty energy, and a hint of scarlet overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

　　Between heaven and earth, it has returned to its former tranquility. Above the void, there are no white clouds in the sky, and above the earth, no beasts can hear the cry.

　　All of this seems to be so peaceful, like the tranquility that emerges after a storm.

　　on the battlefield.

　　The two figures are extra conspicuous.

　　One of the figures bent his knees and half-kneeled, and blood poured out of his mouth, dripping on the ground, staining a piece of land red.

　　With a slightly trembling hand, he supported the sword that was stuck on the ground so that it would not fall.

　　The other figure lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether it was dead or not. This figure looked incomplete, missing half of its body.

　　And the blood kept pouring out.

　　These two figures are the Sword Saint Qingxuan and the Saint of the Holy Land of Futian.

　　Qin Feng sees everything that is happening right now, which makes Qin Feng amazed.

　　Qin Feng thought to himself, so this is the strongest blow of Qingxuan Sword Saint?

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan defeated the six saints by himself, which was something no one had thought of.

　　The power of a sword blew up half of this body.

　　After Sword Saint Qingxuan displayed this sword, his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

　　The injury is also a little more serious.

　　It seems that he is unable to fight anymore, even standing up is so difficult.

　　Only the last saint of Futian Holy Land remains.

　　But now the Qingxuan Sword Saint is already at the end of the shot.

　　Can he still create opportunities for Qin Feng?

　　Qin Feng was very worried at this time.

　　I can't wait to rush up to take over the Qingxuan Sword Saint and fight against the Saint.

　　Even if he knew that he would definitely lose to the last real saint.

　　But at least he was sure that he would slip away when he saw that the situation was not good, thinking that the sage would not be able to catch up with him.

　　If you don't get on at this time.

　　I am afraid that Qing Xuanjian's holy life will be soon!

　　"give up!"

　　"Fighting against the Holy Land is a dead end!"

　　The last saint of Futian Holy Land stood up.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan used his sword to forcibly support himself from falling, and his body trembled slightly.

　　This sword is condensed by his cultivation base.

　　At this time, it was already looming, as if it was about to be unsustainable, and it was about to dissipate.

　　Although Qingxuan Sword Saint tried his best to straighten his body.

　　Still looking a little shaky.

　　Like an old man who is dying, he is about to die and may fall down at any time.

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan moved his lips diligently.

　　"Saint Sanyan, if I remember correctly, you and I haven't seen each other for at least two thousand years, right?"

　　The last saint of this Futian Holy Land is named Sanyan.

　　Saint Sanyan showed disdain in his eyes.

　　There is no answer to the words of Qingxuan Sword Saint.

　　But Sword Saint Qingxuan smiled coldly.

　　"You were beaten by me all the time!"

　　"I thought you were autistic and couldn't think about it, and you died."

　　"I didn't expect you to join Futian Holy Land and become their protector!"

　　"Ha ha!"

　　San Yan was unhappy for a while. These past events of Chen Zhi and rotten millet were brought up in front of so many people, which made him feel a little uneasy.

　　"Humph!"

　　"That year was that year!"

　　"Now that you are already at the end of the battle, do you still want to beat me?"

　　The corner of Qingxuan Sword Saint's mouth rose slightly.

　　"Try it and you'll know!"

　　When he spoke, he spit out another mouthful of old blood.

　　In this battle, Sword Saint Qingxuan will definitely lose!

　　Even life-threatening.

　　Qin Feng saw this and wanted to go up to replace Qingxuan Sword Saint.

　　Even if he was defeated, it would not cause Sword Saint Qingxuan to be hurt again.

　　But just as he was about to leave, he received a voice transmission from Sword Saint Qingxuan.

　　"Don't act rashly, wait for the moment!"

　　Hearing this, Qin Feng stopped.

　　"Old guy, what the hell are you doing!"

　　above the void.

　　San Yan's arms trembled, and a pair of fists covered him.

　　"You can still laugh now?"

　　"Qing Xuan!"

　　"Between you and me, it's time to make a break!"

　　Sword Saint Qingxuan showed a look of difficulty, but the fighting intent in his eyes still did not diminish.

　　"bring it on!"

　　The voice just fell!

　　San Yan waved his fist and rushed forward.

　　Take advantage of people's danger, do not talk about martial arts!

　　A violent force bloomed at this moment.

　　The fist was raised, and the wind howled.

　　Before the punch came, the strong wind blew the Qingxuan Sword Saint to the verge of collapse, and it seemed that he was about to fall down at any moment.

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　　Sword Saint Qingxuan suddenly sneered.

　　"It's been so many years, don't you know what my background is?"

　　Hearing this, San Yan was taken aback.

　　What is the background of Qingxuan Sword Saint?

　　How could he not know?

　　From beginning to end, Sword Saint Qingxuan never used a sword.

　　Could it be that he doesn't have a sword? Not too!

　　It's just that Sword Saint Qingxuan doesn't need a sword at all.

　　But that doesn't mean he doesn't have a sword!

　　I saw Qingxuan Sword Saint disperse the sword condensed in his hand.

　　He raised his hand to San Yan.

　　Scream high!

　　"Sword come!"

　　Void grasped the underworld, and a sword came to open the gate of heaven!

　　A crisp sword sound suddenly resounded.

　　A stream of light galloped out, quickly circled in the hands of Qingxuan Sword Saint, and then flew towards San Yan.

　　All this happened in an instant, and there was no time to react.

　　Pfft!

　　A stream of light came out directly from his chest and penetrated through his back.

　　This made everyone dumbfounded and did not expect all of this to happen.

　　After Sword Saint Qingxuan cast this sword, his aura began to slump and he couldn't shake his head.

　　After San Yan was hit by the sword of Qingxuan Sword Saint, he showed that painful expression.

　　But he just groaned, he endured the severe pain, and continued to punch Qingxuan Sword Saint.

　　If this punch hits Sword Saint Qingxuan directly, according to his current state, he will definitely fall on the spot.

　　Everyone present raised their hearts to their throats.

　　Boom!

　　A violent explosion of power swept through.

　　The waves of ripples and fluctuations spread around.