"Juntian's exit from the seclusion is a blessing for the nine heavens. Judging from the momentum of Juntian, this seclusion is probably a lot of progress." Qingyu smiled, but there was no trace of hostility.

"Compared to me, your diligence is amazing, Xuantian."

The fingers of the sword god exerted a little force on the throne, like the sound of swords and swords clashing, making everyone feel like the ups and downs of blood and blood.

The sky between the nine heavens discussing matters is projected by the projection of the soul. However, the sword intent that the sword god just revealed just now made everyone's original qi and blood float in reality, which is amazing.

"When you first met, you were just a junior with potential, but now you have turned your potential into strength. Xuantian, you gave me a sense of expectation.

I wonder how many years you will be able to catch up with me." The God of Knife looked at Qingyu and said with great interest.

"What happened a few years later will not be known. Now, it is not accurate." Qingyu shook his head and smiled.

Who can tell what will happen in a few years? Maybe Qingyu will be the one who is stronger by then, right?

"Then try it, do you still have potential to unexplored?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the sword god raised his hand to grab it. A huge broken sword appeared in the sky. He slashed it down with one knife, like a mountain tilting upside down, unstoppable, and had a peerless edge to cut off all things.

Although it is a projection of the soul and cannot use the true energy, the substantial sword intent alone makes the presence of the God-Transporting Realm frightened.

Because they knew that this meant that the sword god had the ability to kill them in the sky, and no matter how badly they could cause their souls to be severely damaged.

"Juntian wants to try, I will accompany you."

Also before he got up, Qingyu pressed his palms on the throne, and the blood energy of Chongxiao wrapped him and the throne. In the blood waterfall that was flowing backwards in the sky, there was no trace of evil and strangeness of blood. Instead, it was full of the sacred and miracle of life, and even made the people present smell a lotus-like fragrance.

"Xuantian's true martial arts is full of vitality, and its original vitality is so strong that it has reached an extremely terrifying level. If there is no restriction of heaven and earth, I suspect that he can live forever with this vitality alone." The old man Shiming's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the blood pillar that was so vast that he could whisper to himself.

The others were shocked when they saw the true meaning of the divine blood sky emitted by Qingyu. I am afraid that their vitality may not be as strong as Qingyu.

This is natural. Qing Yu, who has already cultivated the God-level Blood Sky to the extreme, has created his own true body of creation and has also practiced the "Scroll of Life". Not to mention the specific combat power, even this recovery power is unlikely to reach the sword god and sword god.

Just like this, standing there, they may not be beaten to death by a group of people in the Shen Realm.

The intention of the knife and blood energy collided under the witness of everyone. The blood column was like a hot knife cutting butter under the blade, without any obstacles, but the erosion of the blood energy seemed endless. The more the intention of the knife moved forward, the greater the obstacles encountered.

Moreover, there are other eight essays with different true meanings hidden in it, and they are united with the life essence and mind, and they are strongly resisting the intention of the knife.

"Your strength is beyond my expectations."

The sword god's eyes looked like a knife, and his originally casual expression completely restrained. He raised his right hand and pointed it like a knife, slowly pressing it down.

The knife is sharper and heavier.

It was obviously an illusory sword intent, but everyone who saw it could not regard this sword intent as an illusory thing. If it was slashed by this sword, it was probably the entire soul would be cut in half.

Strong, too strong, and the strength of the sword god makes everyone feel afraid to fight against it. Even the ambitious Emperor Shengde had a moment of weakness at this moment. Although this weakness was erased in the blink of an eye, its existence undoubtedly proved that Emperor Shengde's heart, which was still hard and cold, had a moment of fear.

Of course, Qing Yu is not included among these people.

Qingyu, who had seen the battle between the Sword God and the Sword Lord, had long expected the power of the Sword God. Or, it would be strange if he was not so powerful.

After all, this is the God of Swords.

Faced with such a powerful sword intent, Qingyu was not without the ability to resist.

The two-body and three souls gave Qingyu a very strong three-yuan. With the soul alone, he had two more than ordinary people. In this sky, only the power of the soul can play a role.

Qingyu has the power of three souls. Even though he is not as good as the sword god in terms of quality, he is quite successful in terms of quantity.

‘If I try my best, I may not be able to take this sword, but this sword is not the limit of the sword god. And I cannot expose too much detail.’

A trace of coldness flashed across the slightly lowered face in the blood column. At the same time, a sword intent with the appearance of the sky suddenly burst out on the throne of Cangtian.

"Juntian, please take the sword!"

Ren Piaomiao suddenly stood up, his sword intent soared into the sky, turned into a magic weapon of the sky, and slashed straight down.

He was crazy, and with the strength of the heaven, he dared to intervene in the battle between the two strongest men!

This is a thought that flashed through everyone's mind at this moment. This is not an aftermath, but a real intervention in the competition. Even if one of them is not the enemy, he should not intervene so hard.

“—”

The contact between the sword intent, the sword intent, the blood column, and the invisible waves swept across the sky, rushing away the clouds and mists around, making this space that has always had a hazy feeling truly appear in the real scene.

The sword intent intervened in the battle between the two sides, but did not collapse immediately. Instead, it merged with the blood column to fight against the sword intent. Although its strength was not as strong as the sword intent, it was not accessible to the ordinary God-Transporting Realm.

"Okay!" said the sword god, "Listen to what Biantian said, you once burst out with the most powerful force and killed the great shaman on the grassland with one sword. When you see it today, it is indeed true. Your sword intent has reached this level. If you say who will be the next person who will be promoted to the most powerful person in the nine heavens, that person must be you."

The Twelve Swords are a sword that exceeds the limit, otherwise it would not have been so severely injured by those who are not as strong as possible. What the Sword God said is nothing wrong.

Qingyu wanted to make people think that Ren Piaomiao had the most powerful sword intent, which made everyone misjudgment of his strength.

"Today's meeting was indeed a lot of surprises. The original intention of establishing Jiutian with Biantian was not wrong. If you wait for these latecomers to enter the most powerful state, I will not be alone."

The God of Sword stood up happily, "Since that's the case, I won't stop. Let's take another knife."

The posture of standing up was like a god and demon, full of endless majesty and domineeringness. The sword intention came out again, but it was not as huge as before, but the meaning contained in it was strong or weak.

With one knife, the whole world seemed to be divided into two halves.

"drink!"

Qingyu and Ren Piaomiao also shouted in a deep voice, and Huntian's true intention and the twelve swords were urged to the extreme to deal with the sword intent of the sword.
Chapter completed!