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The third thousand three hundred and forty-eighth chapter peak battle

The difficulty was just a slight blink of an eye, and the sword light shattered in front of him.

"True self-kill!"

Guo Sheng had already integrated the sword and turned into a shocking sword light and slashed towards Du Nan.

The speed of this sword was so terrifying that many powerful people below could not help but lit up their eyes when they saw this sword, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

"Since that's the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Dunan raised his head, and a sharp edge appeared in his eyes.

Dunnan did not get up, but instead he pinched a strange seal in the void with his fingers.

"The Demon-Subduing Finger!"

A rumbling sound came from the void, and it was not a sound from Du Nan, but a kind of feedback from the void!

This is a magical phenomenon that only occurs when magical powers reach a state that resonates with heaven and earth.

A huge finger condensed into shape in the void and pressed down on the huge sword light that was slashed.

"Click!"

The finger clashed with the sword and made a crisp sound.

The huge sword light shattered suddenly.

The blood mist in the sky was scattered at the same time, and Guo Sheng actually crushed it directly under the finger.

Even his magic sword was directly annihilated!

"hiss!"

At this time, countless sounds of air conditioning came from the audience.

Even Zhao Yuande was shocked. The power of this finger could crush a fifth-grade immortal treasure of fortune directly, and I am afraid that his body might not be able to hold it in a low level.

This pointing out that many people who were moved by the Nine-Turn Divine Pond just now all stopped.

"Do I need to announce the result?" The voice of Zen Master Turan on the pagoda was faint.

"Are we no one?" Lord Tianwu glanced at the hundreds of thousands of cultivators below, and a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"I'll try it!" Zhao Yuande strode onto the ring at this time.

"Who are you?" Lord Tianwu fell on Zhao Yuande.

"The god is the old man's disciple Zhao Yuande!" Zhao Yuande did not hide his identity.

"Zhao Yuande! That Zhao Yuande who ascended from the lower realm?" A divine light appeared in Tianwu's eyes.

"Zhao Yuande!" Lord Jianfeng, who was beside Lord Tianwu, suddenly burst into a burning divine light when he heard this name.

This name is a shame to the Saint League!

However, when Lord Jianfeng's eyes fell on Zhao Yuande, his expression changed.

"The breath of that sword! It turned out to be the breath of that sword... After so many years, you finally appeared!" Lord Jianfeng's voice trembled a little.

"Jianfeng! Don't try to challenge my bottom line! I won't allow you to touch this young man!" Lord Tianwu's voice was cold and ruthless.

"I..." Lord Jianfeng couldn't help but stagnate.

"But I will not stop you from sending your disciples to fight for this sword!" Lord Tianwu said, "But I want you to remember that the sword can be taken away, but you must not kill him! Whether it is the old man Tianchi, it is okay, but you can't afford to offend Shenwu. I don't want the Saint Alliance to flow into a river!"

"Yes! Lord!" Lord Jianfeng bowed and nodded quickly.

Although his Jianfeng is also a powerful master in the Lord realm, he has only just entered the Lord!

The Lord of the Lord is also divided into three or six levels. The Lord of the Heavenly Martial Lord in front of him is a top Lord, an existence he can only look up to.

"Zhao Yuande! If you can overcome this difficulty, I will not only give you a chance to enter the Nine-Turn Divine Pool, but also help you settle all your enemies before! No matter what you have done, there will be no strong people above the Divine Lord causing trouble for you." Lord Tianwu looked at Zhao Yuande with a smile in his eyes.

"Then I will thank you for yourselves first!" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard the other party's promise in public.

Although he has not grown up yet, if he meets a strong man at the peak of the God Lord, he can still escape, but he cannot resist the powerful man of the Lord. As long as the Lord Lord kills him, there is no need for him to run away. Just wait for death!

"You don't need to thank me. When you defeat your opponent, I want to thank you!" Lord Tianwu waved his hand.

"You... are very strong!" Seeing Zhao Yuande calmly joining the ring, a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes at this moment.

"You are also very strong!" Zhao Yuande nodded.

"You deserve my full battle!" Du Nan stood up slowly, and looked at Zhao Yuande with a little excited.

"Then let's start!" Zhao Yuande nodded.

"kill!"

The aura on Dunnan changed and became sharp.

The murderous intent was released from the body, making the strong men around the stands feel a terrible murderous intent sweeping over.

Everyone changed their colors, and then they realized that the difficulty they had just achieved was not exerting all their strength!

"kill!"

Zhao Yuande felt that his pores were attacked by a terrible murderous intent, and blood in his body was boiling and rolling.

A stream of blood and energy soared into the sky swept across the clouds and rushed directly into the sky.

"Boom!"

The two auras collided, and huge cracks appeared in the void, and the ring below made an overwhelming crackling sound.

The next moment, the two had already collided.

The field was filled with golden light and blood was soaring into the sky. Everyone could not see the figures of the two of them clearly, but they heard a burst of violent roar like thunder.

"So strong! Is this Brother Zhao's real strength?" Luo Fei grinned, his eyes almost jumped out.

"Brother Zhao's true strength has not been shown yet!" Dongfangqiao had recovered at this time except for a little pale face.

"This... this kid is simply outrageous! He just entered the realm of the Saint Lord and was able to exert such terrifying strength. When he arrived at the God Lord, we old guys might not be his opponents!" The Fire Demon God Lord was about to glar out.

"This is the battle between real geniuses! The absolute peak battle!" Xuan Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

Countless people were whispering. In addition to being shocked by Zhao Yuande's powerful strength, they were also glad that Zhao Yuande appeared here so that they would not be disgraced from their faces in the East Sheng Continent.

"What a peerless monster! I feel that he can be compared with the Divine Martial Arts when he was young!" Lord Tianwu exclaimed, "Why don't I have such a lucky chance to accept such a disciple..."

"You can discuss with the old man Tianchi. I think the old man will be happy!" A noble master next to him couldn't help but suggest.

"No! No!" Lord Tianwu shook his head slightly, "You can't see that he has obtained the true meaning of power, and it is said that he is also the successor of the Master of the Emperor's Zhou. I can't steal the disciples with my nephew!"
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