Click!

After a long collision, one person's sword finally broke, and a cry was heard.

"Look!"

"The body of Tianliao Xiansheng is trembling!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone looked immediately and saw that Tian Liao Xiansheng began to retreat, and there were fine blood marks on his face, as if he had been cut by a terrible sword.

"Okay, very good! I didn't expect that your sword power is stronger than mine. It's because I was blind before."

Tianliao Xiansheng continues to retreat.

His body was trembling continuously and was covered with various blood marks, all of which were cut by the Qing Shi Sword Ancestor's sword. The blood was flowing down.

It didn't take long.

Tianliao Xiansheng has been dyed into a bloody man.

"You are defeated!" The Sword Master in Qingyi's hand squeezed the sword technique, and the sword power on his body became more and more powerful.

"Defeat? You think too much!"

Tian Liao Xian Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed, his hands suddenly made seals, the ground suddenly shook, and countless cracks appeared, as big as a canyon.

Immediately afterwards, a dark statue rose into the sky.

"This is the statue of the ancient saint of the undead, and it was actually taken by Tian Liao Xian Sheng!" Someone recognized the statue and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Danger!" Qingshan Sword Ancestor looked at the statue and felt cold all over.

next moment.

With a "click" sound, the statue of the undead ancient saint cracked inch by inch, turning into black stone powder and covering the body surface of Tianliao Xian Sheng, which caused his cultivation level to increase dramatically, and he was instantly promoted to the peak of Xian Sheng.

His body surface is also covered with indestructible stone armor.

"You are dead!"

Tian Liao Xian Sheng sneered, held the long sword behind his back, and slashed at the Qing Shi Sword Ancestor with a solemn expression from afar.

"Three Killing Sword Formation, start!"

The blue-shirted swordsman didn't dare to hide, he made a hand seal with both hands, and the three holy swords behind his back were unsheathed at the same time.

Clang!

The loud roar of the sword rose into the sky and spread across hundreds of millions of miles in an instant. Countless practitioners felt a tingling sensation on their skin, as if they were facing the God of Death and were filled with fear.
Chapter completed!