"Boom!"

When the thoughts in Wang Ting's mind changed to this moment, the entire spiritual world boiled violently, as if an unprecedented explosion occurred.

"Who dares to stop me!"

As the spiritual world was boiling, Wang Ting suddenly let out a long roar that soared into the sky.

"Who can stop me!"

A long roar broke through the sky!

Under this long roar, Wang Ting's aura rose straight, and his energy and spirit were boiling at the same time!

The rich true energy of the legendary swordsman in the liquefied stage, the huge qi and blood tempered by the power of heaven and earth, and the powerful spirit of the middle stage of the eighth level. At this moment, everything was poured into the Ruosheng sword.

A terrifying aura of shattering everything and moving forward suddenly condensed out of him and formed instantly. He was in the sky with a sharp force that penetrated the void, raised his sword down, aimed at Xue Jianbei, who was charging below, and slashed out with one sword!

Strong! Strong!

Sword stance!

This is the real sword force, a sword force that is unparalleled in the world, who else can do the same thing?

A sword posture that looks down on the world and is the only one I am!

"Bang!"

Split.

In front of Wang Ting's sword force that was scattered all over the world, Xue Jianbei's rough sword force was instantly smashed into pieces. The true energy and blood power contained in the sword force were dissipated in a mighty way and rushed to all directions.

Not only true qi, sword energy, and qi and blood, even if the peerless divine weapon held only in Xue Jianbei's hand was suddenly broken under the terrifying sword force, it turned into a large number of iron filings, sprinkled and splashed in all directions.

"this……"

Seeing his sword that had poured everything into him and was defeated in one fell swoop, Xue Jianbei widened his eyes. Looking at the sky, he could hardly believe everything that happened in front of him.

Failed?

Failed?

He Xue Jianbei was defeated?

He, one of the four most powerful legendary swordsmen, was defeated?

Failed to the powerful sword force that the opponent suddenly realized?

Defeated in front of this unstoppable sword force that looks down on the world?

Being defeated by his biggest rival, the one he is least willing to give in?

Looking at the sword in his hand that had been with him for more than ten years but had become fragmented at this moment, Xue Jianbei's thinking almost stagnated...

"kill!"

A sword knocked down all the sword forces of Xue Jianbei. Wang Ting's body suddenly pressed down. Ruosheng Sword instantly stabbed out.

"not good!"

Xue Wuhen, who was watching the game next to him, shouted in surprise, and left his position as quickly as possible, and snatched it out of the royal court.

However, the moment he took action, Mu Qingshuang, who had already been paying attention to his rash actions, the two new sword saints of Kolos moved almost at the same time. When Xue Jianbei was about to rush into the battle circle of the royal court and Xue Jianbei, the sword aura formed in the swords of Mu Qingshuang and Kolos had already been killed down at the same time.

"Snow and Wind!"

Xue Wuhen roared, and the old sword saint's strongest accumulation burst out suddenly. A powerful force formed entirely from the thick true energy and the peak field was poured into his sword and swung out, one sword transformed into two. It steadily bombarded Koros, and Mu Qingshuang's sword, and a powerful impact force burst out, splashing out thousands of feet of fire in the void.

"Get out of here!"

With one blow, Xue Wuhen's figure suddenly shook again, as if he had used some powerful explosive secret technique. A more terrifying force rushed out of him. The two powerful sword holy-level swordsman Kros and Mu Qingshuang were shocked suddenly under his attack and were shocked at the same time.

but……

After all, his actions were too late.

After being slightly blocked by Mu Qingshuang and Kolos, two swordsman-level powerful men, he missed the best opportunity to rescue Xue Jianbei.

"Hurry up, go away! Use the magic trick!"

At this time, he had time to let out this roar of placing his last hope.

"The God-Thank you..."

This magical power appeared in Xue Jianbei's mind.

A terrifying forbidden technique that damages its foundation and instantly bursts out with powerful power. If he can use this forbidden technique, he can completely resist the killing sword of the royal court.

but……

After the use of this gatekeeper technique, his life will have no future. Not only will his cultivation be reduced by one level, but if he wants to reach the realm of the Sword Saint in the future, he will also become completely false...

No future...

Being left farther and farther away by Wang Ting...

until……

Completely lost the possibility of surpassing him, watched him helplessly, and threw himself behind him from afar...

These thoughts flashed rapidly in my mind.

At this time, Xue Jianbei felt that time passed so slowly.

He glanced at the many disciples of the Daxue Mountain Holy Land, looked at Xue Wuhen, and finally, he turned his eyes to Mu Qingshuang who stopped Xue Wuhen from saving him...

There was a hint of unwillingness, a hint of despair, a hint of gentleness...

"Bang!"

The next moment, all the thoughts were shattered.

Wang Ting's sword that looked down on the world was without any suspense. He tore the protective true energy of Xue Jianbei and stabbed into Xue Jianbei's body. The powerful sword energy rushed into his body. In an instant, he tore all his internal organs into pieces, and then shot out everywhere, thorning the strongest legendary swordsman into blood mist.

die!

The life-and-death showdown finally came to a final conclusion.

One of the most powerful legendary swordsmen, Xue Jianbei - died.

"Victed!"

"Win! Win! Wang Ting actually defeated Xue Jianbei among the most powerful legendary swordsman!"

"This... isn't this Wangting one of the eight peak legendary swordsmen of the Divine Selected Swordsman Academy? Now he is so powerful that he is so powerful? How did he practice?"

"Okay! OK! From now on, there will be another legendary swordsman in our God-Selected Swordsman Academy."

The moment Xue Jianbei died, the crowd of people exclaimed at the same time, among which Wuya City and the Shenxuan Swordsman Academy showed joy.

"No!"

Xue Wuhen roared to the sky, and his whole body, like a wounded beast. After rushing away from Koros, Mu Qingshuang and intercepting the two sword saints, a force burst out from him again. This dignified sword saint-level strongman seemed to be a stream of light passing through the sky. The human and sword were combined, and with the trajectory of the Breaking Sky Sword, he assassinated straight towards the royal court. The speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit that any strong legendary swordsman could withstand.

Not to mention that after Wang Ting condensed his energy and assassinated the sword, he was now extremely weak...

"don't want!"

"Rong Ting!"

"careful!"

Various exclamations came from the mouths of Shi Yueyin, Koros, and Xia Wushang. Xue Wuhen, who was in a rage, finally burst out with the peerless strength of his old sword saint. Even though there were two sword saint-level powerful men on the Wangting side, they could only watch Xue Wuhen's sword edge approaching quickly, and the next moment, they would assassinate him with one sword.

"Go to die!"

Xue Wuhen roared in his mouth, and the murderous intent in his heart seemed to be stormy. Even if he was fighting to offend the three sword saint-level powerful men, he would still take the life of this person.

“So far!”

At this moment, a voice suddenly spread out from the crowd.

This sound is not loud, but it contains a kind of power that penetrates the soul. It clearly shocked the hearts of everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with a torn dress and a face full of resoluteness, coldness, dust, and vicissitudes quickly crossed out of the crowd...

No one knows how he crossed the distance between him and Xue Wuhen.

When he stepped forward, the ground seemed to shrink countless times under his feet. It made him still in the crowd the moment before, but the next moment, he had already appeared in front of Xue Wuhen. The jade stick in his hand was as crystal clear as jade, and it was impossible to tell what kind of material it was made of, and it bombarded the sword of Xue Wuhen and faced it head-on.

"Bang!"

There seemed to be a burst of thunder-like explosion in the void, and it spread rapidly.

Any practitioner below the swordsman below the swordsman heard this sound and felt that his internal organs were shaking at the same time. Some high-level swordsmen and mid-level swordsmen who were close to him were even vomiting blood and their faces turned pale.

The sticks and swords collided, and the floor of the old man's foothold was swept quickly and spread around. After flying less than a meter, it was shaken by an invisible force and turned into stone chips.

Xue Wuhen, who was stabbed with a sword, had a sharp shock. The right sleeve of the sword tightly clasped, seemed to be rolled into pieces by an invisible force. His figure flew backwards under the impact of an invisible force. After flying over twenty meters, his figure suddenly fell to the ground. The remaining force in the sword continued to dip to the ground, and a huge sword mark that was more than ten meters long was drawn on the stone floor.

"The Saint King of Asceticism!"

Seeing the old man who suddenly appeared on the scene, Xue Wuhen's face suddenly changed and his face looked extremely ugly.

Not only him, but even Xia Wushang, Kolos and others were full of fear in their eyes. Even if they were arrogant and arrogant, their faces were full of solemnity at this time.

The ascetic saint king.

The second strongest Scenes Empire is the peerless sword saint who can compete with only the Holy Lord of Tianshui Palace in ASEAN. An old antique that has survived for more than 150 years ago. More than ten years ago, Fusheng Sword Saint and another ASEAN sword saint were born because of a secret treasure and encountered this terrifying old man. As a result, the two sword saints joined forces, not only were they defeated by the old man in one fell swoop, but the other sword saint was beaten to death by the old man, becoming the only three sword saints who fell due to human factors in the entire ASEAN in a century.

This old man with a poor appearance and ragged clothes is definitely an existence that scares countless swordsmen, legendary swordsmen, semi-saints, and even swordsmans in ASEAN.

The ascetic Saint King glanced at Colos, with a hint of regret. Soon, his eyes turned to the royal court.

"The potential this friend showed today is really amazing. Not only did he understand the sword force in one fell swoop, but this sword force is not an entry-level sword force, but he has mastered one of the essence. In time, he will definitely be able to completely master this power and become a peerless strongman with the greatest number in the world. No wonder His Highness Rongguang personally asked me to let me go to ASEAN and take you to see him. Compared with you, although His Highness Colos has now broken through to the Sword Saint and opened a brand new door, its plasticity cannot be compared with you."

The Ascetic Saint King said, and took action and captured it straight to the royal court.
Chapter completed!