"Forbidden!" However, an old voice sounded softly, like a thunderclap.

The black sword swirl is like a peerless black mill and is forbidden to turn into the sky.

This sound?

People were shocked: "It seems!"

"The Soul of the Forbidden Prison?" Jian Badao's closed eyes suddenly opened, refracting an incredible light: "How is that possible!"

In the East Wilderness Martial Realm, the Forbidden Prison Spirit is also an extremely special martial soul. Only one person has this kind of soul, but his ability is not enough to affect the sword domineering ability that breaks through the Tianfu realm!

"Boom!" The black sword vortex collapsed with a bang, and countless sword auras stimulated Yang Tianqiong, and the wind was shining. The eyes of the people were burning and their bodies were shaking.

In the field of vision, the boy supported the ground with one hand, and the sticky plasma flowed down from his body, wetting his clothes. His face slowly raised his head was a facial features blurred by blood, and his eyes were filled with the brightest light in the world.

It seems to be the Immortal Flame!

The young man finally suffered no fatal injuries. He slowly walked behind him with his old figure, his white hair was floating, his simple casual clothes, and even his breath was full of ordinary people. There was a name known to many people, Yang Zun.

He is not tall, but he is like the supreme godly mountain, guarding the young man. Standing here, he is telling the world that if he is a god or a demon, he dares to go further and kill.

"You think you are the only one who has cultivated out of the Heavenly Mansion in the world?" Yang Zun lowered his hands lightly, and his ten fingers circulated with brilliant star energy. Each strand was as heavy as Xuan Yue. It was undoubtedly the power of the Heavenly Mansion. He actually broke through the Heavenly Mansion.

When will it happen?

All the people in the field stared wide, and after the sword saint sword domineering, another Heavenly Mansion Realm.

"Tianfu!" Luo Feixian and the others were all in a dream. Old Yang, who was still the Great God Wheel the moment before, suddenly became Tianfu. Could it be that he had some understanding in the sound of the holy tree? There is no second explanation except that!

The Li Sheng and the Medicine Buddha looked at each other and saw deep envy from it.

Yang Zun, a close minister who was following Emperor Lingwu in the past, had a talent and vision in practice that was indeed stronger than them. Although he was not as long as their practice, he made a breakthrough first.

"There are all ants under the Heavenly Palace. The Divine Wheel and the Heavenly Palace are one step away, but it is a difference between heaven and earth." All the forces present were shocked and lost their voices.

How brilliant the martial arts sky is, warriors may not be able to look up at the end of their lives. For them, the Heavenly Mansion is invincible, and being able to become the Heavenly Mansion is a great achievement.

The Great Yuan Empire, two warriors in the Heavenly Mansion Realm appeared in one day. After today, the Thirteen State of the Great Yuan will be alarmed.

"It's so amazing!" Mo Sheng took it back calmly. There was no need to take action now, but he felt a little bitter in his heart.

For the top practitioners of Dayuan, Yang Zun and Sword Saint are not the longest years of practice, and they have abundant life span to reach a higher level. After breaking into the Tianfu realm, they can expect greater achievements, but their power is the same as water and fire. If they can be used by Dayuan, why worry about Dayuan not prospering?

"Good luck." The Sword Saint stared at Yang Zun tightly, and finally his eyes fell on the boy, gritting his teeth.

The next moment, Xiao Nan would turn into mustard powder and could not stop the sword force. But he stood out from Yang Zun. Yang Zun could not save the young man even if he broke through late!

Is this really God?

The pride on the faces of Zhe Ruo and the geniuses of hundreds of countries were frozen: "What a coincidence!"

"Damn it!" Luo Bing King put his hands hard.

"It's true that there must be a destiny at any time. Don't be strong in your destiny at any time. It's fate!" Qin Yan sighed without any power.

Yuan Yi's palm was filled with finger marks: "Xiao Nan's evil seed is too big."

"I said, you can't kill me, you can't listen to the holy voice, let alone get the holy tree of martial arts. You Jian Badao can only wait for revenge in despair."

The young man's immortal sword master's body flowed into divine light. In just a short time, he returned to a lot of state. He stood up straight and looked at Jian Ba: "Trump."

"Trump!" These two words were full of irony and fell into the field, causing countless waves. Many people subconsciously widened their eyes: "The dignified sword saint, a powerful man in the Tianfu realm, was actually called garbage by the boy?"

The boy's mouth is so sharp and his heart is so hard. He is not afraid of the domineering swords. In the small realm of the sacred Taoist washing, it is something they can't imagine.

"You! Good! Brave!" Jian Badao, his expression obviously became ferocious. All the demeanor that the Tianfu Realm should have collapsed under this sentence. The killing power swept over like a tide, but was blocked by the old man in front of the young man.

He was like a wall of iron, crossing everything, just raising his hand lightly and destroying everything: "Stop talking nonsense, this threat is useless."

"Besides, Nan'er was not wrong. It's not a matter of being a dog for a day or two. In the past, it was a dog from Jiancheng, but now it is a dog from the Yuan family. In the future, there will be more human and dogs, so you are called garbage. Is it wrong?"

"Garbage, you should have the awareness of garbage. It threatens Nan'er. You are not worthy yet. All you can do is get out."

Yang Zun roared lightly, and the sound waves were like anger, which turned into countless golden finger shadows, which could be cut down like a crack in the diamond.

The Nine Tribulation Finger, as he advanced to the Tianfu Realm, the power of the Tianfu Realm exploded even more powerful. The most terrifying thing is that the Tianfu Realm has a ability, and thousands of martial arts skills are directly released in the form of divine essence.

The great thousand martial arts, such as boxing, sword, sword, and corresponding moves are released to form!

However, the realm of the Heavenly Mansion is different. The Heavenly Mansion is opened by the Great Sun God Wheel. The Great Sun God Wheel is like the scorching sun of the wheel. The Heavenly Mansion is like the opened Heavenly Martial Mansion, forming a school of its own. The quality of the divine essence nurtured is not comparable to the realm of the Great Sun God Wheel. When the thoughts arise and fall, the terrible divine essence can be activated to transform martial arts into the Heavenly Mansion.

The release speed is extremely fast, and what is even more terrifying is that it consumes less, is more exquisite and has more powerful power.

"I'm a sword to Fengtian!" Facing the heavy finger shadows, Jian Badao's eyebrows frowned, and a snow sword raised, and the crazy horizontal slashing finger shadows were intertwined, and it was really like a sword to Fengtian.

"Clam! Clam! Clam!" During the collision, Liu Jin continued to shook back the people around him. There were thousands of warehouses and holes on the ground, broken stones and walls, and dust and smoke.

Jian Badao was also retreating, and his figure gradually disappeared from the Martial Arts Holy Academy, but the sound of the sound was endless: "Even if the draw is tied, Xiao Nan is still dead, and I will still win. If a real man doesn't fight for a while, the future will be long."

The Sword Saint comes like light, goes like shadow, and floats away. It is not that he is inferior to Yang Zun, but that he does not want to be entangled.

"Sword domineering!" Xiao Nan looked at the sky lightly, unable to see the sword shadow, but it was always imprinted in his heart. Until one day, the master of the sword shadow was killed, he must die. How many times have he made things difficult for him, humiliated him, and wanted to take his life?

Jian Badao doesn’t let him go. Sorry, he is not going to let Jian Badao go. This person must be killed. If he doesn’t die, I will never die!

"That's right, you Xiao Nan, no matter how powerful you are, you have the support of the powerful people in the Tianfu Realm. However, I, Yuan Yi, is in the Shen Wheel Realm, and there is a Wuzong-level powerful person standing behind me." Yuan Yi's voice suddenly rose: "You are wrong because you are just a ninth level of the Great Washing Heaven!"

He walked out like a divine sword unsheathed, showing his sharpness and dared to fight against the gods and demons of heaven and earth.

It has only been one month since the Ten Thousand Palaces Championship. In this month, even the reincarnated powerful man of the God King level could not break through to the Divine Wheel Realm. What's more, Xiao Nan's Nine-Broken God Wheel Decision, which is practiced by Xiao Nan, does not have much chance of winning.

"Huh?" Many people subconsciously looked at the boy when they heard this. They had to say that Yuan Yi's words made a lot of sense. They were worthy of being the second nine masters in the imperial capital. After being domineering by the sword, they greatly restored their self-confidence.

"Then let's wait and see?" Faced with the look of doubt and sympathy from all directions, Xiao Nan withdrew his gaze from the direction of Jian Badao's departure, and glanced at Yuan Yi coldly: "I hope you don't regret it at that time."

The geniuses in this world who have a little strength always overestimate themselves. Jian Dudao is like this, Qin Yan is like this, and Yuan Yi is like this...

In one month, can he not break through the Divine Wheel?

"Let's go." Yang Zun is no longer interested in staying, and he still wants to go back and consolidate his cultivation. He hopes that the next time he meets, he will crush the Sword Saint, rather than being evenly matched. This stalemate duel made him and the Sword Saint extremely angry.

"Okay." Everyone naturally accepted that as Yang Zun's cultivation level broke through, his power became heavier, and his every move became a heavyweight existence for Xiao Nan and his group.

Soon, they left the area and returned to the Martial Palace.

The martial arts banquet is exciting!

One Xiao Nan, the other Yang Zun, one young and one old, is the master and apprentice of each other, becoming the most sun-taking person today.

Xiao Nan, without saying too much, thought he was nothing but everyone, but finally realized the nine holy lights, controlled the holy tree, and infinitely inspired the holy sound of martial arts, and had the highest qualifications invincible geniuses!

Yang Zun, a close minister who was once around Emperor Lingwu, and the Great God Wheel Warrior who escaped in the capital of the Great Yuan Emperor to this day, finally broke out. He broke through the realm of Heavenly Mansion and finally forced the Sword Saint to retreat.

Today, they really deserve this trip. It is conceivable that the day of the Ten Thousand Palaces Championship will continue and will be even more dazzling.

The martial arts banquet came to an end, but a larger undercurrent was surging.

The Ten Thousand Palaces Championship is coming to an end.

In the arena of the Martial Arts Holy Academy, the disciples of the Thirteen State competed in martial arts practiced martial arts every day, and exchanged ideas with each other to promote the growth of cultivation. The small Dayuan Empire gathered thousands of academies in just half a month.

Each academy chooses to select the top ten disciples and will represent their respective academic institutions to participate in the battle and win glory.

Time passes, the last ten days.

"This time, in the Ten Thousand Palaces Championship, our Yuan Dynasty invited a large number of countries, and the pomp was far beyond previous years. Even the Tianyao Kingdom, Tianfang Kingdom, and Tianyan Kingdom, which had hatred against us in the past, have come."

"Ha, I'm afraid you don't understand. They didn't really make friends with Dayuan and let go of their past grudges, but I, Dayuan, walked out of the Wuzong-level powerhouse, and had to bow my head."

"So that's it, I said, but our patron saint of Dayuan will also appear in the Ten Thousand Palaces Championship."

The disciples of the Thirteen Prefectures of the Great Yuan Dynasty were talking about this every day, and the Holy Academy was extremely lively.

They talked a lot, and the most common words were naturally Xiao Nan.

Many people have regarded him as a legend of his generation. He was only fifteen years old. In a year, he grew from a first-level first-level waste soul to an unparalleled genius warrior of the war level eighth level. To this day, he dares to challenge the Yuan family, the Tianjue Qin family, and the genius of hundreds of countries.
Chapter completed!