"The ninth sword, the sword of power: the world, the world, the wind and clouds, the thunder soul..."

Yan Lan whispered slowly, her eyes closed.?

In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to have a tremor for no reason, and the wind and clouds gathered immediately. The powerful power of the thunder soul almost turned into substance, rotated beside Yan Lan, and then condensed into a hundred-foot sword pillar.

The ninth sword is like a pillar supporting the sky, shaped like a mountain and rock, with smoke and clouds lingering, and the light of thunder and lightning wandering away, and a momentum of grabbing clouds and stones emerges.

The nine swords came out at the same time, and within a radius of thousands of miles, a solemn aura suddenly shrouded in a murderous aura.

In Tiangang Square, Hong Huan, Qinghong, Qingyu and others were completely shocked. Even Qingye, who had always had no waves in the ancient well, showed a look of surprise on his face.

After a few breaths, Hong Huan's throat rolled a few times and murmured: "Oh my God, this kid Yan Lan actually cultivated the ninth sword of the mountain and sea. None of the heads and elders of this sect have achieved it in all dynasties. What kind of inheritance has Yan Lan obtained to have such talent? It is truly amazing!"

Qinghong was also dumbfounded. He heard Hong Huan's words, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, the nine swords are coming out at the same time. This is a step that no one in this sect can take for thousands of years. Even the ancestor who understood this technique only understood the truth, but failed to practice. I really don't know what kind of luck Yan Lan encountered, and he could actually cultivate the Nine Swords."

In fact, Yan Lan realized that the ninth sword was a sword that took advantage of the situation, which was not completely accurate.

The ninth sword is actually a sword of comprehension. It requires combining one's own understanding and external forces before it can be cultivated. However, the first eight swords are all cultivated by one's own practice, so most monks naturally fall into the misunderstanding of inertia when practicing the ninth sword.

Yan Lan has the ancient understanding provided by the Yingling Ji Dao, and his ability to understand is comparable to that of extraordinary cultivation. His previous understanding of swordsmanship was to use external forces to form a sword, which coincided with the mystery of the Ninth Sword. Combining the two, he soon became the Ninth Sword.

More importantly, the Ninth Sword is extremely powerful and needs to be based on a powerful soul so that the power of the world can be mobilized.

Therefore, even if the predecessors could understand the mystery of the Ninth Sword, without a strong soul realm as the basis, it would be difficult to condense the Ninth Sword.

In the eyes of many monks, tempering the soul is a time-consuming, labor-intensive, extremely painful, and even labor-free matter. Therefore, nine out of ten monks will not specifically cultivate their souls.

Yan Lan cultivated the ninth sword. It can be said that the world is better than the place and people, and all three are complete.

Qingye seemed to have realized something, frowned and said, "I have never seen the power of the Nine Swords. Now I see it myself, I am very lucky in this life."

Qingyu nodded and said, "It is said that the nine swords came out together, moving mountains and seas, and shaking the world. Xuanzong's move to return to the sect for thousands of deaths seems extremely domineering. I really don't know what the outcome will be when the two strong men compete."

Mr. Ma took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect that the Tiangang Sect's unique skills were so powerful. In my opinion, this sword moves the power of the mountains and seas, which is no weaker than that of the Ten Thousand Deaths Guizong. In addition, it was Yan Lan's use, and the power will definitely be further improved."

Hu Rong clenched his fist and said, "I am really worthy of being the one I admire. The leader's move will completely end the Xuanzong. The dog thief of Xuanzong is finally unable to jump around, hahaha!"

Hu Rong was filled with emotion. At that time, he was captured by Xuanzong. He felt that he could not fly with wings and time was not long. Later, he was rescued by Yan Lan and realized that Xuanzong was powerful, like a giant mountain. He originally planned to take revenge for decades, but he would never get back to the tiger clan. Unexpectedly, under Yan Lan's leadership, he completely stepped on the high Xuanzong under his feet in just a few months.

At this moment, Jian Pingchuan and Kuye Old Man also felt a lot of emotion. They were all those who escaped from the hands of Xuanzong. In the past, they aimed to eliminate Xuanzong. Now, they are revenge, and suddenly they feel that they don’t know where to go.

Hundreds of miles away, the monks watching the battle strongly sensed Yan Lan's sharp edge and the suppressed power of the dark black collar, and immediately activated their spiritual power and were cautious. This ultimate confrontation will surely have a stronger power.

"The Tiangang Sect Sword Technique, I didn't expect to be so powerful, why have I never seen a Tiangang Sect cultivator used it?"

"I have been fortunate to see it, but at most I can only sacrifice seven swords. It is rumored that Qingye of Tiangang Sect can sacrifice eight swords, which is already at its peak. This kid actually sacrifices nine swords. I am afraid that the people in Tiangang Sect will be unbelievable when they see this scene."

"The power of the nine swords at the same time almost reaches the limit that the cultivators in the Nine-Senior Yuanying stage can release. With my eight-Senior Yuanying stage strength, facing this move, I will definitely be destroyed."

"The secret trick of the Angami Collar's Wan Die Returning Sect is also very powerful. Although Yan Lan is extraordinary, it is extremely difficult to suppress the Angami Powerful One."

"Yes, it's hard to say who wins and who loses. It's a great blessing to be able to see such a big battle in this life. Maybe, I can understand something from it, so that our cultivation can be made breakthroughs."

“…”

Yan Lan stared at the dark black collar hundreds of feet away, and saw that the dark black collar's body gradually expanded, and it was as high as nine feet at this time, with a ferocious face and a boiling air around her body. The powerful and terrifying force fell from the dark black collar.

At this moment, Yan Lan was surrounded by nine swords, and each sword pillar was full of power, especially the ninth sword, which was like a cloud surging on the sea. He could feel the spreading murderous aura.

Yan Lan dared not slacken. Facing the strongest blow from the dark black collar, he must be fully prepared.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the other party's opportunity to attack, but he thought that the other party was the ultimate move and could not be broken by a domineering trick. Therefore, he curbed the impulse in his heart and tried his best to urge the sword to move mountains and seas.

The strongest sword technique of Tiangang Gate, he must rely on this unique move to establish the reputation of Tiangang Gate.

"Buzz!"

Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he saw the death aura around the dark black collar burst out suddenly, causing the air to buzz, causing his soul to shake.

"What a powerful trick, even my soul was affected by a slight impact. It is worthy of being the most powerful trick of Xuanzong."

Yan Lan pondered, holding the thunder sword in his hand tighter, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented sharp light.

"Hahaha, little beast, I will destroy you with my own hands and let you fall into the Avici Hell and never be reborn, hahaha..."

The dark black collar roared wildly, and his huge body took heavy steps and rushed towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan was not afraid at all and shouted proudly: "Many people have said the same thing, but as a result, they all went to hell to gather. Don't worry, you will meet them soon, I will give you a free trip."

"Arrogant! Die!"

When the dark black collar was more than a hundred feet away from Yan Lan, his hands were opened. In an instant, the space where Yan Lan was located was suddenly shrouded in a transparent dark energy.

Yan Lan felt a powerful bondage force, which tied him up so hard that he could not move. (To be continued.)

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