Chaotic Sword God

"What, the Sword of Judgment, is it the Sword of Judgment, one of the three major divine arts that only the seventh-order Bright Saint Master can perform!" The people of the Eight Great Families were shocked and stared at Jian Chen in disbelief.

"Impossible, how can a sixth-order bright saint master in Yang Yutian obtain the training secret of the sword of judgment. It is said that the sword of judgment cannot be obtained without the strength of the seventh-order bright saint, and it cannot be practiced."

"This sheep Yutian must be faking the power of the tiger, so it is mysterious, how can he display the sword of judgment, one of the three major magic arts."

The sixth-order bright saint masters of the eight major families said that most of them did not believe that Jian Chen could really display the sword of judgment.

"Isn't it, how long has it been before Little Brother Yang Yutian can perform the three major divine arts. Could it be that he is not a sixth-order bright master, but a seventh-order bright master?" Hiding in the cabin Quan Youcai stretched out his head and stared at Jian Chen intently.

At this time, a white brilliance appeared in the distant sky, illuminating the dark sky in the distance, forming a unique scenery that attracted the attention of countless people on the river bank in the distance. These white brilliances are all light holy powers, gathering towards Jian Chen from ten miles away.

Jian Chen pointed to the sky, and the huge bright holy energy drawn from ten miles away quickly condensed towards his fingertips, and soon condensed into a silver-white holy sword that was ten meters long. The holy sword radiated a dazzling light, illuminating the entire world with snow white.

Moreover, there is a layer of surging pressure emanating from the holy sword, making the surrounding air sticky, and the sixth-order bright masters on the painting boat even feel it is difficult to breathe in front of this pressure.

Jian Chen stood upright on the deck of the painting boat. Against the backdrop of the silver-white holy sword, he looked like a god standing between heaven and earth. His cold face and sharp eyes were full of majesty. Qi, sacred and inviolable.

"This...this...this is actually the sword of judgment, one of the three major divine arts!" A Saint Master of Light from the Eight Great Families said in a trembling voice.

"No, this is not the real sword of judgment. The real sword of judgment is much stronger than it is now. Although Yang Yutian has used the sword of judgment, its power is only ten percent of the sword of judgment. One or two." Lord Hou said in a deep voice, although the power of the sword of judgment that Jian Chen cast was far from the real one, it was still a masterpiece in their eyes.

The faces of those men in black who besieged Jian Chen became very ugly, and exclaimed: "No, this is the sword of judgment, one of the three major divine arts of the Light Master, even the Holy King can be destroyed, fast back, thousands of Don't be locked by the sword of judgment, otherwise no one can escape."

Hearing this, the people in black all around suddenly dispersed, and flew into the distance like escaping for their lives.

Suddenly, Jian Chen waved his hand, and the holy sword condensed on his fingertips immediately turned into a silver-white light, shooting at the few men in black who fled to the end at a lightning-fast speed.

The speed of the holy sword is very fast, and there is no room for those men in black to dodge directly. The Sword of Judgment, one of the great divine arts, contained a great failure, which directly wiped out those few black-clothed human figures and gods.

The divine light in Jian Chen's eyes flashed, as if two bright lights were lit up in the dark night. At this moment, his divine sense had established a very subtle connection with the Sword of Judgment. The Sword of Judgment had killed several black people. After the clothed man, under the control of Jian Chen, he continued to fly towards the rest of the black clothed man.

At the speed of the Sword of Judgment, within a short period of time, he beheaded the three men in black again, and then continued to fly towards the remaining few people without reducing the speed.

At the speed of the Sword of Judgment, within a short period of time, he beheaded the three men in black again, and then continued to fly towards the remaining few people without reducing the speed.

"No, this is not the real Sword of Judgment. The real Sword of Judgment is more powerful than that. Well, since we can't escape, let's all unite and at the same time use our Heavenly Rank combat skills to use this incomplete Sword of Judgment. Break it." A man in black seemed to recognize the Sword of Judgment, one of the three major divine arts, and immediately shouted.

The remaining few men in black joined together one after another, and at the same time displayed the heaven-level combat skills. Suddenly, a powerful coercion filled the sky and the earth, tightly locking the sword of judgment that was shot in the face, and several heavenly battles. You cast it from the hands of the man in black and collided violently with the sword of judgment in mid-air.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the Sword of Judgment and several heaven-level combat skills collapsed in mid-air at the same time, and the huge energy aftermath raged between the sky and the earth, raising the river below more than ten meters high, even the painting boat He was greatly implicated, and the deck was cracked with thick cracks, which quickly covered the entire boat, and the entire bow of the boat became even more dilapidated.

Several men in black were constantly retreating under the impact of the powerful energy aftermath. Jian Chen blocked the front with a shield of holy light, and the aftermath of the energy impacted on the shield, causing Jian Chen's footsteps to retreat again and again.

On the other side, the battle between the eight major families in the City of God and the twenty or so men in black has stopped, and everyone's eyes are focused on Jian Chen.

Jian Chen, a sixth-order bright saint master, shocked them all with his brilliant combat skills. The dozen or so sky saint masters who besieged him were actually beheaded and killed nearly ten people, only the last one. Several people survived.

The twenty or so black-clothed men who besieged the Eight Great Families and a few sixth-order Bright Saint Masters from the Eight Great Families looked at each other. Then, as if they had a good heart, they all abandoned the Eight Great Families and rushed towards Jian Chen. At this moment, Everyone's eyes became extremely cold, and a layer of strong killing intent radiated from them, obviously they had really moved the killing intent.

Among them, more than a dozen men in black all took out their strongest blows and attacked Jian Chen in a fan shape. The last few people rose into the sky, suspended high in the air, and at the same time brewed heaven-level combat skills.

Seeing this scene, Quan Youcai's face changed suddenly, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Oh, the people of these eight families are too much, they are trying to kill people, Yang Yutian But the disciples of the president, it is difficult for them to do this

Aren't you afraid of offending the president, sigh, unfortunately, although I have some strength, Quan Youcai has only one way to die under the siege of so many heavenly masters, and I don't even have a chance to escape, little brother Yang Yutian. , it's not that I won't help you, but I really can't do anything. I hope you can survive without any danger. If something happens to you, I will tell you about it. Lord President, let Lord President take revenge for you. "

Feeling the killing intent emanating from the men in black, Jian Chen's eyes completely cooled down, and a strong killing intent filled his heart.

"Master Yang Yutian, hurry up, I'll block them." A thick voice came, and Yang Ling's burly body was already in front of Jian Chen, and his face was full of determination. At this moment, Yang Ling Ling has already developed a mortal heart, even if he is buried here, he must let Jian Chen escape from here safely.

Looking at Yang Ling's burly body, Jian Chen's mind was deeply touched, and his eyes became a little complicated. He could clearly feel that now Yang Ling had prepared the heart to die, and he didn't recognize it because of one. Three days, and people who haven't had any friendship die.

At this moment, Yang Ling's status in Jian Chen's mind rose rapidly.

"Ah!" Yang Ling, who was standing in front of Jian Chen, didn't know that his position in Jian Chen's heart had undergone a huge change. People rushed forward, with a fierce and fearless spirit.

Although Yang Ling is a rank 6 sky sage, the dozen or so men in black on the opposite side have an advantage in numbers, and their strength is not weak. Some of them have the strength of a rank 5 sky sage, so As soon as the two sides confronted, Yang Ling was suppressed by several opponents of the same rank, and then was punched in the chest by two men in black, causing Yang Ling to vomit blood. He was already severely injured, and finally three holy soldiers showed no mercy. The thorns of Yang Ling pierced through Yang Ling's chest, heart, and Dantian.

"Master Yang Yutian, let's go!" Yang Ling let out a heart-piercing roar with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He used his body to lift Jianchen to drag the hands and feet of several men in black, so that Jianchen could escape.

Although Yang Ling knew that Jian Chen's strength was very strong, this time he faced more than 20 heavenly sages, and there were several heavenly sages who were using the heaven-level combat skills at the same time. When it is displayed, even a rank six sky sage will surely die. In addition, Jian Chen had experienced many battles in the past, and he had used up all the holy energy of light within a radius of ten miles. With the cooperation of the heavenly masters, Yang Ling will buy time for Jian Chen to escape with the heart of mortal death, because his responsibility is to protect Jian Chen's safety.

Jian Chen stared blankly at Yang Ling, who was pierced by the three holy soldiers. The killing intent in his heart had reached its peak. He said coldly, "Today, none of you want to leave here!" Jian Chen's hands A strange handprint quickly condensed on his chest, and his eyes were slowly closed.

For a moment, his whole person seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth.

Suddenly, in the dark night sky, an extremely strong light suddenly appeared, as dazzling as the sun above the nine heavens, illuminating the whole world, not only making the night at the Fragrant River turn into day in an instant, but even The city of God, which was twenty miles away, was illuminated by this strong light, which alarmed countless people in the city of God.

"This... what is this?" The sudden change made the twenty or so men in black who besieged Jian Chen stopped one after another, looking up at the sky one by one, their eyes full of shock.

"This, this... what is this thing?" On the painting boat, the sixth-order bright masters of the eight major families also looked up at the sky, their eyes full of surprise.

In the City of God, above eight huge mansions, a dozen figures appeared silently, staring solemnly at the strong white light in the sky dozens of miles away, with deep fear in the depths of their eyes.

"This is the forbidden technique of God's Arrival, and there is a seventh-order light master who is performing the forbidden technique!"

"No, this God's Arrival is different from the description in the classics. Although this momentum is huge, its power seems to be a little too weak."

"That's right, this God's Arrival technique is strong outside the middle, and can only pose some non-lethal threats to the people of the Holy King's first and second layers."

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In the headquarters of the Guangming Saint Master's Guild, the top floor of the Holy Light Tower, the guild president who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately came to the window in a flash, staring into the distance in surprise, and muttered: "This is It's a godsend, no,

This is an incomplete God's Arrival. It only has its shape but not the spirit. I didn't even feel the existence of the source power in it. Which genius figure came up with such a method? Although performing such a God's Arrival The power will be greatly weakened, but there is no need to sacrifice life, no, I have to go and see! "The president stepped on the white clouds and flew into the distance like lightning from the window.