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Chapter 411 The Seven Great Immortals(2/2)

Nine beams of light converged high in the sky, forming a hundred-foot-long light barrier that enveloped Chen Jun. Just now he swung a sword to test, but even though the light barrier vibrated, it did not break.

The first founder of Longhu Mountain, standing on the Tianshu high in the sky, stepped seven steps in a row, raised his ancient sword high, and pierced the sky.

Then the six major directions of Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang shook, and a mysterious light came out and converged on the first patriarch. He shouted: "The power of heaven... kill the demons and slay the demons."

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"Boom!"

For a moment, the originally clear blue sky turned dark, and dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky. Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed from the edge of the black clouds. There was a chilling atmosphere across the sky and the earth, and a strong wind blew up in the sky.

A strong wind blew against our faces, and all the spectators were horrified.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at Zhao Danxia's magic sword on the altar, and then at the figure in white on the demon-slaying platform, and rushed towards Zhao Danxia in the center like crazy. Wen Hua became serious and rushed towards him as well.

"kill!!!!"

The heaven and earth became silent, the wind and thunder were still.

The first founder of Longhu Mountain raised his sword and waved it.

A sword light burst out from the tip of the sword.

The sharpness is so sharp that it seems to be carrying the world-destroying power of the heaven and earth and slashing down.

"Boom!"

The light curtain of the Longhu Mountain Protective Formation standing in mid-air was the first to be shattered by this punishment from the God of Destruction. Zhao Danxia immediately spat out blood and turned pale.

The moment the sword beam reached the ground, the entire Longhu Mountain shook violently, and large swathes of spectators fell to the ground. Then the 300-foot demon-slaying platform was instantly annihilated into powder, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky, visible within a radius of ten miles.

"gentlemen!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's nails suddenly pierced into the flesh and blood, and his body trembled. Wen Hua also stopped and turned around to look back, looking in disbelief.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths....

After half a cup of tea, there was no movement or sound from the demon-slaying platform.

The seven banished immortals in the sky showed a faint smile. The disciples of Longhu Mountain and the masters on the ground clapped their hands and applauded. They were ecstatic and wanted to run around to tell each other.

"The Sword God is dead?"

"The Sword God is dead!!!"

"Can the Sword God survive? With such a powerful divine punishment sword, even if his body is as strong as Wang Xianzhi's, it will definitely be seriously injured. Can the Sword God still defeat Wang Xianzhi?"

The Jianghu people holding long swords in the crowd of spectators were silent.

Wang Xianzhi is physically strong and invincible, as everyone knows!

"how come?"

Some swordsmen who regarded Chen Jun as their role model felt as if they had lost their faith at this moment.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Suddenly, at this moment.

A slight coughing sound suddenly came out from the billowing smoke, like thunder, bells and drums, knocking heavily on the Immortal Heart Gate of Longhu Mountain, and the disciples of Longhu Mountain paused in laughter.
Chapter completed!
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