"I have a friend, the Sword Saint, who created his own move of the 'Flying Immortal Sword'. I'm asking the Sword God to comment on it now!"

As Xin Han finished speaking, he suddenly rose into the air, raised his finger in the air, and suddenly, a shocking sword intent rose up on his body, directly tearing Wang Yue's sword intent that was scattered a hundred feet in a radius.

At this moment, whether it was the immersive sword god Wang Yue or the sword prodigy Tong Yuan who was surfing the formation beside him, his eyes widened, and a feeling of inadequacy lingered in his heart.

But they couldn't understand why the young man used his index finger to lead a sword and broke through Wang Yue's sword move, but now he is using the "Flying Immortal from the Sky" but has to change it to the middle finger. Is there any mystery in it?

As Xin Han's body slowly floated upwards, the entire sky was filled with colorful clouds in an instant. These colorful clouds were stirred by the momentum of this sword move, and the figures of fairies and flying dragons appeared in the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, even Xin Han was born something unexpected. His current cultivation level and understanding of the Five Paths actually made him use this move to fly away from heaven again many years later, and the ultimate sword sword in the world was sublimated!

The fairies and flying dragons in the clouds actually flew out of the colorful clouds and showed entities, like real people living things.

Flying fairies came one by one, with noble and holy expressions, but they surrounded Xin Han with graceful figures, dancing and spiraling.

The flying dragons had a clear scale, and they were scattered, flying around within a hundred feet, playing and playing.

This is a sword that cannot be described in words.

The domineering oneself is the superiority of all beings.

A peerless and charming city!

But within a hundred feet, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color, the void was twisted, and the slowly falling Xin Han was like a banished immortal, with supreme momentum, with a splendid style, fascinating elegance and rebelliousness and desperate murderous intent!

At some point, Xin Han's raised middle finger had automatically condensed into a colorful magic sword from the surrounding heaven and earth!

This man fell from the sky with a sword, and the fairy and the flying dragon were all swirling and covering them with countless sword energy.

At this moment, Xin Han's body was filled with a sense of sacredness. He was the Luoyang City God and the land who were planning to secretly protect the leader in the distance, as well as the thousands of tribes, who were in a distance, were all intimidated and retreated repeatedly. This sword was a sword that did not belong to the human world, and had already touched the ultimate sword.

Wang Yue began to tremble, and the official road under his feet began to collapse. He knew that he could not wait. If the other party was allowed to use up his sword moves, he would not have to attack him, and his sword will collapse by itself.

He suddenly faced the fairy in the sky, the flying dragon, and the supreme Xin Han, soared into the sky, and used a sword that had been the strongest in his life. The sword light shone brightly in the nineteen states, and the sword energy soared into the sky and shot the bullfighting.

Wang Yue's sword energy, sword intent, and sword art are all integrated into this sword. The way of sword is better than to bend, face difficulties and get stronger when encountering stronger!

Tong Yuan, who was beside him, couldn't help but shake his head. Although Wang Yue was both a military master and his character was not perfect. The reason was that he was too fame and fortune. He wanted to become an official in the court, but he could only be the emperor's teacher with his sword skills. Therefore, he finally left a flaw in his character.

This flaw is not revealed in normal times, and even when facing Tong Yuan, who is the same master of military strategists as him, it will not be revealed. However, when encountering a powerful master, it will be exposed involuntarily.

Tong Yuan knew that if he wanted his old friend to face the challenge, he would be defeated and smashed to pieces. He sighed, burst out with vitality and shouted: "Take!"

The shouts came out, and the sound shook the world. Tong Yuan had already heard the power of the man and gun, and soared into the air.

That "slaughter" made Xin Han know that he was here. Although he was hostile as the military master, he was forced to fight against one, but he did not bother to attack.

Tong Yuan took action, and the gun shadow was like a mountain. This gun had reached the point of perfection, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without any trace. Then one was transformed into two, two was transformed into three, and three was transformed into thousands of times. This was the life skill of this military master, who gathered his gun skills to the great success - a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix.

The thousands of gun shadows had a sharp attack, which was unprecedented. People were in the air, and the spear shook again and shook out countless deadly gun flowers, and they met the sword energy, fairies, and flying dragons all over the sky.

It has to be said that the military and martial arts masters in the mythical world are beyond the reach of those masters in Tongtian Pavilion.

These two great martial arts masters in the world have exploded with the most powerful attack in their lives, and they have reached the strength of ordinary masters in the Tribulation Period.

Xin Han faced two military masters with such domineering and fierce attacks but his expression remained unchanged. He said that if he did not bully the small by the big, he would not bully the small by the big. Even at this time, he had always suppressed his own strength to the same level as Tong Yuan and Wang Yue.

However, this move, which had already become a saint, was sublimated again in his hands, and it was no longer reasonable to see it. Only a voice slowly fell from his mouth:

"A sword comes from the west, and the immortal flying from the sky!"

At this moment, the fairy and the flying dragon turned into sword lights and gathered on the colorful divine sword in Xin Han's hand, forming a huge divine sword with substance.

Tong Yuan's birds are aiming at the phoenix spear, and Wang Yue's shooting sword is at this time, and he is in close contact with the divine sword and colliding hard.

The sound of the sound was loud, and the heaven and earth suddenly shook. Under the three people, within a radius of ten miles, whether it was the official road or the wild land, it was like a dragon and a snake rising up, and the earth dragon turned over, and it seemed like it was trampled by an ancient giant beast.

Three miles away, a silent energy swept across the woods, and the trees, flowers and plants instantly collapsed into pieces, and turned into debris in the sky when blown by the wind.

When the dense forest was destroyed, eighteen bald monks appeared. Eight of these eighteen monks were like aliens with deep eyes and high noses. At this moment, the eighteen monks recited scriptures together, and shocking Buddha light burst out from their bodies, blocking the sky's energy.

In a moment, the qi of the qi dissipated, and the shadows of the magic sword and spear disappeared. The colorful clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the sunshine. However, within ten miles, there was no other living creature except the eighteen monks, and they were all destroyed by the sweeping qi just now.

At this moment, Xin Han stood in the void, looking at the dark Yun Gaixue who had run away before and now ran back, feeling speechless, and was extremely suspicious whether this paper donkey had become a spirit.

Under his feet was a huge pit that was ten feet deep and hundreds of feet in a radius. There was a gurgling water coming out of the center of the pit bottom. It was actually penetrated by the sword energy and penetrated into the groundwater layer.

On both sides of the huge pit, Wang Yue and Tong Yuan were in a mess. The long sword around him broke and the spear broke. The two of them had only one torn trousers left to wrap their bodies.

At this moment, the two peerless masters were panting and looking at each other, and they both saw a hint of joy and sorrow in each other's eyes. These two extreme emotions made them not know whether to cry or laugh.

Unexpectedly, the two people who were invincible throughout their lives were defeated by someone with a substitute sword. This can be said to be a huge sorrow.

But after this battle, the two men who had been stagnant in martial arts for a long time saw the future path. I think that as long as I go back to seclusion for several years, their cultivation will reach a new level and their lifespan will naturally be extended.

So the two of them had a mixed bag of sadness and joy for a moment, and they didn't know what to do. After a moment, Tong Yuan stood up first, didn't care about his almost naked body, and clasped his fists to Xin Han and said:

"Thank you for your mercy. Lao Imperial Palace is a great move to drive the sword. When using the sword, it must be not the devil that disturbs the world as Buddhism calls us. We are two of us used by Buddhism. I'm here to apologize to you!"

As he said that, Tong Yuan was about to kneel down, and Wang Yue also struggled with a flushed face and stood up and pretended to bow.

Xin Han brushed it casually, and the two of them couldn't bow down: "Forget it, it's a pleasure to fight with the two of them in life. We won't know each other until we fight, so we'll get closer in the future!"

Tong Yuan and Wang Yue looked at them. They couldn't stay there for a long time. They immediately said goodbye: "Let's take a step first. When you arrive in Luoyang, when you have time, we brothers will ask you to drink and say goodbye!"

As they said that, the two of them jumped out of the pit and galloped towards Luoyang on the already ragged official road. Xin Han looked behind him. Could this be the legendary Guoben?

Xin Han was about to get on the donkey and continued to move forward, but suddenly turned around. A Buddha light shield fell down several miles away, covering Tong Yuan and Wang Yue, and suddenly strangled into blood mud.

Under the Buddha's light, the souls of the two masters were clearly visible. They were full of resentment and roaring in the direction of Luoyang in anger. Not far away, eighteen Buddhist monks recited scriptures, and lotus grew step by step under their feet and flew forward.
Chapter completed!