This is the oppression brought by the seventh level of cultivation!

The six realms can be called extraordinary, and the seven realms can be further developed in the extraordinary realms!

"Li Peijia borrows the power of Confucian scholars, what's your power? Zhao Yang...?"

The ancestor of the royal family changed into brand new robes, and the mysterious yellow robe sounded in the wind. His shame-covering face was broken by Li Peijia, and now he showed a hideous face.

But there was no kind-hearted look at the beginning, and there was only sour and meanness.

Zhao Yang was floating in the sky, with white hair and a blue mat.

The 360 ​​acupoints in his body were bursting with sword intent and sword energy.

The sword energy that exploded layer by layer was like a shield.

Zhao Yang raised his hand and looked at the royal ancestor indifferently.

The seventh realm is very strong.

That momentum was very terrifying.

Although martial artists are known as invincible at the same level, it is not easy to fight across the border.

However, Zhao Yang was not afraid.

The palms were pressed down violently.

The overwhelming flying sword speed suddenly accelerated, and they all stabbed at the ancestors of the royal family!

It was like the Supreme Sword Emperor, who instantly mobilized 18,000 swords. Each sword surrendered to its momentum, bursting out with a terrifying murderous intent, like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun, like a galaxy falling from the sky!

Zhao Yang was flew with green clothes, so he wanted to step forward and shot out.

However, his movements stopped and he lowered his head slightly.

But I saw it below.

Emperor Huai raised the Ice Soul Sword in his hand and threw it suddenly.

"This sword helps you!"

Emperor Huai said loudly.

Zhao Yang's eyes were like lightning, and he raised his hand and instantly, the ancient ice-pod soldier who was thrown up and began to fall made him shudder in the air, and after continuous rolling, he roared up!

call out!

The Ice Soul Sword fell into Zhao Yang's hands, and the blue color bloomed instantly!

In an instant, the dark clouds suddenly turned white!

With Zhao Yang as the center, it scattered everywhere, as if endless white snow gathered in it!

Zhao Yang held this sword and felt as if his whole body and mind were connected.

He looked at Emperor Huai below.

Holding fists.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The words fell.

Zhao Yang was in the air, and there was only the afterimage left. A sword light wrapped up a long rainbow and followed the endless, dense rain of swords!

It's like a man driving the flying swords all over the sky!

Kill the ancestor of the royal family who rose up in the air!

Zhao Yang's face was cold, his white hair was flying, and his 360 acupoints were all gushing out of sword energy, and he seemed to have turned into a sword.

The spiritual will of the royal ancestors manifested.

In an instant.

The golden scale armor suddenly enlarged!

It was like a phantom of a golden armored war god, covering the royal ancestor.

Although the defense of this golden armor is not as good as that of the broken ancient bell, its defense cannot be underestimated!

Countless swords hit the Golden Lin family and exploded instantly, turning into a majestic sword energy flower.

In the capital, countless people raised their heads.

Then I saw the blooming sword energy flower.

Like a dazzling fireworks!

Countless swords were destroyed in this collision, turning into real scrap copper and iron, turning into ashes.

An ordinary sword can't withstand such a collision at all!

The royal ancestor had his hair disheveled, looking like crazy, and he seemed to be in a vague way.

He was afraid of the alien race, but he felt that he had always been the master of the internal race.

The human race has always been under his control.

And now, even the human race he controls has appeared who want to resist him.

This made him feel murderous intent!

"It's like trash like you."

"Human race doesn't need trash like you."

"So what if you have a strong cultivation level?"

Zhao Yang held the Ice Po Sword in his hand and said lightly.

His eyes were neither happy nor sad.

In a vague way, the old mansion master's easy-going smile appeared in front of him.

"Teacher, go."

"I'll send this old thing to see you."

"You are not lonely on the road to the underworld."

Zhao Yang murmured.

The next moment, his body was like a furnace, and countless sword energy swallowed from the acupoints and merged into his body!

He holds the Ice Soul in his hand.

Behind him, the phantom of the Hundred-foot Sword Saint appeared again, extremely solid, and was urged by Liu Jing.

Zhao Yang's urgency is even more real!

The phantom of the Hundred-foot Sword Saint appears, and between the heaven and earth, the clouds flow, and the snow is flying all over the sky, floating.

Countless snows were flying around Zhao Yang at this moment.

Every piece of snow turned into a sharp sword!

"Heaven and earth are sad!"

A hint of sadness surged in Zhao Yang's eyes.

This is the sword move he learned when he assassinated the emperor, but now he is using it again, and he is extremely gorgeous!

The phantom of the Hundred-foot Sword Saint, holding the sword and slashing it down.

Countless snow fell on the golden armored war god of the royal ancestor. In an instant, the golden armored war god was split open!

Being crushed!

The huge golden armored god of war kept exploding the golden light, vaguely unstable, and wanted to collapse!

The royal ancestor wrapped in it suddenly shrank his eyes.

I only felt the endless sword intent sweeping over.

He held the golden sword, held the big seal in one hand, and slapped it out!

The huge seal seemed to be covered with a bang from above the nine heavens!

At the same time, the spiritual will of the peak of the seventh realm surged, like a huge wave slashing in the vast sea, like a star wrapping and falling!

This is the attack of spiritual will!

The royal ancestor is full of murderous intent!

However……

The next moment.

His pupils tightened.

But he saw a palace figure emerging on Zhao Yang's body. The seal was directly eliminated before it was left. The spiritual will of the royal ancestor approached Zhao Yang, but it also disappeared!

The golden-bright Chuanwu Hall appears at a height of thousands of feet high.
To be continued...