"Draw out your sword, I'm afraid you won't have a chance for a while."

Long Xiao said in an unparalleled domineering manner. He is half-stepped into the realm of the gods. He is covered in top-quality holy weapons and has the power of dragon blood. He is also fused with the blood of his ancestors and possesses supreme supernatural powers.

There was no way he could lose this battle.

He even wanted to torture the people of the Demon Sect severely to let them know how powerful the ancient saints were!! But Tianji remained unmoved.

Just stood there and closed his eyes tightly.

However, it seems that he has merged with heaven and earth, making it difficult for people to understand.

Long Xiao was very angry.

But he is not a fool!! This man is full of flaws.

But unfortunately, he had no idea where to start.

People who can be sent to fight in the Imperial Martial Realm must not be underestimated.

Previously, Lin Yun paid the price with his life because he underestimated his opponent.

"I'm not Lin Yun!!"

In an instant, Long Xiao's momentum shook.

A dragon roar came.

In an instant, a blood dragon formed behind him.

The sword of Ungiri in his hand even shines with light.

The sword domain becomes a boundary.

Unstoppable!! "Supreme Kendo Will!!"

It is different from the understanding of kendo like Sword in the Snow.

When he takes one step forward, he has the ultimate intention.

"Half step without self!!!"

"This Long Xiao is really not simple!!"

The whole crowd exclaimed.

"I actually used my strongest power!!!"

Everyone exclaimed.

But even so, Wentianji remained unmoved.

But for some reason, Long Xiao still felt a strange aura on this person.

This strange feeling is as if the other person is not afraid at all.

“If you look down on people, you will pay the price!!”

Long Xiao said coldly.

"I should be the one to say this. It seems that you are very smart and chose the strongest state."

"Of course, because I will make you feel desperate."

Long Xiao said proudly.

"You are wrong."

"I was wrong?"

Long Xiao had a look of doubt on his face.

"Forget it, just draw your sword, I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

Long Xiao didn't want to pay attention to Wentianji. In his eyes, the Demon Sect was all a bunch of lunatics.

What he wants to do now is to win!! "You are not worthy of my sword."

"What are you pretending to be?!"

"I will let you know that you ants from the lower world are nothing compared to my proud son of the ancient saints!!"

"Suffer death!!!"

"Blue Dragon Dark Blood!!"

"Nine Dragons Yin!"

Top supreme holy weapon, top sword skills, top bloodline, powerful magical powers.

They gather into a river, blooming for a moment, yet as vast as the sea.

With one sword coming out, the heaven and earth surged.

The roar of the nine dragons threatens the sky.

The sword dragons gathered together to slay the sky and destroy the earth.

A powerful force that swallowed up the entire heavenly arena.

Wen Tianji opened and closed his eyes, suddenly trembling.

Indeed, he did not draw his sword, but stretched out his finger.

An understatement of a finger.

There was a loud bang.

Heaven and earth are cut off.

Along with that sword intention, a crack appeared in the arena behind Long Xiao. Not only that, the mountains behind Long Xiao's arena were split into two in an instant.

One finger becomes a sword and cuts through the mountains.

"How is that possible!!!"

"Break the sky with one finger!!"

Not only were the mountains destroyed, but when the crowd looked up, they saw that the entire sky was a crack with a diagonal stroke, and the man did not even pull out the sword in his hand!! "Brother Tianji's understanding of the way of the sword has improved to a higher level.

I’m afraid it’s only a matter of time before we can break through to the realm of the gods!!”

"Half-step to becoming a god!!"

"hateful."

Only then did the crowd realize that Wentianji was also a half-step god, and that he was stronger and more terrifying.

"Long Xiao!!"

The crowd of ancient saints shouted.

But Long Xiao didn't respond.

Instead, Wentianji looked at him and said, "Send me back."

"In the second round, Momen Wentianji wins!!"

"How is that possible?"

"Long Xiao has not been defeated yet."

"He is indeed not defeated, because he is already dead, so it is impossible to admit defeat."

The Son of Destiny said coldly.

On the arena.

Long Xiao's body, separated by diagonal lines.

One sword cut off the vitality, but the emperor's soul was not left behind.

"Damn it, damn it!!"

"Wen Tianji, my Gu Shenglong family will not let you go!!"

There was a crazy roar from the Ancient Saint Long's house.

But Wentianji had returned to the barrier.

The Ancient Saint Clan has won two hundred games in a row.

His face is like pig liver.

In my heart, I can't wait to cut the people of the Demon Sect into pieces with a thousand knives.

But when they came back to their senses, the entire ancient saint clan broke into a cold sweat.

Originally, their plan was to take the lead in winning the battle between the Divine Realm and the Imperial Realm.

In this way, they can win this game as long as they can win once in the next three games.

But now, after losing two games in a row, they suddenly felt uneasy, and even felt strong uneasiness in their hearts.

"Ancestor, if we lose again in the third game..." "Asshole, what are you talking about!!"
To be continued...