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Thinking of this, he felt a wave of humiliation welling up in his heart.

A trace of killing intent flickered in his eyes, Nangong Qifeng looked down at Qitian with pride in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that even a piece of trash in your area would turn over and even come to the realm of Tianjun. Unfortunately, it is still not enough to see in front of this seat. You should definitely come here to provoke this seat!"

When Qi Tian heard the words, he only glanced at Nangong Qifeng from the corner of the eye: "Let's do it!"

Qitian's every move was carved out of the same template as Ye Wushuang back then, which made Nangong Qifeng even more angry.

In the early days of a mere Tianjun, he ignored him so much, as if he didn't deserve to be looked at by him, and his every move was full of indifference.

A trace of killing intent was revealed in an instant, Nangong Qifeng did not directly attack, but looked at Ye Wushuang who was behind Qitian.

"Wushuang Saber God, this is the apprentice you personally chose? Today, I will let you see how big the gap between him and me is. Today, you will know that it was you who did not choose to accept me in this life. The most regrettable thing!"

Ye Wushuang and Yue Qingxuan stood opposite each other. After hearing the other's words, Ye Wushuang didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard it from the beginning to the end.

Such a scene was so similar to ten years ago, and it also caused a wave of humiliation to flood into 490 Nangong Qifeng's heart again.

He didn't say any more, the innumerable killing intent in his eyes didn't hide at all, he stared directly at Qitian: "One move, kill you!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, and erupted all over his body, a boundless aura cut across the sky, shocking countless people.

Everyone could see that Nangong Qifeng didn't go all out when Yu Wusheng was fighting just now.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but sweat for Qitian.

However, only Qitian stood at the center of this momentum, his expression did not change at all, he just watched indifferently.

"Flowing clouds piercing the sea!"

Accompanied by Nangong Qifeng's roar, the next moment, a blood knife was in his hand, and he cut the sky with a knife, breaking the sky.

A terrifying artistic conception emerged in an instant, and countless people were shocked again. This Nangong Qifeng actually comprehended the prototype of the sword intent, which was unexpected by everyone.

Countless people were horrified in their hearts, no one thought that the talent of Nangong Qifeng was so powerful, Cai Tianjun understood the embryonic form of artistic conception in the early stage!

As expected of the blood body of the Heavenly Sword, his understanding of the Dao of the Sword is indeed one step faster than others.

This knife mixed with the prototype of the knife intent is extraordinarily terrifying, as if the entire sky was cut off by it.

Such a terrible knife once again buried a layer of depression in the hearts of countless people.

In the sky, the seven people from the Qishen Palace were all smiling. Judging from their eyesight, this knife, a junior in the early stage of Tianjun, could not catch it at all.

But at this time, facing this move, Qi Tian didn't change his expression at all, just watched quietly like this.

Just when everyone thought he gave up resistance, Qitian suddenly raised his head and took a look: "Your strength is too weak!"

After saying this move, Qi Tian ignored everyone's surprised gazes, and swung his hand as a knife towards the air!

Boom~~!

Tianyuan trembled for a while, and countless terrifying sword auras swarmed in, and the sharp Li Mang instantly refracted everyone's minds.

As soon as this knife was released, countless people were startled. Above the Qishen Mansion, the expression of the Qishen, who were extremely proud, suddenly changed, because in Qitian's move, they actually felt a saber intent. Sword intent.

As soon as the knife was released, they immediately knew that Nangong Qifeng was not their opponent. They wanted to make a move, but it was too late.

The timing of Qitian's grasp was very good, just the moment they let down their vigilance.

At this time, two cold lights collided directly.

Boom~~!

With the two at the center, the surroundings were shaken, and a powerful riot came. The next moment, under the inconceivable gazes of countless people, Nangong Qifeng vomited blood and flew backwards.

On Nangong Qifeng's chest, a terrifying knife wound appeared, and countless blood flowed out continuously.

Boom~~!

The body fell heavily on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Nangong Qifeng looked at the front with a face of horror, and a trace of fear appeared directly.

At the same time, there is still a lot of hatred and jealousy, he never thought that Qitian's strength is so terrifying.

With his peak Tianjun cultivation base, he couldn't even catch a single move in front of the opponent's early stage Tianjun.

In addition, the other party's terrifying sword intent made him extremely jealous.

I spent my whole life in poverty and practiced hard to finally realize a rudimentary saber intent. I didn't expect that the other party would have comprehended the saber intent in the early days of Tianjun.

Comparing the two, how unwilling he is.

Then, he thought that the other party was just a useless person before, but after Ye Wushuang's hands, he directly became a peerless arrogance, and the jealousy in his heart twisted her to the extreme.

At this time, countless people looked at Qitian and were amazed.

Qitian ignored everyone's words, but looked at Nangong Qifeng indifferently: "This is the talent and strength you are proud of? Kill me with one move? Do you have the qualifications?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of countless people changed!

Killing hearts!

Even Ye Wushuang didn't expect that Qitian would have such a dark side, it's his true biography!

But when everyone looked at Qitian, they were amazed again.

The moment they saw him defeat Nangong Qifeng with one move, everyone knew that a peerless arrogance had been successfully born.

And the seven people in Qishen Palace looked at Qitian, their expressions changed for a while, some were jealous, some were envious, some were amazed, but in the end, all these turned into a touch of killing intent.

Since he is an enemy, so arrogant, it is impossible to stay.

"Hmph~! What a ruthless and merciless junior. In a confrontation of the same generation, he strikes so hard, I can't keep you!"

At this time, a cold voice appeared above the sky, and in the eyes of countless people, Liuyun Saber God stepped forward, looking at Qitian with infinite killing intent.

Seeing that someone made a move, everyone's expressions changed, and the elders of the Moon Spirit Sect were also shocked.

Sure enough, the Qishen Palace is still coming to find fault!

Yue Qingxuan's heart moved, and she was about to speak, but Ye Wushuang stopped her.

At this moment, Liuyun Saber God's aura erupted, pointing directly at Qitian, and a terrifying rudimentary form of the Dao of the Sword came straight to him, as if it wanted to break Qitian's Dao Heart!

However, the invincible Dao heart condensed by Qitian, especially what he can break.

Seeing that Qitian is not affected by his aura at all, Liuyun Dao Shen's talent for Qitian has risen to a higher level again.

At the same time, a stronger killing intent burst out from his eyes.

However, just as he was about to kill Qitian's harvest, a cold voice appeared in his ear, making him stiff all over.

"You can try it out!"

Startled, he quickly turned his head and saw Ye Wushuang's indifferent expression.

Although the opponent didn't have the slightest aura to lock him, but he clearly felt that as long as he made a move, he would face the opponent's extremely terrifying attack.

"It's you!" Liuyun Saber God's eyes narrowed for a moment!

For some reason, every time he met Ye Wushuang's indifferent eyes, he felt a tremor in his heart, as if he was locked by a killing intent.

He wanted to speak wildly and harshly, but when he saw Ye Wushuang's extremely indifferent expression, he couldn't help but fell silent.

At this moment, even if he doesn't want to admit it anymore, he understands that the strength of the opponent has increased sharply again, and it is very likely that he has already surpassed him.

Fortunately, at this time, his two senior brothers also sensed something was wrong and walked over directly.

"You are Ye Wushuang, the so-called Wushuang sword god?" The second senior brother, King of Weeping Blood, stepped forward and looked down at Ye Wushuang.

Although there was no outburst of momentum, his majestic eyes still made people tremble.

A terrifying existence at the level of a god-king is indeed frightening.

Ye Wushuang glanced at him lightly: "Who are you?"

"This King of Weeping Blood God is also the second head of the Seven Gods Mansion in the North Heaven Realm!" The King of Weeping Blood God raised his head slightly, looking down at Ye Wushuang as if looking down.

However, the scene of Ye Wushuang's sudden change of color after hearing his name did not appear in his impression. Ye Wushuang just took a flat look at him and took it back.

This scene made him close his eyes: "You are so brave, you are really arrogant, it is just that you hurt my seventh junior brother ten years ago, and today the seven powerful men of my Qishen Palace are gathered, don't you plan to give an explanation? "

"Oh? What do you want to explain!" Ye Wushuang looked at him with a half-smile.

The Crying Blood God King sneered: "Kneel down and beg my junior brother for forgiveness. If you can get his forgiveness, you will have a chance to survive. This is your only chance!"

Hearing his words, countless people were shocked, and countless eyes looked at Ye Wushuang.

They all wanted to know if Ye Wushuang would do this, and if he did, then his No.1 title in Qingluo Realm would be lost.

At this time, under the eyes of countless people, Ye Wushuang shook his head slowly, and looked at the God King of Weeping Blood: "I think there is another more ingenious way!"

"What way?" The God King of Weeping Blood frowned, his expression already a little impatient.

However, Ye Wushuang looked at him indifferently and said: "I think, if you kill you, it will be over once and for all!"

As soon as this statement was made, the whole room was shocked, and the eyes of countless people fell on Ye Wushuang, full of disbelief and inconceivability.

No one thought that Ye Wushuang would say such words.

"Kill us? It's really a big joke. The frog in the well doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. After all, he was born in such a small world as the Qingluo Realm. It's really ridiculous!"

All of a sudden, the sound of countless people blasting and laughing appeared.

The seven powerhouses of the Qishen Palace all burst into laughter, as if they had heard some big joke.

Killing them, even the world lords of their Tianbei Realm dare not say this easily.

At this time, all kinds of smiles spread across the sky, and the disdainful laughter of the seven powerhouses echoed across the entire sky, resounding in the sky.

There were also countless people who looked at Ye Wushuang in surprise, wondering why he would say such mindless words.

However, at this moment, Ye Wushuang suddenly moved.

I saw him shrugging his shoulders slowly, and an immeasurable terrifying momentum directly rioted and pushed out horizontally.

Boom~~!

The boundless aura trembled in the sky, and the terrifying saber force permeated the void. Countless terrifying sword glows seemed to be imprinted on the hearts of several people.

A rudimentary form of the Dao of the Sword at the full level appeared directly, suppressing everyone's minds and making people terrified.

Almost at this time, countless trembling and incredible eyes appeared one after another, terrified.

Ye Wushuang turned out to be a god-emperor-level existence! .

Chapter 134 With a wave of hands, the God King collapses

Feeling the prestige permeating the sky in all directions, the terrifying prestige that is perfect to the extreme, and only one step away from the real mystery of the Dao of the Sword, everyone was shocked.

Qishen's originally laughing voice suddenly stopped abruptly as if a lump had been stuffed into it.

In the next moment, countless eyes fell on Ye Wushuang, and inconceivable eyes appeared one after another, unbelievable.

"How is it possible! God Emperor level exists!" All kinds of exclamations appeared one after another.

At this moment, everyone looked at Ye Wushuang with fear, awe, timidity, and panic.

A god-level powerhouse, that's not something everyone can achieve!

Some people will never be able to step into the realm of the God Emperor in their entire life, because they don't have the perseverance and talent and the opportunity, and the three are indispensable to have a chance.

Therefore, the birth of every god emperor indicates that this is a terrifying existence that may become a great god.

"Hiss~! Liuyun Saber God is actually a God Emperor-level powerhouse, how is this possible!"

"Unbelievable, rare in the world!"

"It's unbelievable. Ten years ago, the hand he broke out was only at the god level. In the world of ten years, how did he come to the god emperor level!"

"Oh my god, I actually saw a real god emperor-level powerhouse in front of me, it's really incredible!"

For a moment, the voices of countless people exclaimed appeared, which was enough to show how rare God Emperor level powerhouses were in the world of ancient emperors.

At this time, in the Palace of the Seven Gods, the expressions of the people had undergone earth-shaking changes, and all kinds of inconceivable eyes fell on Ye Wushuang.

"You, you are a god emperor, a god emperor-level powerhouse, how is this possible!"

The Weeping Blood God King looked at Ye Wushuang in disbelief, feeling extremely terrified in his heart.

Liuyun Dao Shen was terrified to the extreme, thinking that the person he had provoked and wanted to kill was actually a god emperor, he felt a feeling of suffocating her.

If it wasn't for the support of his will, he even thought that he would faint from fright at this time.