Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"Boom!"

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The fiery red lines converged, and the scene of the sky on the tenth day gradually emerged, and the hot breath swept the whole world, as if turning this world into a furnace, the water of the entire Jingyang Lake was evaporated by this terrifying hot breath, and it continued to rise. The fog caused the entire Jingyang Lake to be filled with a thick fog.

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With such a scene, everyone in the room was so shocked that they retreated again, and their eyes were full of trembling colors. Even at the peak of the red dust, they were sweating coldly at this moment.

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On the other hand, Yan Shen calmed down instead. He took a deep breath, and under the surprised gazes of everyone, he slowly closed his eyes, and the long knife even came out of his hand and floated in front of him.

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"The man and the knife are one, and the sword is shocking!"

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Vaguely, an ethereal voice resounded from Yan Shen's body, and a mysterious and mysterious aura burst out from Yan Shen's body in an instant. At this moment, some swordsman monks present trembled. , As if on a pilgrimage, a roar of a knife echoed, forming a strange melody, as if resonating with Yan Shen.

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In the crowd, Wang Feng looked at the state of Yan Shen at the moment, and nodded with satisfaction. This is what he looks like as an elite disciple of the Immortal Sect. The realm of man and knife uniting is not something ordinary people can achieve.

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The so-called unity of man and knife means combining man and knife into one.

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Human beings have the Dao, which is to create all spirits; the sword has the Dao of the blade, which is to destroy all things.

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Humanity is called benevolence and swordsmanship is called destruction. Both have their own ways, but in the dark, there is an opportunity to link each other, and this opportunity is the unity of man and knife.

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At this moment, Yan Shen was in such a state. His whole spirit and energy had almost turned into the knife in front of him, and when he merged with the knife, he was the knife, and the knife was him.

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Being able to have such a realm means that Yanshen has already taken a big step in the way of the sword, and he is not far from the so-called realm of the swordsman.

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"Boom!"

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The blade trembled slightly, and the whistling sound shocked the world.

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The dazzling light of the knife rose into the sky, and the long knife in front of Yan Shen suddenly turned into ten long knives. Every time it trembled, an extremely domineering and sharp knife energy overflowed, making Yan Shen's whole body turned into a terrifying knife. area.

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One ten days turned into the sky, one ten knives shocked the world, Yan Shen and Huangfu Po Xiao broke out the offensive, which shocked everyone present.

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Is this... is it still the confrontation between the peak of the true king and the emperor of the red dust? How does it feel like the Saint Immortals are playing a game?

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"Boom!"

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In an instant, ten rounds of Haori and ten long knives collided together, and at the same time, Yan Shen and Huangfu Paxiao also collided. When ten rounds of Haori and ten long knives collided and bombarded each other, Yan Shen and the two had already fought each other. Hundreds of tricks, continuous roaring noises spread, the entire Jingyang Lake is full of scattered shadows.

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These shadows, sometimes staggered and collided, sometimes exploded with each other, like thunder, shocking people.

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"Crack!"

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Suddenly, a shattering sound overcame many roars and echoed across the entire Jingyang Lake.

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Huangfu's face changed dramatically, he looked up suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were full of fear, and he saw that his ten rounds of sunshine were gradually cut in half by Yanshen's ten long swords.

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"boom…!"

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One after another explosions resounded, and the ten rounds of bright sun exploded like fireworks, turned into fiery red light, and dissipated between the heaven and the earth, making this Jingyang Lake a dream.

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"Pfft!"

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Hao Ri was shattered, and the terrifying backlash force made Huangfu Paxiao's face turn pale. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"boom!"

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With a loud roar, Huangfu broke the dawn directly on the shore of Jingyang Lake, smashing a large hole in the ground, and countless gravel splashed on the lake, causing bursts of water.

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"Cough...cough!"

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Huangfu Po Xiaoqiang stood up and stood up from the pit, coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of horror, staring at the Yan Shen standing on the lake.

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He... lost?

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How... how is it possible!

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Incredible! Can not accept! As the dignified son of the Yangsheng Divine Race, he did his best to fight head-to-head, and was defeated by a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was at the peak of the true king. Huangfu could imagine that after today, he would become the object of ridicule by the world, and Yan Shen, He will also step on him and ascend to the supreme position of the younger generation in the God Realm.

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Many cultivators in the distance also had their faces changed drastically, their eyes fixed on Yan Shen standing with his hands behind his back, as if they were witnessing the birth of a supreme being of the younger generation.

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"ended!"

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"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being born in the Yangsheng Divine Race!"

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When everyone was trembling, Yan Shen made an indifferent voice, stepped on the lake, and walked towards Huangfu step by step towards dawn. With each step, a vortex formed on the lake under his feet, holding him firmly on the water. .

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Although Yan Shen never released any murderous intent, those indifferent words made everyone present feel a chill to the bone.

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Could it be that... the Divine Son of the Yangsheng Divine Race really fell today?

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In fact, although Huangfu Poxiao's displayed strength is already very terrifying, it is a pity that he met Yan Shen, an elite disciple of the Immortal Sect!

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This terrifying swordsman master!

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Huangfu broke the dawn looking at Yan Shen who was getting closer and closer, his face was full of unwillingness, but he didn't have any fear, some were just unwilling and angry at losing to Yan Shen.

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Such a gesture made Yan Shen frown. He always believed that no matter how firm his heart was, he would never be able to remain calm when facing death.

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Unless...he knew he wouldn't die?

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Thinking of this, Yan Shen's complexion changed slightly, and he wanted to step back.

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"Boom!"

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However, ~www.readwn.com~ a terrifying aura poured down like a river, and directly pressed him onto the lake. A burly figure descended from the sky, and that mighty power caused the entire lake to be turbulent.

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"The Heavenly Emperor Realm?!"

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Yan Shen gritted his teeth, this terrifying power made him feel as if his bones were about to be shattered, and there was a constant crackling sound.

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"The so-called Yangsheng Divine Race is nothing more than that!"

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"I beat the young, and the old came."

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"Can't you afford to lose?"

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Yan Shen stared at the Yangsheng Divine Race powerhouse in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and sneered, the sarcasm was something that anyone could feel, and the expressions of everyone present changed slightly. , how dare Yan Shen be so mocking? Are you really not afraid of death?

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"Courage is good!"

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Huangfu Xuanfeng glanced at Yan Shen and said indifferently.

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The aura on his body suddenly increased, causing Yan Shen to be in so much pain that his entire face was contorted.

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"Who dares to hurt my Immortal Sect disciple?"

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But at this moment, a loud shouting sound came from the distant sky, and then, ten figures flickered from the distant sky.

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"finally come!"

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Huangfu Xuanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth and said secretly.