Great Sword Master

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

The strongest collision, the shocking momentum shook the arena endlessly, the whole arena seemed to be about to collapse, the pillars around were filled with rays of light, and the shadows of talismans emerged, reinforcing the arena to prevent it from being blown up.

One after another, the shadows of weapons broke through the air and killed Yuan Chengdao.

It was the unique magical power of Tianbingmen, the Fabing Jue, combined with the high-level divine power possessed by Wang Tianbing, which complemented each other.

Especially after the display of the divine Dharma, the level of Fabing Jue was directly raised to a higher level.

The 100-meter giant stood in the sky and earth, exuding endless domineering power, the fighting spirit was shocking, fighting against the sky, the earth, and all living beings.

This is the amazing power of the Hunyuan War Heaven Body.

One after another, the swords, spears, swords, and halberds that were as solid as substance broke through the air and killed, but were smashed by Yuan Chengdao's punch after punch. Each punch was like a meteorite falling from the sky, domineering and extremely violent.

"I don't believe that you can outlast me after consuming most of your strength."

Wang Tianbing growled with a ferocious face.

He burst out with all his strength without any reservation, and even used a secret method to improve his strength.

The aura on Wang Tianbing's body suddenly increased sharply.

"The Art of Slaying Soldiers... Thousand Soldiers Shattering the Sky!"

Amid the growl, the divine appearance trembled endlessly, the light was vast, and it spread to the void. There were countless swords, spears and halberds that kept ringing, attracting countless people's attention.

The duel between the high-level divine and the quasi-supreme divine was undoubtedly very attractive.

After all, there was no such level of fighting on other stages.

The terrifying might covered the entire stage, and also completely covered Yuan Chengdao.

Yuan Chengdao's face changed drastically.

If it was in its heyday, he would naturally be fearless and could smash it.

However, he fought twelve battles in a row, each of which was at least at the level of Great Perfection of the Transcendent Realm, and he consumed his own strength intentionally, resulting in only a few percent of his strength left. He also fought fiercely with Wang Tianbing, consuming more and leaving little strength.

One after another, the weapons that seemed to be solid broke through the air, but were shattered by Yuan Chengdao one after another.

Thousands of weapons came and were shattered one after another. Yuan Chengdao was also constantly repelled. The more he consumed his strength, the people of the Huntian Sect under the ring showed nervous expressions one by one, and Tuoba Wuxiang and the elders clenched their fists.

Yuan Chengdao is the descendant of the bloodline of the War Emperor, with extraordinary talent and a promising future.

No matter what, he can't die here.

Otherwise, even if he gets 100,000 kilograms of top-grade spiritual source or even hundreds of kilograms of top-grade spiritual source, it can't make up for it.

Quasi-supreme-level supernatural powers, especially the top quasi-supreme-level supernatural powers, the Huntian Sect has only produced the second one since the Huntian War Emperor.

There are only four people in the entire Eastern Wilderness who possess the quasi-supreme divine power.

How rare and precious.

Even in the Central Plains, people who possess the quasi-supreme divine power are extremely precious.

That is not something that can be measured by the best spiritual source.

"Chengdao, admit defeat quickly." Tuoba Wuxiang couldn't help but send a voice message again.

But Yuan Chengdao didn't have the slightest thought of admitting defeat.

He would rather die in battle than admit defeat. This is the persistence engraved in his bones and the belief of the Hunyuan War Heavenly Body.

Thousands of weapons were blasted to pieces.

The 100-meter phantom on Yuan Chengdao's body became more and more illusory and fluctuated, as if it would collapse at any time.

Yuan Chengdao himself was extremely pale, his aura was extremely weak, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he was about to fall.

Wang Tianbing was also pale and extremely ferocious.

He stared at Yuan Chengdao with disbelief. His attack could not defeat him.

Is this... the terrifying power of the quasi-supreme level?

If the opponent is in his prime, he will not be his opponent.

But, now that things have come to this, there is no way back.

Surrender?

Impossible!

Because the opponent is from the Huntian Sect, and the Huntian Sect is the culprit who destroyed the Tianbing Sect, and the hatred is irreconcilable.

"Master, help me."

Wang Tianbing spoke consciously, and no one knew.

Immediately, a force quietly permeated from his body, and then the whole person seemed to be burning, and the originally declining aura rose again, but people could not tell the truth, thinking that he had performed some secret method.

As the divine Dharma shook, a giant knife suddenly condensed out of thin air, bursting out with unparalleled terrifying power, and fiercely slammed towards Yuan Chengdao.

Killing intent, without reservation.

"Kill him!"

The first holy master of Tianyuan Holy Land clenched his fists involuntarily.

If Yuan Chengdao was killed, the Huntian Sect would really be eradicated.

After all, now that the energy of heaven and earth has revived, once the Hun Tian Sect lacks a leader, it will inevitably fall behind other forces in the subsequent competition, and eventually decline and disappear.

The giant knife broke through the air and killed.

Yuan Chengdao summoned the last bit of strength he had left and punched out.

The 100-meter phantom on his body also punched out with all his strength, and the moment it blocked the giant knife, the phantom also shattered.

Yuan Chengdao flew backwards and fell onto the ring.

Tuoba Wuxiang flashed and immediately protected Yuan Chengdao, lest someone suddenly kill him and kill him here.

In this case, we have to be on guard.

Wang Tianbing's eyes flashed with regret for not killing Yuan Chengdao.

However, he still felt happy and excited to defeat Yuan Chengdao.

“Hahahaha, the people of Huntian Sect are just like this.” Wang Tianbing laughed heartily, and swept his eyes across the Huntian Sect’s camp with disdain: “Come on, who else in your Huntian Sect, come up and fight me.”

This is a direct provocation by naming.

"Sect Master, I'm going to kill him."

A Transcendent Realm Xiaocheng said in a condensed voice.

With Wang Tianbing's current state, there is still a possibility of killing him.

Even if it doesn't work, it can be defeated.

"No!"

Tuoba Wuxiang stopped him.

So what if he defeated or even killed Wang Tianbing?

They would definitely be killed by Tianyuan Holy Land and others. Such a loss would be too great for the Huntian Sect.

That thousand kilograms of top-grade spiritual source, don’t worry.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wang Tianbing burst out laughing.

"Is this the level of the so-called super powerful Huntian Sect?"

"Huntian Sect...doesn't anyone dare to fight me?"

"Is there anyone left in the Huntian Sect?"

Wang Tianbing's voice was louder and louder, resounding throughout the world.

"Bear it!"

Tuoba Wuxiang said in a condensed voice, and his voice reached the ears of every Huntian Sect member.

He is the sect leader, and he must consider the continuation and inheritance of the sect.

This is also the calmness that a sect leader must have.

Otherwise, if the leader of a sect is not calm, something may happen to that sect at any time, and eventually it will either fall apart or be destroyed by war.

"Who said I have no one in Huntian Sect?"

A majestic and mighty sound suddenly came from the distant sky, like a strong wind sweeping through, a torrent bursting its banks, or like thunder shaking the heaven and earth.

Everyone in the Huntian Sect was startled. They felt that the voice seemed a bit familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere.

Involuntarily, everyone turned around and stared away.

In the sky, there was a bright golden light that filled half of the sky. A majestic power spread along with the bright and boundless golden light, like a raging wave.

Such an astonishing vision and power immediately alarmed everyone.

"What's that?"

"That looks like a lion?"

"A golden lion?"

The golden lion is about ten meters in size, which is quite a big body. It is running through the air. It is full of power and domineering. It attracts everyone's attention immediately, so that everyone sees it at first sight.

"What a big golden lion."

"I heard that there is a demon clan in Middle Earth, the Golden Lion clan. Could it be that..."

"No, look, there's someone on the back of that golden lion."

"Who is that?"

For a time, many people recognized that figure and their eyes shrank.

"Chen Feng!"

"Isn't that Chen Feng, the young sect of the Huntian Sect? Isn't it rumored that he has died?"

"Chen Feng...it turns out to be Chen Feng, and he is still alive."

For a moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically, especially those from Tianyuan Holy Land, Juejian Palace and Seven Kills Palace.