Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

"The Patriarch has drawn his sword!"

"The Patriarch has drawn his sword!"

After seeing the jade, the Xuanyuan family disciples all around suddenly shouted excitedly, their momentum soaring to the sky, and they were no longer afraid of the army of monsters in front of them.

Chen Qingzhou used all his strength to chop down a fat relic, with a critical hit and split, killing more than a dozen fat relic that were like headless flies with one strike. He asked loudly: "Brother! What are you doing, senior?"

Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes were full of brilliance, "I haven't seen my father's Wuxin Jade Sword for many years."

"Heartless Jade Sword?"

Chen Qingzhou understood that this Wuxin Jade Sword must be the same as Xuanyuan Boyue's Nine Yang Jade Sword, made of spiritual stone and activated by internal force. However, since it was wielded by the Sword God of Southern Yunnan, it must be extraordinary.

I saw the white Wuxin Jade Sword getting longer and longer, reaching four feet, and finally turned into a sword shape, shining brightly, emitting a dazzling white light.

Although everyone is in danger, they can't help but look forward to it. How powerful will the Sword God of Southern Yunnan be when he makes his move again after so many years?

Chen Qingzhou and the others were struggling to resist the monsters, but suddenly they felt the pressure greatly reduced. The thousands of fat creatures seemed to be stimulated by the strong white light. They turned a blind eye to others and suddenly rushed towards Xuanyuan Sword Emperor!

Xuanyuan Changqing and Li Jianting flew to the left and right to help, trying to protect the patriarch, but they saw Xuanyuan Sword Emperor floating in the air, with no fear on his face, holding the sword upright in his right hand in front of his chest, with two fingers of his left hand pressing on the sword, muttering something.

Suddenly, white light appeared around him and quickly formed a light shield to protect his whole body. The fat remnants rushed forward at full speed and crashed into the light shield, which shattered into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, scaring everyone to retreat quickly.

Chen Qingzhou admired in his heart, he had just seen Fei Yi's hard scales, and even with the power of Wanzhong Sword, he couldn't cut it into pieces. Most of the time, he was killed by the continuous loss of blood by "Zhan Xin". However, the light shield created by Xuanyuan Sword Emperor's internal energy had such a magical effect, which showed how profound his skills were.

Everyone felt relieved upon seeing this, believing that the Xuanyuan family master's unique skill would ensure that he would be invincible.

Xuanyuan Sword Emperor did not continue to stand still, but suddenly changed his sword moves. With the movement of his hand gestures, a strong light shot out from the top of the white light shield, instantly piercing through countless fat creatures. The light beam was like a signal arrow, rushing straight into the sky, but no one knew who he was asking for help?

This sudden change suddenly frightened Fei Yi's army. They stopped their offensive and flapped their wings in unison, making a strange "rustling" sound, as if they wanted to summon out all the demons in Thousand Demon Ridge and kill these ignorant humans in one fell swoop!

Looking at the extremely strong beam of light shooting into the sky, Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes widened, revealing an extremely rare look of shock.

Chen Qingzhou also realized that this sword was exactly the Sword Fengyun used by Xuanyuan Sword Emperor before!

If the Xuanyuan Dingtian Style is the foundation of the Xuanyuan family, then the Eight Desolate Sword Qi is the basis of its reputation. Only by learning all eight sword moves can one be able to steal the heavens' tricks, integrate them into one's knowledge, and use the last move, "Eight Swords Flying Together", and from then on enter the realm of Sword God, roaming the universe, and unstoppable by gods and ghosts.

However, the Xuanyuan family has passed down from generation to generation that only the head of the family can practice the last three styles of the Eight Desolate Sword Qi. Other disciples, including some talented people with strong personalities but who are not suitable for the position of head of the family, have no chance to see them. This has also hindered the development of Xuanyuan swordsmanship to a certain extent. Therefore, except for the ancestor Xuanyuan Wuhen, no one else can learn all eight styles of sword techniques and let this pinnacle martial arts shine in the world.

Seeing that they could not break through the protective qi of Xuanyuan Sword Emperor, the Feiyi army around them was no longer in a hurry to attack. They continued to flap their wings, summoning more and more monsters to come and besiege, ready to go, actually wanting to kill the enemy in one battle.

Xuanyuan Changqing and the others all knew that the wind and clouds of the sword move were just the accumulation of cold wind and condensed dark clouds. As the sky darkened again, the momentum of the sword moves was basically formed.

"Sword shoots lightning!"

Everyone looked at the white-haired old man whose voice was as loud as a bell in the air with longing eyes.

Xuanyuan Sword Emperor had enough luck. The light beam disappeared with a "whoosh" and shot completely into the sky that was as thick as heavy ink. The power of lightning was faintly revealed. The dark clouds in the sky were about to explode, and "crackling" sounds came one after another. There was a wailing in the world, as if it was a sign of doomsday.

At this moment, thousands of fat relics could not stop trembling, as if out of instinct. They did not dare to make the slightest movement in the face of the might of heaven and earth. They looked around for a place to hide, as if they realized that a catastrophe was not far away!

Following the guidance of the jade sword in Xuanyuan Sword Emperor's hand, suddenly, the whole universe exploded with light!

Along with the sound of thunder and lightning, thousands of lightning bolts shot out from the dark clouds and struck the mortal world with the force of thunder!

When the thunder struck from the sky, the fat relics that were scattered all over the mountains and hovering in the air were the first to be hit. They were hit by the lightning one after another, exploding in sparks and instantly turning into debris and ashes, with no bones or scales left!

Under the dark clouds, countless silver lightning shuttled between the clouds, illuminating the dark world as bright as day. If you look at it from a distance, it would probably be a beautiful picture.

One man, one sword, one world.

Ghosts are crying, gods are howling, and demons are dying!

"God..."

Chen Qingzhou was so shocked that he was speechless when he saw those invulnerable monsters blooming in the air like fireworks.

"Falling Thunder Immortal Slaying Formation, what a grand formation!"

Everyone nodded. Looking at the power of this formation, the name of "Falling Thunder to Kill the Immortals" was indeed true.

Everyone was marveling at the thundering methods of the Sword God of Southern Yunnan, until the ground around them was turned into scorched earth by the lightning. Only then did they react and quickly used their magic weapons to find a way to survive.

Chen Qingzhou pulled Qianyu desperately and swung the Wanzhong Sword continuously. Fortunately, the material of the sword was neither gold nor stone and was not conductive. But even so, his right arm was still numb from the lightning strike. He was afraid that he would not be able to control it if he was hit a few more times.

In the sky on the other side, the white figure is still the master of this world. With a mere seven-foot mortal body, he can rely on the wisdom and skills of countless wise men to reach such a state of unity between man and nature, and draw on the power of gods for his own use. It is really incredible!

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Fei Yi was reduced to ashes and countless people died tragically, but Fei Yi's army in the south was still as endless as a mudslide and flood, with no sign of weakening.

Xuanyuan Sword Emperor knew that if he continued like this he would only kill more Feiyi and he would eventually run out of energy. He frowned and thought about a countermeasure.

Seeing that everyone had scattered and almost found a place to hide, Xuanyuan Sword Emperor no longer hesitated. The Wuxin Jade Sword spun like a disk in his hand. Under the influence of the whirlwind, the lightning from the sky gradually gathered around him without being emitted.

After a while, a huge ball of lightning appeared in the air, and in the end it was almost as bright as the sun and the moon. Under the shining light, everyone could no longer see the figure of Xuanyuan Sword Emperor.