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Chapter two hundred and sixty fifth potential pressure

Sword stance.

That is the embodiment of the highest level of swordsmanship.

Those who have a profound swordsmanship can be called masters of swordsmanship, and those who have a realm of swordsmanship can be called swordsmanship. After the swordsmanship has reached the level of condensed swordsmanship...

That is beyond people's understanding and can be called a sword immortal.

The sword immortal Feiyue is the best manifestation of the sword power.

When Wang Lian condensed his sword power, he had already triggered Wan Jian to conquer the sect. Now, after more than a month of precipitation, his sword power realm has been completely stabilized. The perfect fusion of the life magnetic field and the vital energy magnetic field, and the intersection of spiritual will and sword will have turned his sword power into a pinnacle existence.

Perhaps Wan Yifeng, Chang Jian and others have good sword will, and they are all masters of sword skills. Some of the best have even understood the unity of man and nature and are called saints in the sword. However, in front of Wang Lian, a sword force that has melted the magnetic field of heaven and earth into his own, no matter how strong the sword will is, it is not worth mentioning.

It’s like no matter how many wooden swords there are, they cannot defeat the magical sword cast by Bailian Lite.

In front of Wang Lian's sword force, the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Sword Formation was not even qualified to break through his sword force field.

"Sword power...this is the power of the sword power!?"

A chill flashed in Huo Tianlong's eyes, but he was unwilling to admit defeat like this. Once he lost, he would lose the entire future of the Yujian Sect.

"Take all your strength! Tianlei Sword!"

Huo Tianlong roared, and a sharp sword energy suddenly burst out from him. Then he saw a sharp sword emitting a terrifying edge and his mind united and slashed down at full speed. The sharpness emitted from the sharp sword was so strong that even the Fenglei Sword that Wang Lian had previously strengthened by diamonds was far from comparable to it!

"Hmm? Legendary Divine Sword!?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Lian's eyes finally changed.

The next moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly rose from his body, and the powerful sword swept through the void, instantly catching the power of the magnetic field of the heaven and earth. For a moment, a suffocating oppression emerged in the space of a hundred meters centered on him. Wan Yifeng and Chang Jian felt in his vision that there seemed to be a towering giant sword with a diameter of more than a hundred meters, like a pillar of the sky, standing up to the sky, exuding a vast and infinite pressure, which crazily impacted their spiritual will and crushed their spiritual realm. It seemed that as long as the giant sword pressed down slightly, they could be wiped out.

The feeling of despair and suffocation almost made them want to bow their heads and kneel down immediately, and they dared not have the heart to fight against this terrifying giant sword.

"Display it for me!"

Huo Tianlong roared, and his energy seemed to have reached its peak. The legendary magic sword seemed to be a meteor burning with flames, carrying the tragic aura of both jade and stone burning and unreturning, and blasted into Wang Lian's terrifying giant sword that stretched hundreds of meters across. With a momentum like a bamboo, it tore the terrifying sword with a diameter of hundreds of meters one by one, and shot and killed Wang Lian, who was at the center of the sword's range.

"Storm Sword! That is the legendary sword of our sword gate, Storm Sword!"

Unstoppable surprise shouts burst out from the direction of the Yujianmen.

Twenty meters! Fifteen meters! Ten meters! Five meters! Four meters...

Near! Near! Near...

One meter!

Inspired by Huo Tianlong's terrifying will, this legendary magic sword tore up the sword force of Wang Lian's full-explosion, killing one meter before Wang Lian!

"Hurry! Let's take all our strength to assist Master Huo!"

Huo Beixing shouted loudly and made a quick decision. In addition to Huo Tianlong's six supreme swords, the remaining thirteen supreme treasures shot out at the same time, bombarding the vast sword force that covered the hundreds of meters in front of the King's refining with thunder.

Under the full force of these thirteen Supreme Swords, Wang Lian's sword force fluctuated violently. The legendary sword, which had already become difficult to move one meter before Wang Lian, once again tore forward half a meter away. The sharp sword energy stirred Wang Lian's clothes, making his robe sound.

"The Heavenly Sword has no return!"

Seeing that the last half meter seemed to be a natural barrier between Wang Lian and their sword-controlled sect, Huo Tianlong roared and his face turned flushed. Spirit and essence seemed to be burning at this moment under the urging of the taboo method. A towering a mountain, as if approaching the level of the peerless third level of energy filled the universe. The air waves burst out from him, causing the floor of the place where he stood to ashes.

"Kill me!"

"Boom!"

The sword force shook violently. The Storm God Sword, which had already killed one meter before the King's Refining, burst out with dazzling sword light, and the sharp sword energy roared and burst into pieces, tearing towards the sword force in front, like a terrifying storm, raging across the board.

But the torn sword energy often cannot fly out of a foot, as if it is hit by an irresponsible force, and it will be wiped out on the spot, without any armor left. If it weren't for the deep sword marks left on the ground, people would probably have doubted whether these sword energy exists.

Although these sword energy were constantly derived and shot, and were crushed and destroyed by the sword force, the Storm God Sword, which was stuck in front of the King's Refining, was actually moving forward again and pushing forward...

"This...this..."

All the masters who witnessed this scene, whether they were disciples of the Yujian Sect, or the Kunlun Sect who came with Wang Lian, looked at the thirty-one supreme swords frozen in the void, and the Storm God Sword that was struggling forward and pushed towards Wang Lian, and felt that their breathing was almost frozen.

This is the confrontation between the top strong men!?

This is the collision between the sword-Yujian Sect and the sword-wielding force of Wang Lian and his own!?

Wang Lian...

He actually used his power to hold the power of the sword force to suppress the sword gate to such an extent!?

"It's a little bit! It's a little bit!"

All the disciples of the sword-Yujian Sect looked at the Storm Sword that was constantly approaching the vital points of Wang Lian's eyebrows, and kept shouting, and their hearts seemed to be about to jump out of their throats.

Approach! Approach! The sharpness of the legendary sword is constantly approaching!

But after all...

This legendary magic sword stopped when it was one finger away from Wang Lian...

Huo Tianlong used the taboo secret method Tianjian Wuhui to push his cultivation to the level of the third level of the world in a short period of time. However, this approach was limited in time. But now, the time has come, and the last finger distance has become a natural barrier that Yujian Sect can never cross, completely determining the future fate of Yujian Sect.

"Is that all!?"

Wang Lian said slowly, and then, holding the sword hilt of Yinglong, he raised his right hand, which had not yet drawn his sword out of the sheath, stretched out his two fingers, clamping the legendary sword in the sword gate that was only one finger away, and then...

The destructive sword intent that had been practiced but was not yet fully matured was slammed into the Storm God Sword!

"Puff!"

Huo Tianlong, who had already used the taboo method, had gradually begun to explode, could no longer resist the spiritual bombardment from the Storm God Sword. After the will attached to the Sword was defeated, his true energy went wild, and a mouthful of blood was spit out, and he staggered and fell down.

"Boom!"

As Huo Tianlong defeated, the balance was instantly broken. The sword force that was originally focused on dealing with Huo Tianlong's Storm Sword exploded in full swing. Before the king's refinement, it was thirty-one supreme swords two meters or three meters away, and it was shocked at the same time, as if it was bombarded by a huge force, and it exploded in the opposite direction in all directions, inserted heavily into the ground, the sky, the beams, and the building, shattering the floor on the ground, the beams collapsed, the walls burst, and the range of hundreds of meters was in chaos.

The Supreme Sword, which was attached to the mind, was severely injured. The other six peerless powerful men of the Yujian Sect also screamed and their bodies swayed. Some people could not control the pouring of true qi. The true qi directly reversed, and the blood surged upwards, and blood spitted out. Even Wan Yifeng and Chang Jian, the second-level peerless masters, were pale and obviously suffered heavy damage.

"Uncle Master!"

"The Master of the Sect..."

"Master, how are you?"

The bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the powerful Zhou Tian, ​​the sword-Yuan Sect who was faintly matched with the thirty-six people of the Kunlun Sect. At this time, these people no longer had to confront the Kunlun Sect, and quickly stepped forward to support their sect elders, and at the same time quickly assisted them in taking healing pills.

And Wang Lian...

Still standing proudly in the center of the square.

Although the square with a hundred meters centered on him had long been broken by the cutting of the sword energy of the scattered sword energy, he himself had no scars, and even his clothes had no damage.

He just stood there, standing in the center of everyone, holding the inherited treasure of the sword gate with one hand - the Storm God Sword.

He looked handsome and young, but the pressure brought by this moment suffocated many elders and deacons of the sword sect.

At this moment, no one had any doubts about the strength of the third person on the peerless list.

"Wang Lian...King Kunlun King...Yi Jian Saint King..."

Huo Beixing, who had a little breath, said these three names and felt bitter in his heart.

Failed!

The seven peerless powerful men of the Yujian Sect used thousands of swords to surround Wang Lian, but were still defeated!

and……

A complete defeat!

The seven peerless strong men were connected with their minds. The supreme sword tempered by their essence and blood were all shocked and injured. The seven of them were also injured and their true energy was distracted. Their strength was probably not half as good as usual. If Wang Lian wanted to kill them at this time, all seven of them would have a way out.

Once the seven of them died... the Yujian Sect lost the peerless strongman, and the backbone level was weaker than the Kunlun Sect...

The Yujian Sect was taken over by the Kunlun Sect as Yujian Peak, which is definitely not just empty talk.

"Is there any more to continue?"

Wang Lian glanced at Huo Tianlong, who had come to his senses after swallowing the wound medicine, and asked lightly.

Huo Tianlong, who was supported by a disciple, looked at Wan Yifeng with a pale face, then looked at Chang Jian, who was still bloodstained at the corner of his mouth, and four other peerless powerful men from the Yujian Sect who were in different injuries. Even if they were so upset in their hearts that they still had to admit a fact...
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