When that supreme sword power appeared, the strong men on the other side camp also noticed it immediately.
The power of the sword is so familiar! Could it be...
Everyone was shocked, and a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in their minds——
The big boss of Sword Emperor City?
"It's the master's breath!"
The young master was shaken all over and made a judgment immediately. His Taoist sword was clanging.
The sword chant stirred the sky.
"Isn't that existence already gone? How could it be..."
Mr. Gou Chen couldn't believe it.
But that supreme sword power cannot be faked, it is indeed unique to the great master of Sword Emperor City!
"Is it him?"
"Isn't he dead?"
"If so, that would be great..."
At this moment, the three originators of Sanqingguan, the ancestor of Demon Sect, the ancestor of Confucianism and other powerful people were also shocked and surprised.
Seeing the great master's inner demon burning himself, he was about to fight to the death, but a power belonging to the great master himself appeared.
Just the power of the sword shocked the entire audience. Who could not be shocked and surprised by such a change?
The frontline battlefield is extremely vast and vast, like a land of chaos.
The battle between the other side camp and the alien clan was extremely brutal and bloody, plunging this chaotic land into collapse and turmoil.
There is bloodshed everywhere.
But with the appearance of this supreme sword, the entire frontline battlefield was enveloped in an oppressive atmosphere.
Even the ongoing war was affected.
Both sides of the battle became restrained, looking for the source of the supreme sword power.
Then, everyone saw that at some point, a man in cloth robe appeared next to the great master's inner demon.
The inner demon is being besieged by a large number of strong men from foreign lands and is in a precarious situation. This is why he decided to fight with his life before.
But now.
His entire aura was suppressed and he could no longer fight.
No need to work hard anymore.
Because, the man in cloth robe is here.
As the man in cloth robe appeared, attacks from all directions, no matter how taboo and terrifying magical powers or treasures with unpredictable power, were all blocked within three feet of the man in cloth robe.
As for the inner demon in the first life, if it is within three feet, it will naturally not be affected in any way.
One person is like a mountain, sheltering you from the wind and rain!
"It turns out that it is the power of Taoism left by the original body... I thought that the original body was just like Xiao Jian, living a second life..."
When the inner demons of the first life suddenly came to light, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Before, he almost thought that his true self was not dead.
And now, he already knows the truth.
At this moment, the two opposing camps had already discovered that the man in the cloth robe had exactly the same appearance as the inner demon in the first life, and they deduced many things from this.
"He is really the eldest master of Sword Emperor City!"
"It seems like it's just a force of Taoism, not its true self..."
"That's right. If the old man is still alive, how could he possibly have the reincarnation of Su Yi?"
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The gray-clothed monk's frown slowly relaxed, and the shock in his eyes disappeared.
It turned out to be just a force of Taoism.
The gray-clothed monk's expression returned to calm. After all, he was not the real person, but just a little bit.
After the man in cloth robe appeared, he remained silent.
Just like before, he ignored the battle taking place on the frontline battlefield.
He didn't pay attention to anyone around him.
He only stared at the inner demons he had left back then, as if to see how much his inner demons had changed after such a long time.
The inner demon couldn't bear it at first.
He is such a talkative person, how can he bear this kind of silence?
He couldn't help but curse and said: "What are you looking at? Is there anything good to see? You don't recognize your inner demon anymore? Bah! No, if I had chosen the path I wanted back then, you would have been the inner demon!"
The words are not polite.
The man in cloth robe withdrew his gaze, did not say a word, and fell into deep thought.
The inner demon said with a headache: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to say anything to me, then go kill the enemy! Didn't you see how arrogant those guys in the foreign land are?"
He understands how silent this deity is, he is like a dull gourd with his mouth cut off.
But understanding is understanding. As a chatty inner demon, I can't bear this!
From all directions, the formidable enemies were taking action freely, trying to break through the power that the cloth-robed man could resist three feet away from his body.
The battle on the entire frontline battlefield was still fierce, and it did not stop because of the appearance of the man in cloth robe. Both parties stopped.
"good."
When the inner demon heard this word suddenly, he couldn't help but be startled, and almost suspected that he heard it wrong.
Immediately I realized that I heard correctly.
Because the man in cloth robe has already taken action.
He took one step forward.
The supreme sword power that shrouded the world suddenly produced a strange roar like a scream.
Wow!
Throughout the entire frontline battlefield, every sword cultivator's Taoist swords trembled with clang.
Thousands of swords resounded in unison, resounding throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.
The young master suddenly laughed, and his figure suddenly turned into a ray of light and swept into his body.
Its body roared up, pierced through time and space, and appeared in the palm of the cloth-robed man in an instant.
The Taoist sword is three feet long, like a clear clear autumn water.
The road is prosperous and life is small and happy.
This is the sword that the great master is most proud of.
But with a sword in his hand, the man in cloth robe seemed to have changed into a different person.
An indescribable aura of terror and killing spread over him, like a storm that reached through the sky and covered the entire frontline battlefield.
The power of the sword alone was so oppressive that the enemies from all directions were forced to retreat, as if they were being pushed across by a sacred mountain, almost suffocating!
Those powerful enemies will all change their color.
So strong!
Everyone on the other side camp was moved.
On the other side of the Celestial Clan from a foreign land, everyone's backs were running cold and their faces looked in disbelief.
Who is this swordsman?
It's obviously just a force of Taoism, but how can a sword be so terrifying?
In the foreign Celestial Clan camp outside the battlefield, the gray-clothed monk's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly let out a low cry: "Retreat!"
One word, like thunder from the sky, resounded across the front lines and battlefields, causing stars to appear in front of many people's eyes.
When the voice echoed, the man in cloth robe raised his Dao sword at will.
For a moment, under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, dense sword aura suddenly appeared under the sky on the frontline battlefield.
Every sword energy emits a heart-stopping, sharp aura.
There was no need to remind them that the powerful foreign celestial beings who were distributed in different areas of the frontline battlefield all had an instinctive sense of crisis and retreated without hesitation.
But in the end it was a step too late.
Then the man in cloth robe slashed down with his sword.
There was a heavy downpour on the entire frontline battlefield.
It was a dense sword energy.
Countless cracks were torn out in the void, and the shocking sword light exploded like countless scorching suns, blooming with endless flames.
Under this torrential rain of swords, many strong men from the foreign heavenly clan had no time to dodge and were killed on the spot.
Or the body explodes.
Or become distraught.
Or be directly wiped out as a calamity!
Immediately, frightened screams and roars rang out.
The blood is like a landslide and a tsunami, spreading crazily in the rain of incomparably sharp swords.
Some powerful men from the foreign land clan with terrifying fighting prowess tried their best to resist and fled towards the battlefield.
But those sword rains were too dense, covering the sky and the earth. No matter where they fled, they would be bombarded one after another.
As a result, even those powerful enemies with terrifying combat power suffered heavy casualties, with people falling on the battlefield one after another.
When the sword rain in the sky suddenly stopped.
Only dozens of people escaped from the frontline battlefield, and everyone was injured, which was extremely miserable.
On the other side of the camp, everyone stopped and stood there, with shock on their brows and turmoil in their hearts.
In fact, they had to stop because the enemies scattered on the frontline battlefield were all dead and could not run away!
"This...is actually true?"
Mr. Gou Chen was a little dazed and couldn't believe it for a moment.
A sword slashed out, and there was a torrent of sword rain.
When the sword rain suddenly stopped, nearly two hundred enemies were killed, and even dozens of enemies who escaped were seriously injured!
This is simply like a miracle.
It should be noted that even ordinary Taoist ancestors are not qualified to participate in this battle on the frontline battlefield.
In the past few years, the other side camp has suffered heavy casualties. Now, adding all the old guys together, there are only more than a hundred people.
Similarly, the combat forces dispatched by the alien Celestial Clan camp are all big shots with terrifying combat capabilities.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to force the camp on the other side to this point?
But now, the eldest master of Sword Emperor City has killed nearly two hundred enemies with just one sword strike. Who wouldn't be shocked by this?
Who can believe it for a moment?
The ancestor-level existences of Hidden World Mountain, Sanqing Temple, Demon Sect and other forces were almost stunned at this moment.
The atmosphere on the entire frontline battlefield was deathly silent.
Even in the alien Celestial Clan camp, all the enemies were stunned and their hands and feet felt cold.
It is unimaginable that this is the power that can be released with one sword!
In the void, dense cracks remain, like criss-crossing void ravines, suspended over the frontline battlefield.
The earth was also filled with shocking devastation, soaked in boiling blood.
Broken treasure fragments were scattered in every corner of the battlefield.
Everything was silently telling how terrifying the power of the sword just now was.
Chen Pu's eyes showed admiration. A long time ago, his father had mentioned more than once that there were very few people he admired in his life.
And my uncle, who is the eldest boss of Sword Emperor City, is one of them.
However, as a junior, Chen Pu has never witnessed the grand master's style with his own eyes.
Until now, when Chen Pu saw the grace of this sword, he finally understood why someone as powerful as his father would admire his uncle so much!
Seeing this, the inner demon of the first life twitched the corners of his lips, about to say something.
However, they saw that the man in cloth robe had already taken a step forward, and his figure suddenly left the frontline battlefield and appeared in front of the alien Celestial Clan camp!
Suddenly, everyone in the camp on the other side opened their eyes wide and their hearts surged. They all understood what the great master of Sword Emperor City was going to do next.
On the other side of the alien Celestial Clan camp, the young monk shrank his eyes and finally stopped staying out of the matter and took action himself.