Everyone held their breath and their hairs stood up.
In particular, Yin Shixing and the others felt that this sword aura was terrifying, surpassing everyone, with the smell of splitting everything, breaking through the chaos, and blasting along the way, as if stars burst into pieces.
This kind of sword aura is terrible, and swordsmanship is powerful.
They were extremely fortunate, because this sword aura was directed towards Xia Ping, not against them, otherwise they would not even have time to react, and would be cut apart in an instant, with no corpse.
"Master, be careful, this is the supreme swordsmanship of Jianhe Clan-Void Cutting!"
The green cow immediately yelled: "This is one of the supreme swordsman powers of the sword and crane clan of the Western Universe. It combines the power of the void, the energy of gold, the way of cutting, and then the mysterious mechanism of yin and yang, and the five elements. It is infinitely powerful.
Once activated, it would be a lore-killing swordsmanship, tearing the void, a sword for thousands of miles, shattering the stars, and the rest of the generation will be instantly beheaded and destroyed the soul. "
"Oh, it's a bit capable."
Xia Ping didn't even look at it. With a flick of his finger, a terrifying vigor ejected out, condensed into the essence, containing an idol, shaking the sky, shaking the void, and colliding with it.
Boom!
Immediately, the sword qi that came from the blast was blasted to shreds in an instant, and it was completely shaken into a mass of vitality.
"Jianhe Clan-Crane XIII."
With a swish, a monster with the appearance of a white crane came out of the void. He was three feet tall, and his whole body was like a sword that pierced the sky.
When it walked, the surrounding air was cut apart, unable to approach, forming a kind of domain, even the sword aura was too sharp, and even the space was slightly fragmented, and many small spatial cracks appeared.
Anyone can see that this is definitely a great master of kendo, who has understood the supreme kendo profound meaning of the unity of human and sword, the body fits the way, and the body transforms the sword.
The opponent's every move is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and a movement of the mind can instantly inspire thousands of sword auras, bombard and kill the enemy, invincible.
"So strong."
Everyone was shocked. They all knew that Jianhe tribe was a famous monster race in the Western Universe. Every member of Jianhe tribe was a true genius of swordsmanship. He was born with sword bones, and he practiced swordsmanship.
The Jianhe tribe is also one of the most powerful races in the Western Universe. It kills Wushuang with sturdy combat power, and has faintly approached the level of the beast.
This crane thirteen is even more famous genius of the Jianhe family, a true peerless master, a mid-stage Dharma Realm great ability, who has created impressive achievements, and is hailed as one of the geniuses most likely to become a demon sage.
"Jianhe Clan, Crane Thirteen!"
Xia Ping squinted his eyes and looked at the other person: "You are a member of the Jianhe clan, you and I have no grievances, why come here, do you want to kill me too?"
"You can't kill without grievances and grudges?"
He Shisan sneered: "But I do have a reason to kill you, because I heard that you are a peerless genius of the human race. Only when you return to the true realm, you can kill the power of the magic phase realm. Even Lang Beijiang will die in your hands. This is just right. .
I have practiced Jianhe Clan’s peerless swordsmanship—Thirteen Swords of Slaughter. This kind of peerless sword skill, one sword is stronger than one, but if you want to cultivate to the highest level, you need to fight with peerless masters, a battle of life and death.
It needs to devour the combat experience, mana, flesh and blood, and soul of peerless masters. The more people killed, the greater the potential and the stronger the strength, then the more powerful the swordsmanship.
And you are honored to be chosen by me as the soul of the sword of this swordsmanship, and become the stepping stone and nourishment for my promotion to the demon saint. Don't worry, I kill people very quickly. One sword thing guarantees that you will not feel any pain, and you will die instantly. This is my kindness as a swordsman. "
It is condescending, extremely arrogant, and it seems that it doesn't put anyone in its eyes. Even if it comes to kill Xia Ping, it just treats Xia Ping as his own stepping stone, a small obstacle before being promoted to Demon Sage, it's nothing.
"He Shisan, stop it, the head of this human genius belongs to Gu Nan."
At this moment, a thick, rampant voice came over.
Everyone immediately looked over and found a tall young man dressed in ancient animal skins and a long knife on his back appeared in front of them. He was filled with wild aura, as if he had come out of the tribe.
His whole person is like the same peerless sword, with the sword's energy vertical and horizontal, breaking through the ages, killing the sky, shaking Kyushu, as if standing in front of him, he would be torn by the sword's energy in an instant.
"The Qiankun faction is the mortal enemy of our Southern Universe. I must take this kid away and kill it myself. I will take his head away and hang it at the door of my ancient race to slay chickens and horrify monkeys, and shock the group of weak chickens in the Eastern Universe. Show that my barbarians are strong."
What? !
When many people saw this barbarian blue cow, they all took a breath, because the ancient Nanban clan is a famous saint-level family. The people who came out of this ancient clan are extremely powerful, and their bodies are comparable to fierce beasts. Fierce and powerful.
Gunan is one of the most famous and peerless geniuses. He has cultivated for five thousand years and is already a great power in the middle stage of the law. His combat power is earth-shattering. Even many old antiques are not his opponents, and he is as famous as He Shisan.
"Jiejie, you all get out of me. This is what Xia Ping and Wu Han are interested in. He must become a collection of this seat, form an ice sculpture, and bring it back to the Northern Universe."
With a swish, another figure flew over from a distance. This was a young man in white, who looked very ordinary on the surface.
But as soon as he appeared, it seemed as if the temperature had dropped thousands of miles, and the blizzard had swept across it, seeming to have turned this area into a piece of ice and snow. The heavy snow fell from high altitude, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.
Under such low temperature, they felt their blood freeze.
"Ice Demon Wuhan!"
A group of people were taken aback, and immediately recognized the true identity of the man in white with a breathless breath.
The so-called ice demon is a tyrannical race from the Northern Universe. It is said that they live in a secret world with an extremely harsh environment, and their survival is extremely cruel.
Each ice demon that grew up from such an environment is powerful, knows how to manipulate the power of ice by nature, and has a cruel personality, respects strength, and ignores life.
"His life is mine. I feel that as long as I can kill him, I can raise my swordsmanship to an unprecedented level. Whoever dares to stop, I will kill anyone."
Crane thirteen was murderous.
"This is not possible. I have promised the elder of the family that I must take this kid's head away. His master Beiming saint once caused great harm to my ancient race. His apprentice is the dead enemy of our ancient race. I will capture him alive. He was imprisoned in the dungeon, his blood was drawn, and he was refined into a pill, and he was provided with the pill for my ancient tribesmen, so that he could act as a medicinal slave."
Gunan's eyes showed cruelty.
"I want to freeze him as an ice sculpture, a room accessory."
Wu Han's voice was low and deep, but when he said a word, it was like a blizzard, buzzing, turning the ground into snow, and heavy snow falling from a high altitude into a piece of white.