Chapter 2021: Son of Tai Xuan Qi Luck

For a long time, the Taiqing Sect Master, who holds the sword and represents the Dao of Heaven, is not a talkative person.
Perhaps he was a young man with a wild and perverted temperament. He sang loudly when he rose up, and cried bitterly when he was upset, but he went round and round. After thousands of sails, many times, silence was the best answer.
Because he is the sword of the heavenly path, and the sword does not need to roar, the sound of the sword will scream only when killing the enemy, and once the sword of the heavenly path screams, it will shock the world!
Therefore, when the words of the Great Sage Taiqing finally lingered above the void, it meant that he had lifted this sword to the limit of its sharpness.
So in the next moment, the whole body of Fengxin City, the countless long swords of Taiqing pouring outwards and expansive streams of light, pierced the holy Venerable hand into a sieve, and then slowly moved directly above Fengxin City for an instant. Together, they formed another thoroughly cyan sword that pierced the sky.
"cut!"
After an instant, there was another thick and steady voice resounding in the void, and then the sky-clearing blue sword that had just formed, slammed forward, and pierced into this dazzling sky-covering hand without any fancy, trying to completely remove it from it. Ripped apart.
The fight between the two supreme powers in the Taixuan Land is not limited to a single area, and even every inch of the void in the entire outer sky is a battlefield where the two heroes fight against each other.
After an instant, the sword of the sky, which had unprecedentedly violent movements of Taiqing Qi, went straight forward, and instantly tore the bright hand in front of it, and showed an unparalleled edge all the way forward.
A sword smashed the hand that covered the sky, causing the entire Fengxin City, which was smashed towards the Xianting Sacred Palace, to fall rapidly, and at the same time, it also made the faces of countless sect monks in the city directly exposed the color of ecstasy.
As the so-called gods fight, mortals suffer. Under the confrontation of these two top major repairs in the world, there are really very few monks in Fengxin City who are confident to save their lives.
Therefore, when the situation eased, in Fengxin City, a high-ranking monk put away the joy on his face and shouted:
"Everyone, although you and I don't have a world-renowned cultivation base, but you can still contribute to it. When things go now, you can no longer be indifferent to what you used to be, otherwise you will kill life and death, so you will all take action and protect your feet first. Wind Heart City!"
With this roar, countless colorful defensive barriers suddenly began to expand outside Fengxin City. It took only a few moments to create the entire city into a copper wall and iron wall.
At the same time, the Heavenly Dao Sword with the clear air flow above the void, after being pierced by the forward sword, directly turned its sharp edge, turned the stab into a slash, and continued to slash forward, taking it from the Xianting Sacred Palace The bright hand that stretched out was completely cut off.
"Kang Dang!"
In the next instant, there was a sudden sound of chains being severed, magnified countless times between heaven and earth, and at the same time countless sect monks in Fengxin City cheered together:
"Roar, good!"
It is true that the Great Sage Taiqing still used his unstoppable edge to give these monks of the Taixuanzong sect who formed the alliance of the world, with strong confidence.
However, all monks also knew that this earth-shattering, even unprecedented battle in tens of thousands of years, had just begun.
The next breath, a magnificent sound, made it easy to burst forward outside Nanxianmen:
"Taiqing, in just a few years, your cultivation has taken a lot forward again, but when you stabbed the sword with all your strength, you can use the Great Sage's intent to condense a Taiqing Dao sword. To be honest, it goes beyond the original. The Lord’s surprise."
After this word fell, on the square outside the Xian Ting Sheng Palace, he raised the dazzling figure standing proudly with his right hand, and finally began to have the second step. It was also the most that the saint did after he walked out of the High Heaven Palace. Crazy cracking action.
At the next breath, I saw the left hand of this dazzling figure that is difficult to look directly at. It also slowly lifted up while making a fist. Then a diamond light that was several times more dazzling began to light up suddenly and shining above the clenched left fist. All directions.
Such a dazzling light, like a small sun, illuminates the endless void of the entire sky, and even after it shines in the eyes of countless cultivators who are fighting, the entire battlefield seems to pause for a moment.
At the same time, everyone's ears, the voice from the Lord, rolled out again:
"Under the heavens and the earth, every age has the darling of every age. That is the most pleasing existence of the heavens. Whenever I see you people, the saint really wants to sigh that the whole heaven is so unfair!"
There was an inexplicable emotion in this loudly sounding sound, and the whole sky outside the sky, because of the words of the Lord, became more and more depressed, as if there are endless clouds, directly descending, perhaps in the next instant, It will pour out the most powerful storm.
"Boom!"
After a breath, the countless monks all over the sky trembled together, because the magnificent sound from the Lord continued to tremble in their ears, shaking everyone's eardrums like thunder:
"The way of heaven is inherently unfair. Tens of thousands of years ago, the great catastrophe of the Xianting Sacred Palace swept all the children of luck accumulated in the previous countless years into the dust of history, and the whole number of years after the fairy palace, this heavenly way His darling is the sound of Futing!"
As soon as the three words "Futing Sound" came out, the old monarch who took the lead and rushed to the front of the central army, his eyes blushed in an instant, and he let out a silent roar up to the sky.
Although the attack of the five decays of heaven and man deprived the old monarch of his speech ability, the former screamed up to the sky without any sound, but it made all the central soldiers around the country feel the ultimate sorrow and anger. .
Afterwards, the soldiers of the high country also raised their arms and roared, as if they wanted to wake up the soul of Futing floating in the endless void.
Suddenly, this roaring, tragic and incomparable cry, resounded through the sky, constantly lingering like a soul-calling song.
However, the roar of grief and anger from countless soldiers throughout the Central Kingdom did not make the standing figure fluctuate at all. The Lord still stood high in the morning, indifferently looking down on the sorrows, joys and anger of the creatures.
The next breath, an extremely indifferent voice resounded once again from the mouth of the bright figure making a fist, and the sound spread from all directions:
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, so the saint will go against the sky. The sound of Fu Ting has monopolized the aura of heaven for tens of thousands of years in the Houxiangong era, making today's Taixuan land, the realm of light theory, no one can match.
"But so what?"
How overbearing this sound was, it sounded like thunder, lingering back and forth, causing the countless soldiers of the entire Central Shangguo to let out a muffled grunt.
Afterwards, the dazzling light on the left hand of the Lord's fist reached its limit in an instant, and the radiant voice once again spread out among the radiant light:
"Futing Sheng still died in the hands of this sage after all, now it's your turn, Taiqing!"