Chapter 1469: Zhanxian

Clouds and mist surround the transpiration.
Countless stars, dotted the sky, shining bright stars.
Under the sky, a sword formation lay across the void, suppressing the Quartet!
In the sword formation, the man in Tsing Yi stood holding a sword, warm and moist like jade, and his breath was as deep as a deep pool, with no bottom visible.
But it was this person who defeated six ancient sage giants with one sword!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Putian Buddha and others asked bitterly.
"The name of the sword is Chunyang Jianjue, and the name of the sword is Zhanxian!"
The man in Tsing Yi shocked his sword and replied casually.
Pure Yang Seven Swords, one sword and one sword!
"Zhan Xian, Zhan Xian, Sword Xian, good sword name!"
The corners of the Buddha's mouth became more bitter, and his eyelids drooped.
I saw that at some point in his chest, there was a sword mark, and light golden blood was emerging from it.
Sanzhang golden body was broken!
Putian Buddha practiced the Buddhist golden body method, cast a three-zhang golden body, and established the position of the Buddha in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, comparable to several giants!
With the power of the golden body of the Putian Buddha, it can even resist the three old sages and attack at the same time.
However, it was broken under the sword of a man in Tsing Yi!
Not only the Putian Buddha, but the other ancient sages looked even more miserable, and the sword wounds on their bodies were shocking.
Those ancient sages did not have a three-zhang golden body, their body strength was not as strong as that of the Putian Buddha, and the injuries were even more serious!
If it weren't for the powerful vitality of the ancient sage giant, I am afraid that a few people have already fallen!
Even so, several people are silently using secret methods to slowly recover their injuries, so as to avoid the deterioration of their injuries.
You must know that the sword intent of the man in Tsing Yi is still in his body with cholera.
The Putian Buddha can speak, that is, relying on his strong body, he is not afraid of these sword intents.
"How is this possible, Master and the others have been defeated?"
"How could this person be so powerful?"
"There is such a powerful swordsman in Tianyao Continent!"
The masters of etiquette and other ancient saints have long been sluggish.
Count people, dumbfounded.
Slash the immortals in one style, cut down the six ancient sages who are known as giants and step on the galaxy!
Putian Buddha, Nine Heavens Ancient Sage, Blood Desolate Emperor...Which one is not a giant that has become famous since ancient times, is famous!
For thousands of years, they have fallen asleep relying on secret methods, but they have not been in vain for these thousands of years. Everyone's cultivation has already accumulated to a terrifying situation.
In the end, he was defeated by a man in Tsing Yi!
If this is passed back to the Seven Realms of Tianmang, the Seven Realms of Tianmang will not be earthshaking!
In the eyes of the warriors of the Seven Realms of Tianmang, they regard Tianyao Continent as mundane, claiming to be the upper realm, and look down on Tianyao Continent.
All the martial artists of the Seven Realms of Tianmang recognized that the martial art of Tianyao Continent was in decline, which was not comparable to the seven realms of Tianmang.
However, their ancestors were defeated by a single sword.
If you continue to say such an idea, it is not a joke!
Their own ancient sages are all defeated, what are they using to laugh at the warriors of Tianyao continent?
They wanted to break their heads, and they couldn't understand why such a powerful swordsman appeared in Tianyao Continent.
Such a kendo cultivation base, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sword immortal censorship!
Could it be that when I am born, I can't even dominate this little mundane world?
Or even to be led by people in the common world?
Master Li Chan and other ancient sages, all thoughts in grief and indignation.
In the current situation, all the ancient sages have to admit that it seems, probably, and maybe it really is.
The Seven Realms of Tianmang are pressured by the commonplace!