be that he liked himLu Banxia felt her cheeks flush, followed by a pang of disappointment. She was surprised to find that she didn't measure up to this man.From a young age, she had always been the s...Although they were inside the Hushan Grand Formation, and could feel the power of this sword strike, everyone from the Liuguang Sword Sect still changed expression drastically.

This sword's power is truly immense, exceeding even human imagination. Not only was the golden shield severely damaged, but the surrounding space itself began to crack and tear.

What kind of power is this Could this be the legendary Immortal Sovereign

Although Jian Juechen's sword was powerful, the Hushan Formation ultimately held strong. Soon, cracks began to mend, and it fully restored itself to its previous state.

All present had just breathed a sigh of relief when the head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Dao Jie, rushed over.

"Sect Leader, something terrible has happened. We just used up half of our fairy crystals in that last attack. With what's left, we can probably only withstand one more sword strike!"

The Liuguang Sword Sect's last defense against the Xueshu Luo clan involved activating the protective mountain array, which nearly depleted their accumulated wealth over many years.

Although I've accumulated some recently, the amount of Xianjing is nowhere near what it used to be.

Just now, the power of this sword strike was too astonishing. Although the Huashan Formation held up, the damage was also extremely significant. The immortal crystals were instantly reduced by half.

Upon hearing this news, the hearts of those around sank to their lowest point.

If the Hushan Great Formation is broken, then all that remains is to fight to the death.

The only hope now is that the opponent can only strike once, and not a second time.

As it turned out, that was just a wishful thought. He had only breathed a sigh of relief when Jian Juechen's second sword strike came crashing down, even more ferocious than the first.

A hundred-zhang long sword glow heavily slashed on the mountain protection barrier. The golden light shield dimmed, trembling constantly, like cracks spreading everywhere like a spider web, crackling and popping.

Unlike last time, this time there was no support from the spirit crystals. The wounded golden shield received no replenishment and completely appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

Jian Juechen's face broke into a triumphant smile and he gently waved his sword again.

Click!

This time, the Mountain Protecting Great Formation could no longer resist and dissipated into countless points of light in the void.

Three arrows shattered the formation. Jian Juechen did not continue his attack, but instead retreated and stood at the rear.

His strength was too powerful, he shouldn't have belonged to this realm originally, so he didn't want to continue making a move and causing too much of a stir.

And in his heart, he felt that these people before him were unworthy of him making a move.

The Immortal King's strength is too formidable. The reason why Jian Lingxiao brought him here this time was to be prepared for any unexpected events.

"Haha, now that you've lost your turtle shells, I wonder where you'll hide this time!"

Du Wuju let out a burst of arrogant laughter, holding his sword aloft as he strode towards the mountain gate.

In his eyes, without the protection of the Huashan Great Array, he alone was enough to obliterate the entire sect.

Get out of here!

With a roar, a fiery red figure appeared before him, a short gun bristling with power aimed directly at his face.

Jin Meier made the first move. Ye Bufan left them here with the purpose of guarding the sect, and at this time, they naturally couldn't back down.

Du Wujue, who was originally full of arrogance, instantly changed his expression upon feeling the power of this gunshot.

The other party's strength is also at the peak of Immortal King, not inferior to his own in the slightest.

What's going on When did the strength of the Heavenly Domain become so formidable

Though I had doubts in my heart, I dared not be careless. In a hurry, I swung my sword and clashed with the short gun.

The clash of steel sent a ringing clang through the air, and both fighters staggered back dozens of paces.

Under one sword strike, no one gained an advantage, ending in a draw.

Feeling the strength of Jin Meier, Du Wujue no longer dared to underestimate her. He unleashed the sword techniques of the Sifang Sword Sect and charged forward.

Even if he gave it his all, the two of them were still evenly matched, fighting to a standstill.

A flicker of astonishment crossed Yan Wuqing's eyes, apparently this was also beyond his expectations.

In his consciousness, the number of Immortal King peak cultivators in the Lower Heavenly Domain could be counted on one's fingers. He didn't expect such a powerful expert to exist in this small sect.

"Both of you juniors, let's make a move together. Let me see how many strong individuals they have."

Ye Wuqing waved his hand, and the two Immortal Kings beside him took out their swords and charged towards Liuguangjianzong.

“Stop right there!”

Two sharp cries rang out, and Xuanyuan Linglong and Situ Dianmo rushed out, one each, blocking the two core disciples.

Six people were fighting fiercely at the mountain gate, with their strengths being fairly evenly matched. They were all at the peak of the Immortal King realm.

At the beginning, the three disciples of the Si Fang Jian Pai still thought that they could gain an advantage by relying on their exquisite swordsmanship.

After actually getting my hands on it, I realized I had completely overthought things. The opponent's strength and swordsmanship were not inferior at all, even surpassing mine by a considerable margin.

After a hundred moves, Du Wujue and the others not only failed to gain an advantage but fell into a disadvantage.

"How could this be"

Yàn Wúqíng's expression had become extremely grim. He had originally thought that the disciples of the illustrious Sìfāng Jiànpài, being high and mighty, would be able to dominate everyone in Xiàtiānyù. However, in one-on-one duels, they were unable to gain any advantage at all.

He couldn't understand how a small, insignificant sect from the Lower Realms could have so many powerful cultivators.

Seeing that relying on his three younger brothers was not enough, he leaped into the fray.

As soon as I moved, a sharp sword glow slashed through the void and appeared before me.

"Such powerful sword intent!"

As a disciple of the Sifang Sword School, Yan Wuqing possessed a profound understanding and mastery of swordsmanship. He immediately sensed the extraordinary nature of this strike.

He waved his sword, striking out seven or eight times before finally dispersing the incoming blade of light.

Looking up, he saw a woman standing before him with a cold expression and intense eyes.

The one who made the move was Leng Qingqiu. Besides Jin Meier and her two companions, she was the most powerful among all the people present.

His cultivation level was at the early stage of Immortal King, far inferior to Yan Wuxing's.

But she obtained the legacy of the First Sword Immortal. With her exquisite swordsmanship and the domineering power of the Lùxiān Sword, her combat strength was greatly enhanced, allowing her to fight beyond her own level.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately your cultivation level is a bit lacking."

After a brief moment of shock, a smile curled up at the corner of Yan Wuqing's lips.

The opponent is very strong, especially his swordsmanship. It can be said to be the strongest he has ever seen among people of this age group.

But his strength was still a bit lacking, only at the early stage of Immortal King. Even with the sword technique's enhancement, he was not a match for himself.

His eyes fell on the Lixian Sword, a greedy glint flashing in his gaze.

“Little girl, hand over the sword, and I’ll spare your life!”

Leng Qingqiu has always been ruthless and taciturn, too lazy to waste words with this guy. The Lixian sword in her hand bloomed with a full sky of cold light, instantly engulfing the opponent.

"Overreaching!"

Ye Wuqing let out a cold snort and waved his sword to meet him.

His comprehension of swordsmanship was inferior to Leng Qingqiu's, and his sword techniques weren't as refined. However, being at the peak of the Immortal King realm, he ultimately held an absolute advantage.

After more than a dozen moves, Yan Wuqing had firmly gained the upper hand.

After twenty-odd moves, Leng Qingqiu became somewhat flustered, losing track of things and being struck on the left shoulder by an opponent's palm. She flew backwards dozens of zhang.ility, drifted around the lake bottom. He scanned with his divine sense and finally chose Campbell, the third-ranking prince among the Blood race.The reason I chose him is unrelated to his cultivation...