[Chapter 1093 Yang Beiming’s Sword Intent]
Yang Beiming’s sword shadow was like a lightsaber, very solid, and exuding an indescribable pressure.
One after another, the shadows of billions of swords converged into a long river, just like the river of destiny, which can only be seen in front of you and cannot see the end.
Hundreds of sword shadows are lined up in a row, making the sword river very wide, and the stars passing along the way are also illuminated by the sword river, making them bright and beautiful.
Before Yang Beiming showed up, as soon as the sword river emerged, countless creatures began to breathe rapidly.
Everyone has heard of Yang Beiming, but how many living beings have actually seen him in person?
“Is that the Sword God’s Jianhe…”
Di Tianwu murmured, looking at the Jianhe in the distance. He often heard the God Emperor mention Yang Beiming.
The God Emperor spoke highly of Yang Beiming and said: “In this era, the person who has the best chance of becoming a saint is none other than Yang Beiming, who has billions of swords crossing the starry sky.”
This sentence is equivalent to placing Yang Beiming among the three. The most powerful person in the world.
So when he heard that Yang Beiming was coming to challenge Qin Xianjie with his sword, he hurried over to watch the battle.
Although he doesn’t specialize in swordsmanship, he might be able to learn something.
Even Emperor Tianwu is like this, let alone An Ruming, Yunyinjie and other talented people.
In the other direction, Mo Xuanzi, who was rescued from the prison by Qin Jun, also slipped over. As he flew, he looked sideways at the Jianhe River in the distance.
“It’s so spectacular… What kind of magic power do you have to be so squandered?”
Mo Xuanzi sighed. He came to Qin Xianjie firstly for Yang Beiming, and secondly for Lord Qin.
When he heard that Emperor Qin Tian sent his men to kill Wei Yue and Chen Wuji one after another, his eyes almost dropped.
Sure enough, after being imprisoned for hundreds of years, the world has really changed.
Coupled with what he saw and heard in the Life Prison, he came here specially to watch the battle.
He didn’t think Yang Beiming would definitely win.
Qin Jun’s men are too strong. In addition, they also have the mysterious Death Dao as their trump card.
At the same time, a fierce sword intent rose into the sky from behind Jianhe.
It’s like you are ruling the world!
Look down on the common people!
All the creatures felt their hearts shaken, and their eyes were all looking towards a certain part of the Jian River.
There was a figure standing proudly there, it was Yang Beiming.
Yang Beiming put his hands behind his waist, his robes fluttering in the wind, showing his master’s posture vividly.
Anyone who sees him can’t help but feel awe in their hearts.
This is the Sword God!
Observe the momentum and know it is invincible!
“The Sword God is here! Here!”
“S–Yang Beiming… I finally saw him with my own eyes!”
“There is no Yang Beiming in the universe… After I go back, I can blow it for ten thousand years!”
“The sword intention is so strong, it’s almost impossible for me to reach a height. I don’t even dare to think about it.”
“How strong is Yang Beiming’s cultivation? This sense of oppression…”
The creatures started talking, all marveling at Yang Beiming. The power of Ming.
Even if he hasn’t taken action yet, his momentum and sword intent alone give people a sense of divine power.
Di Tianwu squinted his eyes, with a trace of enthusiasm flashing in his eyes, and murmured: “This kind of momentum… is exactly what I want to pursue.”
Yang Beiming’s momentum is neither restrained nor arrogant, it has a kind of Three Thousand Worlds Only his pride.
Crazy baby was also shocked by Yang Beiming’s sword intent. He touched his chin and said thoughtfully: “I didn’t expect that besides those two monsters, there are such powerful people in this world.”
From his perspective, this sword god I am afraid that I have already stepped into the holy realm with half a foot.
Holy land!
That is a realm that even crazy kids are crazy about.
Only by becoming a saint can one be immortal and truly live forever.
But it is so difficult to become a saint…
Yang Beiming was focused by countless eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Xianjie.
“Four manifested saints, no wonder Emperor Qin Tian is so unscrupulous.”
Yang Beiming murmured to himself. He could see through the number of manifested saints in the Qin Immortal Realm at a glance, which showed how high his cultivation level was.
Even after knowing that there were four manifestations, he did not stop.
Billion Sword River continues to move forward.
Phew –
a sound that broke through the air flew out from the Qinxian Realm, it was Luo Shixin.
He was filled with murderous aura, holding the Qilin Overlord Spear in his hand. After flying over the city gate, he looked at Yang Beiming and shouted: “You are Yang Beiming!”
Yang Beiming’s expression remained indifferent and he said softly: “Karma is retribution, why bother talking anymore. .”
He spoke softly, but his voice resounded throughout the starry sky and penetrated clearly into the ears of all living creatures.
Even the creatures in Qinxian Realm heard it.
Qin Jun, who was going through the tribulation, couldn’t help but raise his hand and raise his middle finger in the direction of the sound.
This one is really good at pretending.
boom!
Another thunderbolt struck down and landed on Qin Jun’s Extremely Flame Demon God. The pain made him grin. If this thunderbolt had fallen on the ordinary Taiyi Xuanxian, it would have destroyed both body and soul.
Luo Shixin was instantly stimulated by Yang Beiming’s words and immediately shot him.
He is in the late stage of Xian Sheng Realm, and his speed is so fast.
Holding the gun in one hand, his momentum was like a rainbow, like a huge tornado passing through the starry sky. The creatures that were close along the way were directly thrown away, and screams arose.
Yang Beiming suddenly narrowed his eyes, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the sword river behind him soared.
Billions of sword shadows were suspended behind him, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Luo Shixin, like a sun with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of feet. It was so spectacular that it shocked the hearts of every living being.
Stepping on the stone sword, Yang Beiming still didn’t lower his hands from his waist.
“Suffer death!”
Luo Shixin smiled ferociously, seeing that a shot was about to hit, Yang Beiming still did not dodge, nor did he pick up the stone sword at his feet.
Yang Beiming suddenly opened his mouth, and a sword intent shot out from his mouth. It quickly solidified and lengthened, turning into a giant sword a hundred feet long, tearing apart the space and directly hitting Luo Shixin’s Kirin Overlord Spear.
When
guns and swords clashed, countless creatures felt their hearts tightening, and no one dared to blink for fear of missing any exciting moment.
Luo Shixin’s face suddenly changed drastically, and he saw the hundred-foot giant sword suddenly doubled in size, and at the same time the sword’s power also increased.
The next second, Luo Shixin was rushed back. The hundred-foot giant sword exploded into pieces, turning into countless sword energy and flying in all directions. The surrounding planets were even crushed.
Yang Beiming continued to move forward, and the hundreds of millions of sword shadows behind him spread out in a circle, like a huge bright sun, sacred and inviolable.
Luo Shixin flew backwards for 70 million miles. UU Reading www.uukaｽnshu.net just stabilized himself. He pressed his chest with his left hand and held the Kirin Overlord Gun tightly with his right hand. His face was full of fear.
“The Holy Realm is complete!”
Luo Shixin gritted his teeth and said word by word. The explosion of Yang Beiming’s sword intent just now made him feel in a trance.
Yang Beiming did not answer, but continued flying with hundreds of millions of sword shadows. His eyes no longer looked at Luo Shixin, but at Qin Xianjie.
“You can’t.”
Yang Beiming said softly. Although the tone was not sarcastic, the more indifferent it was, the more unhappy Luo Shixin was.
“What the hell are you farting!”
Luo Shixin swore violently, and attacked with a gun again. The unicorn fire instantly overflowed from the body and turned into a black unicorn, surrounding Luo Shixin.
As the ancestor of Qilin, how could he tolerate his own failure?
During the First Tribulation of the Long Han Dynasty, in terms of combat power, he was not convinced by anyone except Zu Long.
[End of this Chapter.]
