He inserted the spirit sword into the scabbard and slowly closed his eyes.
"Has the God of War given up resistance? Why has he sheathed his sword? And even closed his eyes?"
"How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly resist such a sword attack? It would be more dignified to admit defeat early."
"But he is the God of War. How could a God of War be afraid?"
"Fuck, look, the God of War's mouth is crooked, his mouth is crooked."
"Well, his mouth did twist, and quite a bit."
"Fuck, this is really crooked. Just based on this skill, no matter whether he wins or not, I will be his fan for life."
"But why do I feel that even though he didn't open his eyes, he gave people the feeling that he was disdainful?"
"I also feel like he's looking down on the Third Elder. No, he's looking down on everyone, as if to say, 'You're all just mortals.'"
"Damn, God of War, you're going too far. What gives you the right to look down on everyone? Can you get through this difficult time?"
Sun Xiang turned his head and asked Chu Nan, "Where does Long Aotian get his confidence from?"
How the hell would I know? I can only say that Long Aotian is not the protagonist, but he is better than the protagonist. Without Ye Chen present, he is the most handsome guy.
Where does his confidence come from?
Who knows?
Suddenly, Long Aotian moved.
As soon as Long Aotian moved, he instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Under everyone's gaze, Long Aotian slowly retreated his right leg, slightly bent his left leg, and slowly raised the sword in his left hand.
He performed these actions simultaneously, but his movements were extremely slow, as if the flow of time had slowed down countless times.
And with Long Aotian's slow movements, the world also changed.
Suddenly, everyone felt that Long Aotian was independent of a certain space. In this space, the sword intent that Long Aotian had comprehended filled every corner, making this space become heavy.
As Long Aotian continued in slow motion, sand and rocks flew everywhere in this space, strong winds blew, and sword energy reached the sky like a tornado.
"I, why do I feel like the God of War is about to use his ultimate move?"
Under the gaze of countless people, Long Aotian's slow movements were finally in place, giving people a sense of harmony.
Only then did his right hand move.
His right hand slowly, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.
Just as his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword.
The sword energy that shot up into the sky dissipated, the flying sand and rocks subsided, his fluttering robes automatically dropped down, but the space where he was seemed to sink.
"I, why do I feel a pressure that is no weaker than the Heavenly Sword Intent emanating from the God of War?"
"Could it be that the God of War really has a big move?"
Long Aotian stood motionless, maintaining the posture of drawing his sword.
Although he created a lot of hype, it was very childish.
But at this moment, no one thought he was a middle school student. They only felt scared and that he seemed to be brewing something.
It makes people feel depressed, but at the same time, they can't help but feel excited and looking forward to it.
The third elder naturally also felt the change in Long Aotian. His expression was solemn, and then his eyes focused. The black clouds of sword intent in the sky roared, and snakes danced.
"Behead!" the third elder shouted coldly.
A sword beam thousands of feet long, swirling around the lightning snake of Heavenly Sword Intention, split the white clouds in the sky into two, and slashed down with the pressure of the Secret Realm Heavenly Dao, as if to crush the heaven and earth.
The onlookers only felt that under this sword, their hearts were tightly grasped by an invisible force, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Who in the secret realm can stop such a sword?
Everyone looked at Long Aotian, wondering how he would handle it. Could he handle it?
Under the gaze of everyone, Long Aotian twisted his mouth to an incredible level behind his ears, his expression of disdain clearly visible.
He suddenly opened his eyes and spoke with a resounding voice, "Without a woman in my heart, I will naturally become a god when I draw my sword."
"The first secret technique, God of War!
Sword drawing!"
With a loud crash.
A flash of sword light passed by, as if cutting through space and dividing the sky and the earth into two colors.
This sword light slashed across the thousand-foot sword beam, shattering it. The Heavenly Dao Sword Intent summoned by the Third Elder radiated chaos, and endless sword energy spread in all directions.
The sword light from Long Aotian's sword technique, with its residual power, slashed on the chest of the third elder.
puff!
The third elder spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked hundreds of feet away.
For a moment, the entire Miling Mountain was dead silent, without a single sound.
Everyone was motionless, as if they were under a spell of immobilization.
No one reacted to what happened, or rather, they didn't expect something like this to happen.
The Heavenly Dao sword intent that was shattered between heaven and earth was still flowing, telling everyone that everything that had just happened was real.
Gudong~
Someone was swallowing their saliva, but the sound was very slight and could be heard clearly by everyone.
Then there was the sound of someone gasping for air.
Finally, someone cursed.
"Fuck!"
"What happened?"
"The Third Elder's sword, which surpassed the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, was actually neutralized by the War God's sword?"
"What's that called the God of War? The God of War sword technique? That's amazing, holy shit."
Long Aotian's robe fluttered and his long hair flew. He inserted the sword he had just drawn into the scabbard again, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword.
I didn't feel very comfortable, so I moved my right leg back a little bit, and then I felt better.
The corners of his mouth tilted slightly, then tilted again, and tilted even more. His body stood straight, maintaining the posture of drawing his sword, allowing everyone to admire his demeanor as a god of war.
Long Aotian broke the third elder's strongest attack with one sword, shocking everyone.
Liu Yiyi couldn't help but hold the demon girl's hands with both hands. Her pretty face flushed and her body trembled. If you didn't know better, you would think that something was stuffed inside her body in broad daylight, and the remote control was still pressed. "War, War God, too, too, too strong."
"So you can't stand it anymore?" The demon girl looked at Liu Yiyi who was pulling her with disgust.
Liu Yiyi's eyes were blurred and her voice was trembling. "Yeah, yeah, too, too strong."
The demonic girl looked at Liu Yiyi with pity but also cruelty. Didn’t you hear clearly what Long Aotian said?
If there is no woman in your heart, you will be a god when you draw your sword.
He was so skilled at drawing the sword, there must be no woman in his mind, so this girl would probably be in trouble.
Holy crap!
Waizui, are you really that good?
Chu Nan also stared at Long Aotian in a daze. Don’t tell me that you are really the war god with a crooked mouth who traveled through time and space?
Ye Chen is obviously the destined protagonist, but he doesn't seem to be so pretentious.
Maybe. I might not have seen Ye Chen showing off, but I was there when Long Aotian was showing off.
Chu Nan kept complaining in his heart, I really bring shame to time travelers. I just wore it, but I don’t look good. I’m not as good as others in pretending to be cool.
When can I show off my skills?
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