In the canyon, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and the sword's will hummed.

Old Li looked at Qin Yang above, his eyes filled with tears of excitement. He stretched out his hand tremblingly without any doubt.

Without a doubt.

This is the real Sword God himself!

When he arrives, he doesn't even need to speak to prove anything. The buzzing sword energy in the valley and the spiritual rhythm between heaven and earth will revolve around him as if he is the real center.

It's as if...

Everything is singing and celebrating His coming!

"incredible!"

Lin Mofeng looked around at the sword intent in the valley and was deeply shocked. He could no longer believe what he saw before him.

In the valley now.

The sword was humming like the music of chimes, producing clear and pleasant sounds. Faintly, one could actually hear a hint of joy.

even.

He even wanted to let go of the sword in his hand and chase after the Jiang Hai Sword God in the sky!

This is fucking outrageous!

"Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage?! Has the Sword God's attainments reached this level?"

Lin Mofeng's Tao heart was shocked. He was surprised and happy. He looked up at Qin Yang above and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Huh? This aura...

Why does it feel like he is only in the late Grandmaster realm? Logically speaking, to be able to cause such a strange phenomenon, he should be at a higher realm!

“That’s strange.”

Lin Mofeng was confused.

In the crowd on the other side, Li Zixuan looked at Qin Yang who was rushing over, clenched her fists, and was about to jump up with excitement, wanting to go up and recognize each other as master and disciple.

"The master is here indeed!"

She suppressed her excitement, gathered her breath, and whispered softly:

"Master, this man is so bold that he dares to use your appearance to defraud people! This is really too much! We must not let him off easily!"

Hear the sound.

Qin Yang, who was above the Sword Valley, nodded.

He said nothing, just looked quietly at the black-robed man in front of him.

After being hit by Ziwei's sword just now, the black-robed man's chest burst open, and between the interlaced white ribs, there was actually a strange array pattern engraved.

The next moment.

The array pattern shines brightly!

The black-robed man's flesh and blood regenerated, his bones recovered, and his body escaped to a hundred meters away from Qin Yang, avoiding the range of murderous intent.

"He didn't die? Secret method?"

Feeling the vitality on the corpse, Qin Yang glanced at it indifferently, silently, with his eyes filled with ten times the murderous intent.

These monsters had strange origins, and the sword I just struck was intended to kill them instantly. It was a feat of theirs that they were able to survive.

But, don't rush.

Anyway, you survived a few times.

Then I will kill you a few times.

There is plenty of time to play with you!

“Huh…”

A few seconds after he was away from Qin Yang, the man in black took a deep breath and woke up from his nightmare. Then he looked down at his chest, his heart trembling with fear! Just now!

I have already died once! If it weren't for the secret method protecting my body, I would have been a cold corpse by now! "Thousand Mile Flying Sword..."

The black-robed man pointed at Qin Yang, his eyes flashing with deep fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Sword God, are you the Jianghai Sword God!?"

"Alive?"

Hearing this, Qin Yang didn't say much, but just glanced at him. The Ziwei Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and a ray of sword light came out.

The next moment! Puff!

As the sword came out, a cold light flashed.

The man in black robe was about to continue speaking, but blood appeared on his neck, leaving a fatal mark and triggering the resurrection formation again.

Flash sale!

Not a word of nonsense!

This is an absolute crushing victory!

In the face of extreme strength, Qin Yang directly used the most powerful attitude and easily killed the man in black robe like slaughtering a pig or a dog, as if he was drinking water or eating.

After the people below saw this scene.

There was a moment of silence...

Immediately following.

A loud roar like a tsunami erupted!!! Everyone raised their phones and ignited the passion of the entire Sword Valley with their most enthusiastic shouts! "Master Sword God is awesome!"

"Wow, this strength is too outrageous!!"

"The fake didn't even have a chance to resist. It was a completely one-sided situation!!"

"Kill him, and kill him as many times as he resurrects!"

"This is the real Jianghai Sword God!"

People shouted in unison and burst into applause like a tsunami. The camera broadcast this scene live to the Internet, causing its popularity to soar and directly rank first in the country!

Just as everyone was shouting.

Click.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The black-robed man's head was reattached to his neck, and after recovery, he woke up again, floating high in the sky, with the anger in his chest almost bursting out!

He glared at Qin Yang angrily, growling in his throat, and looked out of control like a madman.

"This is too much! Do you really think I don't have any tricks at all!?"

As he was speaking, thunder rumbled and dark clouds gathered. The entire Sword God Valley was covered in dark clouds and was once again in an irretrievable situation.

"If you make me angry, I will let you..."

The words haven't finished yet.

Qin Yang shook his head slightly and drew out his sword directly.

"oh."

A word fell.

The sword energy in the canyon surged and gathered towards the man in black robe, transforming into cold sharp blades, cutting him into pieces and inflicting the most cruel punishment!

“Ahhhh!!!”

The man in black robe screamed and wailed.

In the past, I always tortured others, and never thought that one day I would suffer such a cruel attack.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere and it seemed as if red rain was falling from the sky.

The number of resurrections is reduced by one!

Qin Yang looked at the miserable state of the man in black robe with indifference. There was no need to hold back on this evil cult monster, let alone show any sympathy to him.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

A bunch of filthy beasts who murdered the people.

Death is a bargain for them! Now they have run into the muzzle of their own gun.

This Sword Valley is his own territory, and all the sword energy and spiritual energy are at his disposal.

You are in my field...

Pretending to be me? Isn't this just walking into a trap?

Making trouble!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang shook his head and sighed, raised the Ziwei Sword, and looked at the man in black robe indifferently. The sunlight passed through the sword edge and was reflected in the desperate pupils of the man in black robe.

soon.

The man in black robe revived again, already sweating profusely, and began to panic.

The secret technique is expensive, and the number of times it can be used is limited. If I continue like this, even if I give myself hundreds or thousands of chances, it will not be enough for Jianghai Sword God to kill me!

What the hell is this! Thinking of this.

The man in black robe looked at the sharp edge of the Ziwei Sword and despaired on the spot. He could only use his last trump card to fly far away -

"Your Majesty, save me!!!"

…………

at the same time.

In Jianghai Library.

Area 1 fishing spot.

Qin Yang was sitting on a small stool with his legs crossed, watching the screen full of live broadcast comments, and was very happy. Suddenly he saw this scene and was a little surprised.

Wow! "There are still experts!?"

The next moment.

His figure disappeared in an instant, shattering the void.

Bang! Xiaobai, who was sleeping in his arms, lost his support and fell to the ground like a cotton ball, looking around blankly.

"???"

(End of this chapter)