"Lingfeng Sword Technique, heavy sword, heavy sword falls from the sky!"
Su Lingfeng's aura became more and more fierce. The first level of sword power was also the last level that this eighth-level body could use.
Su Lingfeng's Lingfeng Sword Technique has a total of seven levels, but the last two levels can only be mastered by immortals, that is, only the original body can master it.
However, this first-level sword alone was extremely powerful, and this small world within the holy land suddenly seemed to be shrouded in some great terror.
It was as if a sharp sword was suddenly hung in everyone's heart.
A group of holy land masters and disciples looked up instinctively, and saw a flash of sword light in the sky, and a huge sword shadow fell towards the statue of the saint.
He passed through the statue of Saint Tongxuan with almost no effort.
"boom!"
Then there was a huge roar, and the entire statue collapsed, revealing a figure inside the statue. This figure was a smaller version of the statue, also holding a book.
There was just a black eye on his forehead, which emanated a hint of ominous and weird aura, but the body of Saint Tongxuan was flowing with holy power, and was full of sacred aura.
The sacred and ominous auras intertwined with each other, making it even more bizarre.
Su Lingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. There seemed to be something wrong with this Tongxuan Saint Ancestor. And staring at that eye made Su Lingfeng feel a hint of danger.
But no matter what, even if it means risking his life, he must kill this Saint Ancestor Tongxuan.
"You, damn it!"
Saint Ancestor Tongxuan opened his mouth slowly, and his voice echoed from all directions of Su Lingfeng, ethereal and grand.
Then Saint Tongxuan threw the book in his hand away.
"Tongxuan Holy Scripture, thousands of saints!"
After the Tongxuan Bible was thrown into the sky, golden light shone brightly, and then rays of golden light shot towards Su Lingfeng.
Su Lingfeng also immediately condensed his sword energy and counterattacked towards Saint Ancestor Tongxuan.
"Lingfeng Sword Technique, heavy sword, ten thousand swords fired at the same time!"
Su Lingfeng once again condensed thousands of small swords of different colors behind him and slashed towards the Holy Ancestor Tongxuan. At the same time, he took mysterious steps and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
"Lingfeng Sword Technique, First Level Sword Skill, Nine Swords Break the Sky!"
"Lingfeng Sword Art, triple sword technique, ten thousand swords return to one!"
"Lingfeng Sword Art, fourth level sword technique, sword lotus shines brightly!"
Su Lingfeng's figure appeared around Saint Tongxuan almost in an instant, and at the same time he performed four sword moves.
The murderous intent almost blocked all directions of Saint Ancestor Tongxuan. Every attack was made by Su Lingfeng with all his strength, with fierce momentum and terrifying power.
The leaked aura alone was enough to terrify the holy land disciples and venerables.
But this Saint Ancestor Tongxuan is a saint after all. Even if there may be problems, his realm is there and his strength is still very powerful.
Fonts of holy words continuously appeared around his body, sometimes transforming into flying birds, sometimes into walking beasts, and sometimes into magical weapons.
He blocked all of Su Lingfeng's fierce attacks.
"Holy Word, suppress!"
Then the Holy Ancestor Tongxuan uttered the holy words, and Su Lingfeng instantly felt as if his body was pressed down by a mountain.
"I didn't want to argue with you, but since you are seeking your own death, you can't blame me. All disciples of Tongxuan Holy Land, listen to my order, set up the Tongxuan Holy Formation, and kill this traitor!"
The Holy Ancestor Tongxuan spoke loudly.
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