The words fell.

A terrifying black fog appeared and enveloped Jue Wu Sheng. Three swords suddenly appeared in the black fog.

"Thirteen fatal cuts!"

Jue Wusheng took the first step. The three giant black swords behind him carried infinite evil energy and slashed down towards Ye Yaoer in mid-air.

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Ren Pingsheng raised his sword-like eyebrows and turned to look at Ye Changsheng, "Uncle Junior, the ultimate magical power is the unique skill of the Evil Palace. Xuanbing Sword Immortal's cultivation is relatively weak, and I am afraid he will fall into a disadvantage."

Ye Changsheng said: "Downwind? No, no."

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, "Master Junior, do you mean that Xuanbing Sword Immortal can win?"

Ye Changsheng said calmly, "Don't be anxious. Don't be fooled by appearances."

Zang Qi agreed, "Brother Ye is right. Some people look bright and beautiful on the outside, but they are actually dark inside. Some people look strong, but they are actually weak on the inside."

This monk speaks so directly, without any Zen meaning at all.

Not a good monk.

The next moment.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Yaoer again. Ye Changsheng, An Luoer, Zang Qi and others looked calm, without any worry at all.

Obviously, they have great confidence in Ye Yaoer.

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Endless evil energy covered the sky, like a black dragon swallowing the sky, and one sword light after another fell on Ye Yaoer.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Ye Yaoer walked towards Jue Wusheng with lotus steps.

At some point, the flying snow lingering on her figure had all turned into sword light, meeting the falling sword light.

Boundless icy energy surged out, and two giant dragon shadows appeared behind Ye Yaoer. On top of the dragon's head stood a woman in white holding a sword.

"Ice Sword Dragon Soars!"

As the sword came out, thousands of divine dragons rose into the sky and swallowed up Jue Wu Sheng in the void.

The cold air is freezing and thousands of dragons are devouring the sky.

The snowflakes are dancing wildly, so beautiful.

Ye Yao'er was like a fairy descending from the mortal world, standing quietly in the air, her eyes flickering as she looked at the Juewusheng in front of her.

This moment.

Jue Wusheng's expression became solemn, knowing that he had underestimated Ye Yaoer. The Xuanbing sword technique was indeed not simple.

Seeing the sword energy he released being frozen, Jue Wusheng flew backwards, and the sword energy behind him erupted like a volcano.

"Open the sky!"

Jue Wusheng launched another attack. He knew how powerful Ye Yaoer's Xuanbing swordsmanship was, but there was a huge gap between their cultivation levels.

He was very confident that he could defeat Ye Yaoer.

Swish.

Ye Yao'er moved forward courageously, even when facing Jue Wusheng's heaven-shaking attack. Sure enough, two figures on the dragon's head raised their hands and swung their swords.

Two sword lights flew out, like two waning moons intertwined, crossing the fairy sky and suppressing the eternity.

The sky seemed to be cut open, a crack appeared, and a dazzling light shot down.

Ren Pingsheng turned to look at Ye Changsheng, "Uncle Junior, this little girl's swordsmanship is so domineering. I am so happy when I think that she will be a disciple of the Sword Palace in the future."

Ye Changsheng said: "Old Ren, the Sword Hall needs fresh blood, and you can't find it from me."

Ren Pingsheng smiled bitterly, "Uncle Junior Master, the main reason is that the sword cultivators around you are too strong. If you don't enter the Sword Palace, you will ruin your life."

Ye Changsheng said: "You are really a smart person, but I really can't decide whether they can enter the Sword Hall or not."

"Everyone has their own choice. I never like to force others to do anything."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, "Just like my junior uncle, he is also very democratic."

At this time.

Ye Changsheng's expression changed slightly, "Old Ren, I'm afraid the Heavenly Sword Realm will be in turmoil."

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Ren Pingsheng turned around and looked outside the city, "What was supposed to come has finally come."

At this point, he looked at Kong Xuan and continued, "Order the disciples of the Sword Hall to assemble immediately."

Kong Xuan left in a hurry, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Ren Pingsheng asked again: "Uncle Junior Master, do you want to let the Eighteen Sword Emperors take charge?"

Isn't it enough that I'm here? Yes, it's enough.

Ren Pingsheng nodded, "With old guys like us here, how can we let Junior Master-Uncle take action?"

"Junior Master, just watch and see how powerful our Sword Palace is."

Ye Changsheng asked: "You really don't need me to do anything?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "No need, just let the Eighteen Sword Emperors come out."

"Okay, I'll let them out!" Ye Changsheng said solemnly, "Old Ren, I won't take action, but the spoils must be mine."

"Don't worry, Junior Master, I will give them all to you!" Ren Pingsheng said in a calm voice.

The Sword Hall and the Divine Weapon Pavilion were emptied by Ye Changsheng. Would he still care about the spoils in front of him?

The next moment.

Ren Pingsheng floated down from the sky. "The Sword Hall will handle all private matters. The challenge will continue."

As the voice spread, the monks in the city turned around and looked in the direction where Ren Pingsheng left.

Above the void.

One after another ancient immortal boats appeared, exuding an atmosphere of vicissitudes. On the deck, there were four people: Duotian Shizun, Huangfu Jian, Xuanyuan Yi, and Huo Yanqing.

Behind them are the Sky-stealers, the Cosmic Sword Alliance, the Epoch Gate, and strong men from eighteen forces.

The number of people is not very large, probably around 5,000.

Bringing so many people here, are you planning to raze Tianjian City to the ground? Ren Pingsheng walked alone in the air, rushing towards the city gate, and then, sword lights burst out from the sword hall.

Ye Changsheng raised his hand slightly, and the door of the temple opened. Xu Yunque appeared with Wang Gebi and eighteen others.

Xu Yunque looked out of the city with deep eyes, "They are all here. I'm going to kill them."