Chapter 143 Disdain

"Kill, activate the formation to kill him!"

In the Ten Jue Sword Formation, Ren Ziqi shouted anxiously. His intuition told him that Xiao Yun's magical power was very powerful and he had to strike first.

"Boom boom boom!"

Sharp sword auras rose up from all directions, thousands of them, gathered together and killed Xiao Yun.

From a distance, it looked like a huge sword, carrying a majestic murderous aura, slashing down from above Xiao Yun's head, as if it was going to split him in half.

However, all of these were vulnerable to Xiao Yun's black sword river, just like a fly shaking a tree, unable to shake his black sword river.

"Boom!"

The mighty black sword river looked like a giant black dragon, swaying its head and tail in the void, swallowing up the numerous sword energies that attacked, making its body even stronger.

"Roar!" Then, the black dragon roared and charged towards Ren Ziqi and the others. The majestic black sword river stirred up the void and made the whole world tremble.

Facing this powerful force, the Ten Jue Sword Formation began to teeter and was about to collapse.

"Hold on!" Ren Ziqi roared loudly, spitting blood. He used all his strength to maintain the operation of the Ten Jue Sword Formation.

The other nine disciples of the Holy King Sect are also desperately supporting the formation, because they know very well that once the formation is broken by Xiao Yun, then only death awaits them.

Xiao Yun's strength was so powerful that it was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"How can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?"

Xiao Yun glanced at Ren Ziqi and others with cold eyes, his face full of disdain, not taking them seriously at all.

I saw an even more terrifying force spurting out of his body, like a volcano erupting completely, stirring up boiling energy.

Suddenly, the black sword river surged again, and countless sword energies shot out, submerging the entire Ten Jue Sword Formation.

"Ah..." The screams sounded one after another, endlessly.

The huge Ten Jue Sword Formation was finally defeated by the black sword river. The countless sword energy swept out and pierced the bodies of Ren Ziqi and others.

The endless sword energy then tore their bodies into pieces and turned into a rain of blood, which fell in front of the mountain gate of the Holy King Sect and stained the earth red.

The disciples of the Holy King Sect all shrank their pupils and their expressions changed with horror.

Ren Ziqi and the others were defeated, and they were defeated so miserably that not even a body was left behind.

What frightened them even more was that Xiao Yun destroyed the Ten Swordsmen of their Saint King Sect with just one move. This power was too powerful.

"Is he really in the Shenqiao realm? Did he deliberately conceal his cultivation? In fact, he has already reached the Cave Heaven realm?"

"It's impossible for him to be so strong just after he reached the Cave Heaven Realm. Has he already entered the Soul Sacrifice Realm?"

"Even the Ten Swordsmen were defeated by him. Who is still his opponent in the Shenqiao realm?"

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The disciples of the Holy King Sect were talking a lot, all of them looked ugly and had some fear and fear in their eyes.

Their morale was high, but they were suddenly too frightened to fight any more.

Chen Lude and the Holy Master of the Holy King Sect could not help but look gloomy.

Quasi-Emperor Mu Qi, who was high in the sky, also had a gloomy look in his eyes. When he looked at Xiao Yun, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

They were all top experts, so they naturally saw how extraordinary Xiao Yun was.

That move "Ten Thousand Swords Style" is a very famous magical power in the cultivation world, but Xiao Yun has cultivated it to a perfect state. This understanding is too terrifying.

You must know that in the world of cultivation, there are many monks in the Cave Heaven Realm and Spirit Sacrifice Realm who have not yet cultivated their magical powers to perfection.

Not long after Xiao Yuncai was promoted to the Shenqiao realm, he had already cultivated a magical power to a perfect state. This talent and understanding was too terrifying.

"With his talent and magical powers, no one in the Shenqiao Realm can be his opponent." The Holy Lord of the Holy King Sect sighed with emotion, but his eyes were very cold, and there was a faint murderous intention, because He felt a huge threat from Xiao Yun.

This son will definitely become the enemy of their Holy King Sect in the future!

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bell sounded from the sky, and huge sound waves continued to roar in the sky, making the whole world tremble.

The people of the Holy King Sect couldn't help but look into the distance, where Lei Zu was staring at them coldly with the Chaos Bell above his head, his eyes as sharp as a blade, filled with crazy killing intent and determination!

The Holy Lord of the Holy King Sect trembled in his heart, and almost immediately put away the murderous intent in his eyes. He said solemnly: "Lei Ancestor's life is running out. Once Xiao Yun is killed, he will definitely fight with all his strength."

Chen Lude nodded and said gloomily: "This bastard was a fighting madman when he was young. He would look for people to fight everywhere. Once he fought, he would fight to the death and be extremely crazy. In my opinion, he would never be willing to remain silent. If he dies, he will most likely find a powerful enemy to fight with and gain support. "

The Holy Master of the Holy King Sect said solemnly: "Last time at the True Dragon's Nest, Xiao Yun almost killed Emperor Li Cheng, and also killed Liu Tiandu's grandson Liu Nanshan, and destroyed the Cangtian Tyrant Body Wuhan Steel in the Tyrant Holy Land. Now this The three major holy lands are targeting the Chaos Holy Land, and there is no need for us to intervene to avoid getting burned. "

Chen Lude nodded and agreed: "Our Saint King Sect can just rest and recuperate during this period, let them fight with the Chaos Holy Land, and we will sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. When all the old strong men of the Chaos Holy Land are dead, it will be time for our Saint King Sect to take over and be promoted to the Holy Land."

After the two discussed, the Saint Lord of the Saint King Sect stepped out of the air and said to Xiao Yun not far away: "Son of God Xiao, you are already invincible in the Divine Bridge Realm. Our Saint King Sect is willing to admit defeat. Let's stop here!"

He is not an idiot. Since he knows that Xiao Yun is very strong, there is no need to send disciples out to die.

After all, they are all elites and the pillars of the Saint King Sect in the future. It is a waste to be killed by Xiao Yun.

Like the killing of the Ten Sword Immortals just now, he has already felt very distressed.

"Is that all?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun looked at the Saint Lord of the Saint King Sect opposite him and said with a mocking face: "You Saint King Sect are too cowardly, aren't you? This is only the first game, and you admit defeat?"

He deliberately provoked the Saint Lord of the Saint King Sect, wanting to anger them so that he could kill another group of Saint King Sect disciples.

However, the Saint Lord of the Saint King Sect had lived for hundreds of years, so how could he not see Xiao Yun's thoughts?

Therefore, although the Saint Lord of the Holy King Sect was very angry, he still said calmly: "Being invincible in the Divine Bridge Realm is nothing. The future Great Emperor is the real winner. Our Holy King Sect's Son of God Jiang Haoran will be waiting for you on the road to the Emperor."

"Jiang Haoran, that waste?"

Xiao Yun sneered at the words and said sarcastically: "Sorry, I really don't take him seriously. He is just a defeated general. In my heart, Li Chengdi can barely pass, but Jiang Haoran is too far behind."

He belittled Jiang Haoran so much that the disciples in the Holy King Sect were all angry, and they all stared at Xiao Yun with wide eyes.