Chapter 1696: The fateful battle, the sword crushes the Saint King

Seeing this, the Holy King Yun Yao also had an ugly expression.

After all, being scolded in public, where was the power of a Holy King?

Therefore, he was unwilling to weaken his momentum, and immediately retorted:

"Hmph! You just had a shit luck and broke through the gate of the realm. How much strength have you exerted now that you have just broken through the realm? You dare to show off in front of me? You are simply overestimating yourself!"

After speaking, the Holy King Yun Yao also showed his realm power. The two terrifying auras, like the abyss and the sea, confronted each other directly in the air. There was even a sound of thunder reverberating in the sky, and many cultivators around were forced to retreat continuously.

Seeing the solemn and confident look of the Saint King Yun Yao, the old man Qinglian was furious. He immediately shook his head and laughed sarcastically:

"You are just a Saint King. Do you really think you are invincible? You even dare to surrender to the demons from outside the domain. You are simply a disgrace to the ancient barbarian gods!"

"Well, I will just do justice for the heavens and kill you, a cowardly rat. This will also be considered as removing a big disaster for the Canglan Realm! If you dare to run away today, don't say that I, Qinglian, look down on you...!"

As the saying goes, if you don't agree, you don't say anything.

As soon as the voice fell, the old man Qinglian took the lead and raised his palm to the sky with one hand. His hair was floating, his eyes were glaring, and there was a crazy burst of sharp sword intent around him.

"Swords are coming!"

Instantly, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles quickly gathered, and under the blending of sword intent, it turned into dense transparent sword lights. Even the long swords held by the cultivators present were uncontrollably lifted into the air and thrown into the torrent of sword light.

Even the falling flowers and leaves in the mountains and forests, and even the crystal water drops in the rushing streams, seemed to be given life by the sword intent, and all of them floated up with the wind, trembling with spirituality.

Everything in the world can be a sword, which is the realm of sword intent.

At this moment, surrounded by the torrent of sword light, the old man Qinglian seemed like the king of swords, and his waist was straight.

Seeing this fierce scene, all the cultivators present were shocked, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

As for the Holy King Yun Yao, he was even more shocked. The feeling of being locked by thousands of sword intents from a distance was really numbing.

At this moment, the torrent of sword light in the sky moved at will, whistling and shooting towards the Saint King, directly covering the area thousands of feet around him.

The power contained in each sword light should not be underestimated. The sound of the wind during the flight resounded through the sky, and the person who was locked in had no way to escape!

In the critical moment, Jiang Tingyue did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and quickly raised his hand to gather the boundless wind force rapidly, forming four hurricane tornadoes that connected the sky and the ground, alternating and crisscrossing, turning the surrounding area into a vacuum zone that was constantly strangled.

And he did not show any weakness on the surface, and immediately shouted sarcastically:

"How dare you come to this king with such a trick?"

"Chichichi~!"

In an instant, all the sword lights and flying flowers that approached were forcibly crushed by the hurricane, but the continuous offensive did not stop at all, causing the power of the hurricane tornado to be rapidly consumed. The comparison between the two sides can be said to be a clear winner!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Tingyue was secretly shocked. Obviously, he never expected that the opponent could have such a terrifying power with just a casual attack!

Moreover, he knew that the old man on the opposite side had not yet taken out his real trump card, and that kind of power was definitely not comparable to the sword light magic in front of him!

It is not difficult to see from this that the Qinglian Sword Immortal, after breaking through the realm and becoming a god, has indeed increased his strength. Even he, an old-fashioned Saint King, has to be careful to deal with it, otherwise the consequences today may be unpredictable!

With this in mind, Jiang Tingyue's heart sank, and he felt that today's matter might not end well!

Then, seeing that the hurricane could not be resisted, he could no longer care about anything else, and could only strike again with a violent invisible force, directly annihilating all the remaining sword lights.

The terrible residual power dissipated, and even the surrounding space began to show fine cracks!

However, at this moment, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal smiled:

"Hehe! Warm-up is over, the show is officially on!"

It was seen that it was suspended in the air without moving a step, but its fingertips pointed far ahead, and the vast and majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered again, and quickly merged with the sharp sword intent and sword momentum, forming a lifelike green lotus floating out.

The understated posture seemed to be elegant and calm. How could it be like fighting with the great power of the Holy King Realm? It was clearly strolling in the garden and pointing at the mountains and rivers!

Such a proud and unparalleled momentum in the nine states.

Who in the world can match it?

Only this time, the shape of the green lotus seemed more solid, and the sword intent contained in it increased exponentially, and the number reached a full five.

Wherever it passed, the green light emerged and directly pulled a narrow crack in the space, and blocked all the retreat routes around the Holy King Yun Yao.

Seeing this scene, especially realizing the terrifying power contained in the lotus, the latter's face suddenly became extremely solemn.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, his heart was already filled with turbulent waves. He must have felt a strong threat from this sword, and more of it was deep disbelief.

It was simply unimaginable that a person who had just entered the state of transformation could have such strength. Even looking at the past and present, it was a rare thing.

It can be seen from this that Qinglian was gifted and really deserved the word "evil"!

At the critical moment, Saint King Yun Yao no longer dared to be arrogant. He immediately activated the totem secret technique without saying a word. A snow eagle phantom on his chest shone brightly, causing the huge strength of his body to surge wildly, and even the surrounding void was distorted.

Then he clenched his fist with one hand and hit it hard. The boundless wind around him moved with it, forming a dazzling white light that attacked the front to block. The domineering and powerful terrifying force directly cracked the void along the way.

There is no doubt that he has used all his strength at this moment!

"Boom boom!"

The next moment, the blue lotus and the white light met, and the two sides confronted each other without giving in. The power contained in each of them also exploded, causing the roar and explosion between heaven and earth to continue to echo, and the terrible aftermath spread in a circle, cutting off all the mountaintops deep in the Qifeng Mountains.

However, in just a moment, the white light was completely consumed, and the remaining two blue lotuses continued to float over, emitting sword light directly pointing to Yun Yao's eyebrows.

Caught off guard, the latter was horrified and impatiently used his best trick to save his life. Behind him, a thousand-foot-high light appeared and quickly condensed into a giant phantom that was a thousand feet tall!