Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1038 Xeon Shocks the World with a Sword

"How is this possible?!"

In the sea beast tide defense line of the magic capital, in the temporary combat command room, the old master Pan Shi stared at the monitor screen of the satellite in astonishment, a pair of eyeballs almost popping out.

After all, the real-time images of the Fortress Gymnasium are captured by satellites, so there must be a big difference from being there. Therefore, although the old Taoist Panshi could see that Mo Changsheng had used some hole cards, he didn't know that after using these hole cards, Mo What level did Changsheng's strength reach?

However, when the old Taoist Pan Shi saw that the sword energy of Li Tianyi cut off the giant tail of the sword spine tumor dragon, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess how terrifying Mo Changsheng's strength was.

"He, he. Could it be that he is already." The old Taoist Panshi stared blankly at the display screen, stuttering and unable to utter a complete sentence, but soon, he shook his head fiercely, with a determined expression on his face. Said: "No, he hasn't reached that level yet, otherwise, why would he need to be so cautious, and it won't be a problem to push all the way."

After muttering a few words to himself, the old Taoist Panshi let out a long and complicated sigh, and then he saw in the monitor again, the remaining sword energy smashed a fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon with just one encounter. , the mood of the old Taoist Pan Shi is even more complicated: "I am afraid that the title of No. 1 under Yuanying will not be kept by the big brother."

It's not just the old Taoist Pan Shi who is in a complicated mood?In the whole of Huaxia, among all the people who are paying attention to the Chongming Island Fortress Gymnasium, is there any knowledgeable person who doesn't feel complicated?

In the capital city, an extremely disharmonious scene is taking place in an antique Taoist temple.

In a side hall of the Taoist temple, a large group of old Taoist priests wearing various robes, small Taoist priests, and moderate Taoist priests were gathered in front of a 65-inch large color TV, watching the live broadcast intently.

When the sickle-shaped magic weapon was smashed away by the remaining sword energy, the oldest Taoist priest with white eyebrows and white beard took a deep breath and said with a strange face: "This is interesting! With this Heaven-Splitting Sword Master, the Shushan Sword Sect, Chengjianmen, and even Chunyang Palace, who else has the face to fight for the title of the best sword in the world!"

"Master, I'm afraid you're wrong." A middle-aged Taoist smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing, "I'm afraid that the one who changed hands this time is not the name of the No. 1 Sword in the World, but No. .[-] name!"

"Needless to say the strength of the Sword Spinal Tumor Dragon, it was able to escape calmly from Qiyin Qinxian's hands before it broke through, and its current strength must have surpassed the average invincible overlord, and this Sky Splitting Sword Master can not only beat it Cutting wounds, and even the remaining sword energy almost made it impossible for so many demon cultivators to take it down. It is conceivable how terrifying the strength of this sky-cracking sword master is. I think, even the so-called Nascent Soul The No.1 one can't do it either, right?"

"It makes sense, it makes sense!" The old Taoist suddenly smiled and nodded again and again, saying: "Although the old guy is known as the No. If you fight alone, you will probably be beaten by this sword spine tumor! The fourth-level top-level ancient alien species, and it is also a sea beast that is much larger than land and flying monsters. That strength, tsk tsk, think about it Everyone knows. Hehe! Now I see how that old guy has the face to pretend to be in front of me! See if I don’t laugh at him to death!”

All the old Taoist priests around smiled helplessly, while those intermediate Taoist priests and young Taoist priests watched their hearts, pretending that they hadn't heard anything.

Qin Ling, on a mountain that looks like a standing sword, stone houses and bamboo buildings are arranged in every corner of the mountain according to a mysterious formation. A Taoist temple is very similar.

However, compared with the atmosphere in that Taoist temple, the atmosphere in this hall is much more depressing.

"What a domineering Sky-Splitting Sword! What a unparalleled Sky-Splitting Sword Master!"

At the top of the main hall, a middle-aged man with long hair who looked like a long sword was staring at the projection in the center of the hall. His right hand unconsciously held the hilt of the sword at his waist. Flashing with a terrifying fighting spirit.

But after a while, the long-haired middle-aged man slowly let go of the hilt of his sword, sat back on the chair, and said with a long sigh: "That's all! It's a battle that you will definitely lose, and it doesn't make any sense to fight! From now on, The title of the number one sword in the world is indisputable!"

"Brother." On the left side of the main hall, a beautiful woman who still had charm looked at the long-haired middle-aged man with great concern, and after a soft cry, she closed her mouth hesitantly.

"Junior Sister, don't worry!" The long-haired middle-aged man waved his hand with a smile, and said with a trace of relief: "The reason why senior brother was so keen to compete for the title of the best sword in the world was because none of those guys could Convince me!"

"Although many people have arranged rankings for us, they can't be counted at all. No one dares to say that we will win if we don't really fight, and if we really fight, it is very likely that we will cause Casualties, in this way, there is a high possibility of a big battle between our sects, so we have always restrained ourselves, even though we really wanted to have a big fight, we still stubbornly held back."

"However, this time is different!" An unusually bright brilliance flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man with long hair: "The sword master's swordsmanship has far surpassed those of us. You don't need to fight to know this. , since this is the case, there is no need for us to continue to fight."

After saying this, the eyes of the middle-aged man with long hair became brighter: "I originally thought that in the golden core realm, our swordsmanship is the ultimate, but now it seems that we still have room for improvement!"

"Junior Sister, I have decided, no matter what, I will challenge this Sky Splitting Sword Master! This challenge is not for fame, but for the way!"

Yangcheng, Chuncheng, Haizhou, Qizhou... Similar scenes are constantly being staged in the various sects. After today, the name of Master Mo Changsheng, the Sword Master of Splitting Heaven, will be left in the Chinese cultivation world, and even in the global cultivation circle. A bold stroke!
In fact, not only the cultivation world, but China's secular world was also shocked by Mo Changsheng's shocking sword. From the government officials to the common people, everyone who saw this great battle would not Forget everything you saw today.

In the capital city, in the South China Sea, an extremely majestic old man looked solemnly at the middle-aged men in military uniforms beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have received the news about the Taisu Ice Soul Grass, don't hesitate any longer. No matter what the price, we must find it!"

(End of this chapter)