The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

All of a sudden!

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds vanished from Zhao Yanjun's sight.

"Sword Pavilion, you underestimate me, Zhao Yanjun!"

Zhao Yanjun snorted coldly!
The power of the divine soul remained fixed on the eye of the storm!
now!

Inside the encampment!

The Divine Martial True Lord's expression was solemn!

Zhao Yanjun actually mobilized the entire army and manpower!
"what's going on?"

He looked at the person beside him and said!

"The people from Jian Ge have appeared, and Zhao Yanjun has mobilized a large army to surround and kill them!"

"True Lord, we need to leave immediately!"

The person below him spoke up!

"Several people have arrived from Jian Ge!"

"The Divine Martial True Lord said in a deep voice."

"There is only one person! His name is Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!"

"A swordsmanship master unlike any other ever seen before!"

"The old woman with the black worm, one of the royal family's protectors, has been killed by the other side!"

The person next to him spoke up.

"With only one person, Zhao Yanjun, leading a large army, should be able to annihilate the enemy!"

Shenwu Zhenjun couldn't help but say.

"True Lord, the Sword Pavilion will not send just one person; their intentions are not good!"

"Although based on some information from the Divine Court, it is speculated that the Sword Pavilion does not have a second Ancestral God Realm expert or a Celestial Immortal expert!"

"Then Juan Shoutian can't use that move again, but this is just speculation!"

The person beside him said in a deep voice.

Hear this!

Divine Martial True Lord frowned!
The matter of the Heavenly Sword Divine Realm has now completely failed!
The Divine Court ordered them to guard the border!

The Divine Court has other plans!
This is the idea of ​​the Divine Court. The Heavenly Sword Divine Domain Sword Pavilion may not necessarily act according to the Divine Court's predictions!

"I wonder what the Divine Court's plans are?"

"This is what Shenwu Zhenjun thought to himself."

"go!"

But now that there's a threat here, he doesn't want to linger here!

If Zhao Yanjun fails.

If someone from Jian Ge appears here, they might not spare his life, so it's best to leave.

The two disappeared quickly!

Battleground!

After the powerful firestorm!

Sword Lord Twelve Hatred stood still, and a large array of sword energy was set up around him to block the impact of these forces.

But his expression also changed somewhat!

Block this attack!
It took a lot of his strength!
His eyes turned to Zhao Yanjun!
At this moment, dozens of figures appeared behind Zhao Yanjun, and behind those figures was a dark mass!
Countless figures appeared!

boom!
These figures unleashed a terrifying aura that swept towards Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!
Bang!
Under the torrent of power, Sword Lord Twelve Hatred's body was shattered by the sword energy around him, and then his body flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds is powerful!
However, they were also injured under the overwhelming force of the hundreds of thousands of troops from the Eastern Divine Court!

This army of hundreds of thousands was a large-scale expeditionary force, not an ordinary army.

"kill!"

Just then!
A figure rushed out from behind Zhao Yanjun!
He charged toward Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds, intending to seize this opportunity to kill him!
only!

suddenly!

A lantern appeared above his head!
The lantern appeared! Instantly enveloping the figure!
Ah!
Then the figure was engulfed in flames and let out a scream!
"who!"

Zhao Yanjun's gaze fell upon the spot where the lanterns had appeared!
A figure walked out!
He raised his hand and instantly grabbed the lantern!
As soon as it appears!

The atmosphere changed instantly, and endless energy surged from his body, heading towards the hundreds of thousands of troops.

One person actually suppressed an army of hundreds of thousands!
The aura emanating from this person caused the entire space to envelop the hundreds of thousands of troops behind Zhao Yanjun.

"Ancestral God Realm!"

Zhao Yanjun looked at the figure that appeared with a look of horror!
Only a powerful expert at the Ancestral God Realm could suppress the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him single-handedly.

Another Ancestral God Realm expert has emerged from Sword Pavilion, completely contrary to their previous guess that there was only one Heavenly Immortal Realm expert, Liu Zhuyi!
"who are you?"

Zhao Yanjun looked at the other party and spoke.

"I am the guardian of the Sword Pavilion and the Sword Sealing Tower!"

The illuminating lamp that appeared spoke!

Sword-Sealing Tower, its guardian!
This is a good fit for the Illuminating World Lamp, and the position of Tower Master of the Sealed Sword Tower can be filled by someone else.

He's perfect for the job of a tower guard!
"The guardian of the Sword-Sealing Tower in Jian Ge!"

Zhao Yanjun's expression hardened upon hearing this!
The one wearing the six-zhu robe earlier seems to be the Lord of the Sword Debate Sea!

Now a guardian of the Sword-Sealing Tower has appeared!
And there's the Sword Tower!

The Sword Tower Master must also be a God-level warrior!

boom!
this moment!
Zhao Shiming raised his hand, and the lantern instantly shot out from his palm, enveloping the army behind Zhao Yanjun!

"I'll refine this army for you!"

That was a calm tone!
But at this moment!
Zhao Yanjun was deeply shaken!
Refining!

The enemy wants to refine the entire army behind him!
"No, absolutely not!"

Upon hearing Zhao Shimingdeng's words, Zhao Yanjun was greatly alarmed and roared!
"Go and form battle lines to hold them off!"

Zhao Yanjun roared!
Once these hundreds of thousands of troops are refined!

Even if he returns to the Eastern Divine Court, he will be killed by the Emperor with a single palm strike!
Absolutely no remains!

At that moment, the general behind him also unleashed his power!
Several powerful experts at the pinnacle of godhood also looked tense and quickly headed towards the army!

We must deploy our military formations to resist the refining power of the World-Illuminating Lamp!

call!
But as soon as these figures moved, several more figures appeared!

Ren Piaomiao, Miyamoto Souji, and others appeared one after another!

Stop these supreme god-emperors here!
There was no way to go back and help those hundreds of thousands of troops in time!

At that moment, the light emanating from the lantern in Zhao Shiming's hand had completely covered the army!
call!
At this moment, Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds stepped forward and stood before Zhao Yanjun.

"Our battle is not over yet. Hand them over to others. I'm going to kill you!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatred looked at Zhao Yanjun and said coldly.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Yanjun was furious!
His divine soul power swept across the surroundings, and the ultimate God Emperor powerhouse he brought was completely blocked by the people of the Sword Pavilion!
"This Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds must be killed!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He could only kill one person now, and if he could escape, he might be able to avoid death!

kill!

He shot forward, charging towards Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds.

With a sudden burst of energy, a blood-red spear shadow appeared, piercing towards Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

As his spear moved, the five black tigers behind him roared and pounced on Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds drew his sword

His figure slashed out!

The sword light burst forth and collided with the spear. Then, with a swift movement, the figure of Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds manifested in the void in six forms, intercepting all the fierce attacks from Zhao Yanjun and the five black giant tigers.

Roar!
Zhao Yanjun's attack failed!
He let out a low growl!
The five giant tigers roared and instantly transformed into black flames that surged into Zhao Yanjun's body!

Zhao Yanjun's aura surged wildly at this moment, and his power was almost at the Ancestral God Realm in an instant.

It was still a little short, but the power was immense, continuing its onslaught against Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds, who were forced to retreat under its relentless onslaught. (End of Chapter)