From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 263 The Art of Splitting the Sky
Eight Xingxuan slowly appeared between the eyebrows of this giant.

The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was absorbed by these eight stars like a tide, and then this Pangu real body began to grow slowly here.

Soon a powerful giant comparable to the Nine Star Ancient God appeared in front of everyone.

This is the power of the eight-star ancient god inherited by Zhang Wuji before. After merging with Pangu's real body, the reminder alone is already comparable to the nine-star ancient god.

Of course, his strength in terms of strength may not be comparable to that of the Nine-Star Ancient God, because after all, the Nine-Star Ancient God is like a strong man who can win in the flesh, and now he only has the same strength as the opponent. Skills can vary widely.

"Shua!" With a flick of Zhang Wuji's hand, a huge sword light appeared in his hand, and in an instant, this indomitable giant seemed to show its sharpness.

It is true that he and Nine Star Ancient God cannot be compared in terms of strength, but he is not without advantages, his advantage is the sword he has practiced all his life.

This is the foundation of oneself, and it is also the most powerful and trustworthy method for oneself at this stage.

"I'm going to test his water. If you think the situation is wrong, you should return to the Three Realms as soon as possible!" Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

Everyone was silent when they heard the words. It is true that the current battlefield has reached the level of a saint. They, Taiyi Jinxian and Daluo Jinxian, have no possibility of fighting at all. Except for Zhen Yuanzi, who is in the quasi-sage realm, everyone on the scene has already No one can join Zhang Wuji's fight.

Have I grown to this extent without knowing it?
"I'm so amazing!" Zhang Wuji smiled and took a step forward.

The void was distorted, and Zhang Wuji directly stepped through the void with only his physical strength, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of the Nine-Star Ancient God, and slashed across with his sword.

"Boom!" Ancient God Nine Stars raised his fist to resist.

Zhang Wuji's sword left a faint white mark on Jiuxing Ancient God's arm, but soon the white mark disappeared without a trace.

And he himself was knocked back half a step by the powerful force carried in the fist of the Nine Star Ancient God.

"It's you?" A voice sounded from the Nine Stars Ancient God.With a hint of surprise.

This was the first time that Ancient God Nine Stars had spoken to Zhang Wuji and others after the arrival of Ancient God Nine Stars, and Zhang Wuji discovered very keenly that it was not Ancient God Nine Stars who spoke, but a certain consciousness inside Ancient God Nine Stars.

"Is it a controlled existence again?"

Thoughts turned in Zhang Wuji's mind, and he also smiled and said, "You know me?"

"I don't know it, but I know the eight-star ancient god mecha you control."

"He originally belonged to my Blackstone Region."

"You are on my must-kill list, and the danger level is very high!" The voice continued, and Zhang Wuji felt that the other party's voice was a little strange, as if it didn't seem like a real creature, but rather like a mechanically synthesized voice.

"Who are you?" Zhang Wuji asked.

"Hehe, you may not be able to understand my existence. If you use the thinking of you people from the Three Realms, you can call me the Dao of Heaven in your Three Realms."

"The way of heaven?" Zhang Wuji showed a trace of doubt on his face.

"That's right!"

"I am the Dao of Heaven in the Blackstone Region, and I control the entire Blackstone Region."

"Are you the main god that those black-eyed people talk about?" Zhang Wuji knew it in his heart. Hearing this guy's voice, Zhang Wuji felt that there was a [-]% chance that the other party was a robot that had produced its own intelligence.

"Outsider, if you choose to join me, I can make you a saint under the Dao of Heaven."

"This identity is probably much stronger than your current identity in the Three Realms!"

"And even if you put in countless efforts in this confrontation, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a saint in the end."

"Although I still don't understand the operation of the Three Realms of Heaven, but according to my calculations, the possibility of you wanting to become a saint in this confrontation is only [-]%."

The guy kept talking.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuji was taken aback.

There was a gleam of joy on his face: "According to what you say, don't I really have the possibility of becoming a saint?"

"To be honest, I really didn't have any expectations for sanctification before."

"Hehe, you can deceive me, but you can't deceive yourself."

"Zhang Wuji, as a sword cultivator, you are not a person who is willing to be inferior to others." The other party's voice did not have the slightest wave.

"Clang!" Zhang Wuji waved the Zangfeng in his hand casually, and countless sword qi were directly swayed by him, pouring forward.

And the original space there was silently annihilated in the sword energy.

A powerful fist flashed out and disappeared into the void again.

Zhang Wuji sneered: "I don't care who you are, I'll let you understand today that when it comes to sneak attacks, Lao Tzu is your ancestor as a sword repairman."

As Zhang Wuji said, his figure shook suddenly, and countless phantoms of Zhang Wuji appeared from his body, and then disappeared in the void.

This guy looked like an old silver coin at first glance, and he wanted to sneak attack while he was talking to him, which Zhang Wuji couldn't bear no matter what.

"Crack the sky!"

Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through, the other party stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Wuji, roared loudly, and at the same time opened his big hand and violently tore at Zhang Wuji.

A strong tearing force acted on Zhang Wuji's body from a distance of [-] li, making his huge Pangu real body seem to be torn in half.

"What a strong source of power!" Zhang Wuji's heart shuddered, his body shook violently, and the sword energy burst out again, resisting the tearing force covering his body.

At the same time, he took a step forward and slashed away with another blow of his sword.

Following his sword strike, countless sword qi burst out from all directions, which were exactly the ones that Zhang Wuji swayed just now.

These countless sword qi completely enveloped the opponent in the blink of an eye, and killed them all on him.

The Nine Star Ancient God's body was indeed incredibly powerful, but under Zhang Wuji's so much sword energy, there was still a silent and small wound on his body, but the next moment these wounds merged again, as if Zhang Wuji's sword hadn't worked at all generally.

"It's useless. The physical strength of the nine-star ancient god is not the same as that of the eight-star ancient god. You can't even pierce my skin, so how can you defeat me?" The mechanical voice without a trace of emotion spoke again.

"I came here based on calculations. The possibility of breaking the Broken Star Field is 80.00% nine."

"And since I became a spirit, I have never failed in all the possibilities that I calculated to exceed 80.00%, so you die for me!"

As the voice spoke, his hands were torn apart abruptly.

"Pfft!" A wound appeared on Zhang Wuji's body inexplicably, during which golden Pangu's true blood spewed out.

But the next moment, the same Pan Gu's real body began to recover quietly.

This is the power of faith.

(End of this chapter)