Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 720

[Chapter 720 Array of False Gods]

Those who hated the Xuan family’s changes the most were the royal faction, but the one who was most surprised were the elders.

Xuan Tianwei can be regarded as the founder of the city.

——But he has never told his colleagues about God’s condescension.

This time the royal faction took mad revenge, Xuan Tianwei could also be said to have cut himself off from the old faction, and almost chose the direction of death. Even the old faction could not save him if he wanted to, so he could only go with the flow and regarded him as an abandoned son.

Therefore, the Xuan family did not know anything.

The original plan of the old school was only to capture and announce it to reflect the dignity of the law. Personally, they have no intention of targeting Xuan Jia.

But after the God-descendant event, the elders who reacted the most were the elders.

“Xuan Tianwei, his heart can be punished.”

Mr. Jiu in the prison stood on the edge of the desert and looked at Shen Zhenyi and his party from a distance.

They know that Xianyuan Mountain, the sick sword, is dead, and a powerful force has been reduced in this team. But the far-sighted Mr. Wine would never underestimate these people.

Xuan Yan has accepted the legendary blood of the gods, and the power of the cold god’s power has exploded, and some people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

And Shen Zhenyi, the great swordsman who was approved by the nine-door admiral Yuan Yuzhen, also sat leisurely on the crystal throne. I heard that he was at the center of the power of the cold god, and even stopped the power of the announcement.

Mr. Wine has never underestimated himself, and he will never underestimate his enemies.

“The blood of the Xuan family is bound to be obtained.”

He narrowed his eyes, watching the powerful and bewildering announcement.

“Where do you think the highest ceiling of this ‘god’ is?”

Mr. Wine suddenly asked the people around him.

There was a simple and solemn swordsman in black with a sword on his back. He scoffed at the strength of this sorcery: “He is now the seventh level of the stable god and human realm, but I can easily kill him. As for whether this kind of person can To the eighth level of the Divine Human Realm, I don’t know.”

His tone was straightforward.

If this kind of guy with shit luck can step into the eighth level of the god-human realm, then the road of martial arts is a joke.

——Of course, this also means that he admits that if Xuan Yan stepped into the eighth level of the God-Human Realm, then he would definitely not be an opponent.

This is the realm of difference.

Mr. Wine laughed, very happy.

“Zhong Zheng, you are always so humorous.”

He knew that Xuan Yan could be promoted to the eighth level of the Divine Human Realm almost without any accident, and if his body allowed it, he could even hope to reach the ninth level of the legendary Divine Human Stage.

Because what he got was the legendary power of God.

It is a stronger power beyond the realm of gods and humans.

What realm this power is, the well-informed Mr. Jiu can’t speculate, but he knows that this is their chance.

It is the opportunity of Xuantian City.

—Or rather, the chance of the patriarchs.

“Xuan Tianwei has this kind of blood in his body, but he keeps it secret. He is disloyal to Xuantian City and Wanmin. He only wants to be a hero.” Recalling the scene in Tianjing, Mr. Jiu was still a little embarrassed.

“So, you want to use the power of this bloodline?”

The black-clothed swordsman known as Zhong Zheng was not satisfied.

He thought it was crooked.

“Old clock.”

Mr. Jiu sighed deeply: “You know we have no choice.”

Humans have no way to go, at least these high-level people in Xuantian City can’t find a way.

If the old guys in the obelisk can lead all beings, they won’t be silent for thousands of years.

Everyone wants to find their own way.

The people of the royal family hope to unify the country and attribute their power to the highest emperor.

People from the ancient martial arts school are desperately looking for the legendary powerful martial arts.

The people of Mieshengtang are full of enthusiasm, probably thinking of killing one to earn enough money, killing two to earn one, and expecting a miracle to happen.

The beast-hearted man simply recognizes the reality, surrenders to save his life, and wants to turn himself into a beast to survive.

——The people of the old school think the most. They always believe that they supported Xuantian City, and they also supported the last backbone of mankind in the Seven Wounds World. It should be up to them to control the overall situation.

As for how to deal with the beasts, in fact, Mr. Jiu is just as helpless.

But no matter what, you must first settle down in order to fight against the outside world. If you have mastered the power of blood, you may be able to force other factions to subdue them and make them obey the dispatch of the elders.

Zhong Zheng did not speak.

He will never understand these things.

All he could figure out was the sword in his hand.

Now his sword was beating lively in its scabbard, like his swordsman’s heart.

——What he paid attention to was not the kid that Mr. Jiu was bound to win.

——It was the sword beside the child, sitting on the crystal throne.

That swordsman!

His attention was gradually completely attracted by this man’s sword, his lips were dry, his breathing was short, and his body could not help tense.

“Can’t help but think about making a move?”

Mr. Wine could see his thoughts.

“Jianzhi is worthy of being a swordsman, but it will take a while.”

Wait.

When the surrounding great formations are completely arranged, and after waiting for the divine power to be suppressed, Jian Zhi Zhongzheng will have the opportunity to challenge his opponent.

That… the third son of Shen who is comparable to Zhu Jie and Yuan Yuli!

“It looks unremarkable.”

Mr. Wine raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhong Zheng held the hilt of the sword painfully: “It will be my life’s regret that I can’t fight him fairly.”

As a swordsman, he just wants to enjoy the most gorgeous sword of his opponent. After being distorted by power and influence, his swordsmanship has also become ugly.

Mr. Wine shrugged in disapproval.

At the same time, the desert wind had already blown Shen Zhenyi’s sleeves.

“We’re stuck.”

Opposite him, Ah Hui sniffed and sniffed: “It’s popular, it’s a formation.”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the sound of eating and eating. The surrounding sand dunes cracked open, and countless men in black appeared. Holding the flag, they danced back and forth and performed the battle. I saw that the divine light gradually combined and turned into a huge virtual image of Amitabha, covering the four fields. .

“Oh, gather manpower and turn it into a false god. Even this array of martial arts has developed in Xuantian City.”

Shen Zhenyi nodded with a smile, turned back to Xuanyan and said: “This is the strongest way to fight against divine power with ordinary human power. Although it is not perfect, it is already a prototype. You may encounter such an opponent in the future, so you can observe and study it. Fan.”

The divine light of one person cannot fight against the gods, but if they can be combined, they can fight against the divine power, so that they can have the power to fight.

The False God has great restraint on divine power, but the human beings in the Seven Wounds World should have no experience of fighting against gods, and they don’t know where they learned this formation, or just imagined it out of thin air.

Ah Hui was also speechless at his calmness.

“If the False God is suppressed, the Cold God will not be able to take action. Third Young Master Shen, I am afraid that you have to deal with thousands of troops. Are you so happy?”

“I?”

Shen Zhenyi pointed to his nose and smiled, “I’m sorry, it’s not me.”

“—You have to deal with thousands of troops.”