A group of heroes joined forces, but they could not make up for the gap in realm. They were easily defeated by the Sword Master, and they were in danger.

At the critical moment, a blue sword appeared, releasing the sharp sword energy to temporarily rescue everyone. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt appeared on the clouds, followed by a young man in white.

"Meng Xuan!" "Master!"

Several people exclaimed in a low voice, that the blue sword was the best sword in the world back then, and the two who appeared afterwards were naturally the Sword Saint and Meng Xuan.

The two of them had extraordinary auras, especially the Sword Saint, who had a feeling of Taoism, and they were probably not far from the Supreme Realm.

"It's not bad, I understand the power of Hunyuan!" Jian Zun said lightly.

This man in blue is indeed stronger than others, but he cannot feel dangerous. The gap in his realm cannot be made up. Unless there is a innate treasure, he will not become the supreme, and it will not be a threat after all.

"A fight?" The Sword Saint looked at the Sword Saint, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and felt no anger, just like inviting an opponent.

"Although your realm is not enough to become my opponent, you feel like a strong man, and I will take this battle!" Jian Zun also said calmly.

Just like a gentleman in swords, the conversation between the two seemed gentle and gentle, and they didn't feel much murderous aura, but they only had the intention of fighting.

The Sword Saint waved his hand and swept Zhao Lei, Yang Zhu and others to a place, then pulled the sharpness in his hand, and the four swords of Zhu Xian also appeared beside him.

The sword saint is only half a step away from the supreme realm. His soul treasure is sharp, and the four swords of Zhu Xian are like the god-killing spear. He has a faint aura of the innate treasure, which is very powerful.

"Leave this person to me and kill those people!" Jian Zun ordered casually, and billions of troops from other worlds immediately killed Yang Zhu and others.

I was defeated before, but now it is different. Several people were seriously injured. I am afraid that there will be problems with their actions, and their military achievements are right in front of me.

The Sword Saint smiled slightly, not seeming to be worried at all, and just said to the Sword Zun: "Fellow Daoist, you are down from the lower level."

"No, I just want to see if you are an opponent worthy of my serious treatment. Now it seems that it is indeed worth it." Jian Zun Yi said lightly.

Fighting is not just about fighting power, but also about fighting wits and fighting mentality. At the beginning, the first confrontation was held. The Sword Master asked his men to attack Yang Zhu and others just to disrupt the Sword Master's mind. Once he was worried about those people, his mind would be in chaos.

It’s not that you don’t have self-confidence. You are already a level lower than yourself. If you just do this, you can make your mind confused. In the view of Jian Zun, such people are not qualified to be their opponents.

However, the Sword Saint did not show any rush. He obviously put all his mind in this upcoming battle. This may seem ruthless, but it is the best state of the battle.

If the sword saint said meaningfully, "It's not that I'm ruthless, but I know that without the Supreme, these people will not be in danger. Your people will not do it."

Why not, because there is a rising star intact. Meng Xuan.

White clothes are as snowy as snow, Meng Xuan stood among the people, looking at Zhao Lei and Yang Zhu with a smile and said, "I haven't seen each other for so many years, but I've become like this. It's so disappointing for me."

"Your grandma raises bears, don't say sarcastic words, otherwise you will try it?" Yang Zhu shouted immediately. She was very unhappy.

Meng Xuan has never spoken much, and now it is rare to say such a long sentence, which is actually a sarcasm for a few people.

At this time, the army from another world had rushed over, but Meng Xuan didn't notice it at all. He spread it out and there was a large amount of blue broken jade like ice crystals on his hand. He didn't know what it was, but it just had a familiar aura that made Yang Zhu and Zhao Lei familiar.

"It's a bit uncomfortable to pay attention to defense, but it will end soon." Meng Xuan said suddenly.

Everyone was confused and before they understood what it meant, Meng Xuan had already made moves.

The blue and white light bloomed in his palm, a chill that penetrated his heart, and a creepy beauty. In an instant, the light became more and more brilliant, as if it was extremely sublimation, and suddenly made the world pale.

Accompanied by this creepy white light, a terrifying deep cold that freezes everything and spreads rapidly, spreading along the surface, along the sun, along the air, along the void...

A huge ice sheet appeared on the ancient continent, directly covering nearly one-third of Zhongshu, which was incredible.

"Meng Xuan, what are you doing!" Zhao Lei shouted loudly.

"Your grandma raises a bear, I'm so cold!" Yang Zhu even cursed in pain.

The other people were not very familiar with Meng Xuan and were difficult to talk to, but they were also extremely painful.

This move not only deals with the monks from other worlds, but also wraps them up and bears all the attacks.

Meng Xuan seemed to have not heard it, and continued to exercise his skills on his own. After a moment, he finally held it hard and spit out a word: "Qing!"

In an instant, a terrible force appeared from his palm.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the huge ice cap shattered and turned into tiny broken ice and gradually disappeared. All the monks in the other world affected by the ice disappeared, and the world was quiet.

After quiet, Yang Zhu scolded: "Meng Xuan, you bastard!" The monks from another world suffered severe damage, and they almost killed Meng Xuan with this move. If they hadn't believed in their brothers, they would really doubt whether this guy wanted to take the opportunity to kill everyone together.

Only Yang Zhu could curse people, but the other few people had no strength to speak.

This is an indiscriminate attack. Anyone except Meng Xuan himself will be injured and cannot be controlled. However, the power is indescribable. In the blink of an eye, all the monks near Tiandu have been killed. If monks from other regions want to come here, they will be afraid that they will not be able to do it for a while.

The effect of this move is just like the name of the move, clear it directly.

Without too much explanation, Meng Xuan waved his hand and rolled up his true energy, leading everyone to the south. This place will become a fierce battlefield, and you need to stay away from here to restore these people.

"Is this your disciple who hurts others and yourself? Not bad." Jian Zun looked at Jian Zun and asked.

The deaths of many subordinates and the departures of Meng Xuan and others did not seem to be taken seriously by him.

"Actually, I'm even better!" The Sword Saint seemed to have a very good mentality and teased casually, and at the same time began to instill true energy into the edge.

"Should you say you are too confident, or should you say he believes you too much, and you don't seem to worry about you at all!" Jian Zun said, and his body also emitted a sword energy that surged into the sky.

The Sword Saint raised the sharp edge in his hand and smiled faintly: "It's not that I'm confident, nor that he believes in me, but that he and I know it."

"I didn't plan to leave alive!"
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