The attack of the Crazy Owl was extremely powerful. Even though he was sealed by the frost and bound by the water prison, he still rushed towards the opponent wildly.

With his body as the center, extremely huge giant beasts appeared, rushing forward, tearing the frozen power.

At this time, his original deity seemed to be integrated with the sacred beast. The extremely violent war beast stood in front of thousands of mountains, and his sharp claws were killing it down, trying to break and destroy this space.

Qianshan was still sitting there. In this fantasy sea space, he seemed to be at the bottom of the sea. He did not look up, but just waved the strings of the piano, and the rhythm turned into ripples, constantly rushing into the eardrums of the mad owl. The closer he got to Qianshan, the stronger the shock force was. The whole person's will was shaking unsteadily, and the scenes he saw in front of him seemed a little blurred.

But even so, he could not stop him from continuing to attack downward. The waves roared on Qianshan's body, and a water dragon hovered upwards around his body, then rushed towards the war beast, entangled towards the other party's body, thus blocking the attack of the mad ox.

Accompanied by a violent shock, both of them were shocked at the same time.

"The Crazy Owl is going to be defeated." Many people thought to themselves that Qianshan's musical technique can continuously weaken the Crazy Owl's ability. At the beginning of the battle, Crazy Owl has the most chance to win, but if this blow is not taken, it will be difficult to have a chance in the future.

As everyone expected, the battle lasted for a long time, and the Crazy Owl attacked violently. Qianshan used piano magic to defend, until the Crazy Owl was constantly weakened, and finally, it was defeated by Qianshan and defeated.

"Thank you." Qianshan put away his Qinhun, stood up and saluted the powerful men of Trayastrim, and then turned back to the crowd of disciples of Dali National Academy.

Kuang Xiao's face was very cold, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he also returned to those who practiced in Trayastrim Mountain.

"Do you understand?" A young man looked at the mad ox and asked in the crowd of Trayastrim Mountain.

The mad owl bows his head, on the battlefield, if he loses his battle, it often means death.

He was the first person in Trayastrim to seek Taoism. He was defeated and naturally felt embarrassed.

"In the battlefield, you are brave and powerful, and you will rush into the army. However, from the beginning of the battle, the Thousand Mountains of the Dali National Academy will restrain your abilities. The sound of the piano is superb and the magic is extraordinary. Even if you have the power of attack, it is still difficult to exert it. After returning to Trayastrim, you should reflect on yourself. The courage of an ordinary man is difficult to become a great man. In addition to the trial of life and death, you also need to read more." The young man said.

Many people looked at the young man who was talking in surprise. He listened to his intentions, as if the battle just now was just a trial against the disciples of Trayastrimsa Mountain, not a real battle to seek the Tao.

He used this battle to teach the disciples of Trayastrim Mountain to a lesson.

"Yes, senior brother." Kuang Xiao lowered his head and responded, as if he was very respectful to the young man.

The young man stepped out and immediately the eyes of the disciples of the Dali National Academy fell on him. He saw that the young man was obviously more outstanding than the Kuang Xiao, and he was half a head taller. He was wearing a black shirt and his calm eyes were extremely deep.

This person stood beside Di Hao among the disciples of Trayastrim Mountain, which shows his status.

I guess, it will be very strong.

"Trarishi Mountain, Seven Sins, Sword Cultivator, Peak of Sage, Half-Step Holy Realm, Please advise." The moment he finished speaking, an invisible sword intent instantly enveloped the entire Taoist platform, cold and solemn. Although he was still standing there calmly, it exuded an extreme danger.

The face of the disciple of the Dali National Academy became a little more serious in an instant. Obviously, this person was very strong.

Moreover, when he introduced himself, he said bluntly, the sword cultivator, the half-step holy realm.

This is a kind of self-confidence, who informs one's own cultivation and releases his breath to let the other party sense it. Ren Dali's people choose to fight.

Even the people from Jianshan looked at the figure walking out. Many sword cultivators looked quite solemn. They felt a savage pressure from the sword intent released by the other party.

Seven sins, sword cultivator.

This is a cultivator who has no reputation in Dali Imperial City. Before that, almost no one had heard of his existence.

Not to mention him, even Di Hao was well-known because he was adopted by King Tiangu as his adopted son.

Dali people pay far more attention to Dali National Court than Trayastrim, especially in this imperial city.

There are many strong people in the Dali National Academy, and gathering Dali elites, naturally there are also half-steps into the saint's realm. If Di Hao doesn't go to fight, Dongchen will obviously not go to fight.

Otherwise, who can fight against Di Hao?

At this time, a disciple of the Dali National Academy stepped out. He was wearing a golden dress and looked very thin. When he stepped onto the Taoist platform, he could clearly feel the sword intent released by the Seven Sins. However, his steps were steady, and golden light spread out from him, as if there was a strange rhythm, which shocked the invisible space and gradually turned into a strong pressure, sweeping towards the Seven Sins.

"Zuo Zong." Many people were not surprised to see this person appear. In the Dali Court, Dongchen and Zuo Zong should be the closest to the holy realm.

The most recent Dali National Academy of Dali was the first in Dongchen and the second in Zuozong.

"Zuo Zong, a disciple of the Dali National Academy, please give me advice." Zuo Zong said. After he finished speaking, his golden robe suddenly became windless, and the suffocating pressure enveloped the Lu Dao Platform.

At this moment, although the two of them did not take action, they were already in a clash of momentum, and the airflow on the Taoist platform became extremely manic.

Even the powerful people around them felt the suffocating pressure.

The sword intent condensed wildly, and everyone saw that the extremely violent sword airflow condensed in front of Qishou, making a sharp and harsh sound. Then a sword appeared, floating in front of him, and roaring.

This sword seemed to be greedily devouring the sword energy between heaven and earth. The sword body was extremely thin, but it created a terrifying texture on it, exhaling terrifying light.

Many people in Jianshan showed their sharp eyes and their eyes turned into sharp swords. Even Chengying Sword Saint was slightly moved.

"Kasyapa Sword." Chengying Sword Saint spoke, and suddenly many big shots were moved.

The name of Kasyapa's sword originated from a Kasyapa sword saint many years ago, who was unparalleled in swordsmanship and was known as the number one person in Dali swordsmanship.

Later, the Kashyapa Sword Saint disappeared, and the Kashyapa Sword never appeared again.

Now, is the sword in the hands of the Seven Sins Kashyapa?

I saw that the sword was as thin as a leaf, and I could vaguely see the shape of the leaves. Although it was extremely thin, the sword intent was terrifying.

"The first sword." Qisin spit out a sound from his mouth, and the sword emanated like light and disappeared in an instant.

Zuo Zong obviously felt the other party's strength. When his life soul was released, a golden light flowed on his body. An extremely huge golden figure covered his body, like a golden ancient god.

"clang."

With a loud bang, the void roared, and an extremely terrifying storm swept out and turned into countless golden spears.

However, the sword penetrated directly and split one of the golden spears directly from the middle, but did not touch the other spears. They continued to move forward and kill towards Zuo Zong, as fast as a ray of light.

Zuo Zong raised his golden huge palm and slapped it towards the sword, like a storm, and the void was shaken.

However, the sword was too thin, as if there was nowhere to be subjected to force, and directly pierced into the golden palm print, which penetrated through it little by little, came out of the back of the palm, and continued to pierce the Zuo Zong.

There were also dazzling golden patterns on the golden body of Zuo Zong, making a crisp sound, and a terrible shock force swept out. But facing this terrible storm, the sword still pierced at the golden body, penetrated into it bit by bit, but only half in, and was finally blocked.

The disciples of the Dali National Academy looked solemn. Zuo Zong's offensive and defensive skills were unparalleled, but the opponent's sword stabbed halfway through.

Zuo Zong wanted to grab the sword with his left hand, but he saw the sword withdrawing instantly, like a golden stream of light, and then rotated around Zuo Zong's body.

Many people looked at Seven Sins again, and he was controlling the sword.

Not only that, a second sword appeared in front of him.

"The Second Sword." After the words came, the sword came out and headed towards Zuo Zong again. At the same time, the first sword also moved again.

The two swords cut the body of the ancient god summoned by Zuo Zong at the same time, and tore it apart bit by bit.

"Dong." There was a loud noise, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. Zuo Zong stepped out in one step, allowing the sword to cut his body, and his footsteps came towards the Seven Sins. He saw a golden arm killing towards the Seven Sins. Not only that, when he stepped, a power of power enveloped the space and crushed the void.

Qisin still stood there calmly, looked up at the arm that was slaughtering. His body was surrounded by sword intent, tearing the void.

In an instant, the body of Seven Sins broke through the air, as if ignoring the pressure, and the body disappeared directly.

The body of the Seven Sins appeared above Zuo Zong's head.

"The Way of Space."

Kashyapa's sword, only those who practice the way of space can practice.

"The Third Sword." In front of the Seven Sins, the third Kasyapa sword assassinated out. On the Zuo Sect's huge body, many golden arms suddenly appeared, and they grabbed the void at the same time.

The figure of the Seven Sins disappeared again, like a golden afterimage, shuttled through the Lun Taoist temple, and his mental power was released to the extreme. When he dodged, he controlled the sword to continuously cut off Zuo Zong's body.

The disciples of the Dali National Academy looked solemn. If this continues, Zuo Zong will be defeated.

As they expected, when the thirteen swords of Kashyapa came out, a terrifying Kashyapa sword storm had already blew around Zuo Sect's body, and his huge golden Dharma body was torn to pieces and cut off wildly, and was destroyed little by little.

Soon, even the extremely powerful ancient god's body could not support it, and its body collapsed and torn apart. Thirteen swords surrounded Zuo Zong's body, the sword intention was annihilated, and the seven sins' body was suspended in the sky, with a calm expression.

Zuo Zong of Dali National Academy was defeated.

Many people looked up at the Seven Sins in the Void. In addition to Di Hao, there were such strong people. So how strong is Di Hao?

Even Ye Futian's eyes at Qisin's eyes changed a little. The person standing at the peak of Dali was indeed extraordinary.

"I didn't expect that the long-lost Kashyapa Sword will appear here today, which is worth the trip." Chengying Sword Saint said.

"Can you fight with Jian Wu?" Li Xun asked.

"Yes." Chengying Sword Saint nodded, and everyone looked at the Seven Sins.

Jian Wu is known as the first sword cultivator under the Dali Saint and the first disciple of Jianshan. He is the seven sins. Being able to fight with him shows how powerful the seven sins are.

"That's how we talk about Taoism today. I wonder if we can see the peak battle of my junior Dali swordsmanship, the sword of Sword Mountain, and the sword of Kashyapa." Li Xun said with a smile.

Chengying Sword Saint looked at Jian Wu, then looked at Ye Futian again.

Jianshan came to leave the imperial city to fulfill his promise, and asked Jianwu to go down the mountain, and to defeat Jianqi and let him enter Jianshan to practice.

Now, a peak sword cultivator has also appeared in Trayastrim, and he has seen the long-lost Kashya Sword.
Chapter completed!