Chapter 3011 The Horror of the Heavenly Proud

"Buzz!"

In the sky, the Jinpeng vision shattered in an instant.

At the foot of the mountain, the battle formation disappeared at the same time.

Zhu Tianjiao was surprised, and quickly looked at the foot of Chiyang Mountain.

"Who is this?"

Ren Bingheng's eyes flashed when he saw a silver-haired man with a shawl walking out in front of the goddess of longevity (shēn).

This person's face was unfamiliar, and he couldn't recognize it for a while.

Many other Tianjiao also looked puzzled, who dare not give face to the Nangong family? It seems so face-to-face.

Even the prince of the Qingming Palace gasped in surprise, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the silver-haired man with deep eyes.

"Nangong family, haven't you heard of it?"

When the silver-haired man said these words, many Tianjiao were even more uproarious.

"This person is an idiot, does he know what he is talking about?"

"Is this trying to offend Nangong Jun and the Nangong family to death?"

"madness!"

The glory of the family is greater than the sky!

As far as the disciples of the family are concerned, the name of the family is the name of the family (shēn) and the glory is cast, and the name of the family (shēn) is fighting for the name of the family.

For example, in mythology and classics, the battle of gods' skins can trigger the battle of gods.

In the name of the family, the disciples of the family will never die!

In their eyes, the silver-haired man was nothing more than a strong man who had reached the quasi-emperor realm.

How unwise is it to offend the Nangong family?

Sure enough, the commander of the Nangong family, Commander Sixteen Generals, set up a battle formation, vowing to suppress and kill the silver-haired man.

"I don't know which faction cultivated this person, but he is just too arrogant and arrogant."

"Even the Nangong family will be offended, and death will not be punished."

"The sixteen quasi-emperors set up a battle formation, this person must die!"

Ren Bingheng and other Tianjiao chuckled, with a hint of contempt and a hint of pity.

Every strong man who has cultivated into a quasi-emperor is particularly powerful. The sixteen quasi-emperors join forces, and their combat power is even more terrifying.

Not to mention, these sixteen quasi-emperors were actually Mo Yunwei, and they followed the way of killing and attacking in the army, and they joined forces to set up a battle formation.

Even if the emperor makes a move, it's not impossible to resist one or two!

However.

What happened next surprised them again.

The silver-haired man was at ease, with his hands spread out flat, a ray of sword light rose from his palm like water (dàng).

"Buzz!"

The extreme sharpness pierced the void and scattered towards the surroundings.

Even if everyone stands on the top of the mountain, they can still feel the terrifying sword intent that pierces the universe and divides the sun and the moon.

"This is……?"

The many arrogances on the mountain were shocked.

I see.

The silver-haired man flicked his fingers and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the sword light surged like a sea, sweeping across the heavens, covering all the moon sky and flooding the heavens and the earth.

The entire secret realm was filled with the sound of swords, and the thick clouds in the sky were all blown away.

The void then collapsed, and all tangible and intangible substances were torn apart, as if the heaven and the earth were split!

The sixteen quasi-emperors of the Nangong family couldn't resist at all, and were torn into countless pieces in the blink of an eye.

Countless blood, stumps, and broken arms flew in all directions like rain.

"How...how...possible?"

Ren Bingheng stared blankly, standing there blankly.

He could feel an unimaginable sword intent coming towards him, his

(ròu)(shēn) is trembling, the spirit is howling.

Just watching from a distance, his mind seemed to be shattered by this sword intent, and his mind was filled with the brilliant sword intent!

The same is true for the rest of Tianjiao.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Many Tianjiao gods were sluggish and in a trance.

It was hard for them to imagine that this was the sword light slashed by a quasi-emperor. If it was said that it was a sword slashed by an emperor, they would all believe it.

This sword is really too terrifying!

(end of this chapter)