Chapter 1094 Yang Beiming's Sword Intention

Yang Beiming's sword shadow is like a lightsaber, very solid, and exudes an inexplicable pressure.

One after another, billions of sword shadows converge into a long river, like the river of destiny, which can only be seen in front of you, but not the end.

Hundreds of sword shadows are lined up in a row, making this sword river very wide, and the stars passing along the way are also illuminated by the sword river, which is brilliant and beautiful.

Before Yang Beiming appeared, countless creatures began to breathe rapidly as soon as the sword river appeared.

Everyone has heard of Yang Beiming, but how many creatures have really seen him in person?

"Is that the sword river of the Sword God..."

Emperor Tianwu murmured while looking at the sword river in the distance. He often heard the God Emperor mention Yang Beiming.

The God Emperor had a high opinion of Yang Beiming and said: "In this era, the person with the greatest chance of becoming a saint is Yang Beiming, who has billions of sword rivers crossing the starry sky."

This sentence is equivalent to putting Yang Beiming in the position of the strongest person in the three thousand worlds.

So when he heard that Yang Beiming was going to challenge Qin Xianjie with a sword, he hurried over to watch the battle.

Although he didn't specialize in swordsmanship, he might be able to understand something.

Even Emperor Tianwu was like this, not to mention An Ruming, Yun Yinjie and other geniuses.

In another direction, Mo Xuanzi, who was rescued from the prison by Qin Jun, also slipped over. While flying, he looked sideways at the sword river in the distance.

"What a spectacular sight... What kind of magic power can be squandered like this?"

Mo Xuanzi sighed. He came to Qin Xianjie for Yang Beiming and Qin Jun.

When he heard that Emperor Qin Tian sent his men to kill Wei Yue and Chen Wuji one after another, his eyes almost fell out.

Sure enough, after being imprisoned for hundreds of years, the world has really changed.

In addition to what he saw and heard in the prison, he came here to watch the battle.

He didn't think Yang Beiming would definitely win.

Qin Jun's men were too strong, and in addition, there was the mysterious death way as a trump card.

At the same time, a sharp sword intent rose from the sword river.

It was like a king dominating the world!

Looking down upon the common people!

All the creatures felt their hearts and minds shaken, and their eyes all looked towards a certain place in the Sword River.

There was a figure standing proudly there, it was Yang Beiming.

Yang Beiming put his hands behind his waist, his robe fluttered in the wind, and his master's posture was fully displayed.

Anyone who saw him could not help but feel awe in their hearts.

This is the Sword God!

Observe his momentum, and know that he is invincible!

"The Sword God is coming! Coming!"

"Hiss-Yang Beiming... I finally saw him with my own eyes!"

"There is no Yang Beiming in the universe... After I go back, I can brag about it for 10,000 years!"

"The sword will is so strong, it is almost impossible for me to reach a height, and I dare not even think about it."

"How strong is Yang Beiming's cultivation? This sense of oppression..."

The creatures discussed, all of them were amazed at Yang Beiming's strength.

Even if he had not made a move, his momentum and sword will alone gave people a sense of the might of heaven.

Emperor Tianwu narrowed his eyes, a hint of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "This kind of spirit... is exactly what I want to pursue."

Yang Beiming's momentum is neither restrained nor arrogant, but he has a kind of pride that only he can have in the three thousand worlds.

Crazy Kid was also shocked by Yang Beiming's sword intent. He touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect that besides those two monsters, there are such powerful people in the world."

In his eyes, this sword god is probably half a step into the holy realm.

Holy realm!

That is the realm that even Crazy Kids are crazy about.

Only by becoming a saint can you be immortal and truly live forever.

But how difficult it is to become a saint...

Yang Beiming was focused by countless eyes, his face remained unchanged, his eyes fixed on Qin Xianjie.

"Four saints, no wonder Emperor Qin Tian can be so unscrupulous."

Yang Beiming murmured to himself, and he saw through the number of saints in Qin Xianjie at a glance, which shows how high his cultivation is.

Even if he knew there were four saints, he still didn't stop.

The Billions of Sword Rivers continued to move forward.

Swoosh——

A sound of breaking through the air flew out from the Qin Immortal Realm. It was Luo Shixin.

He was full of murderous aura, holding the Kirin Overlord Spear in his hand. After flying over the city gate, he looked at Yang Beiming and shouted: "You are Yang Beiming!"

Yang Beiming's expression was still indifferent, and he said softly: "Karma, why bother to talk about it."

He spoke softly, but his voice resounded throughout the starry sky and clearly penetrated into the ears of all living beings.

Even the living beings in the Qin Immortal Realm heard it.

Qin Jun, who was undergoing the tribulation, couldn't help but raise his hand and raised his middle finger in the direction where the sound came from.

This guy is really good at pretending.

Boom!

Another thunderbolt struck down and landed on Qin Jun's Extreme Flame Demon God, making him grimace in pain. If this thunderbolt fell on an ordinary Taiyi Xuanxian, he would be completely destroyed.

Luo Shixin was instantly stimulated by Yang Beiming's words, and immediately raised his gun to kill.

He was in the late stage of the Manifestation Saint Realm, and his speed was so fast.

Holding the gun in one hand, he was as powerful as a rainbow, like a huge tornado sweeping across the starry sky, and the creatures that were close to him were directly blown away, screaming.

Yang Beiming suddenly narrowed his eyes, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the sword river behind him soared up.

Billions of sword shadows floated behind him, and the sword tips pointed directly at Luo Shixin, like the sun with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of feet, extremely spectacular, shocking the hearts of every creature.

Stepping on the stone sword, Yang Beiming's hands still did not drop from his waist.

"Die!"

Luo Shixin grinned, seeing that a gun was about to stab, Yang Beiming still did not dodge, nor did he pick up the stone sword under his feet.

Yang Beiming suddenly opened his mouth, and a sword intent shot out from his mouth. It quickly solidified and lengthened, turning into a giant sword a hundred feet long, tearing apart the space and directly hitting Luo Shixin's Kirin Overlord Spear.

when--

The clash of guns and swords made countless creatures feel their hearts tightening, and no one dared to blink for fear of missing any of the highlights.

Luo Shixin's face suddenly changed drastically, and he saw the hundred-foot giant sword suddenly doubled in size, and at the same time the sword's power also increased.

The next second, Luo Shixin was rushed back. The hundred-foot giant sword exploded into pieces, turning into countless sword energy and flying in all directions. The surrounding planets were even crushed.

Yang Beiming continued to move forward, and the hundreds of millions of sword shadows behind him spread out in a circle, like a huge bright sun, sacred and inviolable.

Luo Shixin flew backwards for 70 million miles before he stabilized himself. He held his chest with his left hand and held the Kirin Overlord Gun tightly with his right hand, his face full of fear.

"The Holy Realm is complete!"

Luo Shixin gritted his teeth and spoke word by word. The explosion of Yang Beiming's sword intent just now made him feel dazed instantly.

Yang Beiming did not answer, and continued flying with hundreds of millions of sword shadows. His eyes no longer looked at Luo Shixin, but at Qin Xianjie.

"You can not."

Yang Beiming said softly, although the tone was not sarcastic, but the more indifferent it was, the more unhappy Luo Shixin was.

"You fucking farted!"

Luo Shixin swore violently and attacked again with his gun. The unicorn fire instantly overflowed from his body and turned into a black unicorn, surrounding Luo Shixin.

As the ancestor of Qilin, how could he tolerate his own failure?

During the First Tribulation of Long Han, in terms of combat power, he was not convinced by anyone in the world except Zu Long.

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