Chapter 563 Is This Really a Power that Humans Can Control?

There were exclamations and praises everywhere at the scene.

Even Jian Wushuang was amazed at Xiao Qing'er's growth rate.

He originally thought that after four hundred years, it was inevitable that Xiao Qing'er would break through the Three Yin Realm, and there was a high probability that she would break through to the Three Yang Realm, but he did not expect that the other party would become a strong man in the Wanfa Realm.

It seems that the configuration of sword bones and double pupils is much more powerful than he imagined. It is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but the effect is far greater than two.

Fortunately, there are senior strong men from Zhongzhou following him. Otherwise, if he comes to take revenge in the future, he will not only be involved, but I am afraid that even Lin Xiaozi and others will suffer from his murderous hands.

At this time, Xiao Qing'er, wearing a glazed purple and gold long dress, exudes an extremely powerful aura, like the master of this world.

In her double pupils, the power of the law is gathering and interweaving, and finally turned into two sharp swords, flying out from the pupils.

"Boom..."

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The two sharp swords, which seemed illusory and small at first, stretched infinitely and became substantial in an instant, and soon grew to a size of a hundred feet.

The giant sword was majestic and sharp, with an indestructible aura.

With a light stroke, the void collapsed, and it seemed that the sky was about to be cut apart.

After launching the killing move, she stood quietly in place, ready to appreciate the wailing and struggling of several people before death.

This was her favorite part.

As a strong man, if there were no wailing and fear of the weak to set off, how boring would life become.

It is undeniable that Jian Wushuang and others were able to break through the many formations of the Tyrant Sect, which surprised her a little.

But she was confident that even a strong man of the same level in the first level of the Ten Thousand Laws Realm would have to kneel down with this killing move.

For a person who only had a wisp of residual soul left four hundred years ago, she did not think that Jian Wushuang, who could only exert the combat power of the Earth Profound Realm now, could invite any masters.

In her eyes, whether it was Lin Feng, Su Ye, or even Feng Aotian, they were just chickens and dogs.

"Jian Wushuang, what do you think of my sword?"

At this time, she even wanted to really listen to Jian Wushuang's evaluation of her double pupils pregnant with sword bones, which transformed into a killing move.

"Not very good!"

However, what responded to her was Feng Aotian's domineering and arrogant voice.

"Little girl, the ancestor has tolerated you for a long time, and you dare to show off in front of the ancestor with such a little trick."

"Now, the ancestor will let you know what real fear is!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Qing'er smiled.

"You are still stubborn when you are about to die. You are so stupid!"

In a flash, Feng Aotian moved.

When he clapped his hands, a golden handprint appeared.

This handprint was like a mountain, as if it gathered all the truths in the world, and it seemed to be pregnant with some kind of great terror.

When the palm print and the giant sword intersected, the seemingly indestructible giant sword was like paper, and was directly beaten into slag.

"How is this possible?"

This scene made Qing'er, who was originally calm and in control of everything, shrink her pupils and her face suddenly changed.

You know, this is the strongest killing move she has mastered. With this killing move, she is completely capable of fighting beyond her level. Even a strong man in the third level of the Wanfa Realm will suffer a loss if he is not careful.

However, now, it was directly broken by someone.

"This is not true!"

"With Jian Wushuang's ability, how could he invite such a master?"

Xiao Qing'er couldn't accept this scene.

But she saw that the big handprint on the sky did not dissipate after breaking Xiao Qing'er's killing move, but just kept pressing down.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qing'er didn't have time to think deeply.

Now she has only one thought. That is to escape, escape far away.

However, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big. Feng Aotian's killing move was not something she could escape from.

Before she could make any move, the Sky-lifting Handprint had already arrived in front of her.

"No!"

Feeling the terrifying power contained in it, she was simply not able to contend with it.

Xiao Qing'er screamed, and was frightened to death. There was no trace of the previous calmness on her face.

Her arrogance and dignity disappeared when death came.

I have double pupils and the blessing of sword bones. I should have a broad future and may even be able to prove the throne.

I can't die!

I don't want to die!

At this moment, Xiao Qing'er's eyes were full of reluctance and despair.

However, in this world, many things are not changed by human will.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a loud roar, Xiao Qing'er was beaten to death with regret and reluctance.

The body was gone, the soul was annihilated, and it disappeared from the world.

Along with her, countless elders, senior officials, and disciples of the Tyrant Sect also died.

These people, from beginning to end, did not even have time to resist, or in other words, they died before they could react.

However, the power of this palm was far more than that!

Three thousand miles deep underground in the Tyrant Sect.

An ancient and angry voice came from a golden coffin surrounded by terrifying formations.

"Who dares to come to my Xiao family and be presumptuous?"

This person is the ancestor of the Xiao family!

The Dinghaishenzhen of the Xiao family, a master of the fourth level of the Wanfa.

It was just that he was severely injured three thousand years ago and had to retreat to recuperate.

Because of him, the strength of the Xiao family declined sharply. After Xiao Qing'er annexed the Sword Sect, the strength of the Xiao family rose sharply, and changed its appearance to establish the Tyrant Sect.

Now, the ancestor of the Xiao family felt that he would be able to recover to his peak in a few days. At this time, someone dared to come to his Xiao family and act presumptuously. This was not taking him seriously at all!

"Just right, take this battle to announce to the world that the ancestor has returned!"

The ancestor of the Xiao family roared and was about to slap the coffin and stand up.

But the next moment!

He was terrified!

"No!"

The golden handprint came down, and the whole person kicked his legs a few times, and then he completely lost his breath and was slapped to death in the coffin.

The coffin prepared three thousand years ago was really put to use at this moment and completed its mission.

At this moment, there was silence on the martial arts field.

Jian Wushuang, Lin Feng and Su Ye stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Except for the place where they stood, the area within a radius of 100 miles was all slapped into an abyss as deep as 3,000 miles.

The entire Batian Sect was annihilated by this palm!

One palm, an entire sect was destroyed!

One palm, the mountains and rivers were shattered, forming a 3,000-mile deep abyss.

What kind of power is this?

Jian Wushuang swallowed his saliva, and looked at Feng Aotian with awe.

He knew that the people from Zhongzhou must be powerful.

But he never expected that they would be so powerful.

Even Lin Feng and Su Ye, who had already seen his extraordinary power, were shocked at this moment.

This palm was beyond their knowledge and understanding.

Is this really a power that humans can control?

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