Chapter 987: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin, Sword Twenty-Three

In the spaceship, these impatient voices came out, and Xiang Wentian was not angry after hearing it, but felt relieved for a while.

These people are too jealous of my sect leader. It must have been the majestic figure of my sect leader just now that stimulated them.

"The Martial Saint is at the top, it's impossible, how is it possible!"

At this time, Xiaode came to his senses, looked at Xiang Wentian, and said in disbelief.

It's over, it's all over now.

The opponent is a peak martial saint, and they are no match at all.

Even if there are more than a hundred people here, all of whom are second-level Martial Saints like him, it will not help.

Xiang Wentian looked at the frightened expressions of more than a hundred people and laughed.

"Haha. Isn't this enough?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached the more than a hundred people who were flown away by his momentum.

As for the Martial Emperors in the dozens of flying boats, they were knocked unconscious by Xiang Wentian's momentum and vomited blood.

All more than 10,000 people lost their combat effectiveness.

"Looking like this, are you trembling?"

Xiang Wentian said, the killing intent slowly emerging from his body.

"You bastards and dwarfs actually dare to peek into our Tianchen Continent. Your crime is unforgivable and you should be punished!"

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand into a sword finger, pointed it towards the void, and shouted loudly:

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!!"

As soon as the words came out, hundreds of swords flew out of Xiang Wentian's space ring and started flying over his head.

Not only that, among the dozens of flying boats opposite, among the more than 10,000 Martial Emperors, no matter whether they were long swords or short swords, as long as they were swords.

They all flew out of the flying boat and converged on Xiang Wentian's head.

“Swish, swish, swish!!”

There were originally hundreds of swords, but they were suddenly densely packed, with a total of five or six thousand swords.

Everyone in the spaceship showed disdain after seeing this scene.

However, everyone released their long swords from their storage equipment.

"Hmph. Let's give him this face!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of swords flew out of the spaceship.

"The sect leader is awesome!"

"Sect Master Eternal!"

The elders and disciples of Canglan Tianzong saw this situation and shouted excitedly.

At this time, there were more than 20,000 swords floating above Xiang Wentian's head, densely packed like a dark cloud.

"We surrender, we surrender!"

When Xiaode and others saw this, it was like a flow of shit and urine.

They all shouted to surrender.

They were not willing to die. After flying thousands of miles for several years, they finally reached their destination.

Before we even started conquering, we were faced with such a situation!

"Haha. Surrender?"

Xiang Wentian curled his lips, surrendered, and went to have your bullshit dreams.

"It's too late, go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, Xiang Wentian stopped talking and pointed his finger in the direction of Xiao De.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"

More than 20,000 swords swarmed towards more than a hundred people.

In the blink of an eye, no, not even one-tenth of the blink of an eye, those 20,000 swords passed through these more than 100 people.

Xiang Wentian pointed his finger, and the swords belonging to them returned to their masters one after another.

The other swords were put into storage equipment by Xiang Wentian.

But at this time, where the more than a hundred people originally stayed, they no longer existed.

However, it is not empty, but there are dozens of souls in it.

When you reach the high level of martial arts, you can generate a soul body. As long as you condense the soul body, you can have a second life.

As long as the soul power is immortal, you can survive forever.

At this moment, Xiaode looked ferocious? Looking at Xiang Wentian, "Damn it, I will take revenge. Just wait, you will all die!"

After he said the cruel words, he flew directly to the flying boat and wanted to escape from here in the flying boat.

As long as their lives are still alive, they will have a chance to take revenge.

Unfortunately, when they wanted to get up and go back, they found that they could not move.

The entire space seemed to be frozen.

"Haha. Go aside and watch!"

A voice rang in their ears.

At this time, Shengtian crossed his arms and watched everything with relish.

When dozens of souls wanted to leave, Shengtian took action and controlled them!

The Xiaode and others panicked, "Ah. How is it possible? How is it possible that there is someone stronger?"

The only ones who can control the movements of their souls are the Gods of War.

There is actually a strong person above the Martial God here?

These dozens of souls all looked at Shengtian with horrified eyes.

I didn't expect that a person who looked like a child would actually be in a realm above the Martial God.

This is too crazy!

At this time, Xiang Wentian set his sights on the dozen or so flying boats.

"Master Xiang, please watch carefully and don't damage the flying boat. This is a treasure!"

Jin Yuanyong shouted loudly, this flying boat can definitely be repaid for a lot of money. If it is damaged, it will be a big loss.

At this time, some Martial Emperors in the flying boat woke up.

They looked at all this in horror and wanted to escape in a flying boat.

Their flying boat is very strong and can withstand the attack of the God of War.

So we can travel in the universe.

Xiang Wentian looked at Feizhou's intention to leave and sneered.

"Haha. Don't think that since you are in the flying boat, this sect leader can't do anything.

Today, I will show you what real swordsmanship is! "

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Xiang Wentian's aura surged again, and he was going to use his trump card.

Those watching the show were also very curious at this time, how Xiang Wentian would make a move.

Kill the people inside without damaging the aircraft.

"What's the matter, what skills does this old guy have not shown yet?"

Everyone started to discuss, saying all kinds of things.

When Xiang Wentian's aura reached a certain level, he stretched out his left hand to form a sword finger, and slowly pointed at the flying boats.

"Sword Twenty-three! ! "

Xiang Wentian shouted.

Suddenly, dense sword beams formed by spiritual energy appeared around Xiang Wentian.

These sword beams were dense, like a rain, overwhelming the flying boats.

And the first to bear the brunt was Xiang Wentian.

He stepped on these sword beams, as if strolling in the garden.

Every time he stepped down, he stepped on the flying boat.

When his feet stepped on the flying boat, those sword beams transformed by spiritual energy directly sank into the space. , appeared inside the flying boat.

And in the flying boat, dense sword beams also burst out.

When Xiang Wentian's feet left, dense sword beams burst out from the bodies of everyone in the flying boat.

Those martial emperors were instantly pierced through the heart by the sword beams that burst out from their bodies.

My heart is flying, Jelly I love Xizhilang. Uh. I said too much!

When everyone saw Xiang Wentian use the twenty-three swords, they were all stunned.

"Damn, when did Xiang Wentian learn the twenty-three swords?"

"I don't know, this guy hides it so deeply!"

"That's right, if it weren't for this incident, this guy would definitely not show it."

"It's the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin, and the twenty-three swords, and he still has the sword intent that hasn't been used!"

Everyone has a new understanding of Xiang Wentian's strength.