Female President's Protector

Just after Zhang Yi's words fell, the energy of the surrounding world suddenly condensed on him.

After a while, a gigantic phantom sword appeared in midair.

This phantom sword was bigger than what Luo Qingcheng and the others had seen before.

This phantom sword completely covered the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The energy of the heavens and the earth condensed on Zhang Yi's body, and the energy on Zhang Yi's body continued to evolve into a phantom sword.

Feeling this energy of heaven and earth, everyone's hearts were overwhelmed by this energy.

If Zhang Yi hadn't sent it out, they would have been paralyzed to the ground.

In mid-air, 'Sikong Ming' frowned slightly.

He didn't worry about the energy of the world, nor did he care how powerful Zhang Yi's move was.

What he cares about is that Zhang Yi's energy seems to be gradually rising.

In other words, if he was allowed to accumulate more energy, he probably wouldn't be at the fifth level of the Saint Realm, and his energy was gradually rising.

The upper level of the fifth level of saints...

The lower level of the sixth level...

Intermediate...

Feeling that Zhang Yi's realm has been rising, Sikong Ming's face turns green and pale.

Clenching his fists, his veins burst out.

But for Zhang Yi's upcoming move, he had to be careful.

After all, Zhang Yi borrowed so much energy from heaven and earth, and his realm advanced by leaps and bounds, soaring to the seventh level of a saint in an instant.

The upper-level realm of the seventh level of a saint, if it is an ordinary saint at the seventh level, he can be destroyed without saying a word.

But Zhang Yi is not only the inheritor of Thor, but also possesses a peerless treasure.

Not to mention anything else, just the sword of the gods in his hand is enough to make him feel intimidated.

After all, it was this sword that ended his life.

Only he himself knows how terrifying this divine sword is when it exerts its maximum energy.

Now, with Fu Dian's true energy gathered together, the energy of the Taiyuan Brush, the Heavenly God Pendant, and the Heavenly God Ring, no matter how you say it, this sword is even more powerful than before.

Thinking of this, Sikong Ming squinted his eyes, staring at the phantom sword with more and more energy.

"Zhang Yi, aren't you afraid of ruining this place?"

Hearing Sikong Ming's abrupt words, Zhang Yi shrugged lightly, and said flatly, "Hehe, what am I afraid of."

"You are a secular person, so this is also a secular place?"

"and then?"

Zhang Yi stared coldly, and his cold eyes focused on Si Kongming.

He is naturally very clear that the current Nine Heavens Sword Soul is much more powerful than the previous ones.

As long as the sword soul comes out, it will overturn mountains and seas in an instant, and it can directly destroy this place.

In other words, hundreds of miles around will be razed to the ground, and no grass will grow.

But so what, there are barren mountains and wild mountains, sparsely populated, and no one is there at all.

Even if a place is really wasted, it doesn't matter if the devil dog god can be eradicated.

"Aren't you afraid of being scolded by the world?"

Hearing Si Kongming's words, Zhang Yi was slightly astonished, and curled his lips and said, "Even so, as long as you can be eradicated, it must be good."

"you……"

"Instead of letting you hurt the innocent, it's better to let them scold me. As long as the people in the world are safe, that's enough." Zhang Yi said lightly.

"Hmph, I want to see you..."

"go with!"

Before Sikong Ming finished speaking, Zhang Yi roared for the rest of his life.

Boom!

Suddenly, Sikong Ming's pupils shrank.

I saw that phantom sword flying rapidly at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

This kind of energy seems to be the only one who respects me, and people can't help feeling a little wanting to bow their heads.

This energy of heaven and earth made Sikong Ming frown tightly.

The seven-level illness of a sage is not terrible, but what is terrible is that the might of this divine sword makes his heart tremble a little.

Rumble!

As the huge phantom sword flew towards them, the pores of everyone stood up like porcupine quills, almost piercing through their clothes.

And when the phantom sword went out, Zhang Yi changed his shadow step by step, and appeared in front of everyone as if teleported.

Groups of true energy burst out and surrounded the crowd.

"Zhang Yi..."

"master……"

"Boss..."

Everyone burst into tears.

Sure enough, no matter when or what the situation was, he would always think about them.

In his eyes, they will not be harmed in the slightest.

Zhang Yi didn't turn his head, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Huanjian.

At this time, the wind and dust were billowing, and the surrounding area had been razed to the ground.

On the ground, there was a bottomless crack about a thousand meters wide, which was just the trace of the phantom sword flying past.

Not only were everyone dumbfounded, they stared at the crack with their eyes wide open.

Be nice!

If I and the others do not have Zhang Yi's protection, will everyone be sucked into the ground?

They dare not imagine how much impact this would have if they were in the secular world.

You must know that this is just the trace of the phantom sword flying past.

If this energy exploded directly, how much harm would it cause?

But they were also relieved, no wonder as a master of the tenth level of a saint, there is no one opponent in the world, he actually made a panic look when he saw this phantom sword.

It turned out to be no accident.

Immediately, everyone seemed to think of something.

The Heavenly Sword cut off his dog's head back then.

Furthermore, the dog god also saw the pen of Taiyuan, the ring of the gods, and the pendant of the gods infused energy into the sword of the gods.

In addition, with the help of the Divine Sword, Zhang Yi's realm has risen two levels in a row, directly reaching the seventh level of a saint.

Plus Fu Dian's genuine energy was enough to make him tremble with fear.

Thinking of this, everyone seems to have confidence.

They all puffed up their chests and looked into the sky.

"Do you think you can defeat me just by doing this, Pediatrics?" In mid-air, Sikong Ming glared at the phantom sword.

Zhang Yi sneered, but said nothing.

In mid-air, the speed of this phantom sword, which was several thousand meters long and thousands of meters wide, began to slow down.

Zhang Yi stepped on the ground with his right foot suddenly, and instantly jumped into the air.

Zhang Yi, who jumped into the air, stood on the phantom sword in the air, stared at Si Kongming, and angrily reprimanded: "God God, today is your death day."

"Ha ha!"

Si Kongming laughed out loud, with a steady stream of black energy emanating from his body, he pointed his index finger at Zhang Yi and said, "Thousands of years ago, Thunder God couldn't do anything to me, and he wanted to use the Heavenly God Sword to destroy me, but so what?"

"Now I have both the sword of the gods and the god of thunder, and you will perish today."

"Haha!" Sikong Ming laughed loudly: "It's just you?"

"Let's wait and see."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he waved his right hand abruptly: "Go!"

Whoosh!

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, the huge phantom sword flew instantly.

"Humph!"

The dog god snorted coldly.

Immediately, Sikong Ming turned into a gigantic dog.

This dog was half the size of that phantom sword, and the atmosphere on the field was extremely oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Especially the resentment emitted by the dog god almost paralyzed Shura and the others.

If it wasn't for Zhang Yi's true energy blocking them, they would probably be dead!