The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

Boom!

A huge palm suddenly formed in the void, covering the sky and the sun.

The whole world seemed to go dark in an instant!

"Block!"

Looking at this scene, Ye Junlin's eyes were cold and he spoke in a stern tone.

"understand!"

Many powerful men in the seventh level nodded at the same time, and the energy began to circulate.

hum!

They pushed their hands upwards suddenly, and colorful energy suddenly gathered together, forming a huge protective shield in an instant.

boom! ! !

That huge palm slammed heavily on the protective shield.

"puff!!"

On Ye Junlin's side, some of the seventh-level warriors with weaker combat power suddenly vomited blood, but they still gritted their teeth, raised their hands tightly, and held up the protective shield.

"too horrible!"

Even some of the more powerful Seventh Heavens couldn't help but tremble all over.

It can be seen how terrifying this palm is!

And in this situation——

Ye Junlin did not even circulate any energy and slowly closed his eyes.

"What is he doing?!"

"In such a critical moment, it would be fine if he didn't do anything, but is he fucking sleeping?!"

"Let us block it, why doesn't he block it!"

After some of their own powerful seventh-level warriors noticed this scene, they gnashed their teeth in anger and stared at Ye Junlin with hatred.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye must have his own reasons for doing this."

Upon seeing this, Mr. Fenghua hurriedly spoke to comfort everyone.

"That's right, the descendant of the Sword Ancestor will never give up resistance for no reason!"

The Sword Ghost also said coldly.

"Believe in Master Ye!"

The owner of the nameless sky island also spoke up for Ye Junlin.

"But damn... I can't stop it!"

A strong man from the League of Loose Cultivators gritted his teeth and held on tightly, but his face suddenly turned pale.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Just at this moment, Ye Junlin opened his eyes, with a hint of sword intent flowing in them.

"I found you."

Ye Junlin murmured.

When he closed his eyes just now, he was following the other person's energy to find the other person's real body.

Although this palm was released by an illusion, the one who released the illusion was the real body!

What Ye Junlin is looking for is also the real body——

His Space-Time Sky Sword Slash can completely ignore time and space and synchronize with the main body!

"I want to see how you dodge this sword!"

As he murmured, Ye Junlin's eyes suddenly became filled with sword intent.

His entire world is reduced to just a sword!

A sword that spans the universe!

An invincible sword!

"Time and space, transcendence!!!"

Ye Junlin moved suddenly, raised the Sky Burial Sword, and slashed at the void without any warning.

laugh!

There was only the sound of the Sky Burial Sword cutting through the air.

The surroundings are peaceful.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"What is this for?!"

"Damn, you closed your eyes for so long just to swing a sword?"

"If your sword made some noise, I would have accepted it, but what the hell is this now?!"

Many powerful seventh-level warriors immediately became furious.

They felt that they were being fooled!

However, Sword Ghost and Fenghua Jushi, who were truly proficient in the way of the sword, suddenly had their pupils shrink.

“This sword…!!”

"So strong!!!"

They both said in unison, their eyes filled with deep shock.

This sword is stronger than any of their swordsmanship!

It’s more than one level stronger!!

Even they couldn't figure out where the sword would fall.

"powerful?"

Hearing this, the expressions of many powerful people became somewhat stunned at the same time.

at the same time.

At the foot of a distant mountain, there was a strange vision shining. The Holy Emperor of Demons stood next to the vision, closing his eyes and controlling his own shadow.

suddenly--

Pfft!

Without any warning, a sword mark suddenly appeared on his throat.

A streak of azure blood splashed out in an instant.

"how come?!"

The Demon Saint Emperor's body trembled violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of disbelief: "I... was actually hurt!"

A dignified eighth-level heaven master was hurt by a group of seventh-level heaven masters!

Moreover, the distance is so far!

How can it be? !

He raised his hand and touched his throat, and the sword mark immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This sword hurt him, but it only hurt—

It's just a superficial wound.

It didn't hurt his roots at all.

But the shock in his heart did not diminish at all. His eyes flickered and he thought quickly in his mind: "No, those Seventh Heavens are clearly resisting my energy."

"correct!"

He suddenly thought of something: "There was a person who closed his eyes while resisting. He opened his eyes again and slashed the air with a sword."

"That person seems to be a fourth-level person..."

“Fourth Heaven!!!”

Thinking of this, the Demon Saint Emperor suddenly trembled all over.

He was injured by a fourth-level heaven!

A dignified person from the eighth level of heaven had his neck slashed by a sword from the fourth level of heaven!

This is totally off the mark!

However, that was the only person in the audience who made the sword-swinging motion.

It can only be him!

"hiss!!!!"

When the Demon Saint Emperor thought of this, he gasped in shock. Even at his level, he was still deeply shocked.

The fourth heaven hurts the eighth heaven.

Damn it!

This is so unreasonable!

It is understandable that you can challenge opponents above your level. After all, there is no shortage of geniuses in the world.

But you are getting too much!!!

"This boy must be killed!!"

"If we don't kill him, he will become a great threat to our demon clan!"

"We can't leave it here!!!"

The Demon Saint Emperor gritted his teeth fiercely, and looked towards the place where the strange phenomenon occurred. His expression kept changing: "If I leave, can he get the Buddha's relics?"

"Forget it, wait a moment!"

"Wait until he comes out, and then catch all of that guy's gang in one fell swoop!"

at the same time.

"puff!"

After slashing out with the sword, Ye Junlin froze in the air for a moment, his face suddenly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That sword hurt the eighth heaven!

This was his most powerful sword, and it weakened his body with just one sword!

He staggered and almost fell from the void.

Fortunately, the sword ghost was fast and came to his side and supported him.

"Are you OK?"

The sword ghost said nervously.

"A little...weak."

Ye Junlin’s face turned pale and his lips moved tremblingly.

"Rest well!"

Mr. Fenghua also spoke quickly.

"Rest assured, he's probably just pretending!"

"That's right. He just swung his sword and it turned out like this. He must be faking it."

"The two sword masters were covering for him just now, as if the sword just now had the power to shake the world and make ghosts weep."

"Not bad, you two... this!!!"

Many powerful men were obviously dissatisfied with Ye Junlin's performance, and spoke with a hint of displeasure and sarcasm.

But while they were talking at once, their eyes suddenly widened and they stared into space with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

I saw that the phantom there gradually dissipated!

With one sword, the phantom of the Eighth Heaven was shattered! !