Chapter 4208

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"How is this possible? No matter how evil he is, he can't have the strength of the sixth-grade heaven, right?"

"He looks like he is not even thirty years old, right? Not to mention the lower realm of ancient martial arts, even the middle realm of ancient martial arts, there are no such evil warriors, right?"

...

The strong men who were brought out from the underground base by Dr. Black were all stunned at this moment.

At this time, Mr. Guan suddenly said: "In addition to reaching the sixth level of martial arts, there is another way to achieve this."

Someone immediately asked: "What can we do?"

Mr. Guan said solemnly: "A strong man in the foundation-building stage of the Immortal Cultivation Sect! And he is a monk at the peak of the foundation-building stage and is about to reach the elixir-forming stage."

Someone asked in horror: "So, he is a monk of the Immortal Cultivation Sect? And his strength has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

Mr. Guan nodded with difficulty and said no more, his face extremely pale.

He knows more about the Xiuxian Sect. In his eyes, a strong person at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage is a god!

A mere ancient martial artist has no power to resist in front of God.

At this moment, Yang Chen's body slowly rose into the air and stopped at a position seven or eight meters above the ground.

He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, and suddenly, a destructive aura rushed in the direction of Mr. Guan and more than 30 strong men at the peak of the third level of heaven.

At this moment, everyone was trembling. They felt a terrifying sword intent, as if they were in a sword formation.

"Puff puff!"

Every strong man present was injured by the terrifying sword strikes and shed blood.

They finally felt hopeless and finally realized the gap between them and Yang Chen.

Yang Chen just raised his long sword, and without taking action, there were countless real sword movements, wreaking havoc on everyone.

The sword hurts!

This is simply beyond the scope of what humans can do.

"kill!"

Yang Chen shouted loudly, and saw an illusory huge sword shadow falling from the sky, slashing down in the direction of more than thirty strong men at the peak of the third-level heaven realm.

"No!"

A group of strong men who could have stood at the pinnacle of the new world roared in despair.

They watched helplessly as a huge phantom of the Emperor's Sword slashed towards them, but they could not move even half a step. Their bodies seemed to be rooted in place, unable to escape at all.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the giant sword fell to the ground, leaving a gully tens of meters long on the ground.

And most of the thirty-odd third-level peak-level Heaven Realm experts were instantly killed, leaving only the last eight or nine warriors alive.

Although they were alive, they were also severely injured. The terrifying sword force rushed into their bodies and violently ravaged their internal organs.

The underground research base of the Guardian Alliance's Hall of Glory also disappeared and was buried under the ruins.

At the same time, a crack appeared in the sky above the Guardian Alliance headquarters, like a door to time and space, and a strong spiritual energy flowed into the new world through this crack.

"ah......"

The eight or nine strong men who were still alive were directly sucked into this crack, and screams of wailing came from the cracks.

one person!

One sword!

Stand in the air!

On this day, Yang Chen killed more than thirty strong men at the peak of the third-level heaven realm with one sword strike.