A huge sword fell from the sky.
All the sword lights were scattered and defeated.
The man in the green shirt retreated more than ten feet, his mouth bleeding, and a sword wound on his chest, which almost cut him in two.
He looked at Zhao Tianming in shock, his eyes full of doubts.
Maybe he didn't understand why Zhao Tianming's sword was so powerful.
It seems really ordinary.
Draw your sword and chop.
So strong?
Zhao Tianming was only a young man, thirty years old at most, and he actually cultivated sword intent.
The key is that the sword's intention is still so strong.
In the sky, hundreds of swords all fell downwards and returned to the hands of their masters.
Everyone was holding long swords and were a little dumbfounded. They also looked at Zhao Tianming with incredulous expressions on their faces.
Everyone knows that Zhao Tianming is very strong.
But to be so powerful is beyond everyone's expectation.
Even Zhao Tianming himself was a little surprised.
He obviously feels that he has not improved much recently, but the power of this sword-drawing technique does seem to be much stronger than before.
Why?
Is it related to the state of mind?
He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped worrying.
Of course being strong is a good thing.
Seeing the expression of the man in green shirt, Zhao Tianming was in a good mood.
Just now, he thought there would be a fierce battle.
The result is so simple.
One sword strike almost killed the opponent.
Is this still Jiang Jiansheng's closed disciple?
It doesn’t seem to be that good.
Zhao Tianming didn't pay much attention to Jiang Jiansheng.
If the disciple is like this, the master probably won't be much better, right?
Situ Haoran swallowed secretly.
He knew how strong the man in blue shirt was. At that time, the man in blue shirt came to the Demon Sword Sect and struck him with a sword.
With just one sword strike, he was defeated.
But now, the man in green shirt also failed to withstand a single move in Zhao Tianming's hands.
This is crazy...
His heart was too shocked.
Could it be that his father helped him improve his cultivation?
He began to doubt Zhao Tianming.
Really...how long has it been? It's only been a few months. I feel that Zhao Tianming is much stronger.
A sword can hurt the man in green shirt, so killing him seems to be very simple.
Thinking of this, Situ Haoran felt a surge of despair in his heart.
The Demon Sword Sect disciples behind him were very angry just now, but now they are all dumbfounded.
It’s over…
The Demon Sword Sect is going to be finished today.
Where should they go from here?
If you are reduced to a casual cultivator, there will be no hope in the future. It is difficult to get along without an organization, which means there is no shelter. If you meet people from the three major sects, they can be killed at any time.
Can I join the three major sects?
Will they accept it?
Everyone felt uneasy.
We are all human beings, and we are all afraid of death.
Human nature.
Even if we know that Jiang Jiansheng is still alive and will return in half a year, so what, the problem now is that he can't pass this level today.
Resist?
They don't have the guts at all.
To resist means to die.
The masters of the three major sects gathered here, plus Zhao Tianming and the three major sect leaders, they just gave away their heads.
"That's it?"
Zhao Tianming looked disappointed, sighed, and said to the man in green shirt: "Do you only know how to brag? Is it interesting to be fancy?"
The sword comes...
That move seems cool, but it's useless.
What is it if it's not fancy?
The eyes of the man in green shirt were filled with humiliation and a hint of taboo, but more importantly, he was still unwilling and angry.
He has been practicing for thousands of years, and Sword Master Jiang once said that in Little Kunlun, he is invincible.
And when you meet other people in Little Kunlun, it's a dimensionality reduction attack.
This proved to be the case.
He came to the Demon Sword Sect and made Situ Haoran, the nominal number one master of Little Kunlun, surrender with just one strike.
He successfully became the leader of the Demon Sword Sect. Before he could even utter a word, he met Zhao Tianming and was defeated in one move.
"Zhao Tianming, you——"
The man in green shirt was so angry that he couldn't speak.
So crazy...
Zhao Tianming didn't take him seriously at all.
It doesn't matter if you are strong, why do you have to be so strong? You can defeat me with one move. Don't I want to lose face?
At any rate, you have a few tricks with me...
He was angry, but he didn't dare to take action.
To take action is to die.
"What's wrong with me? Didn't I tell the truth?"
Zhao Tianming looked innocent.
The man in green shirt said: "Okay, today I admit defeat. The green mountains are unbeatable and the green water always flows. We will meet again later."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhao Tianming was dumbfounded.
Damn it, what are you doing?
Just leave if you can't beat him?
Yes, it doesn't sound wrong, but you were so crazy just now and tried your best to look cool. Are you embarrassed? Are you really able to bend and stretch?
"Did I let you go?"
Zhao Tianming smiled coldly.
The man in green shirt frowned and said: "Zhao Tianming, what else do you want? I have already given up, do you still want to kill everyone?"
Everyone was so angry that Zhao Tianming said: "I think you are really sick in your head. You have double standards. Who said you must kill me just now? If you can't beat me, just run away. This is the truth in the world. ?"
"I'm just talking. Did I kill you? Aren't you alive and well now? On the contrary, I was seriously injured."
The man in green shirt was actually very eloquent.
This really made Zhao Tianming angry.
"Damn it, I really can't help but curse people. Why the hell are you still trying to be cool? If you say that, if I don't like anyone I see, I will go up and kill them regardless of whether they mess with me or not. I turned around and left when I couldn't kill you. Is this reasonable? You are going to kill me, can I let you go? Are you stupid? Don't you understand such a simple truth? "
Zhao Tianming's attitude is very clear.
Can't let it go.
The reason is also very good.
He will kill anyone who wants to kill him. As for the nonsense told by the man in green shirt, he doesn't care so much.
The man in green shirt said: "You are fine to begin with. Moreover, my master will return from isolation in half a year. At that time, we will settle the accounts again."
He is really out of his mind.
This means that when Jiang Jiansheng returns, he will still have to take revenge.
Zhao Tianming was so angry that his face turned green.
Damn it, wasting your breath!
He decided not to talk nonsense and just drew his sword.
Zheng!
Draw the sword!
A bloody sword light shot up into the sky, and the terrifying sword intent completely erupted at this moment!
The man in green shirt's expression changed drastically. He didn't dare to follow this sword-drawing technique again, so he turned around and ran away.
Unfortunately, affected by Zhao Tianming's sword intention, his movements were too slow.
He had just turned around when the sword energy arrived.
Chi!
The man in green shirt's head flew out, and his body still maintained its inertia and rushed forward for a few meters before falling from a high altitude.
boom!
The body fell on the square, and the body was bloody and bloody. A pool of blood flowed out of the headless body.
The scene was very tragic.
Everyone was too scared to speak, and they all looked at Zhao Tianming in the sky.
The latter was holding a dragon-slaying sword. The blade was very short, and the blood-red sword light kept spitting out. It was like a god of war from hell. It was majestic and domineering, making people dare not look directly at it.
"Situ Haoran, come on, it's your turn."
Zhao Tianming spoke coldly.
