The scene in front of us made all practitioners open their mouths:

Then you can see the whole holy mountain, and the sky is like a picture.

And right in the middle of the painting.

A huge black crack, like a natural graben, cuts it apart.

The whole void was split in two by black sword marks.

Take the rising sun as the starting point and spread to the endless distance. No one can see the end.

At this moment, the LORD was shining with gold and the Dragon Robe roared.

There was nothing in front of him, but there was a handful of golden blood floating in front of him.

"The right hand of the Lord..."

"My God, how is this possible!"

The Lord wielded the right hand of the world in his palm and was cut off by black sword marks from his wrist.

Needless to say.

This rift like a natural moat is the masterpiece of Yang Xu's "cutting the sky and pulling the sword".

The right hand was cut off, and the magic power of the world in the palm of the LORD was naturally interrupted.

The majesty of the Lord's face is directly distorted by the interweaving of pain and anger.

Some ugly faces are so strange to all practitioners.

"Was he irritated?"

"How can you not be angry! The power of Yang Xu's sword is so powerful that it not only destroys the heaven of the holy mountain, but also cuts off the hand of the Holy Lord!"

One surprised thought after another flashed through the hearts of the people.

God walk!

Yang Xu flashed in front of the Lord, his eyes looking down at him.

The Qingyun sword in your hand doesn't touch blood and flickers with a faint golden awn.

"It's worthy of Yangxu. No wonder the mysterious elder told me again and again that we can't underestimate you."

The Lord's eyes twinkled quickly, and a pair of golden eyes were condensed with divine light.

Buzz!

Around the Lord, countless golden lights burst like tides.

At the broken hand, the golden symbol flashes and brushes.

The severed right hand of the Lord grows again.

Behind the void, there is a golden heart illusion, beating constantly.

"It's the formula of heaven, the legendary art of the son of heaven. It's said that it can get the favor of the gods and summon them!"

"This is the most powerful skill of the Lord. Can it be used to deal with Yangxu?"

With the surprised eyes of everyone.

Buzz!

The void behind the Lord, the golden tidal energy, flickers and condenses constantly.

A golden mountain and river pattern condenses and floats in the void.

On the head of the Lord, the golden heart seems to be transformed into a fairy King God who delimits time and space.

He is high above, in charge of all things, and a jade seal glittering with green light is suspended beside him.

"At the gate of Tianzi Town, the Immortal King faces nine days. It is worthy of the divine skill of the son of heaven!"

On this side of the desolate plane, a strong man could not help sighing.

The man in black also flashed a fine light at the bottom of his eyes and said faintly:

"No wonder he tried his best to enter the world. It turned out that he got such divine skills as the son of heaven."

The man in black snorted coldly:

"The Lord's ambition is not small. Do you want to build a country in the world?"

"Yang Xu, your strength is very strong and your potential is huge. The Holy Lord can't bear to bury talents. I'll give you a chance: obediently surrender, join the holy mountain and become a member of my people. I can consider letting you go."

At this moment, the Holy Lord steps on the golden God sea and is as majestic as God.

In the back, a fairy King deity, holding a jade seal, overlooking the four directions, forms a picture of the gods in the ten directions of fairy king town.

Endless majesty, just like the essence, the rising sun and the rising sun are falling down.

Like the weight of a hundred thousand mountains, applied to the body at the same time.

Poop!

The void under Yangxu's feet collapsed directly.

Burst out cobweb like dark cracks.

If Yang Xu's body were not strong enough.

This pressure alone was enough to break his spine and collapse his flesh.

"It's not easy for you to let me go."

Yangxu sneered and hummed.

In front of me, there are two divine stakes, black and white, which suddenly emerge.

The yin-yang divine dragon stake flashes black-and-white energy and turns into a yin-yang Pisces divine picture. Rotate slightly:

Wow.

All the pressure exerted by the Lord disappeared.

"If you want to subdue me, the sage king can't do it, nor can you."

Yang Xu said coldly:

"I'm not here to ask you for forgiveness. I'll teach you a lesson from the holy mountain!"

Boom.

Yangxu waved his big hand fiercely, and a sword shaped Rune flew into the sky between his five fingers.

Suddenly.

In the void of the universe, there are three divine swords of Qinghong, Qingping and Qinglian on the holy mountain, which are brilliant.

The sword array in the sky, which has ceased to exist, once again erupted into a shocking power:

Buzz, buzz!

Three divine swords turn into golden light and disappear at the same time.

Next second.

The holy mountain was in mid air, and the void behind Yang Xu suddenly burst into the sky with sword Qi.

He saw the space behind him, sword shaped talismans, cutting vertically and horizontally.

The void is cut into a shiny mirror.

One golden sword after another, from the mirror, appears slowly and quickly.

Every golden sword erupted into a terrible breath and awe.

The fierce sword Qi is as bright as a rainbow. It tears the immortal statue behind the LORD into dark holes.

The face of the Lord suddenly became gloomy:

"What's the trick?"

He has never seen such a powerful sword.

In all directions, other practitioners also cast curious eyes at Chaoyang Xu.

Even the Lord can't recognize this sword skill.

They don't know more.

Yang Xu smiled faintly:

"This is the sky sword array I specially prepared for your holy mountain!"

"I am merciful and will not destroy the whole holy mountain, but I will teach you a profound lesson."

The crowd was stunned:

Yangxu wants to teach the LORD a lesson?

People look a little strange:

No one has ever dared to say so to the Lord.

Just Yang Xu, a bold guy, dares to speak like this.

What makes people feel weird is.

Yangxu said these words.

The face of the Lord suddenly became very dignified.

you 're right.

Not angry, not angry, not indifferent.

But seriously.

"Hiss..."

The crowd couldn't help taking a breath:

Can Yang Xu's sword array really threaten the holy mountain?

Even the Lord is not sure he can deal with it?

Seems to be testing everyone's guess.

Yang Xu made a direct move:

Yiyin, Yiyin, Yiyin!

Behind the void, smooth as a mirror, thousands of golden swords burst out.

They turned into sword Qi rainbow, and the pilgrim cut them vertically and horizontally.

For a moment.

Dark sword marks appeared in the void.

The space was cut directly by it, and there were many openings.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The pilgrim came face to face with the sharp and powerful sword.

"Go away ~!"

The Holy Lord burst into a drink. In the golden God sea under his feet, the huge wave of gold set off and smashed the wisps of sword gas.

But what he never thought of.

The holy mountain land below him suddenly burst into a huge shock.