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The huge crack extended to the other side of the river, and looking down, it was bottomless.

The entire island was split in half by a sword!

Everyone was terrified and looked up with horror on their faces.

Chen Yuan had disappeared, leaving only a cloud of blood mist that dissipated with the wind.

Only the young man stood proudly with a sword in hand.

All the magical powers in the sky were broken by his sword.

Even Chen Yuan, who has been famous for a long time and is known as the God of Killing.

He also shed blood under the three-foot black gold sword.

Even his Nascent Soul was strangled, and he was completely dead.

"How is this possible!" Mu Hualong's heart was filled with shock.

The four Yuanying joined forces and used all their magical powers, but they were defeated by a single sword?

He knew that Wang Xiaoke had the ability to fight against opponents of higher levels.

But this strength is too terrifying.

Wang Xiaoke exhaled a breath and glanced at the powerful men.

He took a step forward, like a swimming dragon, and caught a storage ring.

"This guy has lived for hundreds of years after all, so he should have a lot of good things."

This scene shocked all the strong men and members of the Divine Court on the field to the extreme.

"Four top masters surrounded him, but he still managed to kill one of them?"

"How could this Chinese evildoer be so terrifying!"

"It only takes a few moves to kill a Nascent Soul master."

"Senior Chen died just like that? He reached the Nascent Soul stage decades ago, how could he be wiped out so easily?"

"One sword cuts off the Nascent Soul, and one sword cuts off the island. This is truly a divine method!"

When everyone was shocked, a cold light flashed in Mu Hualong's eyes.

If this child continues to grow, the Divine Court will surely be destroyed in his hands.

"Dragon Spear!"

A long spear fell into his palm, and the murderous aura broke through the sky.

Mu Hualong took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared...

"Ok?"

Wang Xiaoke sensed the murderous intent, but when he looked back he did not see Mu Hualong, and he could not help but become serious.

The same was true for others, all looking for the adult.

brush!

The spear pierced through the void and quietly came to Wang Xiaoke's side.

The spear light was like a cold star, and in an instant, it hit Wang Xiaoke's temple.

Clang! !

Wang Xiaoke turned his wrist, the sword and the spear collided, and he dodged the attack by turning sideways.

Mu Hualong sneered and threw out a small, ancient seal.

"Xuanling Seal."

The small seal shook slightly, and the entire space was blocked.

Immediately, the small seal expanded to the size of a mountain and smashed down on him.

Wang Xiaoke's pupils shrank slightly, and he wanted to escape instantly, but he was tied up tightly.

"What a unique magic weapon."

He swung his sword, but the seal didn't move at all, not even a trace was left.

Mu Hualong paid a huge price to obtain the Xuanling Seal.

It was so hard that even he couldn't shake its power when he used all his strength.

boom!

The seal fell.

Mu Hualong frowned slightly, and could not sense Wang Xiaoke's figure.

Suddenly, a sword light appeared and slashed towards Mu Hualong's neck.

"Beware!"

Mu Hualong thrust his spear, and the sword light shattered into starlight.

"How did this kid escape from the Xuanling Seal?"

He was a little puzzled, but he didn't know that the moment before the seal fell.

Wang Xiaoke escaped into the temple and avoided being killed.

This kid is very clever, it's hard to make him suffer...

When Wang Xiaoke reappeared, the Pope also took action.

"The criminals, in the face of the light, still commit murder."

"This emperor is here to grant you death!"

The sound of burning rang out, and the power of light boiled like a river, illuminating the world.

There seemed to be an angel shadow behind the Pope, and endless holy light suddenly burst out.

The four great bishops on the shore silently recited scriptures, and four beams of light converged on the Pope.

This is the Holy See of Light, one of the three great sacred arts...

Judgment of Light!

Wang Xiaoke narrowed his eyes and was enveloped in the light.

All I could see was a white light, as if I had escaped into another dimension.

He wanted to release his spiritual consciousness, but his perception was completely blocked.

Suddenly, the Pope's voice was heard nearby, as if spoken by a god.

"Sword punishment!"

Wang Xiaoke was stunned for a moment and sensed the murderous intent contained in the light.

He turned sideways, and heard the sound of breaking wind in his ears, and several lightsabers passed by him.

"He can actually block the divine consciousness. That old man is quite capable."

Wang Xiaoke clenched the sword tightly, and the Golden Crow suddenly emitted a sword sound.

"Listen to the Wind Sword Technique, Slash the Moon."

The sword energy was like a chain, suddenly slashing towards the endless light.

The white light created a gap, revealing half of the blue sky, but it was quickly filled by light.

"Thunder punishment!"

Another sound of vicissitudes of life was heard, but Wang Xiaoke's eyes were still calm and there was no thunder or lightning at all.

If the obstacle is cleared, he will definitely see the sea of ​​silver thunder.

It gradually condensed above his head and then fell down with a loud bang.

Wang Xiaoke put up a barrier to block the terrifying thunder.

"How strange, could it be some kind of field?"

According to his understanding, the domain is extremely wide and the killing power is extremely strong.

Once you are trapped in it, it is difficult to survive, let alone escape.

……

In the outside world, the Pope held a scepter in his hand, and vast spiritual power gushed out.

The four bishops stood in the air, muttering something.

"Is this the Judgment of Light, one of the three great sacred arts of the Holy See of Light?"

The Blood Demon whispered softly, his face full of fear.

It is said that in this Judgment of Light, the spellcaster has divine power.

No one who has been shrouded in it has ever come out alive.

No matter how powerful this kid is, can he escape from the Pope's hands?