A group of heroes joined forces, but after all, they couldn't make up for the realm gap, and they were easily defeated by Jian Zun, which was even more in danger.

At the last moment, a cyan sword appeared, releasing a fierce sword qi to temporarily save everyone. A middle-aged man in a green shirt appeared on the clouds, followed by a young man in white.

"Meng Xuan!" "Master!"

Several people exclaimed in a low voice, that cyan big sword was the number one sword edge in the world that year, and the two people who appeared after it were naturally Sword Saint and Meng Xuan.

The aura of the two of them is extraordinary, especially the Sword Saint, who has a sense of Dao rhyme condensed on his body, and he is afraid that he is not far from the Supreme Realm.

"It's not bad, a mixed yuan powerhouse who understands the power of the Dao realm!" Jian Zun said lightly.

This man in green clothes is indeed stronger than the others, but it does not make him feel dangerous. The gap in the realm cannot be bridged, unless there is an innate treasure, otherwise it will not become a supreme, and it will not be a threat after all.

"Fight?" Sword Master looked at Jian Zun, a smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't feel the anger, he was just inviting an opponent.

"Although your realm is not enough to become my opponent, but you have the feeling of being a strong man, I will take this battle!" Jian Zun also said calmly.

Just like a gentleman in the sword, the dialogue between the two seems to be polite, and they don't feel much murderousness, only war intent.

With a wave of his hand, the Sword Saint swept Zhao Lei, Yang Zhu and others to one place, and then summoned the edge and held it in his hand, and the four swords of Zhuxian also appeared beside him.

Today's Sword Saint is only half a step away from the Supreme Realm, and his soul treasure is sharp, along with the four swords of Zhu Xian, like a god-killing spear. There is a faint aura of innate treasure, which is very powerful.

"This person is handed over to me, go and kill those people!" Jian Zun ordered very casually, and the hundreds of millions of Otherworldly troops immediately killed Yang Zhu and the others.

Lost before, but now it's different, several people are seriously injured, I'm afraid there are even problems with action, and the battle is just around the corner.

The Sword Saint smiled slightly, and didn't seem to be worried at all, just said to the Sword Venerable, "Daoyou." You're down on the bottom. ”

"No, I just want to see if you're an opponent worthy of my serious treatment, and now it seems that it's really worth it. Jian Zun also said lightly.

Fighting is not only about fighting strength, but also about fighting wits and fighting mentality. As soon as it began, the first encounter took place. Jian Zun let his men attack Yang Zhu and the others in order to disturb the mind of the Sword Saint. Once you worry about those people, you will inevitably be distraught.

It's not that there is no self-confidence. It's already a realm lower than yourself, and if it's just like this, you can mess up your mind. In Jian Zun's opinion, such a person is not qualified to be his opponent.

However, Juggernaut did not show any urgency, and obviously put all his mind on this battle that was about to begin. It may seem unforgiving, but it's the best state of the fight.

The Sword Saint said meaningfully: "It's not that I'm ruthless, but I know that without the supreme's action, these people will not be in danger. Your people, no. ”

Why not, because there's still an intact up-and-comer there. Meng Xuan.

Dressed in white like snow, Meng Xuan stood in the middle of those people, looked at Zhao Lei and Yang Zhu and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for so many years, and I have become like this, I am so disappointed." ”

"Your grandmother raised bears, don't talk about cool things, why don't you try it?" Yang Zhu immediately shouted. It's very unpleasant.

Meng Xuan has never spoken much, but now it is rare to say such a long sentence, and he is actually sarcastic about a few people.

At this time, the army of the other world had already rushed over, but Meng Xuan was not aware of it at all. Spread it out casually, there was a large amount of cyan broken jade like ice crystals in his hand, and he didn't know what it was, but it had an aura that Yang Zhu and Zhao Lei were familiar with.

"It's a little uncomfortable to be defensive, but it's going to be over soon. Meng Xuan said suddenly.

Everyone was puzzled, and before they understood what it meant, Meng Xuan had already made a move.

The blue-white light bloomed in the palm of his hand, a chill that penetrated his heart, and even more so a creepy beauty. In an instant, the light became more and more brilliant, as if it was extremely sublimated, and suddenly the world turned pale.

Along with this eerie white light was a terrifying deep cold, freezing everything and spreading rapidly, along the surface, along the sun, along the air, along the void...... All the way to the spread.

A huge ice cap appeared on the Ancient Great 6, directly enveloping nearly one-third of the Central Shenzhou, which was unbelievable.

"Meng Xuan, what are you doing!" Zhao Lei shouted loudly.

"Your grandmother raised bears, and she died cold!" Yang Zhu scolded directly.

The other people were not too familiar with Meng Xuan, so they were not easy to speak, but they were also extremely painful.

This move is not only to deal with those monks from the other world, but also to wrap them up and bear all the attacks together.

Meng Xuan didn't seem to hear it, he continued to exercise on his own, and after a while, he finally shook it hard and spit out a word: "Qing!"

Suddenly, a terrifying force appeared from the palm of his hand.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the huge ice sheet shattered, turning into tiny pieces of broken ice, and gradually disappearing. And all the otherworldly monks who were affected by the cold ice also disappeared, and the world was quiet.

After the silence, it was Yang Zhu's scolding: "Meng Xuan, you bastard!" The otherworldly monks were hit hard, and they almost killed Meng Xuan with this move. If you don't believe in your brother, you really have to wonder if this guy wants to take the opportunity to kill everyone together.

Even Yang Zhu can still scold, and the strength of the other few speakers is gone.

This was an indiscriminate attack, and anyone except Meng Xuan himself would be injured and unable to control it. However, the power is also indescribably great, and in the blink of an eye, all the monks near the Tiandu have been killed. Monks from other regions want to come, but they are afraid that they will not be able to do so for a while.

The effect of this move is the name of this move, clear, clear directly.

Without much explanation, Meng Xuan waved his hand casually, rolled his true qi, and led everyone to the south. This is going to be a fierce battleground, and you need to get away from here for these people to recover.

"Indiscriminate attacks that hurt others and yourself, is this your disciple? Sword Venerable looked at the Sword Master and asked.

The death of many subordinates, as well as the departure of Meng Xuan and others, did not seem to be taken to heart by him.

"Actually, I'm better!" the Sword Master seemed to be in an excellent state of mind, teasing casually, and at the same time began to instill true qi into the edge.

"Should I say that you are too confident, or should I say that he trusts you too much, and he doesn't seem to be worried about you at all!" Jian Zun said, and there was also a sky-high sword aura on his body.

The Sword Saint raised the edge in his hand and said with a faint smile: "It's not that I'm confident, it's not that he believes in me, it's that he and I both know." ”

"I didn't plan to leave alive!"

As soon as the words fell, the sharp edge slashed out.