Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

Xia Yan's palm of the dragon was regrettable, and it was completely transformed from the zhenqi in the body into the innate qi, and the palm strength was extremely strong, and there was a short vacuum in the dense beast crowd.

The beasts fell apart and exploded into blood mist.

With this palm's power, hundreds of beasts were completely wiped out, and an open space within a hundred meters range was cleared.

Not only did the Qi in Xia Yan's body not weaken at all, on the contrary, the sun was rising like the rising sun.

People were in the void, and within a few breaths, the breeze filled his body, and the slight air ripples blurred his figure.

Jianglong eighteen palms, the first type of Kanglong regrets, pay attention to seven points of effort, three points back to the body.

The essence is not on that Kang, but a word of regret.

It is blessed with the various magical powers of Xia Yan's current cultivation.

He, a cultivator of immortality, has thoroughly mastered the essence of the mortal superb martial arts Jianglong Eighteen Palms in a short time.

The essence of the word regret, after slaying hundreds of monsters with one palm, the true energy in Xia Yan's body still fluctuated sharply, without any signs of decline.

Only Xia Yan could see many small light clusters floating around.

In one thought, all of them rushed towards Xia Yan in midair.

Not only this attribute point, but also the progress of the cultivation base after killing the monster.

"Congratulations on getting 11 points!"

"Congratulations on getting 9 points!"

"Congratulations on getting 13 points!"

"Congratulations on getting the cultivation base..."

Although these densely packed monster beasts are only a level equivalent to a C-rank martial artist, they can't stand the large number. An ant colony that resembles the Kuroshio, no matter how small it is, it is still meat.

"Strength plus 0.5!"

"Strength plus 0.6!"

"Agility plus 0.1!"

"Agility plus 0.3!"

"Mana plus..."

In a moment, Xia Yan felt the long-lost feeling of becoming stronger.

The enhancement in this killing is far beyond normal cultivation.

This is exactly one of the key reasons why Xia Yan could not leave.

The next moment, Xia Yan's eyes flashed sharply.

Due to his abrupt attack and outrageous action, the beast tide had a short pause, and countless ferocious eyes fixed on Xia Yan.

"Wow!"

"Roar!"

The monster beasts with their teeth and claws roared with red eyes.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of beasts rushed into the sky.

And Xia Yan, his position was like a magnet, attracting the dense beasts below to slaughter.

This scene is extremely terrifying, the picture of thousands of black shadows rushing into the sky, like a violent wave surging in the dark tide, trying to extinguish and strangle the people in the air.

Keeping an eye on the people in front of the TV, someone who was timid could not help covering his eyes.

horrible.

In just an instant, a weird **** ball appeared in the sky.

The black ball was squirming, and it was made up of monsters with teeth and claws.

"Here, Professor Liu, Xia Yan him!"

In the reality show, the beautiful host became a bit uncomfortable when he saw this shocking scene.

The bald old professor shook his head and said, "Hey, I said it earlier, Xia Yan is fearless if he doesn't know it, and now he will pay the price."

In the national attention.

The barrage on the Internet showed a waterfall-like scene in an instant.

"Damn! Xia Yan is cold!"

"God, he is an S-rank martial artist..."

"What can an S-rank martial artist do? This is one hundred thousand monsters. Without a hundred S-rank martial artist, don't want to stop them."

"Doomsday, doomsday, where are the gods? Help."

Weeping on the Internet.

However, not everyone is so pessimistic.

In the Tianqing Tower of the Dragon Kingdom, in the huge conference room, there were many people sitting. One of the middle-aged men had an open alloy box in front of them, and his fingers were placed in the red color of the precision instruments in the box. On the button, I didn't press it too late.

Inside the meeting room, the atmosphere was solemn, and there was freezing silence.

Only a large screen that constantly flickered, changed the silent picture.

"Minister, also... don't press it yet."

"Xia Yan, he is still in the beast tide."

"Yes, when a nuclear bomb is fired, Xia Yan in the Ninth Domain will probably have to be buried with him."

"Hey, do you still think Xia Yan is alive? He is just a martial artist who has just entered the S-level realm. I am afraid that he has already..."

"Hehe, don't worry, he's fine."

The discussion of the crowd was suddenly interrupted, and their eyes immediately focused on the person who spoke.

This is an old man sitting in a wheelchair, thin and short, with dense wrinkles on his face, and his hair and beards are almost falling out.

However, no one would refute his words. On the contrary, after the old man had finished speaking, everyone's expressions became much better.

"After this incident, I want to meet this little guy and let him come to the Martial Artist Tower."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, he has become the representative of the Ninth Domain, one of the 13 members of my Dragon Kingdom, and he was going to report once to the Warrior Tower."

"Hehe, I am a little looking forward to meeting him." The old man smiled.

When everyone present heard the words, their breathing suddenly stagnated, and there was an incredible expression on their faces.

"Master Long..."

"You, what do you mean?!"

...

"Xia Yan! Not dead!"

"what!"

Whether it is a TV or a live broadcast platform, the picture changes suddenly.

People saw the huge black ball explode.

It is an imaginary sword shadow with a handle.

The sword light like a peacock opening the screen, 360 degrees of flying sword air without dead ends!

The sword energy cut the black ball into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Six Meridian Sword, for a long time, even if it is S-level guardian Ling Duan Yu, he can only use his fingers to play the Six Meridian Sword.

But today, it is different.

Xia Yan showed the world a unique Six-Medition Excalibur.

How could he die.

Xia Yan was not stupid and did not choose to escape because Xia Yan was confident that he could protect himself.

He is now an S-rank martial artist. When he became an S-rank martial artist, Xia Yan had a lot of guesses.

Now it seems that the practicality is really good.

Xia Yan's six-channel divine sword was not invisible, but in the form of a sword.

What's more, since Xia Yan has become an S-rank martial artist, the true qi in his body can already be released, and a normal S-rank martial artist can display a Qi shield that can protect the body.

And Xia Yan's exhalation of true energy, the essence transformed into innate qi, and then used the tricks of the Six-Medition Divine Sword, it became the shadow of the sword that filled the surrounding air.

An imaginary sword shadow, coiled around Xia Yan's body, danced frantically.

People were dumbfounded.

Noon~Evening~Night~Dawn.

Until the dawn of the next day...

Xia Yan's position has never flinched. He stood on the blood-stained ground under his feet, with a sword shadow crisscrossing his body, like a meat grinder, a wave of beasts was abruptly blocked by Xia Yan.

Scarlet everywhere, within the slaughter and broken corpses, Xia Yan's clothes were still white as snow, not stained with dirt.

The sun that rose at dawn shed the first light on the world.

On the sun-drenched ground, the blood-red mud radiated a dark luster.

And above the mud, is a beautiful picture composed of sword shadows.

It is blooming, harvesting, like a flower at dawn.