People look up at the top of the gold list.

The eight are facing one side, sitting cross-legged and kneeling on the ground.

The person these eight women faced was covered by the chaotic haze, and no matter how the Ten Thousand Realms monks investigated, they couldn't see a trace of their true face.

Even if they can't see their bodies and true faces clearly, they all know that the person behind the chaotic haze must be the ancestor of the magic weapon who became a god in one fell swoop-Su Han!

"The eight sword gods are sword boys, overwhelming countless worlds, dominating the eight places on the list, this is... Is the essence of the great god of Su Han?!".

"I now know that I, an old thing who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, turned out to be just a frog at the bottom of a well who has never seen the world.....

."

"I'm sour, I'm sour.... Putting aside the talent of these eight girl sword gods, just that appearance is eye-catching!".

"Indeed.... Four pairs of twins, tsk tsk".

"This friend upstairs, please calm down!".

............

At this moment.

A certain realm.

A shattered plane.

When Xiao Ran saw it, it was not only Liu Qingqing.

There are also seven women in a row who are more perfect and crazy than Liu Qingqing.

He couldn't keep his composure!

The eight girl sword gods are intimidating the ancient and modern kendo talents, and their appearance is also stunning.

And... Most importantly, there are four sets of twins.

For sword cultivation, twins practice swords at the same time, or practice the same swordsmanship at the same time, they can fit each other and promote each other, and they can use combination techniques to achieve the realm and power of terror.

Moreover, it is absolutely perfect Sword Slave Ding!

If these eight girls were obtained by Xiao Ran, he was confident that within three years, the way of the sword would cross another great realm!

He looked at the man in front of the eight girls who was covered by the chaos and haze, his face instantly gloomy, the green scripture burst out, and the flame of jealousy grew infinitely, burning his mind.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart-

Kill the owners of these eight girls and snatch them over.

With that in mind.

Xiao Ran waved his hand, and a golden long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the sword body was also engraved with dense sword inscriptions

With the appearance of this golden long sword, the space on this side rattled, squeezing the fault.

The thousands of sword cultivators standing below looked up at their leader in fear and awe.

This sword .... It's been a long time since I've seen the Commander use it!

Xiao Ran's momentum was instantly unrestrained, and his breath was full of energy.

Grasp the hilt of the sword with your right hand and slowly raise it.

pointed to the phantom on the gold list.

Suddenly, the sword rhyme in the sky permeated his body, like a sword god standing in the sacred, and the momentum was so strong that it was impossible to force the eyes.

Immediately, Xiao Ran locked his eyes on the phantom on the gold list and closed his eyes.

Spread out your mind and go to find the direction of the eight women.

Just when his consciousness had just dispersed and he was in pursuit.

Almost instantly.

A huge void barrier cut off his senses.

He couldn't find the location of the eight women.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his brow furrowed.

His face was pale, and it could be seen that his soul had suffered a lot of trauma.

With the strength of his divine sense, he is among the best in the other side of the clan, and he can almost do it within ten breaths, covering the entire Ten Thousand Realms.

It doesn't matter which plane the other party is hiding in the Ten Thousand Realms.

He only needs ten breaths at most, and he can find it.

But now, he was blocked by a void barrier, and he felt like a pair of eyes were watching him.

Xiao Ran covered his chest and took out a cyan pill that exuded Dan Yun from the deepest part of the space ring.

He hesitated for a second and swallowed.

The cyan misty immortal light was quickly repairing his divine soul, and his momentum was constantly skyrocketing.

He clenched the sword in his hand and pointed at the phantom on the gold list again.

"Since I can't find your body, I'm... Destroy your phantom!".

The words fell.

Xiao Ran soared into the air, and the sword qi swept up.

The man and the sword transformed into a cyan sword qi dragon, and the space wherever it went was constantly distorted and shattered.

Xiao Ran went towards the top of the gold list, Su Han's phantom kill!

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A sword qi dragon roared and instantly shook the entire Ten Thousand Worlds.

The sword in the hands of the entire Ten Thousand Realms Sword Cultivator was rattling.

At this moment, the monk of the Ten Thousand Realms instantly raised his head and looked at the golden list.

I saw a void crack appear.

A sword cultivator dressed in white, holding a long sword, transformed into a cyan sword qi dragon, and stabbed towards the figure hidden behind the chaotic haze above the gold list.

"That's. The figure... It seems to be the out-of-realm sword cultivator named 'Xiao Ran'!".

"What is he going to do?!!!

".

"He's going to destroy the phantom of the Great God of Su Han?!".

"This sword qi is so strong.... I'm a little out of breath in my chest..."

"It's. . . Surpass the momentum of the Eight Realms Kendo!".

For a moment, the monk of the Ten Thousand Worlds shouted in horror.

Sword Ancient Realm.

Three Thousand Sword Domains.

Jian Wuxin and the twelve disciples, after seeing Xiao Ran's momentum, their pupils shrank sharply.

"It's... The Sword Way of the Nine Realms!".

Jian Wuxin's body took a step back slightly.

The way of the sword in the world, nine is the extreme realm.

Jian Wuxin is currently the path of the Eight Realms Consummation.

It is only one step away from the Nine Realms.

"This Outer Realm Sword Cultivator who killed the Thirteenth Brother... I actually set foot in the ninth realm..."

The twelve disciples gritted their teeth and said in a deep voice

The hand that clenched the hilt of the sword, and a trace of blood oozed from the tiger's mouth...

Jian Wuxin's hand holding the iron sword was also trembling slightly...

The Way of the Nine Realms... Even he is no match.

Could it be that the enmity of his own disciples... Can you only drink hate?!

In Jian Wuxin's pupils, a trace of despair and anger flashed.

....

Xiao Ran held his sword in his hand and stabbed towards Su Han's phantom.

"Pretend to hide behind the haze, let me see what kind of demon you are!".

"Die!".

At the moment when Xiao Ran's sword qi dragon was about to annihilate the phantom after the chaotic haze.

All of a sudden.

The whole time, it seems, frozen.

The sword qi dragon that Xiao Ran turned into was like an ice sculpture, frozen in the air.

The next second.

Kneeling in front of them, among the eight maidens.

A purple-clothed girl at the very edge slowly got up and slowly picked up the white long sword on the side.

Slashed towards Xiao Ran.

Then he slowly retracted the sword into its scabbard

He continued to sit back in place, and continued to kneel towards the figure in the chaos, as if he had done something insignificant.

Wow

After the girl in purple sat down.

Time begins to flow.

There was a loud bang, and it resounded throughout the ten thousand worlds.

The cyan sword qi dragon that Xiao Ran had transformed shattered, and Xiao Ran's body also shattered instantly, turning into a little bit of powder.

In the air, like blood-colored fireworks, it slowly fell.

Holy, splendid, oppressive, fearful, powerful.....

The monks of the Ten Thousand Worlds were like statues fixed in place, quietly watching this blood rain and fireworks slowly fall...

At the same time, on the gold list.

Xiao Ran's ranking disappeared.

It also means that Xiao Ran.... Utter death!

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