Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit. - Chapter 757

c761 Is anxious!!

“What a strong aura! Which Saint Ancestor Realm master has taken action?!” Many people exclaimed.

“It’s Panlong Wusheng of the Holy Martial Realm! He actually wants to intervene in this fight!”

“Why? Is he friends with Empress Fuyao?”

“It’s entirely possible!”

…

When seeing Panlong Wusheng disregarding the overall situation and reaching out to Kunlun Realm at this critical moment, countless creatures in the universe were horrified.

You know, this is a big deal!

Once it arouses the dissatisfaction of the ten major worlds, how can the Holy Martial Realm alone bear it?

Sure enough.

The moment Panlong Wusheng took action, the anger in the hearts of many giants was immediately ignited.

The reason why they sat behind the scenes was to prevent external forces from intervening and try to maintain the fairness of this fight.

However, there is still a guy who dares to intervene in this incident against the will of the world. This is simply a slap in their faces!

“Panlong Wusheng, you are so brave!”

The roars came from all directions of the universe, carrying a surging killing intent.

In an instant, the golden hand was forcibly defeated by multiple forces, and the last dragon roar was slightly sad.

In the Holy Martial Realm, Panlong Wusheng looked ugly. After calming down, he also realized that his actions were too impulsive.

Even if he was eager to save people, facing the supervision of a group of Saint Ancestors, his idea was doomed to be in vain.

“Panlong Wusheng, no matter how you and Empress Fuyao were in the past, the current situation should be fair, and your move will only break the fairness of this fight, so you must give us a reasonable explanation.”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords said coldly.

Swish, swish, swish, many huge divine consciousness fell on the Holy Martial Realm, making the cultivators of the Holy Martial Realm tremble with fear.

Although the Holy Martial Realm ranks in the top 30 in the Divine Court, it is ultimately supported by Panlong Wusheng alone.

There are many people like him in the ten worlds of Shenting. This is the difference in foundation!

The Panlong Wusheng who was held accountable had fine sweat on his forehead. He was just a junior in front of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, and they were not at the same level at all.

“I’m really sorry, I was impulsive, please forgive me, fellow Taoists!”

Under the pressure of the situation, Panlong Wusheng gritted his teeth, lowered his proud head, and bowed.

His heart was full of frustration and shame!

The woman he loved in the past was besieged and in danger, and he could only watch helplessly!

It was so uncomfortable!

There was no way, even if Panlong Wusheng had the will, he was powerless. His Saint Ancestor Realm was at the level of a big boss outside, but in front of the ten worlds of Shenting, he was at most a person with a little weight.

Besides, he had only broken through not long ago, how could he compare with a group of veteran Saint Ancestor Realm powerhouses?

Besides, he shoulders the responsibility of revitalizing the Holy Martial Realm. If he insists on doing it his own way, it doesn’t matter if he is killed in the end, but if he implicates billions of lives in the Holy Martial Realm, he will be a complete sinner!

So.

Panlong Wusheng has no reason not to bow his head!

“You can do it yourself.”

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords said indifferently.

Seeing Panlong Wusheng bow his head to admit his mistakes, the giants of other worlds sneered, and they were too lazy to continue to pursue the matter, and turned their attention back to the light curtain suspended in the starry sky.

They all saw why Panlong Wusheng did this, and it must have something to do with the Fuyao Empress.

It’s a pity that fate plays tricks on people. The peerless empress who once dominated the starry sky will be killed by several juniors in the future today.

Looking at the picture on the light curtain, the woman who was still stubborn and unyielding even in a desperate situation, Panlong Wusheng’s heart twitched.

He took a deep breath and turned his face away, unable to bear to see the next scene.

At this moment,

A silver-haired young man appeared in the light curtain and walked towards the injured Fuyao Empress.

“Isn’t that Ye Tiandi?”

“What a shitty Ye Tiandi, is he worthy of this name now?”

“Hehe, if you go there now, do you want to die together?”

“Besides this, is there any other possibility? Facing the combined efforts of the seven great geniuses, even Fuyao Empress was defeated, what kind of storm can he, a useless person, stir up?”

Discussions arose, full of sarcasm.

In everyone’s opinion, Ye Junlin has become a useless person, unable to resist the attack of the seven great geniuses, and can only die obediently!

“It was him who killed my little son…” Situ Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Light Clan, gnashed his teeth in hatred.

Now he just wanted to watch the murderer being executed!

Just when all the creatures in the universe thought that Ye Junlin had given up resistance and was ready to die.

As a result, an unexpected scene happened.

Ye Junlin once again showed his Saint King cultivation, which frightened many cultivators from outside the domain who looked down on him.

The starry sky shook!

Whether it was the Divine Court or the Nine Netherworld, countless strong men were shocked at this moment, realizing that they had been deceived by that man!

Ye Tiandi’s cultivation did not regress, he deliberately released false news in order to confuse the outside world. This was a trap from beginning to end!

They were all kept in the dark and played around!

It turned out that I was the clown!

“What good does this do for him?” A Tianjiao asked puzzled.

“Is he trying to catch all the invading enemies in one fell swoop? Is this possible?” A leader from the Immortal Ancient Sect asked in surprise.

“This is an arrogant lunatic! He is shooting himself in the foot!”

More people were angry and embarrassed.

It is true that Ye Junlin’s exposure of his Saint King Realm cultivation changed everyone’s view of him, but it is generally believed that Ye Junlin’s move was digging his own grave, and that he was still unable to resist the group of geniuses on the Supreme List.

A new battle began.

The picture on the light screen was changing wildly, which was thrilling.

Ye Junlin was like a peerless sword god, killing gods and Buddhas, and his momentum was invincible, simply invincible!

For a time, he actually suppressed the seven geniuses!

“Eternal Sword Heart! How can this boy comprehend the Eternal Sword Heart?!” The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords saw something, his old face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed deep disbelief.

Eternal Sword Heart is the ultimate realm of sword cultivation.

As an old monster, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords also took a lot of effort and experienced various failures before finally touching this realm, thus establishing his reputation as the first sword of the Divine Court.

Thanks to the power of the Eternal Sword Heart, he is the top strongest person in the realm of the Saint Ancestor, and he is fully qualified to hold up the sky and be proud of the heroes.

Who would have thought that a junior would also comprehend the Eternal Sword Heart several years later!

What a terrifying and unparalleled top qualification is this?

His most promising apprentice Liu Bai is not even qualified to carry his shoes!

Suddenly, an ominous premonition became stronger in his heart.

As the battle progressed, Ye Junlin began to kill people in all directions, beheading four world sons including Yelu Hua.

“Human race, you are looking for death!!!”

The puppet world and the other three worlds all heard extremely angry roars, which resounded through the vast starry sky, and many asteroids exploded and turned into powder.

The creatures of the heavens and the worlds were greatly shocked. They did not expect that the fighting power of this Ye Tiandi was so strong that he killed four Tianjiao on the Supreme List in a row!

Then, the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Realm, Liu Bai, was killed by a sword, and countless sword cultivators were stunned.

“No~!” The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords cried out in grief, as if his beloved son was killed.

“Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, our Oster will avenge your apprentice!” The ancestor of the Titans gloated.

Who would have thought that before he could finish his words for long, Oster was also pierced through the body by Ye Junlin’s sword, and before he died, he cried for help, “Ancestor, save me”, his voice was full of helplessness and despair.

The ancestor of the Titans was stunned on the throne, his face full of astonishment.

Then, the wine glass in his hand was crushed with a bang, and a raging anger rubbed his head. He stood up and roared:

“From today on, my Titan Realm and the Lord of Heaven will fight to the death!!!”

It was really a slap in the face. The most respected genius in the clan was only a sword in front of that man.

In the end, even Xu Baitian, who ranked fourth, died in the battle, and the world of heaven was greatly shaken.

The Lord of Heaven had a murderous look on his face, and said coldly: “Ah, this boy must die! Blood debt must be paid with blood!”

The successive changes made all the creatures of the races tremble with fear, thinking that this was a major event that could subvert the universe!

Seven of the top ten geniuses on the Supreme List have been killed, and they died at the hands of one person!

This is a slap in the face of the big guys behind the scenes!

Seeing this situation.

Panlong Wusheng came back to his senses from the shock, and looking at the giants who were furious, he suddenly felt relieved.

Haha, you didn’t look like this just now?

It’s true that only when the fist fell on him did he know how painful it was!

His eyes returned to the silver-haired figure, and Panlong Wusheng’s eyes flashed with shock.

Being able to do this in the Saint King Realm is definitely the legendary top posture. In the future, when he grows to the Saint Ancestor Realm, he must be the one he looks up to!

“But, can this boy live to see that day?”

As his thoughts turned, Panlong Wusheng glanced at the angry Saint Ancestors, and his mood couldn’t help but become heavy.