"Ge Xiaopan's Divine Sword Tyrant Technique is not as imposing as Ge Zhongwu's, but it's already showing signs of strength. Even we have to take it seriously."
"In the past few years, the nineteen outer cities have been ruled by the True Hero Sect."
"Two Level 3 True God Realm experts, the True Hero Sect is truly blessed."
"In the next competition, they will definitely enter the inner city and will no longer have anything to do with us."
The Seven Sect Masters all had their own plans. After seeing Ge Xiaopan's martial arts, they were all secretly evaluating it.
As for Shen Zhenyi, they did not even put him in their eyes.
They were not even on the same level, so what was there to worry about?
The only thing they wanted to tell this young man was not to be too arrogant, or else he would be struck by lightning.
Ge Xiaopan also did not put his opponent in his eyes.
It was his first time using the Divine Sword Tyrant Technique in front of so many experts.
This feeling of showing off made him feel a sweetness at the root of his tongue, and he almost felt like he was floating.
— — See, this is the martial arts of the True Hero Sect, this is me, Ge Xiaopan!
One of the few Level 3 True God Realm experts in the nineteen outer cities!
Not only was he the young master of the True Hero Sect, not only was he the son of Ge Zhongwu!
He was him, the strongest expert of the younger generation — —
— — Ge Xiaopan!
He roared as his sword aura became more and more unrestrained. His aura was like a tide, swallowing the sky and the sun, dominating the world!
In front of his sword aura, it was as if the entire world would be shattered in an instant.
In front of this grand sword aura, Shen Zhenyi was like a speck of dust in the wind, or a small boat in a tsunami. As long as the waves rolled, he would capsize at any time.
However, he just stood there quietly and looked on coldly as if this grand sword aura had nothing to do with him.
The waves were rolling, but he was still strolling and did not even lift his eyelids.
"It's rare to have such a temperament."
"Although it was Young Master Xiao Pan who showed mercy, this Third Young Master Shen is indeed a talent to be able to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him."
"It's a pity … that he can only stop here."
The Seven Sect Masters sighed hypocritically.
Even if they were to face the stormy waves of the Divine Sword Tyrant Technique, it would be impossible for them to be so calm. What's more, Shen Zhenyi probably had no chance of breaking through this swordsmanship. His life and death were all in the hands of others. With such a temperament, it was no wonder that he could obtain the inheritance of the Canglan Secret Vault.
"Xiao Pan, that's enough!"
Ge Zhongwu twirled his beard and smiled. His son's proficiency in swordsmanship made him even more proud.
It was time for Shen Zhenyi to die.
Since the situation had developed to this point, killing the backbone of the Abandoned Sword Villa would make it easier to carry out their plan tonight.
Ge Xiaopan laughed heartily, "I'll listen to Father and stop playing!"
With a wave of his finger, the golden tide surging in the narrow space suddenly converged into a thick golden dragon. It spiraled up and surrounded Shen Zhenyi.
"Divine Sword Tyrant Art of World Annihilation!"
The Golden Dragon let out a furious roar. Everything around its huge body was about to be completely crushed by it, turning into particles even smaller than dust.
If this sword was fully unleashed, even a small city would be completely destroyed. Now that Ge Xiaopan controlled the power within the narrow space in the room, the tearing force was even stronger!
The Bright Moon Hotel was protected by a barrier, so normal battles were not enough to destroy the outer walls and floor. However, at this moment, the sword aura soared into the sky and overturned the roof of the Bright Moon Hotel almost without any resistance. A huge amount of golden light gushed out like stars!
"Young Master Xiaopan is using his ultimate move!"
"The Divine Sword Tyrant Technique, the forbidden move of destruction, Soaring Divine Dragon!"
"I can't believe I can see such a scene today. This trip was not in vain!"
The people downstairs were shouting and yelling excitedly.
For them, the residents of the nineteen outer cities, it was rare to have the opportunity to see an expert above the third level of the True God Realm in action. The Seven Sect Masters lived in seclusion and rarely showed their moves in front of others. How could they not be excited by such a rare opportunity?
Only a few people felt sorry for Shen Zhenyi.
"What a pity. The Third Young Master Shen is also as handsome as jade. Under this sword, both jade and stone will be destroyed. It seems that he won't be able to survive."
"It can't be helped. Who asked his opponent to be Young Master Xiaopan?"
"The Abandoned Sword Villa was too impatient. If they could have taken it slow, they wouldn't have been targeted by the Seven Great Sects. This time, it's over!"
Everyone sighed, but they didn't dare to say anything.
In the Seven Wounds World, the law of the jungle had always been the rule.
"It's a pity that your opponent is me."
Opposite Shen Zhenyi, Ge Xiaopan sneered, "I really can't stand your calm face. Before you die, don't you show a trace of fear?"
The golden light was dazzling, but he stared at Shen Zhenyi, looking forward to the moment when death would crush his opponent's will.
However, Shen Zhenyi still had an indifferent expression, which made Ge Xiaopan very unhappy.
"You're a hero to face death. However, after you die, you'll still be very ugly. Your bones won't be complete, and your flesh and blood will be scattered everywhere. At that time, the expressions of your disciples will definitely be very interesting."
Ge Xiaopan licked his lips, showing an expectant look.
"Very good."
Shen Zhenyi raised his eyebrows, "Those who kill others will always be killed by others. I need you to remind me. I will pay attention to your father's expression."
"How dare you!"
Ge Xiaopan was so angry that he laughed, "You still want to be stubborn at this time? Goodbye, Third Young Master Shen! "
He suddenly clenched his right fist!
Whoosh!
The golden dragon rapidly shrank, and even the space in its huge body was squeezed together. In an instant, it had become a tight ball, leaving no space in the middle.
— — Shen Zhenyi should be inside.
"Bones all over, flesh torn, eyes popped out, feces and urine incontinence."
Ge Xiaopan revealed a devilish smile.
"In a while, I will see your face when you die, but you won't be able to enjoy such an ugly sight!"
He laughed wildly, but suddenly his body trembled, and he looked to the side in disbelief.
Shen Zhenyi stood quietly on the other side, looking at him as if he was looking at a fool.
What … happened?
The strangle of the Golden Dragon Destroys the World did not involve Shen Zhenyi? Did he see the wrong direction just now?
How was this possible?
This kind of stupid mistake had never happened when Ge Xiaopan first started practicing swordsmanship.
Could it be that Shen Zhenyi had a way to get out of the range of the Golden Dragon's Destruction? He was just a newcomer in the second tier of the True God Realm, how could he have the ability to silently break the move?
Ge Xiaopan was flustered and did not react, but he heard Shen Zhenyi say with a smile.
"I'll give you a taste of your own medicine."
"I don't like this way of killing, but it may be suitable for someone like you."
What?
Just as Ge Xiaopan was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt his limbs and bones tighten, as if he was being wrapped up by a python. A huge pressure came from his chest, and a muffled sound came from his chest. He couldn't even say a word.
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