The sand dune 20 li away, instantly crumbled, and countless figures flew out from the sand.
Crane's reaction was extremely fast, upon hearing Tang Tian's roar, Crane's face changed, and without hesitation, he abandoned his opponent and flew out. Crane who was in the air, was like a big black crane, the wave of Qi rushed in front of him, his expression congealed, his arms extended, his body relaxed, and when the wave of Qi reached his body, his heart trembled, and everything in his field of vision, was swept away at an astonishing speed.
Meng Wei laughed bitterly, her gaze, landed on Tang Tian's body.
Tang Tian who was enveloped in black flames, stood there with his sword. His Qi had become completely different, berserk and cold.
End the battle quickly!
Even the blood meridians summoning has no chance of winning?
This fellow ….
Ling Xu's eyes squinted, Single Blade who was in front of him suddenly looked like he was being stared at by a wild beast, his expression congealing.
"Hey hey hey! Uncle! Where is this? "Tang Tian shouted anxiously.
Although he did not know why, the opponent's attack made him feel that the Pointed Sea Spears were of the same origin, but Ling Xu could clearly judge that the Pointed Sea Spears were superior.
Meng Wei's blood meridians completion rate was extremely high, and her communication with Cetus Constellation was much easier than any other martial artist.
Single Blade had used his old strength for a long time, and before he could generate new strength, he was struck and flew over 10m away, landing heavily in the sand, and did not move.
Making a prompt decision, Meng Wei's eyes lit up, and was about to make a move.
When Tang Tian's body released the black flames, the star power of Cetus Constellation increased, as though it wanted to suppress the black flames on Tang Tian's body. But when Tang Tian pulled out the sword from the void, the star power of Cetus Constellation quickly decreased, as though it felt that it could not win.
The sword was about the width of a palm, but was 2.5m long, longer than Tang Tian's height, the sword body was perfectly straight, without a guard, and the dense black flames flowed along the sword body.
Meng Wei's sword was trembling, the blood in her body, almost congealing.
A ring shaped ripple that could be seen with the naked eye, with Tang Tian as the center, spread out.
His gaze, slowly swept across the entire field.
The eyes in the black flames were fiery red, but incomparably cold.
This guy … just where did he come from …
Boom!
Bing, Ling Xu and Crane, all of their past memories, he remembered them all, but they were like distant matters, and were unable to cause any ripples in his heart. His heart, as if he had experienced countless life and death situations, had a heart of stone.
Bang!
However, last time, it was clearly only his fist that emitted flames. How could it be like this this time?
Constellation Blood Meridians, were formed and evolved under the long-term immersion of the Constellation Power. This also allowed the blood meridians to communicate with the constellation. The Bloodline Summoning was like the burning of a secret treasure's martial spirit. The difference was that the burning of the Secret Treasure's Martial Spirit would cause the Secret Treasure to dissipate. As for the Bloodline Summon, it would also cause great damage. However, if one could endure it, there was a chance that it would allow one to undergo a transformation.
But at the same time, she was even more sensitive to the changes in the constellation's power.
Ever since Old Man Fei saw that his blood could produce black flames, Tang Tian had a bold idea. How good would it be if he could make use of this black flame! That black flame could even burn treasures, if he could use it in battle, wouldn't that be a huge gain for him? In the end, he really found a way, and that was his red eye.
"The power of the Saint Sword, is not something he can control at the moment. The bestowal of a Sword Saint is the strongest tempering in the world, even if it is an ordinary iron sword, once it becomes a Saint Sword, it will become extremely strong. "Qiu Zhi Jun's eyes revealed a look of yearning.
Tang Tian was startled, how long had it been since he last touched a sword? The last time he touched a sword, was when he was training the fundamental sword techniques in the academy. Suddenly, countless of information surged in like a tide.
Sima Xiao was dumbstruck, he had never heard of this Sword Saint before, but he knew that his senior brother would definitely not make a mistake in this aspect.
The air wave that was like a wall blasted out a hole, the berserk air flow wreaked havoc, the entire team, in a moment, was swaying left and right, but there were no casualties.
This fellow … .who exactly is he?
The berserk power flowed through the spear body, Ling Xu's entire body tensed up, all of his True Power frantically revolving, with a roar, the spear aura increased explosively.
Tang Tian who was in mid air, landed on the ground, he held onto his sword and knelt on the ground, as though he was in extreme pain.
No one knew how many Sword Saints were produced in Heaven's Road, but every single Sword Saint was the strongest person at that time. To existences with long histories like the 12 Palaces, they might not be surprised, as their history was too long, and they had produced many Saint Galaxy Domains. But to the Clan Union, a new organization with only a few decades of history, Sword Saints were like legends and legends.
Meng Wei was the first to bear the brunt, she only felt as though she was struck by a wild beast, she groaned, her entire body flew over 30m away, before stopping herself. At the corner of her mouth, a trace of blood flowed down, her gaze filled with shock.
Tang Yi was the first to react, he suddenly waved his blade, and around 70-80 people reacted, waving their blade auras. Bing's expression was solemn, both hands lightly flicking, the blade auras merged into one, and slashed towards the air wave.
Bing's expression changed, he bellowed: "Blade!"
"Impossible! Wu Wang Hai has never married in his entire life, and, 1500 years ago, is too far away. "Qiu Zhi Jun shook his head.
He moved as though he was riding the wind, in the blink of an eye, he was already half a mile away, his face filled with shock.
Tang Tian felt an intense pain in his head, it was a heart piercing pain, and he subconsciously wanted to hug his head.
The figure in front of him acted as though he did not hear anything, but from the corner of Tang Tian's eyes, he suddenly realized that he was holding onto a weird sword.
"Ah ah ah ah!"
He was still holding onto the sword tightly, his entire body trembling.
Suddenly, Tang Tian who was in the black flames in front of him curled up into a ball.
Crane calmed himself down, and turned to look at the army chief with a cold gaze. Seems like, I need to quickly get rid of the person in front of me!
He expressionlessly raised the sword in his hand.
Bing who was crawling out from the sand looked at Tang Tian in a daze.
Like a wild beast's roar, it was like rolling thunder, sweeping across the entire desert. Accompanying the roar was a wave of cold and ruthless air that swept across like a hurricane!
"Don't tell me Tang Tian is Wu Wang Hai's descendant?" Sima Xiao was suspicious.
"Hold onto the sword tightly!"
Ling Xu also noticed the change in Tang Tian, and was equally surprised. The figure in the sky that was enveloped by the black flames, was cold and ruthless, Ling Xu's first reaction, was not Tang Tian! He was simple minded, and trusted his own intuition, Tang Tian was usually bright and foolish, and would never be cold and ruthless.
"Saint … Saint Sword?" Sima Xiao stuttered, he thought he had heard wrongly.
It was not the calmness of the King Peacock Eyes, but a condescending indifference. In Tang Tian's heart, there was not a single ripple, he looked around indifferently, in his mind, there were countless of sword techniques, as though they had existed since the beginning.
Ling Xu's attention had always been on Tang Tian, and when Tang Tian roared, his face changed, he did not care about the single blade in front of him, and turned his spear tip, the Pointed Sea Spear protecting him.
Suddenly, a voice came out.
"Then why is he able to pull out the sword?" Sima Xiao asked.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire being flung out.
Tang Tian did not lose consciousness, but his consciousness, was in an extremely strange state. It was as though he was in a chaotic void, surrounded by endless black flames, a blurred back figure, not far away.
The sword in his hand, was actually a Saint Sword!
Enemy.
Crane raised his head and glanced at Tang Tian in the sky, a trace of worry rising in his heart. The way Tang Tian was holding the sword, was definitely not a novice. And Crane was very clear, Tang Tian's sword techniques were very shallow, and …. Tang Tian's current Qi …. was too foreign ….
Sword?
Qiu Zhi Jun shook his head: "Impossible. This sword, is sealed in the void. That's right, I should have known, the black flames were the Void Dark Flames. Without reaching the Saint Domain, it is impossible to break through the void. "
"Who am I?"
"Ocean Prison!" Qiu Zhi Jun's voice was trembling: "Saint Sword Ocean Prison!"
Tang Tian suddenly raised his head and stood up.
Something must have happened!
"What a pity." Sima Xiao was filled with regret, if he could obtain a Saint Sword, his prestige in the Clan Union would be unparalleled. He then said with envy: "Just a projection of the Dark Flames, and yet it is so glorious, truly powerful!"
But it was still unable to withstand the terrifying wave of Qi, Flamingo slid on the sand, and retreated over 30m before stopping.
The Qi that the Black Flame Sword emitted, proved how powerful it was.
The figure in front of Tang Tian released a hoarse and unpleasant weird laugh, and gradually disappeared.
The martial artists who were watching the battle from the sand dune 20 li away, only saw a ripple, like a wave rising from the sea, in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of them.
Meng Wei looked at Tang Tian who was in front of her, not moving at all, like a puppet. Could it be, that he had some adverse reaction? Meng Wei's mind was moved, it was not strange, for many powerful star treasures, when recognizing their master, the martial artist's power would usually be greatly weakened.
Tang Tian lowered his head, looking at his own hand, and the sword in his hand.
Qiu Zhi Jun gradually calmed down, his eyes staring intently at the sword: "About 1500 years ago, there was a sword saint with a weird temper, called Wu Wang Hai. It is said that when he was young, he accidentally gained enlightenment on a sword technique that could break through space, but he did not succeed in being bestowed as a saint. This person's character was weird, ruthless and bloodthirsty, and was once chased by six saints, but he managed to escape every time. After being chased for 20 years, he was bestowed as a saint, and stepped into the Saint Domain. His sword, was called Ocean Prison. There were rumors saying that before he died, he threw Ocean Prison into the void, who knew …. "
"The sword in his hand, is not a real body, but a projection." Qiu Zhi Jun said: "His body should have sealed some of Ocean Prison's Dark Flames, all these Dark Flames, are able to resonate with the Ocean Prison sealed in the void, and borrow its power."
"Can we snatch it?" Suddenly, a fierce look flashed past Sima Xiao's eyes. Previously, he sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight, planning to fish in troubled waters, but the appearance of the Saint Sword, was enough to change his mind.
It was as though he was a different person.
His gaze, landed on Meng Wei.
Sword Saint!
I'll risk it all!
Tang Tian did not care about anything else, he gripped the sword in his hand tightly, the pain swallowing him up like a tide.
Meng Wei was not sure, but she knew, it was her only chance.
Crane's opponent had his back facing Tang Tian, and when Crane suddenly flew away, he was startled and his face changed, but it was already too late, he could only forcefully move his energy to his back, and a burst of ferocious energy fiercely struck his back.
"Hehehe, as expected of his son."
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