Startling God Sword

Wang Xian charged into the sky, not daring to be careless for even a moment.

Mid-air, he surged forward!

He paid no mind to the sword descending from the heavens, aimed right at him!

At this moment, he realized that in this instant, he possessed a powerful strength, a strength that did not belong to him!

This seemingly ordinary move contained supreme power!

If he were struck by this sword, he would vanish into thin air!

Tang Shisan on the plaza was stunned!

In his eyes, Wang Xian, at this moment, was like a Demon God from under the abyss, yet also like a Divine Dragon!

No, neither was right!

Before she could get a good look, the Spirit Sword in Wang Xian's hand had already slashed out in an instant!

He softly spoke four words!

Four words only Ximen Tinghua could hear!

Hearing this, Ximen Tinghua frowned.

He changed his move with the Spirit Sword in his hand, his entire being transforming into a Heavenly Earth Slash, and charged directly at the soaring Wang Xian!

Wang Xian gave a light smile and thrust his Divine Sword straight out!

In the eyes of Duanmu Xi and Yun Yiluo.

At this instant, Wang Xian's entire being transformed into a Divine Sword soaring into the sky!

No, that's not right!

Everyone noticed this miracle!

Including Dongfang Nishang, Dongfang Feihong, and Yan Ruobing, even all the elders and disciples on the viewing platform!

The soaring Wang Xian's body was shining with golden light!

His entire being transformed into a Divine Sword.

Slicing straight into the Nine Heavens Above!

In the eyes of Elder Wang of Tianshan Xuantian Sect and a group of disciples!

The current Wang Xian had merged with the Town Mountain Divine Sword, which had disappeared from the sect for ten years!

Wang Xian, in Man Sword Unity, soared into the sky.

He muttered four words, and the Jing Shen Sword in his hand thrust straight out!

Towards the descending Heavenly Beyond Immortal, who looked like a Banished Immortal!

In everyone's eyes, it was a Divine Sword on the Three Zhang High Platform soaring into the sky, about to strike down that Heavenly Beyond Immortal!

Tang Shisan murmured, "Meng Xiaolou, look at the Immortal!"

The Black Clad Person, Meng Xiaolou, stood behind her and murmured, "Only such an Evildoer is worthy of my, Meng Xiaolou's, attention!"

Tantai Xiaoxue muttered, "Martial Uncle, Junior Brother has turned into a sword!"

Dongfang Nishang sighed a solemn sigh, "As expected, the ten years in the Heavenly Tome are not something a Human World Cultivator can imagine."

As everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

A "Ding!" sound came from the sky! A clear Kengqiang sound, shaking everyone's eardrums until they ached!

Sharp-eyed individuals finally saw the two Spirit Swords collide in the sky in an instant!

Like Needle Tip Against Wheat Awn, the two sword tips in a fraction of a thousandth of a second...

Met in mid-air and pierced each other!

Time, as if, stood still for a breath!

Everyone, including Ximen Tinghua, who was like a Heavenly Beyond Immortal, was suspended motionlessly in the sky at this instant!

The elders on the viewing platform, their waving hands still in mid-air, had not yet fallen...

The thousands of hands in the plaza were still cheering!

Screaming!

With a "Peng!", The frozen time resumed.

A lightning-fast exchange, like Large Pearls and Small Pearls Falling on a Jade Plate!

Under the command of the voice in his Sea of Consciousness, Wang Xian swung his sword, blocking the descending Heavenly Beyond Immortal!

Ximen Tinghua, in mid-air, felt as if he had collided with Wang Xian again, then was sent flying backward, like an Immortal from the Nine Heavens Above.

He slowly descended towards the plaza.

This time, neither Tang Shisan nor Meng Xiaolou made a move to help Ximen Tinghua return to the high platform.

After three moves, even if the two fought to a draw, Ximen Tinghua still lost!

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm actually exchanged a sword strike in mid-air with Wang Xian, who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, without any discernible advantage!

In everyone's eyes, Ximen Tinghua had lost!

At this time, Wang Xian had not stopped. Like a Jingshen Sword, he charged straight towards the sky, soaring upwards!

In that instant, everyone was stunned!

The sunlight in the sky was too dazzling, blinding thousands of eyes!

Dongfang Nishang held Tantai Xiaoxue's hand and hugged her, softly saying, "Your junior brother is an evildoer!"

An evildoer, was this still human?

Big Brother, Wang Xian only seemed to be in the Foundation Establishment Realm!

Wo cao, is he attempting Daytime Ascension?

Impossible, how old is he?

Senior Sister, is this a young Daoist from the Daoist temple?

Duanmu Xi glanced at Sima Jue, whose eyes were tightly closed. In that moment, a hint of unspeakable bitterness welled up in her heart.

It lingered, refusing to dissipate.

In the Sea of Consciousness, a faint voice echoed, "See clearly. One day, you too will be able to achieve this, to unleash this sword strike of unity between man and heaven!"

Wang Xian nodded lightly, "I want to become stronger!"

At this time, Ximen Tinghua had already landed on the plaza. Standing beside Tang Shisan and Meng Xiaolou, he looked up at Wang Xian, who continued to ascend towards the sky!

Gazing at that Jingshen Sword!

As he gazed, Tang Shisan suddenly said, "Ximen Tinghua, next time you'll be dead, believe it or not?"

Meng Xiaolou smiled faintly, "Interesting, I want to fight him!"

Tang Shisan was startled upon hearing this, then laughed, "You're the Old Master who's not lacking money, you go ahead!"

Ximen Tinghua looked at Wang Xian in the sky without speaking.

Because only he alone heard the four words Wang Xian had spoken to him.

He murmured, "Yi Jian Jingshen!"

Before Dongfang Nishang could soar into the sky, a cloud drifted down from the heavens.

A cloud like a white lotus blocked Wang Xian, who was rapidly descending. The turbulence that had just been generated instantly began to slow down.

In the eyes of everyone, it was a cloud flying from the horizon.

A cloud like a white lotus, carrying the soaring youngster, slowly descended...

At this time, Wang Xian had already put away the Jingshen Sword.

His eyes were half-closed as he quietly felt the sword technique he had just used!

Just then, Dongfang Nishang's voice reached his ears, "Wang Xian, you should return the Líng Jiàn of Xuantian Sect!"

"No! Give me the money first!"

It was Tantai Xiaoxue's voice, "Elder Wang said that as long as Martial Brother returns the sword, he will give five thousand Líng Shí..."

Listening to the conversation between the master and disciple, the thousands of people on the plaza suddenly remembered that the elder of Xuantian Sect had indeed said these words.

It seemed that Wang Xian today had benefited from the light of Xuantian Sect's Town Mountain Divine Sword!

Upon hearing this, Wang Ruowang was still extremely excited. He took out a Nà Jiè and handed it to Tantai Xiaoxue.

He said, "There are more than five thousand Líng Shí in here. Thank you, little girl, for helping me get back the Jingshen Sword!"

Tantai Xiaoxue smiled faintly, "Elder Wang, rest assured... Junior brother, hurry down. The money has been received, you should return the sword of Xuantian Sect!"

These words, when heard by everyone, were truly amusing and made people want to cry.

Yet, no one objected.

After all, Wang Xian could have chosen not to take out the sword. He could have borrowed a sword from an elder of Kunlun Sword Sect.

To be precise, Xuantian Sect had actually benefited.

Like a lotus, Wang Xian finally landed quietly on the Three Zhang High Platform.

Looking at the thousands of people below the high platform, he glanced towards the viewing platform not far away. Wang Xian's mouth corner moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.

He simply waved his hand, inverted the Jingshen Sword, and flung it towards the viewing platform!

At this moment, time seemed to stretch.

At least in the eyes of the elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect, it became incredibly long.

In this instant, it felt like ten years.

Everyone's breathing sound was amplified infinitely, as if the entire world was filled only with the sound of their breaths.

Gazing at the Líng Jiàn slowly flying towards the viewing platform, everyone's eyes became even brighter.

Everyone knew that exchanging five thousand Líng Shí for the Town Mountain Divine Sword, which had been missing for ten years, was an incredible feat.

Tantai Xiaoxue reached out and caught the sword hilt.

Then she exclaimed, "What a fine Jing Shen Sword! Here, you must keep it safe this time, don't let it get stolen again!"

Wang Ruowang extended his trembling hands and received the Líng Jiàn.

He took out a silk scarf, carefully wiped it, and then gently returned it to the sword sheath.

While sheathing the sword, he bowed to Wang Xian on the high platform, saying, "Thank you, Wang Xian!"

Wang Xian waved his hand, saying nothing.

He then said to Tantai Xiaoxue, "Senior Sister, I want to..."

"Wait!"

Just then, a black shadow, like a whirlwind, leaped out from the plaza, heading towards Wang Xian...