Chapter 1257: Sword Drawing and Clawing the Heavenly Technique

"Jiuyang Asks the Sky..."

The momentum that Feng Haoyue burst out soared to an unprecedented level of terror, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the wind and thunder rolled. However, the entire sky above the Tianwang Mountain was in a violent shock and distortion.

Everyone looked at the nine golden suns that appeared in the sky from afar, and everyone in the audience changed drastically.

"This is the unique skill of the Nine Yang Saint. This kid actually obtained the inheritance of the Nine Yang Saint..."

Yan Wuji, the deputy head of Jiuxiao Pavilion, clenched his fists and a deep sense of surprise appeared in his eyes.

On the other side, the eight other strong guests were also shocked.

Everyone is familiar with the name Nine Yang Saint.

For thousands of years, he was also a famous saint realm powerhouse, but later he died in the battle between the saints.

However, everyone could not have expected that today, the unique skills of Jiuyang Wentian would reappear on Feng Haoyue.

"It's really surprising!" Pu Shiqiao, the elder of Lingmei clan, nodded slightly, sighed and nodded, "This boy is really hiding deep enough."

"If this happens, that little guy will have no chance of winning." said Aokong Demon Lord in the Demon Realm.

"Indeed, Nine Yangs Asking the Heaven, Nine Yangs Without Heaven..." The Palace Master Lian Yu of Huantian Sect looked back at the great elder of the Holy Sect not far away, "Elder Fu Shan, have you stopped the competition? If it were me, I wouldn't let such a good seedling die in such a premature position."

The other guests had different expressions. Although this was in the competition for the hegemony of all races, the two people in this peak duel were disciples of the Holy Sect.

Even if Fu Shan broke the rules and stopped the game, everyone would not say much.

However, Fu Shan shook his head, rolled his throat up and down, and gently spit out a few words, "Wait and see..."

Everyone was stunned. Wait a little longer?

What else should I wait for?

Could it be that he still felt that Han Chen could fight Feng Haoyue’s move, Nine Yang Wentian?

...

At this moment, in that scene, the hearts of more than 200,000 powerful geniuses were stirring up all kinds of storms.

"It turned out to be the unique skill of the Nine Yang Saint. I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Feng Haoyue had such a terrifying trump card."

"Han Chen is definitely dead now. Senior Brother Haoyue should have used all his strength long ago."

"Senior Brother Haoyue is Senior Brother Haoyue, and the champion is destined to be his, and he can't even escape."

...

Feng Haoyue's supporters began to restless again.

The skill Jingchen in the Holy Gate team and Qu Bin who had just woken up were all full of viciousness and ruthlessness.

Especially Qi Jingchen, his face was already showing a proud smile, as if he had seen the "pleasant" scene where Han Chen was killed into pieces by the terrifying force next.

And the top geniuses who are also the holy realm, including the Night Cult of Jiuxiao Pavilion, the Mingtong of the Fantasy Heaven Sect, the Pu Wang of the Lingmei Clan, the Qingying of the Tianjue Nu, and the Xiao Ran of the Demon Clan, are now mixed with all the five emotions, and their emotions are particularly complicated.

"Feng Haoyue, how much strength do you hide?" Xiao Ran of the demon clan narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.

As for the snow stream on the top of another peak, the group of people in the Han Alliance, the Huangxing Sea, such as Deep Rain, Chi Ming, Lin Kun, etc., were both shocked and worried.

Everyone was shocked that Han Chen was able to fight Feng Haoyue so fiercely.

I also worry that Hanchen will not be able to defeat Feng Haoyue and will be injured or what will happen if it is.

"Nine Yangs ask about the sky, Nine Yangs have no sky, they will be destroyed!"

“Buzz!”

The vast Wu Yuanli spread out from Feng Haoyue's body, and the nine suns shrouded in the sky above the cold city burst out with the most brilliant and gorgeous divine light.

The tenth sun that wrapped the merger with Feng Haoyue was also shining brightly.

Endless destructive aura filled the top of the sky, and everyone in the audience felt that the sky was about to collapse.

But just as Han Chen was about to be flooded by the dazzling divine light, the sky was spinning, and the terrifying sword intent made the dark clouds in the sky turn rapidly.

Stirring the wind and clouds and shaking the sky.

The white holy light that shot from the nine heavens drew sharply into the sky sword. Circles of thick white cyclones lingered on the sword body, like a starry halo.

"The humiliation of that day is returned now!" Han Chen's eyes emitted a fierce light.

"The technique of drawing the sword and killing the sky..."

The Sky Sword raised his hand and slashed, "swish", and with the trembling space, under the shocking gaze of the nine guests, a dazzling white sword light ran across the sky, dragging out a series of phantoms in the air, and then slashed towards Feng Haoyue in front of him.

"Do not to escape!" Fu Shan, the eldest elder of the Holy Sect, roared fiercely.

Everyone here was shocked. This was the first time Fu Shan had lost his composure.

However, the speed of this sword was extremely fast. It reached Feng Haoyue in an instant, splitting the golden sun shrouded outside him, and then slashed at him without diminishing attack.

What?

Feng Haoyue's pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and he didn't even have time to panic, so he hurriedly avoided the side.

But, it was too late.

"hiss!"
Chapter completed!