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C1728 I Cut Him with My Sword

Rumble...

Several powerful auras that caused the void to tremble suddenly enveloped Zhan Tianming's body, as if several huge mountains were pressing down on him.

That majestic aura was able to suppress one's soul!

"Humph!" Zhan Tianming coldly snorted, "This is just a test of one's state of mind. Do you really think I am an ordinary person?"

Currently, Zhan Tianming's mental state had undergone several changes. It was impossible for him to be trapped by such emotions.

He clearly knew that it was fake. Could it be that he was unwilling to take action just because it looked real?

That was merely a disturbance caused by a mediocre person who could not pass the mental state.

"Since you want to play, then I'll play it for you to see."

Zhan Tianming raised his right hand.

Bake, bake, bake...

Baked...

The golden Ancient Ancestral Flame rose into the air. Terrifying heat instantly filled the void, causing the surrounding void to distort.

"Burn for me!"

Hu...

Zhan Tianming waved his right hand and Ancient Ancestral Flame drew out a crescent moon and flew in all directions.

The powerful flames burned everything into nothingness wherever it passed.

As Zhan Tianming's strength increased, the power that Ancient Ancestral Flame displayed became more and more terrifying.

Although he had never tried it before, Zhan Tianming believed that even if a sun was placed in front of him, he was afraid that Ancient Ancestral Flame's sword would slash the sun into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the entire spatial zone was filled with a sea of fire.

Facing the few experts who came after him, Zhan Tianming did not hesitate at all and struck out with his right palm.

"Supreme Dragon God Palm!"

"Roar, roar, roar..."

Under the roar of the ten thousand dragons, the images of dragons flew in all directions.

Rumble...

"This is... Supreme Dragon God Palm?"

"He... he is the ancestor!"

"Ancestor, what is going on? Did Zhan Jingyun anger you? Why did you kill our Zhan Family? "

A few white-haired elders revealed puzzled expressions.

Zhan Tianming, on the other hand, didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

"Inheritance, one sword strike!"

Swoosh!

With a casual slash, the sword light split open the sky and swept across, directly cutting two of them in half.

"Damn it! He's definitely not the ancestor, absolutely not!" An old man roared out in anger.

"Let's go!" The other old man was also furious.

The remaining experts of Zhan rushed towards Zhan Tianming.

"Hmph! I will cut down all falsehoods with my sword!"

"Inheritance Sword!"

Swoosh!

Another shocking sword light swept across the sky, as if it had cut this small world in half.

"Again!"

Swish!

"Fourth slash!"

Swish...

Zhan Tianming continuously swung the Inheritance Sword. Each of his sword beams was sharp and domineering, and they were extraordinary.

In the blink of an eye, the entire small world was slashed by the ___, and the golden Ancient Ancestral Flame kept burning everything.

A figure slowly appeared in the sea of fire.

It was a lady with long red wavy hair. The lady was wearing a red dress with a Fire Phoenix pattern embroidered on it. Her lower hem was gently dragged to the ground.

She had a slender waist and willow limbs, and a white wrist veil.

A red Fire Phoenix hairpin was inserted diagonally into her hair bun, and a small golden flower decorated the side. Her eyes were like spring water, and she looked forward with clear waves. She had a beautiful face, and her pink cheeks had two strands of hair that were like smoke gently brushing against her face.

Looking at it, it moved one's heart and soul.

Wasn't this figure Feng Wushuang?

"Tianming, you... How can you do such a thing? They... they are the descendants of the Zhan Family!"

Feng Wushuang revealed a look of disbelief as she stared at Zhan Tianming.

The head could not help but slightly shake.

"Wuwuwu..."

The sound of a child crying could be heard from not far away.

Not far away from Feng Wushuang, a little girl of seven or eight years old sat beside a dead woman. She wiped her eyes with both hands and cried very sadly.

"Mother, wake up quickly. Mother... Wuwuwu... "

"Is there still one who isn't dead?" Zhan Tianming murmured.

As he spoke, he raised his sword finger and pointed it at the little girl.

Swoosh!

A streak of sword qi shot out.

But at this moment, Feng Wushuang's figure flashed and directly blocked in front of the little girl.

Puchi!

The sword qi pierced through Feng Wushuang's shoulder.

Fresh blood splattered out.

"Dawn!" Feng Wushuang looked very disappointed. She stared at Zhan Tianming and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Why did you become like this? Are you crazy?"

"It is fake. It will never be real." Zhan Tianming said slowly, "Although all of this looks wonderful, I don't want to spend the rest of my life in this illusory world. I want to go back to reality and find the real thing. "

"What is real? Don't tell me you don't even believe me? Do you think I'm fake too? " Feng Wushuang shouted.

The disappointment in her eyes became even stronger.

"Wushuang, I am very happy to be able to see you in this illusion, but I hope to see you in reality. So..."

Zhan Tianming paused for a moment and did not say anything else.

All he did was slowly raise the sword finger in his right hand again.

"Slash!"

Swish!

The Inheritance Sword slashed out once again.

Feng Wushuang spread her arms and blocked the little girl with her eyes closed.

Puchi!

The sword light swept across and cut Feng Wushuang and the little girl in half. After that, it was swallowed by the raging Ancient Ancestral Flame.

At this time, dozens of rays of light flew over from the horizon.

"This... What's going on?"

"Heavens... Dawn?"

"No, Tianming wouldn't do such a thing. He definitely wouldn't do it."

..." "

The dozens of figures were all people Zhan Tianming knew.

Zongzheng Wanyou, Lin Miaoyan, Fu Shiyao, Long Shan and Ye Wuxie were there. Liu Yu, Mu Qianxi, Liu Qingcheng, Long Xiaoyao and Wei Jiang were all there.

Every one of them looked at Zhan Tianming in disbelief.

"Tianming, what are you talking about? What is going on?" Liu Yu shouted loudly.

He had grown up with Zhan Tianming, and he was also the person who didn't want to believe this scene the most.1

"Dogegg, long time no see. I never thought that I would be able to see you in this illusion." There was no emotion in Zhan Tianming's eyes.

"What illusion? Did you fall into someone else's illusion?" Liu Yu shouted.

The corner of Zhan Tianming's mouth curled up.

"All of this makes me really want to stay here. Unfortunately, I am me. All lies and falsehoods are not what I want."

Clang!

The sword finger in his right hand straightened, and a sword hum sounded without a sword.

Thousands of sword Qis suddenly rose with Zhan Tianming as the center, as if they had turned into a pillar of sword Qi that shot into the sky.

"This sword attack, watch as I slash open this illusion that is trying to confuse me."

Zhan Tianming's eyes turned into two mini swords in that instant. Then, he swung his sword finger.

"Inheritance, one sword strike!"

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