Chapter 822: One Sword Breaks All Laws, the True Will of God

The golden stick flew across the sky, emitting a terrifying aura. It smashed down in the air with anger, carrying the natural power of the Tongtian Ape King. The golden light flashed, as if it was going to smash the space and turn it into nothingness.

"Come on! Let me see what the Tongtian Ape King, who is said to be on par with the Lion King, is capable of!" The divine ring behind Pei Xuanjing turned, and thunder roared, like the Nine Heavens God King. He took a step forward, crushed the void, and the six-colored magic sword in his hand cut through the sky, speaking loudly.

The immortals held the way for the heavens, and every move was accompanied by the will of heaven. Pei Xuanjing slashed with a sword as if he was upholding the will of heaven and earth, and the six-colored magic sword met the golden stick.

Bang bang bang bang

The continuous sound of collisions was transmitted in the void. The two were testing at the beginning. The shadow of the stick collided with the sword light, but no one took advantage at this moment.

The world changed, the shadow of the stick seemed to be overwhelming, the golden stick in the hands of the Tongtian Ape King was swung countless times, causing the void to explode, and the tyrannical and wild killing atmosphere filled the sky. This extremely powerful demon king in the demon clan, who once competed with the Lion King as the emperor of the demon clan, finally revealed his terror completely, and his unparalleled fighting spirit soared into the sky.

The golden stick's divine light turned, his eyes were like light, the armor on his body shone in all directions, the cloak swept in all directions, and the golden stick in his hand swept across the sky, swallowing the mountains and rivers.

"Not bad, not bad, it's worthy of being a demon king who can compete with the Lion King, and it really makes me happy." Pei Xuanjing faced such a terrifying Tongtian Ape King without any sign of being at a disadvantage.

Facing this terrible demon king, Pei Xuanjing's six-color magic sword in his hand was superb, and various sword moves were performed. Countless sword lights filled the sky, as if the whole world was wrapped in sword lights.

Pei Xuanjing was fighting and practicing swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship he had developed by accommodating various martial arts skills had only been deduced to the ninth sword, which was the realm of the ninth-level strongest person in the spiritual realm.

Even though he had deduced the swordsmanship of the immortal realm in the process of developing the kingdom of God and transforming his divine body in these years, it still needed to be polished and needed real fighting.

You can't create any skills by working in isolation. Any skills need to be constantly polished with the foundation behind them, especially the way of killing such as swordsmanship, which naturally needs to be polished and needs to fight.

At this moment, Pei Xuanjing was practicing swordsmanship through fighting. He was honing his swordsmanship and trying to use this fight to completely complete the prototype of his swordsmanship.

With long steps under his feet, the six-colored magic sword in his hand flickered in and out, and Pei Xuanjing's eyes flashed with inexplicable meaning. Every sword strike was enough to shatter the void, sway the stars, and shake the mountains and rivers. His expression was full of joy and excitement, but of course there was no ease at all.

It can be said that since the hard work of suppressing the Taixu Venerable, even if he experienced the projection simulation of his life, Pei Xuanjing never encountered such an evenly matched opponent again in the following time.

Although there were three powerful demon kings to attack the calamity that blocked his promotion to the True Immortal, for Pei Xuanjing, who had already been promoted to the True Immortal, the opponent was not worth mentioning at all.

As for attacking the Lion King and preventing the other party from transforming, it was just his own all-out attack, lacking the polish of fighting each other.

And the fight with the Tongtian Ape King at this moment made Pei Xuanjing feel a long-lost feeling, which aroused his belligerence in his heart.

Sharp sword lights were everywhere, connecting the real and the fake. These sword lights filled the surroundings. The eyes of the Tongtian Ape King were wide open, his body was flexible, his magic power was flowing, and the powerful magic power was infused into the golden stick, urging the terrifying divine power, sweeping out in all directions without hesitation, dissolving Pei Xuanjing's sword light.

As a demon king who has lived for thousands of years, his fighting method has reached the pinnacle. It can be said that although these demon kings who are good at fighting methods have never taken the martial arts, they are all top-notch in fighting methods, and the Tongtian Ape King is the best among them.

However, facing Pei Xuanjing at this moment, he felt that the identities of the two seemed to be reversed. The strength of this Shenxiao Zhenjun was not only in the Taoist magic power he mastered, but also in the fighting method that was not inferior to the demon clan. It seemed that his swordsmanship at the pinnacle was definitely not like he had only lived for less than four hundred years.

"Shenxiao Zhenjun is really powerful. It seems that I have to do my best." Tongtian Ape King roared to the sky, completely angry, and completely transformed into his original body.

His eyes flashed with angry flames, the divine light under his feet changed, his body was agile and swift, and the hair all over his body burst out, and then these hairs gathered together to form countless Tongtian Ape Kings again.

However, in the blink of an eye, thousands of Tongtian Ape Kings appeared. Each incarnation of Tongtian Ape King held a golden stick and wore golden armor. The fighting spirit of Chongxiao dominated the world and smashed towards Pei Xuanjing.

This is the innate magical power of Tongtian Ape King, and it is also his trump card to dominate the world. Legend has it that if this innate magical power is cultivated to the extreme, it can even treat all these incarnations as real bodies. As long as one incarnation is not destroyed, it will never be killed.

At this moment, he is invincible and sweeps across the world.

"The method of incarnation is very good." Pei Xuanjing was not afraid of the other party's incarnations, and his eyes were shining.

Not to mention that Pei Xuanjing originally had a method of incarnation, although not as many as the incarnations of the Tongtian Ape King, but as a true immortal of the way of immortals, his incarnations are endless.

Of course, Pei Xuanjing would not need to use this move at this moment, because after all, he had just been promoted to a true immortal, and the number of incarnations he could differentiate was limited. Moreover, he was already an incarnation, and the power of the differentiated incarnation was now dispersed, which was meaningless.

Therefore, he chose another way to break the situation, breaking all laws with one move.

Shenxiao Tianyi, this sword was used again by Pei Xuanjing!

If the Shenxiao Tianyi was just a powerful move that Pei Xuanjing deduced to a strong man in the spiritual realm, then now Pei Xuanjing has been promoted to a true immortal, and is still the most favored immortal of the immortal way of heaven and earth, the power of this move of Shenxiao Tianyi is even more terrifying!

Countless sword lights disappeared, or condensed into one in an instant. The moment Pei Xuanjing raised his hand, the will of heaven and earth, as bright as the sun, descended and instantly locked the Tongtian Ape King.

The four seasons rotate, the cycle is uncertain, and it is endless, as if there is no beginning or end, and it is an endless cycle forever.

Pei Xuanjing stood there, his body moved with the sword, and the sword moved with his heart. At this moment, he was filled with the infinite will of heaven and earth, just like the Nine Heavens God King judging the common people.

With one sword strike, the divine power was like a prison, judging the common people.