Yijing Qiu's face was also full of suspicion.

Such a big move, could it be that Master Xiang is back?!

Boom...!

A bowl of thick lightning fell from the sky and landed above the headquarters of the Anglican League.

The Defense Matrix is activated and shines bright white light.

Immediately afterwards, countless lightning bolts began to fall.

The whole Spiritual Mountain swayed for a while.

Everything on the street, under the waves, rolls to the side of the road.

“What a big position! ”

“How talented would it be if someone were to dodge it! ”

“But is this really a ferry?! ”

Thunder became weaker, and the colorful lightning that split the cloud gradually disappeared.

The shaking of the Spiritual Mountains slowly stopped.

“Come on, let's go to the Anglican League. Isn't that a promotion? ”

“Don't be ridiculous, Master Xiang Alliance just hit the peak of the Rift Sea in a few years, how is it possible now...”

The debate is not over.

Suddenly, seven silver lights flew out of the headquarters of the Holy Alliance and headed straight for the sky.

Psst -!!

Seven clear long swords lined up and cut straight over the cloud.

Boom ——!!

After the loud noise, the thick robbery clouds dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky.

The afternoon sun shines straight down.

On a clear sword lined with seven words.

In time, the bright, colorful light shines, almost blinding the eyes.

There was a dead silence at the foot of Mount Miracle.

Then, after a moment of tranquillity.

“Ahhh, what do I see?! Is that the World Soldier? How can there be such a beautiful sword?! ”

“So it wasn't someone who was on a ferry, but a sword made by the Alliance master touched it! ”

“Oh my God! I think these seven swords are more powerful than the Nine Scarlet Thunder Knife of the Holy Alliance! ”

“Isn't that bullshit? Though the Thunder Knife also triggered the Thunder Robbery, there were only nine Thunders, and they were not colorful at all. Did anybody just count that ray? ”

“Eighty-one... ninety-nine, eighty-one lightning strikes!! Another weapon of war has been created on our island! ”

Everyone's arguments have been passed on to Yi Jinglu.

He stared at the sword shining in the sky, shocked, and felt a little pain in his face.

Just now, he was sure Xiang Yunzhou was dead, and the Holy Alliance could make himself squeeze the circle.

But now?

Instead of dying, Xiang Yunzhou refined these weapons.

“My lord.” The voices of my subordinates suddenly come from my ears, "the sword doesn't have the smell of a monk yet, if we can grab them. ”

Yi Jing's heart jumped and a glimmer of greed appeared in his eyes: "Go and grab those seven swords and leave immediately. ”

Subordinates are ordered to fly.

A dozen people had surrounded the seven swords before the crowd had reacted, and then seven people went up to the previous one to hold one.

Yi Jing was excited in his heart.

The next moment, however, the blood radiates.

Seven men's heads were directly cut off.

Several others were shocked and scared backwards.

Immediately afterwards, a long figure appeared, his hands lifted, and seven swords disappeared into his palm.

Who was that?

Yi Jing Yan suddenly took a step forward and tried to grab it.

The man in the sky suddenly turned his head and looked at him with no emotion in his eyes.

Yi Jing was immediately stiff, such as fallen ice cellars.