Start making choices with the Magic Sword Chess of Life and Death

Rumble!

A deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth in an instant, as if the sky and the earth were trembling.

The powerful palm power swept out from the golden dragon phantom, and under the shroud of golden light in the sky, it directly destroyed Yang Dingtian's defensive means.

Boom!

The next moment, Yang Dingtian's body shot out in embarrassment, like a broken kite, and the blood spurted out wildly from his mouthwash.

At this time, the originally majestic aura on Yang Dingtian's body was almost instantly sluggish, and the rippling true qi around his body also became disordered, and the whole body looked very weak.

After counting the breaths, Yang Dingtian's body smashed straight to the ground.

Poof!

Yang Dingtian, who fell to the ground, had broken clothes, his cloak was scattered, and he looked at Ren Qianxing, who was standing in place without moving for half a minute, with a pale face, and a look of horror emerged in his eyes.

The power of the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending that Ren Qianxing had exerted almost shattered his courage.

That kind of power, almost absolute suppression!

Even if he used the power of his whole body to exhaust the internal force of the dantian, all the true qi internal force in Wang Yangzhong would not be able to resist Ren Qianxing's eighteen palms of dragon descending.

He was frightened, and what he was afraid of was not the legendary peerless martial arts of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descent.

Although the eighteen palms of the dragon are peerless, it also depends on the realm and strength of the person who casts it, if it is not as ordinary as the person who is not as good as the Yang Dingtian to cast the eighteen palms of the dragon, Yang Dingtian is not afraid at all.

Although Ren Qianxing's cultivation skills and Sister Jingjing were not as good as him, the eighteen palms of dragon descent he displayed were extremely terrifying, making his heart tremble.

Yang Dingtian, what he is afraid of is Ren Qianxing's strength, but Ren Qianxing's means!

Hiss!

Around the Guangming Peak, the countless people who were paying attention to this battle also quietly took a breath of cool air at this time, and their eyes revealed disbelief.

The elders of the Ming Sect who were fighting with the masters of the Supreme Alliance and Song Yuanqiao also stopped their movements at this moment, their eyes were dull, and they looked at Yang Dingtian who fell to the ground with a pale face.

For a while, it seemed that he had not recovered from this result.

Yang Dingtian, who has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades and has dominated the Ming Dynasty for ten years, is even more powerful than Ren Qianxing in the realm of skill cultivation, and he actually lost!

These Ming Sect elders twisted their necks a little stiffly, facing each other, and then they all fell silent.

Even Yang Dingtian, the strongest member of the Ming Sect, was defeated, and it was impossible for them to be Ren Qianxing's opponent.

Then a touch of sadness appeared on these Mingjiao elders, and the ending of the Kongtong faction and the Huashan faction sounded in their minds.

Could it be that today's Mingjiao is going to end like that?

On the top of the light, several masters of the Supreme League, such as Bai Yu'er and Lian Chixue, also came back to their senses the moment they saw Yang Dingtian's body flying upside down, and there was surprise in their eyes immediately.

And all the disciples of Wudang have a worship of Ren Qianxing in their eyes!

Ren Qianxing is younger than them, but Ren Qianxing's strength surpasses countless top masters in the rivers and lakes, and even the top masters!

"Ren Qianxing, I didn't expect your strength to be so powerful!"

"The old man loses and is convinced!"

Looking at Ren Qianxing, who was slowly walking towards him, Yang Dingtian sighed helplessly, and said a little weakly.

"In that case, what is the price you have paid for Mingjiao?"

Hearing Yang Dingtian's words, Ren Qianxing took one hand behind him, looked at Yang Dingtian who was slowly getting up with a calm expression, and said lightly.

"The price?"

Hearing this, Yang Dingtian's face turned slightly cold, and he frowned.

"When you sent the Blue Winged Bat King to assassinate me, did you think about it today?"

"Since you are defeated, then your Mingjiao will have to pay the price for what happened at the beginning, otherwise the extermination of Shitai, including the two factions of Kongtong and Huashan, will be a lesson for your Mingjiao!"

Looking at Yang Dingtian, Ren Qianxing said lightly.

"Ren Qianxing, don't deceive people too much!"

Before Yang Dingtian could speak, another Ming Sect elder behind him suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

"Noise!"

As soon as the elder's words fell, Ren Qianxing's face turned pale, and the Lingshuang Sword in his hand, which was already in the sheath, was unsheathed again.

With Ren Qianxing's casual slash, a sharp sword qi burst out of the air, piercing the void, and with a snort, it cut the body of the Ming Sect elder who opened his mouth in half, and blood slowly flowed out from the broken body.

Seeing this scene, all the people of the Ming Sect around him, whether they were disciples or elders, were all in a cold sweat, and their bodies were trembling, and they didn't dare to look directly at Ren Qianxing's gaze.

And the people of the five major factions around him were even more physically for a while, and there was a deep fear in their hearts.

"Yang Dingtian, can you think about it?"

"The life and death of Mingjiao is in your thoughts. "

Retracting the Lingshuang Sword, Ren Qianxing didn't pay attention to the others, his eyes were still looking at Yang Dingtian, and he said lightly.

Yang Dingtian glanced at the corpse of the elder behind him, and then looked at Ren Qianxing, his face full of helplessness and sadness.

"Ren Qianxing, I am willing to lead the entire Ming Sect to submit to you and the Supreme Alliance, I don't know if you are satisfied with this price?"

After pondering for a while, Yang Dingtian said to Ren Qianxing.

"Ding! The god-level selection system is activated, please make a choice as soon as possible. "

As soon as Yang Dingtian's words fell, a cold system prompt sounded in Ren Qianxing's mind. _

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