Godly Sword System

C207 Some Kind of Barrier Was Blocking the Way to Break Through



C207 Some Kind of Barrier Was Blocking the Way to Break Through

1The Martial Artist looked at the Eight Desolate Disaster Blade in Yang Qi's hand. They couldn't help but feel shocked.    
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Such a blade, they only felt that it wasn't a blade from the mortal world, but a butcher's knife from hell.    

    

This blade seemed to be born to kill.    

    

They felt that as long as they took a glance at it, they wouldn't be able to give birth to any possibility of survival.    

    

When Yang Qi pulled out the Eight Wastelands Disaster Blade, the blade's aura also filled the air.    

    

This kind of aura was really too terrifying!    

    

General Tyrant Blade and the other great sect masters looked at each other in dismay!    

    

They knew that this was the terror of the power level.    

    

Yang Qi raised the Eight Wastelands Disaster Blade in his hand.    

    

All the Martial Artists in the camp opened their eyes wide!    

    

Swoosh!    

    

One slash, cut down!    

    

Instantly, a terrifying saber light that was over eighty meters long swept out.    

    

A violent wind also surged along with it!    

    

Wherever the terrifying saber light of eighty zhang passed, a huge crack appeared on the ground.    

    

Space itself was being torn apart!    

    

This attack was like the end of the world.    

    

The Martial Artists were all wooden sculptures, their mouths agape and tongue-tied.    

    

They knew that if this strike was aimed at them, they would have no chance of survival.    

    

Even General Tyrant Blade and the great masters who knew Yang Qi's strength couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.    

    

Yang Qi's face remained calm. After slashing out with his blade, he looked at General Tyrant Blade .    

    

"Lord Ba Dao, is that enough?"    

    

"Yes, that's enough."    

    

General Tyrant Blade quickly replied.    

    

When Yang Qi heard this, he put the Eight Wastelands Disaster Blade into the sheath on his back.    

    

"Then I'll go back now."    

    

"Okay."    

    

After saying that, Yang Qi walked towards the exit of the Martial Artist Army's camp.    

    

"Deputy Commander Yang Qi is too terrifying."    

    

"That's right. Deputy Commander Yang Qi has already reached such a terrifying extent at such a young age. I really don't dare to imagine it."    

    

"I think Vice Marshal Yang Qi is the strongest genius in this world."    

    

All the Martial Artist looked at Yang Qi's back. They were extremely shocked.    

    

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Imperial Palace.    

    

Yang Qi returned to Imperial Palace.    

    

He headed straight to the main hall.    

    

After arriving at the main hall, Emperor was in the main hall.    

    

"Yang Qi, you're back."    

    

Emperor Hee Ye looked at Yang Qi.    

    

"Yes, Emperor."    

    

Yang Qi answered.    

    

After that, Yang Qi told Emperor about the situation of the Demonic Devil.    

    

Emperor let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"Although the Demonic Devil in Demon Plain in Snow Domain has yet to attack, I estimate that it will be soon."    

    

Yang Qi didn't say anything.    

    

He knew that the number of Demon Plain in Snow Domains in the Demon Plain in Snow Domain was as large as ten million. The number of Demonic Devils in the Demon Plain in Snow Domain was too terrifying.    

    

What he could do now was to try his best to draw his blade before the Demonic Devils attacked the First Line City.    

    

Emperor spoke to him a few more times.    

    

Yang Qi left the main hall and returned to his room. He started to crazily draw his blade.    

    

Super Heaven Grade Drawing out Sword Millions of Times, the fifth stage of drawing a blade still needed 88 million more times.    

    

After completing it, he would be able to obtain a short amount of time to use the power of a True Dragon.    

    

Although he still didn't know how terrifying the power of a True Dragon was.    

    

This time, he drew his saber for half a month.    

    

Number of times he drew his saber: 3000 / 100 million.    

    

However, what he didn't expect was that he actually didn't break through to the Ancestor Realm.    

    

It was as if there was some kind of shackle blocking his path.    

    

"System, why didn't I break through to the Ancestor Realm?"    

    

"Because the Host's cultivation speed is too fast, I can't bear it."    

    

The system's voice appeared in Yang Qi's mind.    

    

"Then when will I be able to break through to the Sovereign realm?"    

    

"When the Host finishes the fifth stage of the Super Sky Rank Cultivation Method Drawing out Sword Millions of Times, Saber Drawing, I will be able to break through to the Sovereign realm."    

    

Yang Qi finally understood.    

    


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