Cheng Zhiyuan walked indifferently, holding the Mu Tianzi Sword. At this time, the mountain sword had become the carrier of the slaughter. Xu Wugui received another sword, and at this time, the memory that seemed to be covered in dust gradually began to recall.

"The aura of this sword...is it the five soldiers of the emperor!"

Xu Wugui stopped his pace, but he couldn't be happy at all.

The darkness and bright light are reversed. The ones standing under the dark sky are exactly what was strangled in the light before.

The young swordsman's consciousness did not know where he was wandering, and he still couldn't understand what was manipulating his body.

But the other party came alive and used the sword of rituals and music that had not appeared for thousands of years. The power of the emperor's five soldiers was displayed in front of the world. Of course, except for the Grand Secretary, Xu Wugui did not notice any other life.

people.

It's really a lonely spectator, a lonely fight.

It really goes with what I said before. If you either don’t make plans, you will be able to stop until death!

"But I never expected things to turn out like this!"

Xu Wugui didn't react in his eyes. His shoulder was cut off by the Mu Tianzi sword, and his broad long sword swept across, almost cutting off his head!

"boom!"

The sword swept away, and the dust and wind and rain were enough to destroy the mountain. So the hills and giant trees in all directions turned into powder, aiming at Xu Wugui's position. Behind him, there was a 50-meter-long and wide as if it were as long as it was.

The large fan-shaped sword mark appeared out of nowhere!

Everything in this range, except Xu Wugui who avoided the killing, was cut into nothingness!

"Xu Wugui."

The eye on Cheng Zhiyuan's back opened. Lei Shu's one-eye was clearly drawn, something like a tattoo, but at this time it seemed like an ink painting came alive, constantly aiming left and right in the restricted eye sockets.

Although it cannot break through simple clothes, how can all the movements and stillness in this world be hidden from this god in the past?

"Xu Wugui!"

It is like a murmur that calls on the past fellow disciples, like an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, or like a ghost and god who lives in the underworld and returns to the world to take revenge!

But no matter what, it is not like an immortal descending from the nine heavens!

The sky bell is accompanied by thunder, and the sky drum is accompanied by the sound of war between mountains and rivers!

It is harsh and unruly, but it can inspire the most terrifying scene in people's heart!

It was like millions of cruel weapons were slashing some kind of flesh and blood, and luck was eaten by hyenas like a rotten corpse. Xu Wugui's luck was cut off, and after being hit by the Mu Tianzi sword twice, he felt that he was

The spirit and spirit seemed to be about to explode completely!

The power of rituals and music is breaking down his body and trying to crush his spirit!

"Even though the heavenly rituals have declined to this point, is there still such vast power? I have never witnessed the battle between Ji Xiansheng and King Huan of Zhou, but I think that the ritual and music conquest at that time must be far beyond what I saw at this time.

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Xu Wugui thought silently, and in the face of the "sword talker"'s cry, he responded and attached great importance to it.

"I am here."

Xu Wugui spoke like this and continued to ask: "Who are you? You are not the sword man you mentioned before."

"The power to bring him back to life, is that yellow snake, the token of the emperor?...The sound of rituals and music, coupled with the aura of the emperor's five soldiers... He is just a straw dog, how can he

Get gifts from the emperor?”

"The point is not who he is, but who you are."

Xu Wugui stood still, and the ancient and powerful aura burst out. He took action immediately without waiting for the other party to respond. This time he used all his strength!

But he still has his own plans!

"Xu Wugui!"

Cheng Zhiyuan did not respond to him. The Mu Tianzi Sword in his hand was slashed forward with speed and power that the other party could not see!

There is no order, no swordsmanship, no reason!

But it carries a huge murderous intent that is beyond the reach of all sentient beings in the world!

Even the immortals have straight hairs on their bodies at this time, the light in their eyes suddenly goes out, and the heart stops beating at this time, and the wind and rain no longer go with the flow!

At this moment, everything is silent!

Collapse, fall, extinction, and obscurity.

Xu Wugui left in panic, and he was not calm. From the beginning, he had no intention of confronting the other party head-on.

He took action with all his might, but it was not said whether he was attacking Cheng Zhiyuan with all his might or escaping with all his might!

He could not see hope or despair in those eyes. Xu Wugui seemed to have realized something under the previous sword, as if he had achieved great enlightenment, and had realized the true mystery of the change of life and death!

He witnessed those eyes and the truth that appeared in it. He was willing to respect the master of those eyes as his master, but it was not that he would kowtow to the boy who said sword!

Who is the sword man in front of you?

That kind of indifference is the true meaning of "the unkindness of heaven and earth"!

What is a straw dog, what is a mustard, what is an ant, what is dust, what is wind and rain?!

What is an immortal!

The eyes of the true immortal, perhaps like that, staring at everything in the world, whether joy or anger, but they are all the same, not changed by appearance, that kind of anger is breathing, which can be as high as the sky, that kind of joy

It is the sword that can shine through the vastness of the four rivers. It is not the joy and anger of ordinary people, but the true wrath of heaven and earth!

Immortals are moving away forever! The essence of the truth of the True Lord of Nanhua is to truly achieve the freedom of "prime life for me" and "achieve life for myself"!

Zhenjun Nanhua's eyes are extremely cold, but his heart is the hottest.

The eyes are cold, so the right and wrong are ignored, and the heart is hot, so the feeling is full of emotion.

Even though you know it is useless, but you cannot forget your feelings, it is because you are so warm.

Even though you cannot forget your feelings, you will never take action. In the end, you will see through it coldly.

Xu Wugui believed that the eyes he saw at this time must be the eyes of Zhenjun Nanhua!

He was shocked, he was horrified, he was afraid, he cried, he was sad, and finally escaped in a panic!

He was yelling and praying!

"Did you give me a warning with the help of his body?"

"Did you use the emperor's weapons to tell me the true meaning of life and death?"

"Did you know that if you don't really understand the barriers of life and death, you will not be able to understand the true "life and death"?"

"But that is the authority of the 'theory of the equitable things'! Life is not as happy as death, but hard as hard as death! Life is like a dream, how much happiness is it?"

"Why can't you see my piety, but instead come to this traitor who respects the rituals of heaven and disobeys nature?"

Xu Wugui's figure left Zeguo along the wind and rain in a very short time. He came to a hill and gasped violently. The fairy aura on his body was undulating violently, as if it was about to dissipate soon, with a quilt inside.

The spirit that fell down was extremely weak.

Then a sword light suddenly came from behind!

The big river cave opened, Xu Wugui folded his hands together!

The magnificent immortal method is raised in a world and ascends!

The golden river is half-shaped in autumn, and the clouds are filled with sorrow.

The Yellow River is vast and welcoming the sky, rising towards the "Sword Emperor"!

But the dragon and snake flipped over and the rain rolled back, and the world changed.

The sword fell straight!

Sword Emperor.

Xu Wugui believes that this title is very appropriate.

It is said that the sword man is a little devil, but at this time, this "conscious person" with the eyes of the True Lord of Nanhua, his swordsmanship is enough to be respected as the emperor.

The Yellow River collapsed, and the turbid waves turned into the roar of a tiger dragon. Xu Wugui floated in the mud and water in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, finally saving half of his life.

He grinned and covered his chest. His heart was red and his white scorching smoke was emitting in pain. Blood kept pouring out of it, soaking his robes.

But when he looked back, he could no longer see the upstream of the Yellow River. The towering mountains blocked all those who dared to peek. The terrible sword was like turning the tide in danger and supporting the building at the fortress, and he had to smile.

Smiling, finally crying and sad:

"I can only see the flying clouds of the Heavenly Prison Sword above the Yellow River! Who can see the Nine Provinces Immortals dare to say something lightly!"
Chapter completed!