Chapter 2143: Heavenly Sword Intent, the posture of the Great Emperor!
Chapter 2143: Heaven-reaching Sword Intent, the Appearance of a Great Emperor!
"The Lord of Zixiao Palace, the myth of martial arts!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone on the scene was thunderous and shocked.
Could it be that...that god-like man was reborn on the shores of the East China Sea today!?
In just a few breaths, Liu Hao had already rushed to Zi Yihou and threw a pill over him.
This is the Jiuhua Jade Dew Pill secreted by Peach Blossom Island, which can speed up the recovery of Qi.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After the battle, Zi Yihou also suffered internal injuries. Naturally, he took the Jiuhua Yulu Pill without any courtesy and swallowed it in one gulp, using his internal energy to start digesting the medicine.
Liu Hao took one step forward, crossed the sea more than twenty feet, and stopped in front of the swordsman in white. He said calmly: "Your swordsmanship is very good. You want to challenge me, but it is not enough."
The swordsman in white, with a face like gold paper, hissed: "You have to try to find out whether you are qualified or not..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the long sword at Liu Hao's waist suddenly being unsheathed.
Roar!!!
A majestic sword cry, like a dragon's roar, suddenly sounded on the sea.
The Emperor's Holy Sword, the Nine-Fifth Emperor, carries the sword intention of Liu Hao and flies into the sky, forming a majestic sword pillar that reaches the sky and the sea!
"this......"
The man in white's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt that the long sword in his palm seemed to be trembling, and it emitted a small clear sound.
"If you kill me with this sword, no one will be spared."
The white-robed swordsman's heart sank.
He was obsessed with martial arts and had a clear sword mind. Just by the momentum of Liu Hao's sword, he could feel the gap between himself and Liu Hao, as if it were the clouds in the sky and the mud on the ground.
All the heroes who were watching on the shore, including long-established swordsmen, felt that the swords beside their waists were whining!
It seems to be the heaven-reaching sword intent emanating from the Holy Sword of the Emperor, the Ninth Five Lords whom I surrender to!
The swordsman in white sighed sadly and said: "Swordsmanship like this should not exist in the world. It is a great pleasure for me to die under this sword."
The swordsman in white who has devoted his life to martial arts, has no emotions, no desires, and no worries. After seeing Liu Hao's sword, he actually let go of the long sword in his hand, looking lonely and lonely.
If facing Zi Yihou, one can fight with all one's strength and win or lose with a 50-50 chance of victory, then when facing Liu Hao, one feels like one is facing the God Emperor descended from heaven.
There is a huge gap between humans and gods, and pure martial arts alone is not enough to compete with them.
Liu Hao rolled up his sleeves and put away the Emperor's Sword. The power of the Tongtian Sword quickly dispersed and submerged into the sea water. A whirlpool immediately appeared on the sea surface.
Only then did everyone's swords gradually calm down.
"If you surrender to me, you may not have no hope of reaching a higher realm in the future. Swordsmanship and spiritual mastery can be more than just that..."
As he spoke, Liu Hao's thoughts moved slightly, and the map of the country and the country began to vibrate. The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and oceans were as clear as day, and the sea of literature was full of waves. It was as if a saint was chanting, which was impressive.
The white-clothed swordsman pondered for a long time, and his iron-firm mind wavered, and he couldn't help but said: "If I can really get a glimpse of the extreme realm of martial arts, I...will surrender!"
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"
Liu Hao's eyes flashed with golden and purple light, and he also threw out a Nine-flower Jade Dew Pill and said: "You go to the ship to heal your wounds first. I will go to the Central Plains and fight against the heroes. I will not let you down."
The man in white slightly arched his hands, then held the long sword in his arms, retreated to the nearby Huanglong battleship, and sat down.
"What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Liu Hao turned sideways to Zi Yihou and asked.
The Emperor's Nine Sword Gods have only just collected Ximen Chuixue, Xie Xuan, and Xiao Qiushui, and they still need to find six more peerless swordsmen. Both the Purple-clothed Marquis and the White-clothed Swordsman are once-in-a-lifetime heroes, a swordsman genius not seen in a century, Liu Hao Naturally, I started to think about recruiting.
The swordsman in white sought the ultimate martial arts realm and successfully surrendered. The marquis in purple swore never to set foot on land for the rest of his life, but Liu Hao was not sure.
Unexpectedly, Zi Yihou did not hesitate much and nodded readily and agreed: "His Majesty the Holy Emperor is a man of sacred literature, divine martial arts, and majesty in this world. I... am willing to ride for His Majesty."
Ding dong!
"Congratulations to the host, you have subdued the swordsman in white. You will receive an additional reward of 10,000 worship points. The current loyalty of the swordsman in white is 95 points!"
"Congratulations to the host, you have subdued the Purple Clothes Hou. You will be rewarded with an additional 10,000 worship points. The current Zi Yi Hou's loyalty is 96 points!"
"Congratulations to the host, the Emperor's Nine Sword Gods have gained two more people, please host to keep up the good work!"
A series of heavenly system prompts suddenly sounded in Liu Hao's ears.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
With Liu Hao's calmness, he couldn't help but say three good fonts in a row, and he felt inexplicably happy!
The two men, the Purple-clothed Marquis and the White-clothed Swordsman, can be said to be one of the best swordsmen in the world. With their extraordinary talents, they may hope to advance to the realm of swordsmanship masters in the future.
The two of them had a battle at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and their understanding of swordsmanship deepened. However, they each suffered quite a few sword wounds, so they boarded the boat without saying much and prepared to sit in seclusion to heal their wounds.
The heroes on the shore who were watching the battle looked extremely shocked.
"The man in white, the marquis in purple...these two peerless swordsmen actually surrendered together!?"
"Is this young man really a god and not a human being?!"
"This man's magnanimity is even better than that of Zi Yihou. He runs across rivers and seas as if he were walking on flat ground. He is truly a dragon among men!"
"I won't see such a person for hundreds of years. I am truly lucky today!"
Just as everyone was discussing, a desolate and murderous horn sound suddenly sounded in their ears.
The heroes watching the battle on the shore couldn't help but look up. They saw the sun shining down on the distant sea level, setting off thousands of waves.
On the sea, thousands of dragon-shaped warships came to break the waves towards the coast of the East China Sea.
The warship is majestic and vicissitudes of life. It looks like a wild and wild dragon in ancient times, and its momentum is particularly majestic.
Countless people looked trembling with shock. This was a shock from the bottom of their hearts.
The Huanglong navy advanced rapidly through the waves, and the sound of horns resounded throughout the world. Soon they arrived at the shore of the East China Sea. Standing at the bow of the ship, Han Shizhong solemnly raised his hand and made a stop gesture. Qian Cheng Huanglong immediately stopped on the river.
"The last general, Han Shizhong, was ordered to defeat the Donghai Navy and came to greet him. Long live the Holy Emperor, and long live your Majesty!"
Han Shizhong, who was wearing a golden helmet, stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of Liu Hao, clasped his fists and said loudly...