A cold light pierced Wan Cangxing's chest, and the severe pain made him almost tremble. Sweat poured down his pale face, and big beads of sweat rolled down drop by drop.
"What? Is this the end?"
Qingyao held the Sword Emperor in his hand and glanced at the world of proud people not far away, which had been broken into several sections. There had been many heroes who had shed blood for it and had lived and died for it. Now in his hands, it is just a piece of broken copper.
Rotten iron, vulnerable!
"Devil, kill me if you dare!"
Wan Cangxing gritted his teeth and roared hysterically, humiliation, with such strength but not killing himself, this is a naked humiliation!
"Hahaha, kill you? Are you worthy?"
Qing Yao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, her figure suddenly flashed, and she was already floating more than ten battles away. With a slash of her sword, the five people in the Kunlun Palace screamed and turned into a rain of blood.
"Qingyao!"
A thundering roar resounded throughout the countryside, Wan Cangxing's teeth were cracked, his body was squirming desperately, large mouthfuls of blood kept pouring out, and his eyes were all red.
"Chu Zhenxiong! Wan Xilan! Have you seen it! Hahaha..."
Amidst the wild laughter, black silk threads fluttered, and wherever the Sword King came, he was invincible.
"The storm is calm, the mind is calm, the enemy is settled with one sword, and Kunlun is at peace!"
Just when Qingyao looked up to the sky and laughed, a shout from the distant sky was like a thunderbolt from the blue, shocking the soul. Wherever the blue shadow came, all the red clouds in the sky disappeared.
"Well? Kunlun Sword Master Guo Zique."
Qingyao frowned, this Guo Zique was not comparable to Wan Cangxing. When he was a child, he was already famous throughout Pangu Continent.
"Cangxing, how do you feel?"
Guo Zique ignored Qing Yao who was opposite him. He came to Wan Cangxing's side, took out a pill from his arms and gave it to him to take, and asked with concern.
"Master...disciple...disciple..."
Wan Cangxing's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he was choked with sobs and did not say a word.
"Hey, stop talking."
Why didn't Guo Zique know that his disciple had a strong temper? In addition, the person in front of him was his biggest enemy. It was good that Wan Cangxing didn't have his soul collapsed at this moment.
"Send your senior brothers back to Kunlun Hall quickly."
Guo Zique waved his hand, and two blue figures behind him fell from the air, picked up the seriously injured Wan Cangxing and sped away.
"Qingyao, you are actually still alive."
Guo Zique's eyes turned cold and he soared into the sky. The powerful momentum actually made Qingyao take a few steps back.
"Hahaha, old man, today I will let you become the first stepping stone for my Qingyao's return, so that all living beings in Pangu Continent will know the power of my Qingyao!"
Qingyao looked as if she was crazy. The faint worry in her eyebrows just now was swept away, replaced by a mass of killing madness and bloodthirsty.
"Holy light defeats Tiangang!"
Guo Zique's figure disappeared in a flash. The wind and clouds gathered around him, bright light burst out from all directions, the heaven and earth shook, like an eternal divine power, and a huge multicolored light ball like a comet meteorite came to Qingyao's eyes in the blink of an eye.
"The Sword Emperor is angry!"
With a loud shout, Qing Yao flipped the sword emperor in his hand, and suddenly purple light shot into the sky, and thousands of sword shadows shot out, and the vast sword power was about to tear the sky apart.
"I didn't expect that the Sword Emperor back then would still be so powerful."
After the shocking explosion, all things perished. Guo Zique stood in mid-air and said calmly.
Even a strong man like him can't help but feel moved in his heart. Maoshan Sword Emperor is worthy of being the leader of Pangu's magic weapons.
With a crisp sound of "Zheng", a dark black iron heavy sword fell from the sky. Guo Zique waved his palm lightly, and thousands of streams of light scattered in all directions. The dark iron heavy sword in his palm trembled slightly, erupting with peerless battle power.
"It is rumored that there is a ten thousand kilogram divine sword in Kunlun Palace. The sword weighs ten thousand kilograms and is made of the mysterious stone from outside the sky. I wonder if it is this sword."
Qing Yao's heart skipped a beat inexplicably. Such a fierce murderous aura and such an overwhelming aura must be a truly peerless sword.
"Yes, this sword weighs ten thousand pounds. It has been with me for nearly eight hundred years, helping me to eliminate demons and demons, and uphold the righteous path of the world. Being able to die under ten thousand pounds is considered your blessing."
The swordsman Guo Zique has long retreated behind the scenes in Kunlun. He originally wanted to cultivate his moral character and get rid of the hostility in his body, but now he has no choice but to fight to eliminate demons in the world and kill for the common people.
"Death? This is a distant word, but you can touch it."
Qing Yao smiled seductively. She held the sword in her hand, and there were afterimages one after another. The shadows of the sword filled the sky. Guo Zique sneered slightly and swung out ten thousand catties. The wind roared, and the sword swept across the world, majestic as it was.
The sound of "rumbling" is endless, the heaven and earth tremble, the shadows of people and swords gather between the sky and the earth, and thousands of moves have already passed between the flowing light and the scattered light.
"Ten thousand pounds of sacrifice to Cangyu!"
Guo Zique's eyes were slightly cold. Three hundred years ago, Qing Yao slaughtered thousands of living creatures, and finally died together with Chu Zhenxiong, the Ciguang of Shu Tower. Now that he has returned with strength, his cultivation is even better than before. He can't help but feel the murderous intention in his heart, and suddenly activates the energy in his body.
Powerful, extremely powerful moves come out instantly.
A huge sword shadow shot straight into the sky, and in an instant thousands of sword lights fell down one after another, with a majestic momentum, like the arrival of the god of death, or the arrival of heavenly generals, unstoppable and unrivaled.
"ah!"
Qingyao let out a scream, and her body fell rapidly under the extreme move. Sword shadows passed through her body rapidly, dark green blood spurted out from her chest, and a "boom" sound was left on the ground.
Huge pothole.
High in the sky, Guo Zique stood with his sword in hand, frowning as he looked at the dark green blood. Could it be that Qingyao is no longer human? This question suddenly made him feel very funny, but he didn't feel funny at all, as if he himself
Unwillingness to admit a dire consequence.
"Back then, Zhenxiong and you died together. We once went to Cangyou Death Kingdom and searched for Zhenxiong's soul but found nothing. Unexpectedly, your soul survived intact and became a member of Cangyou Death Kingdom.
"
Guo Zique looked up to the sky and sighed, is it really true that good people don’t live long and bad people live for thousands of years?
"Hahaha, yes, Chu Zhenxiong originally wanted me to be completely destroyed, but I refused to let him do it. I, a prodigy of the Qingyao generation, can't compare to a young disciple of the Qionghua sect, and I am not willing to accept it!"
Qingyao stood up unsteadily, letting the blood from the corner of her mouth continue to flow out, her eyes were full of flames of hatred, but no one knew what her hatred was, and she was afraid that Chu Zhenxiong would die before he died.
I don’t know.
"Unrepentant!"
Guo Zique shouted in a deep voice, and Wanjin came out of his hand. The force of Wanjin was like a dragon soaring through the sky, traveling around the world, carrying the devastating sword, cutting through the surrounding air currents and slashing away.
With a crisp sound of "dang", the 10,000 jin that was speeding away was actually bounced back. Guo Zique waved his hand to catch the rebounded 10,000 jin, and his heart jumped suddenly.
His brows were furrowed, and then an evil and vast aura rolled in like a huge wave. Suddenly, a towering mountain pressed down on him, and everyone in the sky shuddered down and was about to collapse.