The legends and stories of swordsmen are unknown to the world, but those ancient existences are relatively clear.
"Is he really the guy from four million years ago? This is a real pervert!"
"It is said that Emperor Xuanqing almost fell into trouble back then."
"No one whose will can be imprinted by the laws of time is an ordinary person. There are great emperors in every era, but there are not many perverts."
Most emperors are not qualified to be valued by the law of time, and naturally they cannot appear on the Yuchu Heavenly Road.
Whether mortals killed emperors happened in more ancient times, the existence of this group of forbidden areas is unknown. In their understanding, the swordsman can be regarded as the most evil person in the past tens of millions of years, and he almost succeeded in killing the emperor.
Already.
If Emperor Xuanqing were just a little weaker, history would be rewritten.
Yuchu Mountain, above the boundary of Tianlu.
The swordsman slowly turned around, revealing his true appearance.
Curved eyebrows, plump cheeks, sharp edges and corners.
He has dark yellow skin, a pair of indifferent black eyes, and his messy long hair is coiled on top of his head and tied with a straw rope. A few shorter strands of hair flutter from time to time, adding a sense of elegance to it.
.
"Zhuo Beilin."
Xu Changge recognized the swordsman in front of him, his eyes serious.
The ultimate swordsman from four million years ago was as good as the emperor in a mortal body. With only one step left, Zhuo Beilin could break the rules of the order of heaven and earth and ascend to the throne.
Since ancient times, Heaven has been jealous of heroes.
At the last moment, Zhuo Beilin died of regret because his life span was exhausted and he had no strength to fight.
"This is..." Zhuo Beilin glanced around, and many broken memories appeared in his mind. The moment he lost consciousness, the memory stayed in the dilapidated hut, and he sat down with his eyes closed.
It took Zhuo Beilin a short time to understand his situation and suddenly realized: "The law of time has left a trace of me, a moment of youth."
At this time, Zhuo Beilin only had the cultivation level of the early stage of breaking the delusion realm, which was the same as that of Xu Changge.
Since there is a time and space barrier, Xu Changge's opponents are monsters that are rare to see in a million years. Only with the same cultivation level can it be considered a fair fight.
Zhuo Beilin could not see the scenery outside the barrier. He only had Xu Changge as his opponent in his eyes. Although he knew that this will was created by the law of time, he wanted to get rid of the power of the law.
However, no matter how Zhuo Beilin struggled, it was useless. His soul had long since dissipated, and his will struggled for a while, and was instantly controlled by the law of time.
Suddenly, Zhuo Beilin felt a strong desire to fight against Xu Changge. The rusty long knife hanging on his waist trembled a few times and made a slight roar.
"Draw the sword!"
Xu Changge would not underestimate Zhuo Beilin, he concentrated on it and held the sword embryo tightly.
Four million years ago, Xu Changge happened to be in a deep sleep state. It was a pity that he could not meet such a top swordsman. In Xu Changge's view, Zhuo Beilin could be regarded as the peak swordsman. The existence that trapped him was
It’s not the many difficulties on the path of the sword, but this world.
With a "clang" sound from the sword, Zhuo Beilin pulled out the long sword from his waist.
This knife is stained with rust, looks very fragile, and will break when touched.
This will is the trace of Zhuo Beilin's first entry into the Realm of Delirium. The sword has not yet turned into a magical weapon. At the beginning, Zhuo Beilin randomly picked out a rusty knife from a pile of scrap metal and carried it with him.
Conquer the world.
Zhuo Beilin's sword path is different from that of ordinary swordsmen. He firmly believes that as long as the swordsman is strong enough, even if he holds a piece of iron in his hand, it will be the sharpest blade in the world.
Zhuo Beilin held firm to this belief and went straight ahead, confirming that the path he was taking was correct.
"The sword in your hand is very sharp."
Zhuo Beilin glanced at the sword embryo among Xu Changsinger. He was not as ignorant as most people in the world at first. He could tell at a glance that the sword embryo was good and he valued it very much.
The sword has a spirit, and the owner is not weak. From this we can see that Xu Changge is not an ordinary swordsman. In addition, this strange time and space enchantment is probably caused by Xu Changge, so Zhuo Beilin does not dare to be careless.
"Your Excellency, be careful."
Xu Changge and Zhuo Beilin looked at each other, mobilizing all their aura and getting ready to go.
"the same as you."
In Zhuo Beilin's memory, no opponent at the same level could put such great pressure on him. The swordsman in front of him was the powerful opponent he had longed for when he was young. He was very excited and his fighting spirit became stronger.
There is a river about a hundred meters wide in the middle of the two people. The sun hanging above gradually sets. The setting sun reflects the trees on both sides of the river on the water. Sometimes the water ripples, the shadows fluctuate, and the water splashes.
Swinging, like a dream.
On one side of the river, the sword surged, disturbing the laws of this space, causing the sun that was about to set to stop in mid-air, always maintaining its original position.
On the other side, invisible sword intent rolled around Zhuo Beilin's body. Sometimes it was like gurgling water, calm and gentle. Sometimes it was like surging waves, fierce and unstoppable.
For half a stick of incense, neither of them made a move, using special methods to test each other's depth.
Suddenly, there was a small wave on the water, destroying the shadow of the setting sun. In an instant, the eyes of the two people changed, and the lights of swords and swords filled the surface of the river.
Although the two of them have remained motionless, the sword intent and the sword intent are clashing, making the river no longer as quiet as it was just now, with rolling waves, interruptions, and reverse flow of water.
"here we go."
The old guys near Yuchu Mountain stared at the time and space barrier intently, with their hearts in their throats, extremely nervous, for fear of missing a key link.
"Although I don't know this swordsman, judging from the level of his swordsmanship, he must be the pinnacle figure of a certain era."
A sword master said with certainty.
"This is the power of the law of time, which allows Xu Changge to fight with the powerful men of the past. The law of time is weird and unpredictable, and it is really scary!"
The ancestors of all ethnic groups, who usually saw the dragon but never saw its tail, revealed their true bodies one after another and gathered together at Yuchu Mountain. The scene was extremely spectacular.
If you are not a Mahayana monk, you have no right to stand at the front and watch the fun. No matter in the sky or on the ground, all the suitable positions are occupied by old guys.
The Taoist spirit of the sword and the knife clashed for dozens of moves, and Xu Changge took the lead in striking out with a sword that had been prepared for a long time.
Swish——
The sword came out like a dragon, instantly shattering the laws on the river and causing the river to break, separating the upstream and downstream for a long distance.
Zhuo Beilin had been watching Xu Changge, and he swung the long knife in his hand as soon as Xu Changge made his move.
"Boom!"
The swords collided, the laws merged and repeled each other, and a terrifying residual power erupted, overturning the land for countless miles, and trees fell down and turned into powder.