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Chapter 585 Emperor Xiao!

When they saw that the Bingfeng Palace Master could not withstand three swords in Jian Wu's hands, the hearts of the palace masters in the human camp suddenly twitched.

It should be noted that the Bingfeng Palace Master is already extremely powerful among the palace masters, at least much stronger than ordinary palace masters like them. In the end, he couldn't withstand three swords. So if Jian Wushuang wanted to kill them, wouldn't he just use one sword to kill them?

Enough?

It is simply unbelievable that someone from the Xiaoyun realm can have such a strong combat power!

After killing the master of Bingfeng Palace, Jian Wushuang gave a slight salute to the master of Xuanling Palace, and then appeared on top of the huge bone dragon again.

"Let's go." Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

Yang Zaixuan nodded slightly.

Immediately, the dozen or so huge bone dragons in the void turned around and flew towards the very depths of the monster's territory.

After Jian Wushuang left, the Crystal Armored Demon King also left with his army of tens of millions of monsters.

This riot has finally come to an end.

In the human camp, countless strong human beings breathed a sigh of relief.

After this battle, they all remembered one name, that is Jian Wushuang, Sword Lord!

Although the Sword Lord never appeared in front of them again in the future, the glorious achievement of the Sword Lord today, who single-handedly defeated the Crystal-armored Demon Emperor and killed the Ice Peak Palace Master with three swords, will surely become a legend in the Demon Spirit Continent.

Praise for a long time.



Deep in the monster territory, more than a dozen skull dragons were speeding forward.

"Second brother, how did you come to this Demon Spirit Continent? Who is your master?" Jian Wushuang kept asking on the way.

There was no way he could help it. Yang Zaixuan's appearance was something he had never expected. Naturally, he had many doubts in his heart.

"Don't worry, you go to see Master first. After meeting Master, I will call Boss Wang Yuan and let the three of us have a good get-together." Yang Zaixuan said.

"Boss Wang Yuan is here too?" Jian Wushuang looked surprised.

"He is indeed here, but his life is not as good as ours." Yang Zaixuan smiled mysteriously.

Not long after, these bone dragons came to a peaceful valley.

"We're here." Yang Zaixuan said.

Jian Wushuang immediately looked towards the valley below, and at a glance he could see a huge black castle in the valley.

"Castle?" Jian Wushuang thought, and then he and Yang Zaixuan got off the bone dragon and headed towards the black castle.

The black castle was extremely quiet. Under the guidance of Yang Zaixuan, Jian Wushuang came to a garden of the castle. There were two people beside the stone table in the garden.

One of these two people is a middle-aged man in gray robe who is sitting on a stone bench. This middle-aged man in gray robe has a handsome face, with fine short black hair. There is a hint of thunder and lightning in his dark eyes as vast as stars.

Flashing there.

The middle-aged man in gray robe was sitting there, casually flipping through a thread-bound book.

As soon as Jian Wushuang came to the garden, he was attracted by the middle-aged man in gray robe. He was attracted involuntarily, as if the middle-aged man in gray robe had a special magic power. Jian Wushuang couldn't help but turn his attention to it.

All were focused on him, and everything else around him was naturally ignored.

The focus, this middle-aged man in gray robe is obviously very casual, but he is the focus of the world all the time.

Jian Wushuang stood there blankly, obviously absent-minded, looking at the gray-robed middle-aged man. After a while, he came back to his senses.

"What kind of method is this?" Jian Wushuang felt unprecedented horror in his heart.

Jian Wushuang, who came back to his senses, noticed the man next to the middle-aged man in gray robe.

Seeing this man, Jian Wushuang was shocked again, "Senior Dijing?"

Yes, this person is Di Jing who once saved his life in China mainland and showed tremendous strength.

But at this moment, Emperor Jing stood respectfully next to the middle-aged man in gray robe, as if he were a servant serving his master.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but take a breath of air. At the same time, he finally understood the identity of the middle-aged man in gray robe.

In this world, there is only one person who is qualified to be treated with such respect by Di Jing!

This man is Leng Rushuang’s father, the mysterious king of the Tang Dynasty!

"The second child's master is actually him!" Jian Wushuang was horrified in his heart.

This was not the first time he had heard of this mysterious monarch of the Tang Dynasty.

Before in Nanyang Continent, he had heard some deeds of the Tang Dynasty king, and knew that the Tang Dynasty king was very mysterious. Later he met Di Jing, who once said that he was the emperor Xiao of the Tang Dynasty in the East.

The seventh god of war!

Obviously, the king of the Tang Dynasty in the east of Nanyang Continent was Emperor Xiao.

"Master, I have brought the third child here." Yang Zaixuan stood in front of the gray-robed middle-aged man and shouted respectfully.

"Yes." The gray-robed middle-aged man slowly put down the book in his hand and turned to look at Jian Wushuang.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang felt that all his secrets were invisible under the gaze of the gray-robed middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man in gray robe smiled slightly, and then ordered: "You two go down first, and I will have a good talk with this little guy."

"Yes." Yang Zaixuan and Di Jing agreed, and then they both left.

When leaving, Di Jing passed by Jian Wushuang and winked at Jian Wushuang.

Soon, only Jian Wushuang and the gray-robed middle-aged man were left in the garden.

The gray-robed middle-aged man looked at Jian Wushuang with great interest, and then saw him slowly wave his hand. As he waved, behind Jian Wushuang, a seat made of special energy appeared out of thin air.

"Sit down." The middle-aged man in gray robe said.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and sat down on this chair.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xiao Huan, but most people like to call me Xiao Di." The middle-aged man in gray robe said slowly.

"Senior Xiao Emperor." Jian Wushuanglian shouted respectfully.

Anyone facing a strong person should maintain a sense of awe.

Jian Wushuang should be at the top of the entire Eternal World in terms of strength now, but he knows very well that in front of this Xiao Emperor, he is probably no different from an ant. This Xiao Emperor can kill him with just a breath.

He died countless times.

Facing such a super strong man, Jian Wushuang had to be extremely respectful.

"Little guy, don't be nervous." The gray-robed middle-aged Xiao Emperor showed a smile on his face and his voice became gentle, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you."

"Thank me?" Jian Wushuang was startled.

"You removed some of the escaped Ice Heart Bone Poison for my daughter, which relieved my daughter's bone poison pain a lot. Of course I have to thank you." Emperor Xiao said with a smile.

"That's just a small effort, not to mention she has helped me several times." Jian Wushuang said without being humble.

Emperor Xiao raised his brows and said with a smile: "Are you afraid you still don't know the purpose of why I brought you here today?"

"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded, he was indeed full of doubts.

"Don't worry, you will understand when you see this thing." Xiao Di said, but he took out something.




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