Sword Ancestor. A legendary man, no one knows where he came from. The word sword came from his mouth, and what is the way of the sword was created by him, opening up a feasible path for future generations. His existence is still doubtful, but Zhang Kaifeng does not dare to deny it at this time, because this temperament of ten thousand swords must not be doubted, his sword heart is trembling, and the peerless holy demon sword is constantly wailing, as if he wants to succumb to the coercion of the ancestor of ten thousand swords.

This is the biggest crisis that Zhang Kaifeng has encountered in his life, this is a great disaster, nine young founders appeared at the same time, and they have not been seen in hundreds of years!

In other words, everyone has to tremble and be afraid, and even bow and worship, in the face of these people's loss of fighting spirit is an inevitable end, no one will laugh.

"Could it be... Can't you really ask the sword against the sky, where is my way of life?" Zhang Kaifeng's heart sank to the bottom, he didn't necessarily survive even if he turned into an innate realm, and the nine young creators shot at the same time, what kind of concept is this, as far as you can imagine, it is impossible to imagine what it will be!

The most excessive thing is that even a person like Sword Ancestor who rebels against the sky is here, this is really a bully and there is no negotiation, and the nine creators are together, unless he becomes an immortal.

"Poof"

As soon as he fought, he immediately hung up the lottery, and was beaten away by one of the creators, and the demon body of the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus cracked instantly, and the nine people who occupied all directions shot at the same time, and the immortals also wanted to hate when they came.

How is it possible?

Zhang Kaifeng's long hair was scattered and he roared to the sky, he wanted to dispel the fear in his heart, there was no way back at this time, only to move forward, and if he couldn't break through, he would die.

He rushed up and took the initiative to confront it, and the roar on the top of Tianduan Mountain was endless, if it weren't for the special Tianduan Mountain, I was afraid that it would have been heard long ago. But in the face of these nine people, who dares to speak up and does not dare, this is the voice of everyone, and Zhang Kaifeng is no exception.

He opened his mouth and roared, and his hair stood upside down, 'In the sea of swords that slanted out, he fought against the peerless powerhouse, even if you are proficient in swordsmanship, but it is still not enough to see. Zhang Kaifeng and the ancestor of Buddhism slapped each other, and the whole person flew out, and his shoulder was smashed by the Heavenly Demon Seal without noticing, and his bones were broken on the spot, and his shoulder collapsed.

"Poof"

Blood splashed, Zhang Kaifeng's body was blown up, even the so-called strongest Holy Demon Yuan Fetus was not enough, and in the face of the nine young Dao Creators, it was still not enough to see.

Blood stained the sky red, and for a while even the sea of swords seemed to be still, it seemed that everything was over, and no sound came out, which was a strange calm, but the sea of swords was still there, and it had not disappeared.

And in the void, there were pieces of minced flesh that exuded a little sword intent, and there were many bone pieces, and there were terrible marks on them.

Zhang Kaifeng has never been so desperate as he is now, even if he fell into the precipice in that battle, he never had the despair and darkness at this time, it was not that he couldn't do it himself, but these people were too powerful, it was not a level at all, nine people came out together, and I asked who else in the world could stop their attack.

The demon fetus erupted with sky-high demonic energy, reorganized the body, and the primordial spirit was immortal. A fist-high villain stood in the center, roaring angrily in this void, sad and unwilling. The bones and blood flow backwards, condense together, and continue the flesh's joints to crumble.

"I'm unwilling, I chose this path, how can I be ruined halfway. But it's too hard, no one can help me, everything will be on my own!"

Zhang Kaifeng bathed in the heavenly demonic qi, and the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus was resurrected in the blood light, and his true body was reorganized. His thick black hair was flying, his expression was excited, full of unyielding, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and shout, no one could save him, cut off the influence of many ancestors, and walk out of his own path by himself.

From birth to growth, how can a hundred schools of thought not be subtly affected, it is deep in the bone marrow and even in the soul, and it is not easy to cut it off.

Now that he has no way to retreat, the journey of asking the sword has begun, even if he gives up the idea of asking the sword against the sky, it is already too late.

In an instant, the fragment that flashed in his mind was reluctant, and he still had many people who didn't have time to take a look, didn't have time to explain, did he really want to die here?

"I'm not reconciled, I'm going to get out of my path. "Zhang Kaifeng is full of demonic energy, like the demon of ancient sins returning to the earth, and he is about to overturn the world.

"Brush!"

The super fierce man killed, the sword ancestor shot, and it was a sword that came up, and according to legend, his sword could reverse the sky, and he could kill the immortals with a light swing of the sword.

In the turbulent sea of swords, the young sword ancestor couldn't see his true face clearly, but he could sense the transcendent and supreme momentum, and his posture was majestic. He slashed down with a sword, the void collapsed, the galaxy reversed, and even the sea of swords was scattered by him, the momentum was like a rainbow, the sword momentum was vast, and it was boundless.

It is also a kind of luck to have the opportunity to face such a person, and no one in the same generation can compete with the young founder throughout the ages!

Zhang Kaifeng turned his head, the pair of eyes under the cloak became more and more blazing, and the corners of his mouth rose even more, full of demonism, and he blasted forward with crazy wildness. Those present were all respectful ancestors, but at this time, they had to be cut off completely.

"Boom"

However, Zhang Kaifeng shattered again, and the other three Creators also made a move, there was no fair battle in this strange space, and the battle with the Sword Ancestor that he was expecting would not work at all.

"Brush!"

A sword light runs through the ancient and modern, and the brilliant brilliance reflects the most terrifying knife, and Zhang Kaifeng was cut in half in an instant.

Where there is a sword, there is a sword, and the ancient sword has never disappeared! They are like a pair of brothers, and competition has always existed.

Before he rushed closer, he was killed by this strong man, he was the "Sword Emperor" of the sword, the emperor of the ancient and modern sword-wielding people.

Cry, despair, give up, regret--------。

In the face of these people, these voices are full of magic, which is the negative emotions left over from those who failed to ask the sword, which seems to be deeply imprinted in the mind, making people involuntarily give up. But Zhang Kaifeng didn't hear it, and he still fought hard, even if he broke his hands and feet or even his head.

This is a difficult and cruel battle, there is no luck or chance, only by strength.

A spear runs through the long river of the world, and there is only one spear left in the world that cannot be looked at directly, and half of Zhang Kaifeng's body almost broke off, miserable, and his torso turned into a bloody mud. At the same time, the Sword Ancestor killed him from behind, and a sword split him in half, and the swarming sword light of the iron sword shattered his flesh.

"Ah.........h

Zhang Kaifeng screamed, this pain was like his soul being torn apart by a sword, and his true body was shattered again, and he was difficult to reorganize in the distance, consuming a lot of blood and qi, but the path of life ahead was narrower.

The young Dao creators are all ruthless, not because they are too forgetful, but because they are the embodiment of the Dao, the traces of the strongest in the past left by heaven and earth, not the original people.

If Zhang Kaifeng wants to go against the sky and ask the sword, above the Dao created by all the strong people in ancient times, he has to pass this hurdle, and he can only face life and death.

"Ding!"

The melodious sound of the sword came, and the sound of the sword spread out for many miles, and the sword wave that swung out of the sword spread quickly in the void, shattering the sky, and the scene was terrifying.

It's Sword Ancestor again!

Iron swords are like mountains, covering the sky, and the whole space has no place to stay, and it is extremely domineering. not only crushed Zhang Kaifeng to death, but also turned him into a mess of blood and mud with the endless sound of swords.

"Buzz!"

The Daomen Founder also made a move, and the old man of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone was also unambiguous, the most difficult to fight, and he took a picture of it with a whisk in his hand, turning the sky into a black hole.

Zhang Kaifeng stepped forward to fight, but he was exhausted, and the strength of his whole body was about to be drained, the Holy Demon Yuan Fetus was known as an endless stream of true qi, but against these people, he had to squander all his true qi, because these people were all young Dao creators!

"Poof!"

Finally, he was once again shattered by the five Creators, and his flesh and blood were splattered and miserable.

"I crave a fair fight. Zhang Kaifeng roared.

But the only thing that responded to him was a more violent attack, a river of killing moves.

Zhang Kaifeng hurriedly shrank his head, he couldn't complain, these people were ruthless. He was really angry, and after reorganizing the real body, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he had never seen such a bully. He didn't have time to brew emotions if he wanted to cry, and he couldn't shout when he shouted that the sky was open!

He can see that even if he can't beat Xiaoqiang, he can't withstand such endless bombardment. It was like an endless windshield wiper, washed over and over again until he ran out of life potential.

No matter how mysterious the "Holy Demon Yuan Fetus" is, it can't do it, because every time it uses it to condense the demon blood and reunite the true body, it pays a very heavy price, and the origin is drying up!

Zhang Kaifeng went crazy, he was wounded again and again, if he didn't kill one or two young creators, he was really sorry for himself, he used all the means he could, whether he was despicable or not, avoided others, and recognized the Sword Ancestor.

Jian Zu, a ruthless man, hit him several times, and just now he almost split him in half, which is really hateful.

"Demon Destroys the Six Paths!"

Zhang Kaifeng shouted, his spiritual qi climbed to the extreme, his blood and qi rushed into the void, and Canhua's long sword slashed out, blasting out six ancient worlds in rotation, suppressing everything.

Sword intent is invincible!

This is the sublimation of Zhang Kaifeng's spirit, and the evolved sword moves are even more majestic. He wanted to fight the Sword Ancestor alone to see if this man known as the Sword Ancestor was really strong, or if the swordsmen of later generations were superior.

The word Sword Ancestor itself represents the ultimate of the sword, being able to fight with the Dao body of his youth, even if he dies without regrets, Zhang Kaifeng is indomitable and shows his strongest blow!

However, the rule that dominates here is not him, everything is always not as he wants, and three unknown young creators rushed to him, shaking their palms and punching, and their power was overwhelming.

Zhang Kaifengzi turned into a ball of minced meat in an instant, and it couldn't be more miserable.

"No, if it goes on like this, there is no hope of even a little life, I must be able to gain strength in the sea of swords and replenish the loss, otherwise I won't be able to hold on a few times. Zhang Kaifeng muttered to himself.

"The three swords of heaven, earth and man come out together!"

After swallowing a large amount of sword qi, Zhang Kaifeng cast the three swords of heaven, earth and man, and swiped with both hands, evolving a magnificent and amazing scene, and the vast aura was overwhelming, and he hit one person next to him.

"Boom!"

However, the unknown creator was unfathomable, and with a stroke of his hands, the equally majestic three swords of heaven, earth and man scattered Zhang Kaifeng's three swords, and even hit him hard, flying upside down and vomiting blood.

"Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man!"

Zhang Kaifeng had an unbelievable look on his face, this ordinary-looking young Daoist actually knew the three swords of heaven, earth and man, and broke his shocking blow with the same sword technique.

His hands shook together, slowly paddling, the long sword moved with him, and the demonic qi in his body rushed up like a long river, which was to use what he had learned and seen to forcibly condense into a move. And, at this moment, he was so angry that he broke through the confinement of the original realm, and his strength rushed out like a flood that burst the embankment, how could he not be ecstatic after such a change, he saw the dawn of victory, and he struck the most terrible blow.

However, an aura like an undersea volcano erupting was equally terrifying, and another unknown young founder was covered in brilliance and brilliance, and he was incomparably bright, and he looked at the world.

"Boom!"

Each of their strongest moves exploded in the extreme, and then collided together.

This is the legendary duel that has entered the "pole", and the most terrible collision occurs, like a comet hitting the earth, which is a devastating brilliance that floods the place.

Zhang Kaifeng's chest was sunken in, he had to be shocked in this situation, his sternum was broken, and there were other young creators on the other side who were also making moves, so the one who triggered the "extreme" was unharmed.

Zhang Kaifeng knows that these are all ancient people who have passed away, and each of them is a Tianjiao in their respective periods. He is a unique invincible, the first person of his own era, and it is difficult to find defeat.

What he has, some of these creators have also stepped into, he can occasionally trigger the ultimate realm, and these people also have this kind of heavenly posture, he does not have an advantage.

Sword Ancestor, Dao Sect Ancestor Creator, which one is the idle generation, all the strongest, respected throughout the ages, it is not easy to defeat them, there is no hope.

Ask the sword, it's too difficult, I don't know how many people have died throughout the ages, and even these people can be comparable to these ancestors in the same age.

And Zhang Kaifeng's road is even more difficult and bumpy, his choice determines all this, Bai Ran has to face the most terrifying punishment of the sky, and suppress it with a young creator!

"Here comes the sword!"

Zhang Kaifeng let out a soft snort and summoned the Peerless Saint Demon Sword of All Things in front of him, hitting this situation, it was too difficult to kill the nine young Creators, and it was almost impossible to achieve.

However, he didn't want to sit still, he still wanted to ask the sword against the sky!

"To cut off the Tao of the predecessors is to show my own different Dao, create my own sword Dao, and surpass the Dao of the heavens, and now only by giving up the rest and strengthening my sword dao supremacy can I have a ray of hope for success, kill the nine founders, and I am the only one who lives!"

His fighting spirit was high, and his whole body was full of sword energy, staring at the nine most brilliant mysterious nebulae in the high sky, and then staring at the nine young founders!