Kunwu Sword, the name is enough to shock the universe.

Because this sword, known as the ancestor of the sword, is considered to be the earliest sword in the world, it is made by the spine of a peerless powerhouse with the ability to penetrate the heavens after his death, and it is perfect and strange, so that later generations have imitated it, and there is a weapon like a sword.

And Kunwu sword, according to legend, Mu Tianzi went west to Kunrong, Kunrong was defeated, and this sword was dedicated to Mu Tianzi.

After Mu Tianzi's western tour, this sword disappeared and no longer existed in the world, becoming one of the unverifiable things in the legend.

But Chu Feng had already been to Kunlun, had confirmed the existence of the Queen Mother of the West, and even knew that Mu Tianzi had left his inheritance in Kunlun for the Queen Mother of the West.

So he had no doubt that Mu Tianzi held this legendary divine sword, even if it was not the ancestor of the sword, it must be the strongest existence in the sword.

Therefore, the person who holds the Kunwu sword must be Mu Tianzi. Coupled with the so-called Eight Horses, and the father of raising horses, who else can this person be besides the legendary Tianjiao Mu Tianzi of the human race?

The moment the name Kunwu Sword appeared, Chu Feng felt the shock and greed of everyone nearby, but after all, fear still occupied everyone's hearts, because the development of this matter was more and more beyond the scope of what they could accept.

First, a large number of Great Emperors appeared, and although they were all mentally prepared, they were still greatly frightened.

Then there was the Fusang Emperor, and then the Mu Tianzi, and although Wu Qizhen didn't know who it was, he at least had the capital to talk to the two, and he must also be an extremely powerful existence, and he didn't take the ordinary emperor in his eyes at all.

It turned out that the gap between the Great Emperors was also so huge, even greater than the gap between ordinary monks, at least, there would not be such a huge gap between each rank of ordinary monks.

"You're waiting for him to make a move. Mu Tianzi narrowed his eyes and looked to the west.

"I'm waiting for him. Emperor Fusang nodded and said seriously.

"But you know that he doesn't dare to leave Kunlun at all, and once he leaves Kunlun, I can go and snatch her back at any time. Mu Tianzi said with a smile.

"As you said, I have arrangements. Emperor Fusang also replied frankly.

"Then my appearance here, will it disrupt your plans?" Mu Tianzi said.

"No, it won't. Emperor Fusang waved his hand, and they were intertwined with each other in the night sky, and the two three-pole tablets that were entangled with each other slowly floated to the side of Fusang the Great.

Emperor Fusang held the Kunwu sword tightly in his hand, then looked at Mu Tianzi and said, "You help me resist the others." ”

Mu Tianzi smiled, and the remaining five ancient swords on the frame were unsheathed at the same time, hanging high in the night sky, and one after another shattered the ancient and modern sword qi that suddenly tore the entire time and space into countless fragments, making everyone feel that their entire bodies were as if they were falling towards the endless abyss, and they shuddered.

At the same time, far above Kunlun, the principal finally stood up from his rocking chair, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he slowly took steps, and he had already appeared on the yaotai.

He looked at the big tree in the center of the yaotai, and then with a stroke of his sleeve, the big tree suddenly rose from the ground, fell into the hands of the principal, and turned into a small jasper tree one and a half feet long.

The principal's expression was very calm, without the slightest fluctuation, he just silently looked at the small building where the Queen Mother of the West was sleeping in the distance, and his eyes revealed some sentimentality and a wisp of melancholy.

"The day has finally come. The Master sighed, "I thought I could dodge, but I found myself with nowhere to hide. ”

The principal stared slightly, then opened his eyes, shook the small tree in his hand slightly, swept out a hazy blue light, and the three-pole monument in Kunlun appeared behind the principal.

There seems to be a tacit understanding and coordination between the principal and the three-pole monument, and there is a faint resonance between each other, as if one person and one monument are one.

Brown brilliance emanated from the stone tablet and the body of the principal, illuminating the entire Kunlun as bright as day.

The next moment, the Fusang Emperor on the East China Sea took a step, and the two three-pole tablets broke through the barriers of space, so that he had already appeared in the sky above Kunlun with this step.

"I'm about to forget how many years have passed, Yingzhao. Emperor Fusang looked at the principal and said slowly.

"I also forgot that the years pass too quickly, and they always pass by inadvertently, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, leaving us less and less time. The principal, or rather, Ying Zhao replied.

Emperor Fusang looked at the three-pole monument that manifested behind Ying Zhao and was silent for a long time before he said, "You have betrayed the trust of all of us. ”

Ying Zhao's expression did not change, he just looked at the Fusang Emperor lightly, and said with a slight mockery: "I have been blinded by your lies for so long, and suddenly I woke up and realized that I have been living in lies, how can you understand it?"

Emperor Fusang's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and he said, "Lies?"

The look of ridicule in Ying Zhao's expression became more and more intense, and he said, "Isn't it? You say that clearing the wasteland can save the world, but ...... After all, the space debris that can be opened up is limited, and the wasteland is ...... The end of the world remains unchangeable destruction. ”

Fusang the Great did not speak.

Ying Zhao also sighed and said: "I was already reluctant to intervene in the affairs of the world, so I closed Kunlun and retired in Kunlun with peace of mind, but you still refused to give me a clean life." In that case, let's wrap it up today!"

As Ying Zhao spoke, he lifted the small tree in his hand and crossed it to his eyebrows, already about to fight.

The blue light behind the Fusang Emperor fell down, Kunwu clenched it tightly in his hand, and then handed out a sword straight.

This sword is simple, without the slightest drag, and there is no superfluous action, it is a simple sword, a sword that wants to stab the opponent to death.

This sword, at the moment of movement, penetrated the entire Six Realms, compressing the entire space of the Six Realms to the thickness of a thin layer of paper, and in every corner of the Six Realms, you can see an extremely simple and rich aura, across the night sky, like flowing clouds and water, extending towards the endless distance.

At that moment, countless people raised their heads and looked up at the sky, looking at the sword light, and their hearts seemed to have an understanding, as if they had witnessed the light of the avenue.

Ying Zhao's reaction was not slow, calm and calm, just shook the small tree in his hand slightly, and there was a burst of "bang" sound between the leaves of the small tree, which also spread throughout the Six Realms at this moment, appearing in everyone's ears, but it was only like a dream at night, and it was difficult to hear it really.

However, it is like bursts of Sanskrit music sung in the sky, containing countless true meanings, such as Daigo empowerment, the heart has a feeling, and vaguely witnesses a avenue, a avenue leading to the supreme.

Misty worlds were born between the leaves of small trees, and then shattered under the tip of Kunwu's sword, and no one knew how many worlds had been shattered by that simple sword, and no one knew how many worlds had been shattered under that sword.

All the people on the East China Sea just see countless worlds, reflecting countless lives, joys and sorrows, life and death, mixed tastes, as if they are reflecting their own lives. Countless worlds are shattering, but new worlds are being created, and countless lives are being formed.

At that glance, it is thousands of years, and in that thought, there are infinite changes.

It's just a sword, just a small tree shaken, but it's longer than a lifetime, longer than a world from its birth to its extinction.

Everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of the sword and the tree, their hearts began to surge, their qi and blood began to surge, and the muscles and bones around them began to "crackle".

The aura of enlightenment filled the entire East China Sea, and Mu Tianzi stood indifferently on the frame, with five ancient swords hanging high, silently waiting for those old people.

Although they may all be fighting in other places at the moment, he believes that there are still people who will come here and meddle in this old matter.

The figure of a man in black covered with his hair suddenly appeared in the sky above the East China Sea, his expression was a little gloomy and a little sad and angry. He looked at Emperor Fusang, then at Mu Tianzi, and then said with sorrow: "Do you really want to force him to death?"

"Look at the sky, I haven't seen you for a long time. Mu Tianzi didn't answer the black-clothed man's question, but made a move and held an ancient sword in his hand, as if he was ready to do it.

"If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him back then, who would have survived you or Dongxia Yuanjun? Now for some old things, do you want to miss the old feelings so much?" The man in black roared angrily, and a huge black beast-like figure like a mountain had already appeared behind him, obviously his true body, once he disagreed, he would have to fight to death.

Mu Tianzi silently wiped the dull ancient sword in his hand with his sleeve before he said: "You finally got the true blood to recover your cultivation, why do you need to let me kill you again like I did back then? Last time, I respected your father and spared you from dying, but this time, you may not be able to escape from my sword again." ”

The man in black's expression suddenly became hideous, obviously angry to the extreme, and said angrily: "The surname Ji, you don't need Zhenyue if you have the ability, we will fight with our bare hands!"

Mu Tianzi was completely unimpressed and said: "The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that people know how to use tools, while beasts can't." ”

Chu Feng was stunned, and almost laughed out loud, he thought that Mu Tianzi was such a master, and it turned out that he was also deliberately humiliating the man who was called Wangtian. And judging from the conversation between him and Wangtian, Mu Tianzi's own cultivation did not really overpower Wangtian, but the sword brought by Mu Tianzi was too powerful.

But think about it, Mu Tianzi was also a strong man who commanded the entire human world in the ancient era when the monks and mortals in the human world had never been separated, how could the magic weapon in his hand be weak?

"You!" Wangtian was furious, and then his body suddenly manifested into a beast the size of a mountain, and roared angrily.

"You'd better go back to your father. Mu Tianzi said lightly, and then his expression turned grim, "When I kill people, I'm afraid myself." ”