Between heaven and earth, there is absolute dead silence.

The million male soldiers who were shocked back were pale and the corners of their mouths were stained with blood.

They looked at Ye Guchen, who was sitting in the sky, and their eyes were full of unprecedented fear.

A piano sound, attracting the resonance of heaven and earth!

Ten thousand swords circle, shaking off millions of male soldiers!

What a profound and terrifying sword realm this is?

However, Ye Guchen himself frowned slightly.

"Sure enough, the realm of the unity of heaven and man is still too difficult. Ye Guchen sighed in his heart.

His sword realm, after this epiphany, is only a line away from the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

But if there is no better opportunity, it may always be difficult to break through.

However, Ye Guchen is not greedy, he is already very satisfied with this kind of progress.

At this moment, on the city wall of Yandu, everyone's expressions were frozen.

Because of Ye Guchen's performance, it was too amazing and shocking.

"It's such a terrifying sword realm, I'm afraid it's not far from the realm of the unity of heaven and man, right?" Chu Qingchi exclaimed.

However, this scene reminded them of the tragic scene of the windy building, and the atmosphere fell silent for a while.

On the other side, Emperor Qianhuang and Empress Fengnie also showed surprise in their eyes.

Such a profound kendo attainment, coupled with the protection of a pseudo-saint powerhouse.

Even they have to be afraid.

"Who are you?" said the Emperor coldly.

Ye Guchen didn't answer, as if he didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

Seeing that he was being neglected, Emperor Qian's face was gloomy as water.

He is also the lord of the Daqian Dynasty, a dignified pseudo-saint powerhouse.

And although Ye Guchen's kendo realm is high, his own cultivation is not high, so he can't make the Qianhuang jealous at all.

What he cares about is whether there is any force behind Ye Guchen.

"You guys go, Yanyun Dynasty, it is impossible to fall. Lin Tu said lightly.

The Sword Dynasty Sword Kui wants to protect the Yanyun Dynasty, who dares to destroy it?

"Hmph, this palace is going to destroy Yan Yun today!" Fengne's jade face was cold, and her jade palm swung out and slammed towards the city wall of Yandu.

Seeing this, Lin Tu frowned, raised his hand and collided with Empress Fengne.

At the same time, Emperor Qianhuang also moved, and raised his hand to reach out to Ye Guchen.

"No matter what, suppress you first!" said Emperor Qianhuang coldly.

Ye Guchen's origin did make him a little jealous, so he didn't kill him.

He wanted to suppress it first, and then destroy Yan Yun, and when the time came, he believed that even if there were other forces behind Ye Guchen, he would not attack Daqian because of a small country that had been destroyed.

Facing the giant hand that covered the sky, Ye Guchen's face under the mask was calm and calm.

In the face of an army of millions, his face did not change.

In the face of the pseudo-saint powerhouse, the heart is fearless.

The hearts of Yan Wushuang and the others were all mentioned at this moment.

Because they knew that that figure was likely to be the only way to save the Yanyun Dynasty.

Just when Emperor Qian's hand was about to grab Ye Guchen.

An extremely cold voice rang out from the void.

"Dare to suppress the sword leader of my Sword Dynasty, you are killing yourself!"

A cold sword qi broke through the void and pierced through the space, causing cracks to spread in the surrounding void.

This sword qi directly fell on the arm of the Qianhuang who stretched out.

A sword sweeps, and blood flies!

The arm of the Qianhuang was directly cut off, thrown out, and blood flowed sideways.

Cough!

The sudden severe pain made the Qianhuang snort, his face turned pale, his hand covered his broken arm, and he looked at the void in the distance with a shocked face.

The space shattered, and a black-robed gray-haired figure broke through the boundary!

The cold face, with a chill, swept over the Emperor Qian, Empress Fengnie and others.

"Dare to sneak attack His Majesty the Emperor, you are looking for death!"

The four heavenly guards of the Great Qian Dynasty saw that one of the Qianhuang's arms was broken, and the protector was anxious, so they directly used their means to kill them.

"Don't, stop!" Emperor Qian's face suddenly changed drastically.

Because he recognized who the gray-haired man was.

That's not a role that the Daqian Dynasty can provoke at all.

But it's too late.

At the moment when the four heavenly guards made a move, they saw four cold ice sword qi condensed from the void.

Poof!

Four swords were slashed in a row, blood flowers burst out, and the four pseudo-saint-level heavenly guards were simply and neatly killed.

This scene shocked everyone's eyes.

Slaughtering a pseudo-saint powerhouse is like slaughtering a dog, what kind of terrifying strength is this?

"How can it be ......" Empress Fengne's face was shocked.

Empress Fengne, who has always been majestic and domineering, felt like her heart was being pinched by a hand at this moment, and she almost ran out of breath.

"Are you...... Lone Cloud Sword Master?"

Empress Fengnie and Emperor Qianhuang opened their mouths in shock.

If they were other strong people, they would definitely not be so gaffe.

But who is the Lone Cloud Sword Saint, it is a dignified Heavenly Tribulation Sage, a transcendent existence!

Although their pseudo-saint strength is not weak, they are still like ants in front of sage-level figures.

More importantly, they heard the words that came out of Fang Cai's cold thousand marks.

The figure that sat on the piano for nine days and shook off millions of male soldiers turned out to be the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty!

This scene also stunned everyone on the Yanyun Dynasty's side, feeling dreamlike and extremely unreal.

A Heavenly Tribulation Saint actually appeared in front of them alive, and he simply killed four false saints.

Even the high-ranking Emperor was cut off by an arm.

And what shocked Yan Wushuang and the others even more was that the person who saved them turned out to be the legendary Sword King of the Sword Dynasty.

Sword Dynasty, that is the top dynasty ranked first among the hundred great dynasties.

Not only did a Heavenly Tribulation Saint like Leng Qianji join, but there were also half-step Saint King-level powerhouses as powerful as Proud Divine Prefecture.

Such a powerful dynasty, even if the Daqian Dynasty and the Fengne Dynasty combined, could not compete with it.

"That friend of yours turned out to be the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty?" Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi and the others took a deep breath.

Although the Sword Dynasty was far away from them, they had also heard rumors about the Sword Dynasty.

Yan Wushuang did not show a happy expression, and there was a trace of loss in his heart.

That figure was not the one she thought about day and night.

After all, Yan Wushuang could not have imagined that Ye Guchen would have such a tortuous and bizarre encounter and finally become the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty.

The probability of this kind of thing happening is too low, so Yan Wushuang instinctively ruled out the possibility that it was Ye Guchen.

Yan Shaotang was in cold sweat on his forehead.

He was almost going to catch the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty.

"That friend of yours is the sword leader of the Sword Dynasty, don't you ...... too" Yan Shaotang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked Mu Xingzhu.

"That's right, I'm also a sword son of the Sword Dynasty, what's wrong?" Mu Xingzhu said indifferently.

In her opinion, there is nothing to show off about this status.

But Yan Shaotang's legs were weak and he collapsed directly on the ground.

Shame that he used to regard the Eighth Prince of Daqian as a life-saving straw.

As a result, Mu Xingzhu and others are the real bigwigs and saviors.

His father, Yan Beilin, also had an unnatural face.

He almost ordered to catch Mu Xingzhu for interrogation, but fortunately he was stopped by Yan Changge in the end.

"Senior Sister Mu, you actually became the sword of the Sword Dynasty?"

Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi and others were also incredible.

That is the thirteen swordsmen of the high-ranking Sword Dynasty, with a noble status, proud of the pride of all dynasties.

"I'm nothing, the sword leader is really powerful. Mu Xingzhu said with a smile.

Ji Ling, Chu Qingchi and others all sighed.

Yan Wushuang's beautiful eyes looked at the figure that had stood for nine days.

That kind of invincible momentum reminded him of the unyielding figure that had fought against Gu Shaoyang and Di Haotian.

"How nice it would be if it was really you......"

Yan Wushuang's eyes gradually dimmed, and the corners of his eyes slipped brightly.