Three thousand swords hung in the sky, all of them were divine weapons, none of them were high-grade spiritual weapons, and there were more than half of the half-step magic weapon level swords, in an instant, three thousand swords roared together, a terrifying and vast sword aura suddenly enveloped the entire heaven and earth, the sword qi spanned tens of thousands of miles, covering the entire barbaric mountain range, so that the onlookers all felt trembling, and all the swordsmen present behind the cold swords all made a sound of Dao clanging, as if they were in awe, as if they were warn.

This vast scene is destined to be deep in the hearts of everyone present, and this breath also confirms the ancient saying that circulates on the rivers and lakes.

Everything is inferior, only the Sword Mountain!

The swordsmen are not shocked by the suspense, and the people in the rivers and lakes are all surging with their hearts.

Because they all knew one thing, the remnant of the Demon Sect Emperor Shakti was destined to fall in this barbaric mountain range today.

One sword light chills nineteen continents, and three thousand swords behead the demon!

Xiao Jiange's eyes were piercing, standing in the air, a mink coat fluttering in the wind, I saw him wave his sleeves, and all the three thousand swords surrendered, and there was a roaring sword sound.

Flick your sleeves with three thousand swords, sweep away injustices, and slash the evil in the world!

The hundreds of swordsmen in the Wild Mountain Range all looked up, they knew that after today, that mink figure was destined to be famous in the rivers and lakes, just like the white-clothed swordsman before, leading the Central Plains swordsman coquettishly.

Zhu Wen's eyes trembled, "This guy, it seems that he will definitely have a headache in the future." Zhu Wen sighed deeply.

"Chop" Xiao Jiange drank softly, the murderous intent in his eyes was revealed, and all the true qi around his body surged out, pouring into the three thousand swords that hung in the sky, and suddenly the sword edge trembled, and a scene that shocked everyone happened, only to see that the three thousand swords fell to the ground like meteors, like meteors falling from the sky, and all of them turned into streamers and smashed into the depths of the wild mountain range.

"Roar" "Roar" "Roar" Dao Dao beast roared loudly, and many demon beasts with low cultivation were affected, and it was difficult to resist, and it was difficult to escape death under this heavenly sword intent, and they were killed by the divine soldiers.

"I'm sorry. Xiao Jiange looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, these demon beasts who died tragically because of themselves for no reason were destined to become one of the sins they carried.

"I'm fighting with you. "The Emperor Shakti Yuan Ying in the depths of the Barren Mountain Range looked up at the sword shadow that was like a Dao meteor falling to the ground, the sword qi in the sky was intertwined, and the sword had been injured by its Dao Dao sword intent before it reached his own Yuan Infant's body, which showed that its power was extraordinary.

The shadows of the swords that covered the sky and the sun fell one after another, as if the world was destroyed, bringing a terrifying aura of death, which was an extremely shocking scene to the eyes of everyone on the outskirts of the Barren Mountain Range, but for the Emperor Shakti, such a scene was no different from the arrival of death.

"Father-in-law!" the sword said to Emperor Shakti in a nameless voice, the cold sword behind his back trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with a sense of war, and he actually had the idea of making a sword.

Emperor Shakti looked up at the sword shadow in the sky, and when he heard the call of the sword nameless, he immediately turned his head to look at the sword nameless, and his eyes lit up at the moment, and a trace of calculation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

I saw that Emperor Shakti slowly pressed the sword nameless's shoulder, and said solemnly, "You don't have to make a move, under this move, my body of the primordial infant will definitely not exist, and you can't resist such a move that takes advantage of the situation." ”

Emperor Shakti's eyes had a Dao streamer, he looked at the sky and couldn't help but mutter, "Even if it is a condensing realm sixfold heavenly cultivation, it may not be able to bear it, what a Xiao Jiange, in order to bury me, the Yuan Infant actually did not hesitate to sacrifice so many demon beasts in the Barren Mountains for my burial." ”

The body of his Yuan Ying fled and entered the depths of the Barren Mountain Range, it can be said that even the Nine Emperors of Jiang may not dare to chase him deeply, Xiao Jiange's move can be described as extremely insidious, and he does not hesitate to alarm the major overlords of the Barbarian Mountain Range to kill himself.

"Then what should I do" Jian Nameless's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but say, seeing that the sword shadow in the sky was already descending with a vast aura, he was afraid that he would die with Emperor Shakti with such a mighty force.

"It's okay, even if I don't have the Yuan Baby, I still have a soul," Emperor Shakti said, and then said in a deep voice, "Nameless"

"In" the sword replied namelessly.

"You are my righteous son, and I am also the person I trust the most in the pit of sin, today I will let my father protect you with the first baby, and you will collect my soul and flee, after hiding for a hundred years, my emperor Shakti will come to the Central Plains again!"

Suddenly, a blood-red phantom like a god rose from the depths of the barren mountain range, six feet tall like a demon in the world, and his palms held up to the sky, wanting to resist this sword shadow in the sky.

Jian Nameless's eyes trembled, and when he saw Yuan Ying's manifestation, a trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of Emperor Shakti, and his indifferent face finally showed a little moved.

On the periphery of the mountain range, everyone felt shocked when they saw such a scene, this Emperor Shakti deserved to be a generation of demons, even if he lost his physical body, he had such power.

"Boom" sword shadows fell like meteors, and the entire mountain range that winded for tens of thousands of miles suddenly shook.

The sunset shone obliquely, and I saw that the mountains and mountains were dyed with a layer of magnificent blood in the afterglow of the setting sun.

And the blood-red phantom like a god was also shattered by the meteor turned by the three thousand swords under the shocked gaze of everyone, and turned into Dao light and scattered the heavens and the earth.

For a while, Jian Guzi, the powerhouses of all parties and the women in black who hid the void, Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance, Qin Luoli, Jiang Jiuhuang, Song Wuji, swordsmen, warriors and people from all sides of the rivers and lakes all stared at each other.

Their hearts trembled suddenly, because they knew that a generation of demon emperors had fallen into the Savage Mountains!

"Withdraw" The woman in black saw the fall of Emperor Shakti and retreated decisively, her figure faded.

Jian Guzi and Jiang Jiuhuang didn't show a look of relief and appreciation, Zhu Wen's eyes were solemn and his eyes were complicated, Nangong Song and Dance were beautiful and his eyes were shining with starlight, Qin Luoli was supporting Duan Yuran, who was like a bloody man, and his face was pale looking at the figure of Ling Li's void, his eyes were full of affection.

"Roar" As Emperor Shakti was killed, the eyes of the giant python that was controlled suddenly returned to clarity, and he crawled to the ground under the pressure of Jiang Jiuhuang, with a begging for mercy in his eyes, without the slightest appearance of his previous fierceness.

Jiang Jiuhuang smiled indifferently and waved his hand, allowing the giant python to return to the barren mountain range, and the Taiyuan sword in his hand was also impressively sheathed.

"Duan Yuran" Xiao Jiange came back to his senses and didn't have time to sigh and chant poetry to show his demeanor, his eyes were anxious at the moment, and he came to Qin Luoli's side in an instant, and took Duan Yuran with one hand, and the phantom of the ice crystal phoenix suddenly manifested, bringing Qin Luoli, Zhu Wen, and Nangong Song and Dance together, and hurriedly rushed towards the Medicine King Valley.

Jiang Jiuhuang and Jian Guzi glanced at each other, their eyes were quite emotional, and then the two of them dissipated their figures in unison.

A big battle came and went quickly, and suddenly the entire barbaric mountain range was left with only the warriors, swordsmen, and people from the rivers and lakes who were still immersed in the previous scene.

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Hanmei Mountain

Mu Qingyi, who was dressed in green clothes, looked at the chessboard with a smile, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"No matter how good Ren Ru's abacus is, what about it? Mu Qingyi smiled, and then the smile slowly converged.

"Then from this point of view, the third sword is tied to Tang Fengqing's body, so I am afraid that the Demon Sect will make another move, and Luo Li's chess piece will be variable. Mu Qingyi's eyes gradually became solemn, he knew that it was not far from the appearance of the Demon Sect, but in just one year, the people of the Demon Sect frequently appeared because of Xiao Jiange's appearance.

And this also means that the battle between the good and the devil, which has lasted for a hundred years, will continue in the near future.

"There are still a few people in the Demon Sect who have not yet come out, and their base has not been exposed, so the enemy is still in the dark, and our side is in the light, and in the next game, Yanran, where will you fall?" Mu Qingyi's eyes flickered, and he said to himself, all he could do was to use Xiao Jiange as the center to unfold the shadows, and the initiative of the situation lay in Liu Yanran's hands.

"It seems that it's time to ask an old friend to get ready to go out of the customs. Mu Qingyi looked up at the sky in the distance, and the afterglow of the sunset was always intoxicating, just like back then.

And the direction that Mu Qingyi is looking at is Dongsai.

"Whoosh" Then a figure appeared from behind Mu Qingyi, the person who came was Shen Ming, the eldest disciple of the Medicine King Valley, and he slowly retired after passing on a message from Mu Qingyi. Thousands of troops

"Hmm, Xiao Jiange has lost his memory and lost most of Dongsai's memories. Mu Qingyi's eyes trembled after receiving the message, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

"Ha, providence, it seems that I don't need to meddle in this game. ”

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In a cave deep in the Savage Mountains, the bonfire swayed, and the faint light of the fire reflected on the dim stone walls around it, reflecting a black figure, and a little heat emanated from the bonfire, isolating the cold wind howling outside the cave.

A black-clothed sword sword blade pinched in the nameless hand, and the turquoise airflow of the Dao slowly converged in front of him, and a turquoise phantom suddenly slowly manifested, and the appearance gradually turned from blurry to clear, and its phantom was the Emperor Shakti.

Seeing the soul of the Emperor Shakti appear, the nameless eyes of the sword moved, and he knelt down on one knee at the Emperor Shakti Divine Soul that appeared in the air, and said loudly

"Father-in-law"

Emperor Shakti's divine soul swayed, and he nodded with a smile, his eyes could not hide the hatred, his own generation of heroes actually ended up like this, and his body of the Six Heavenly Realms of Condensation Realm was completely lost, and the Yuan Infant and his physical body were all destroyed.

Such a heavy loss undoubtedly made the Emperor Shakti fall into the dust, from a generation of demons in the pit of sin to a remnant soul that survived.

Under the light of the fire, Emperor Shakti couldn't help but smile at the sword nameless who was sitting quietly.

Even though the ending is tragic, but fortunately, my soul is still there, and isn't it a chance for me to start over?

Isn't the sword nameless cultivated by himself just right to give full play to his value at this moment, with the assets of a kendo wizard, isn't it the way for a generation of demons to re-emerge?

Emperor Shakti thought of this smile became more and more intense, and when he thought of coming to the Central Plains again in the future, he felt a surge of heart and blood when he reappeared in the style of the demon Emperor Shakti, but this emotion was very cleverly covered up by him, and his face was silent.

"Nameless, I'll have to rely on you to find a good family for me in the next few days. Emperor Shakti looked at the sword nameless and said.

"Ha, isn't your good family right in front of you?" Jian Wuming, who was sitting on a smooth boulder, suddenly changed his face, and said lightly, which made Emperor Shakti's heart suddenly startled.

I saw that under the swaying of the firelight, Jian Nameless slowly raised his head, revealing his cold face, and that indifferent look was no longer indifferent at this moment, but turned into a mixture of anger and hatred.

"Yizi Ru?" Emperor Shitian was shocked, and his indifferent face finally changed greatly.

"Emperor Shakti, originally a generation of disciples under the righteous path cloudless sect, his real name is Shi Tiandi, he believes in Buddhism, and believes in Rulai all his life, because his Taoist companion is angry with his senior brother and takes risks, one person destroys his senior brother Manmen, and then was chased and killed by the cloudless faction and fell into the demon sect, and after reappearing, he changed his name to Emperor Shakti, and destroyed his cloudless faction up and down, and then fell deeper and deeper, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and took pleasure in killing people and destroying its full door, and the five hundred people of the sword family were wiped out by it. ”

In the cave, the nameless and cold voice of the sword finally overflowed with emotions that had been hidden for more than ten years, making the entire cave seem silent.

"Ru" Emperor Shakti looked at the sword in disbelief.

"Snort" only responded to him with a cold sound, and his own soul had already been pierced by the sword nameless, and his soul body suddenly became disillusioned.

Under the flickering and ethereal firelight, Emperor Shakti looked at the sword in front of him with painful eyes, like a loving father with a heartache looking at his unsuccessful son.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha" But the random Emperor Shakti laughed, and his face showed a look of relief.

"Yes, yes, a child who can still be unmoved when he sees his five hundred mouths being wiped out in front of him, and can even kneel down and call his father-in-law in front of the enemy, how can he not have a trace of scheming" Emperor Shakti laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Since you knew that this move would cause endless troubles, why didn't you kill them all in the first place?" There was a look of incomprehension in Jian Wuming's eyes, which was a question he had been unable to figure out for more than ten years.

"Hmph, I was so high-spirited at that time. A confident smile appeared on Shakti's face.

"Back then, it was my pinnacle, even if I was the enemy of the entire Central Plains, what did it matter? I still single-handedly created a pit of evil, how could I be afraid of your backlash. Shakti said slowly, his eyes showing a look of remembrance.

"In the past ten years, your cold feelings have really made me feel cold, and I have wanted to get rid of you without leaving a trace several times, but I have always given up, a demon, adopted a child who is only seven years old, even if my heart is so cold, I will be touched by it, I have never trusted anyone since I fell into the Demon Sect in my life, and during that time, you are the only person I can trust, just because you are a child, even if you hate me at that time, what does it matter?" said Shakti chuckled.

"But after all, it was planted in your hands, nameless, nameless, I didn't expect that after so many years, you still can't let go of the hatred in your heart, I originally regarded you as the most trusted person, if it weren't for a series of sudden variables in the near future, I plan to hand over the future evil pit to you. ”

Emperor Shakti looked at the sword in front of him with emotion and said namelessly.

"Alas, there is no need for this, stop pretending, your words are nine times out of ten untrustworthy, I was cultivated by your own hands, if anyone in the world can understand you and I am the only one, no matter how sensational you are, I will not be soft-hearted. The sword nameless face did not change color, and his expression gradually turned into the same indifference as always.

Emperor Shakti's eyes froze, and he said in disbelief, "Could it be that you have not been touched by me for so many years?"

Outside the cave, a thin snow suddenly fell in the sky.

"Alas, father-in-law, I have finally called you father-in-law, this is the only heartfelt cry in the past ten years. ”

The bonfire swayed, and under the faint light of the fire, the nameless black hair of the sword scattered in front of his forehead, and when he turned the cold sword in his hand, his true qi surged, and all the remaining divine souls were shattered under the stunned expression of Emperor Shakti.

"Go all the way"

Jian Wuming said lightly, and then got up and looked at the heavy snow outside the cave, looking in a trance.

"On the day of the destruction, you taught me what it means to be ruthless. ”

Jian Wuming whispered to himself, his eyes in a trance as if he had seen the scene of the year.

The bloodstained seven-year-old boy shouted at the golden Buddha armor.

"Hmm, what's your name?" asked the Emperor with curiosity.

The child hesitated, his eyes flashing.

"My family has Jian as their surname, and my name is Jian Nameless. ”

The swordsman who destroyed the door, the stump corpses everywhere were mixed with clusters of flames, and in the flickering firelight, the children said their names.

Inside the cave, the fire flickered lightly, just as it did back then.

Sword Nameless retracted his thoughts, looking at the falling snow outside the cave, and his eyes showed a look of confusion.

Under the vast snow, in the cave where the bonfire was swaying, there was a black suit and a sword.

I don't know where I go, I don't know where I came from, I don't know where I am, and I don't know where I am!