In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it? The top and bottom are not formed, why should they be tested? Who can be extreme? ……………… He Huan wears through the hills of Lushe and draws out the subtext? I told you that it won't be long. How can you try to give yourself and be loyal?

Although the voice is abrupt, it is a sprinkled Chu Ci, not anything else, it is the sword in Yingzheng's hand, "Tianwen"!

Ask the sky, ask the earth, ask the stars; Ask about luck, ask about fate, ask about life and death; Ask the heart, ask, ask about success or failure.

Heaven and earth are the beginning, the stars have ups and downs, fortunes come and fall, fate is free, life and death are not up to man; There is faith in the heart, there is taste in the Tao, and success or failure is born from the heart.

Sit and watch the wind and clouds change, laugh and talk about life and death, if there is love in the sky, the world will release the vicissitudes of life!

The heroic voice resounded throughout Lishan, and the song "Tianwen" seemed to be asking himself, and it seemed to be asking Taiyi.

Thinking about the beginning, the two sat opposite each other, talking and laughing to set the pattern of the world, and then looking at today, the two of them are facing each other, and Sumeru will fight for life and death, and every qiē is like a dream.

"If you are defeated today under the red sky...... I wonder what the world will be? ”

With a faint smile and slow movements, the sword that was red all over looked extremely pure, and it was obvious that Taiyi was also a sword lover.

"Perhaps...... If you win me, you can see that qiē! ”

The voice is flat, but with infinite confidence, as if this side of the world, this is a glance, all under control.

"Then today, I'll win you once!"

"Good!"

A promise was sung, but a light followed, as red as blood, as fierce as it.

The First Emperor VS the Eastern Emperor, but Chixiao is the first!

But seeing a swirling gray wave of qi slowly rotating around the center of the Eastern Emperor, the Eastern Emperor's sword leaned to one side, and the wave of qi suddenly spread out, and then swung the sword. A sword aura like a curtain of light took shape and turned towards Ying Zheng's attack.

This sword light is like a meteor outside the sky, bursting out of brilliant light in the majestic hall, the sword light overshadows the light together, everyone's eyes are attracted by this sword, this sword is the Eastern Emperor who is the first to take the lead, a sword, the power of this sword can no longer be described.

The sword light gently pierced the sky, there was no strong collision, no whistling waves. It's like the spring breeze melting ice and snow, so natural and soft.

Looking at this shocking sword, Tianwen jumped on the paper, and the long sword groaned softly, as if with a sense of excitement to meet the opponent.

This sword, yin and yang, the cycle of life and death.

After all, this sword was still in the middle of the game, and the ground of the main hall was broken for a while, and dust and smoke were flying. Bursts of roaring sounds sounded, making it difficult for people to see clearly the situation of Yingzheng.

The wind was in a hurry, the sword qi was hissing, and the red sword qi was constantly flying. The powerful force oppressed the people in the main hall, and the dust and sand flew between them, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

The sword light was cold and slaughtering, and the sword was cold and ruined. Destroy the things that stand in front of you.

The swordsman is indestructible and indestructible.

Under this sword, as normal. It is difficult for Yingzheng to survive, and there will be no serious injuries or the like, because he is already seriously injured, and under this sword, he can only die!

A moment later, the dust settled, and in the middle of the main hall, the Eastern Emperor who sent out this peerless sword, on the contrary, did not look at the misty dust, but frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Sumeru, the Eastern Emperor's white hair was clear, but he took a deep breath, as the one who made this one, he didn't look at the dust and knew that his sword was blocked, this is the confidence of a peerless swordsman.

Qingmang Wuqi, a peerless sword is lying in front of Ying Zheng, wearing a black and gold imperial robe, eyes like a tiger wolf, majestic and long-haired, which brings him a different kind of charm, which is a kind of self-respecting and domineering momentum.

Of course, what is even more unforgettable is the sword in his hand, a cyan long sword, which seems to be ordinary, but at this moment it is proud of the world, the leader of the sword, the emperor of the sword, Tianwen.

At this moment, the emperor who is in charge of the world has finally made a move!

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, there seems to be a dragon rising unconsciously, and the essence of the eyes suddenly appears, like thunder.

A stream of vitality gathered to the sky like a tide, the sound of wind and thunder was endless, a sword was dusty, and the sword asked the world.

In an instant, a strong force went straight to the red sky.

A little cold light passed, the heaven and earth were red blood, and this strong blow went towards the Eastern Emperor.

As soon as the sword came out, the cold light between heaven and earth flashed, and then disappeared and became invisible.

In the face of this sword, the Eastern Emperor never dared to underestimate the enemy, Chixiao took off his hand and held it upside down, and then took off his hand, and a shield formed by the sword appeared, naturally, this was not a real shield, but the sword of the Eastern Emperor turned too fast and looked like a shield.

At the same time, Ying Zheng pointed at the sword with a "ding", Chixiao in the Tianwen point, Chixiao's movements were stagnant, and Yingzheng was about to break through Chixiao to stab the Middle Emperor, under the strongest stab, even if the Eastern Emperor used this method, it was difficult to resist.

Facing Ying Zheng's long sword stabbing at him, Donghuang's face remained unchanged, and his right hand quickly stretched out towards the sword, and then his arm moved.

"Bang" The Chixiao that he was holding quickly collided with Tianwen again, and Tianwen clasped tightly on the sword body of the North Chixiao, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

Tianwen was controlled, and the moves he used were naturally interrupted, but Ying Zheng did not panic, but hooked the corners of his mouth, and a wisp of ridicule floated.

In an instant, the move changes again.

The brilliance suddenly appeared, the sky and the earth were hazy, and under this sword, the vitality gathered on Beichen, and spread out to the place where Yingzheng was fighting in Taiyi, making it difficult to see the situation of the battle. The only thing that can be seen is that there seems to be a pillar of light in the center of the light cluster, which is Yingzheng's True Yuan One Sword, but I don't know if it hit Taiyi.

"Between life and death, it is where the Tao is, and it is indeed ......"

With a soft groan, Taiyi at this moment seemed to have a hint of sudden meaning.

"Yingzheng, it seems that there will be more of you tonight...... One more sword! ”

The sword qi volleyed into the air, suddenly pouring down, and countless spiritual qi followed the sword, seemingly unremarkable, but in fact it was like a stormy wave, as if the sword qi from all directions gathered at one point at the same time.

Until this moment, a long-lost throbbing finally appeared in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Good sword!"

The heart is full of thoughts, and the sword is too empty. At this moment, Ying Zheng's heart has long been empty, and his sword heart is clear.

With a sigh, the cold power around his body became a few steps thicker in just an instant.

Countless spiritual energy wrapped around his right hand.

'A sword leads to a bright road, and a lifetime of laughter and arrogance plays a long song! ”

With a long roar, Tianwen has fallen with a bang! ”

Mortals cultivate the true enlightenment of the immortal Dao, and there is no extreme spring in life and death!

One is domineering, and the other is humane.

Domineering is fierce and superb, and humanity is the vicissitudes of the world.

No matter whether you win or lose, you have no regrets, and you don't judge heroes by success or failure!

Emperor to emperor, there is no life and death at this moment, there is no success or failure, there is just the comprehension of the two people, the collision of two swords.

The golden and red brilliance rose to the sky, turning into the jade pillar of optimus, the heavens and the earth were moved, the world changed color for it, and the purple-gold thunder light pierced the sky.

The figure of the green robe rose to the sky, and at this moment the person is the sword, the sword turns into a person, and the sword is one, just for the hope that it is diligently pursuing.

Thunder light, turned into a dragon, a dragon devouring a sword, or a sword slashing a dragon, only in an instant.

The sword moved silently, and the dragon roared.

This blow should have been a collapse of the sky, gorgeous, and should have attracted the attention of the world, but for many years, people have confronted the sky again.

On Lishan Mountain, tens of thousands of living beings will witness this legend with their own eyes at this moment.

But, nowadays, no one believes in the qiē in front of them.

The purple light flickered, and then annihilated, there was no sound, no picture, I don't know if it was a successful escape or a body in ashes.

All that could be seen were the two magnificent pillars of light, which shattered and became invisible.

No one has seen ...... since East Emperor Taiyi. (To be continued......)

PS: The Eastern Emperor Smecta was sent away by the political master.

I'm going to miss him...... What about you?