Kong Yan's face was grim, the Lone Star Sword in his hand was already unsheathed, drops of scarlet blood flowed down from the sword's body, and there were three corpses lying around him, these corpses all had hideous faces, their eyes were wide, and they couldn't believe that there was such a fast sword in this world until they died.

On their necks, a sword mark pierced through their throats, slicing their throats and arteries, and blood was still gushing out, and the scene was eerily silent.

The eyes of the two people who confronted Kong Yan were also spreading fear, although they were both in the extreme realm, but Kong Yan's sword, they couldn't take it, as long as they made a move, the two of them would die!

The three of them rushed up, all of them burst out with extreme moves, but they couldn't even see Kong Yan's sword clearly, and in an instant, they were already killed in Huangquan.

"You, who are you?"

A yellow-clothed warrior asked in a trembling voice, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it, the murderer, the person always kills him, what about the name, in case the other party is disliked, he swings the sword again, isn't he going to follow in the footsteps of the three companions?

Thinking of this, the yellow-clothed warrior couldn't help but take a step back, fear spreading in his heart, like a shadow of death looming over him, making him want to go crazy.

But Kong Yan didn't swing his sword, he just stood coldly on the top of the mountain, he had changed into a new clothes with a sword, but it was hanging loosely on his body, the wound on his chest had not healed, and scarlet blood overflowed from the terrible scar, staining the clothes he had just changed into red.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the figure speeding in the sky, the figure was as fast as a ghost, and the breath of his body was like a shadow, but Kong Yan felt a faint threat from that figure at the moment, the reason why he didn't use his sword again was because of this person, once his sword waved, that figure would inevitably burst into a thunderous blow.

He was seriously injured at the moment, and his strength could not be exerted seventy percent, and in the face of the hidden threat, Kong Yan did not take any risks.

The figure landed, but it was a middle-aged man with a slightly thin figure, his eyes swept the corpse in front of him, and then he looked at the long sword in Kong Yan's hand, his eyes were slightly solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Lone Star Sword, it seems that you are Kong Yan." ”

"It's Kong, please advise. ”

Kong Yan said lightly, but between the words, he directly invited the battle, and he didn't even ask too much about who came.

"Under serious injury, you can kill the three disciples of my Desolate Yuan Sect with one blow, you live up to your prestige, but in this matter, the Three Kingdoms intervened, are you sure that Jianshan will also participate in this matter?" The man did not make a direct move, but asked Kong Yan about Jianshan's position.

Kong Yan groaned slightly, this sentence was to the point, such as the turmoil today, the internal forces of the Tianhe Empire are turbulent for the emperor's tomb, and at this time, the three major empires are strongly involved, and in the near future, the turmoil will definitely sweep the sky, and none of the seven empires will be spared, such a big event, Kong Yan is really a little hesitant.

Looking at the meaning of the middle-aged man, as long as Kong Yan withdrew, he would not delve into the life and death of the three disciples of the Extreme Realm, then he asked Jian Shan to still sit on the high platform from afar, watch the fire from the other side, and be outside the dispute.

But this also means that in the matter of the emperor's mausoleum here, if you ask Jianshan, you will lose the qualification to meddle.

At this moment, a figure appeared in Kong Yan's mind, he was asking Jianshan that day, Wei Dongxuan resolutely knelt down in front of Ouyang Qi and others, he disregarded his dignity for the sake of his compatriots, and resolutely broke into the dangerous imperial tomb alone, just before, he was not afraid of extraordinary power, facing the black dragon, and forcibly breaking into the palace at the bottom of the lake, and all this was just an act made by an ordinary person in their eyes.

So far, I think about it, but my hesitation has fallen behind, which is contrary to the sword I have cultivated.

He looked at Xiao Wuxian who was fighting fiercely in the distance, Xiao Wutear's blade was as invincible as ever, his knife had an invincible belief, even if the enemy was an extraordinary and powerful enemy, his blade was still unmatched.

At this moment, a trace of realization rose in his heart, and the sword man should be the same!

Kong Yan's state of mind actually calmed down at this moment, and those fearful thoughts were slashed by a sword in his heart, but his sword intent became more and more refined.

Kong Yan picked up the Lone Star Sword, pointed at it from afar, and in front of the sword, it was a strong man from the support of the Desolate Yuan Sect, and he said lightly: "Ask the sword of Sword Mountain, be fearless!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi on Kong Yan's body erupted, and the lonely cool sword intent spread out, and his battle intent had reached its peak!

The middle-aged man who came to support his face was gloomy, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for the irreversibility of things, he really didn't want to face the people who asked Jian Mountain, he had heard of Kong Yan's prestige, and the sword genius of Wen Jian Mountain, the pinnacle of the younger generation.

"You two go to support other places first, and this person will be handed over to me first. ”

The middle-aged man commanded, but his eyes never left Kong Yan's body for a moment, since he had decided to hostile, it was a life and death situation.

When the two of them heard this, they immediately retreated as if they had been amnestied, and stayed here for a second longer, for both of them, it was like standing in front of the ghost gate, and maybe the next moment, their souls would return to Yama.

The middle-aged man ignored them, he shook his big hand, the light flashed, and a ghostly blade appeared in his hand, the blade was more than a foot long, it was an unsheathed short sword, the blade was cold and starry, and the edge was exposed.

"Kong Yan, do you really want to wade into this muddy water?"

The middle-aged man confirmed again, but what answered him was a cold light.

Kong Yan had already made a move, and the long sword in his hand slashed out, and the blade of the sword did not return, like an instant of brilliance.

Bite!

The blade of the sword was blocked, and I saw the short sword in the middle-aged man's hand to meet him, and the powerful blow of this sword, which could kill three Extreme Realm martial artists, was actually resisted by the middle-aged man with a sword.

Not only that, the middle-aged man took advantage of the gap and deceived himself, and the short sword slid over the Lone Star Sword, and suddenly, the contact point of the two blades splashed everywhere, intending to kill him at close range.

The two soldiers are connected, the so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, but the middle-aged man is not only strong with a short sword, but his fists and feet are also a must.

Grab the dragon with his left hand, and grab the wrist of Kong Yan's sword with one claw, if he succeeds in one blow, Kong Yan's long sword will be unloaded and left to be slaughtered.

Kong Yan's face remained unchanged, the long sword did not need the middle-aged man to unload, and he took it off on his own, only to see the Lone Star Sword swirling around the short sword in the middle-aged man's hand, the sword blade instantly swept towards the middle-aged man's throat, the sharp blade stirred up the sword qi, and the air was cut like a jade silk.

The way the two fight is different from the previous two, there is no monstrous energy fluctuation, and between the silence, it is a terrifying killing machine, as long as there is a trace of carelessness, you can divide life and death, such a battle is undoubtedly the most dangerous and terrifying.

Many warriors will never fight in this way until they have to, once this way of fighting begins, it is extremely difficult to get out, if you want to get out, you must bear a lore from the other side, the probability of survival is extremely low, and if one side shows defeat, it is a move to press a move, until you die, there is no escape!

And in such a battle, those who are soft-hearted will surely die!

In the life of a middle-aged man, a short sword has been practiced by him to perfection, and his ability to fight in close quarters has already reached its peak, and he is a veteran of a hundred battles, so he has rich experience in hand-to-hand combat.

In his life, he has never been defeated, because only by winning all the time can he survive, so to speak, as long as he is close, he can pick the fruits of victory at will.

Kong Yan's abandonment of the long sword is not the first time that the middle-aged man has encountered it, in this regard, the middle-aged man can be said to be at his fingertips, he moved slightly with the short sword, and suddenly the Lone Star Sword was unloaded by a skillful force, and it could only roar and rotate around his short sword.

He actually used a short sword to directly control the Lone Star Sword, and as the middle-aged man stepped forward, the attack of the Lone Star Sword attacked Kong Yan instead.

Such a change is completely amazing, but at this time, all the warriors are too busy to take care of themselves, where is there anyone who watches their battle and sees this exquisite fight.

Even Kong Yan's eyes are full of brilliance, and sure enough, there is no weak person in cultivation, and with such skills and reflexes, he is by no means unknown.

But Kong Yan's heart was like stopping water, his right hand was like a dragon going out to sea, extremely fast, and the spinning Lone Star Sword was suddenly grabbed by him, accurate, he gave up his long sword just now just to avoid the middle-aged man's capture.

At this moment, the long sword returned to his hand, and the force was slashed at the moment, and the long sword was only a stone's throw away from the middle-aged man's arm, and almost instantly, the sword blade was about to cut off the enemy's arm.

Between one move and one style, I saw two people seeing the moves, and the force was unloaded, which was wonderful.

The Quartet has begun to kill, and all forces have fallen into the quagmire of this troubled world.

This imperial mausoleum, a place that has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, has opened the prelude to the troubled times today, and some people are aware of the beginning of the war, but no one can predict the direction of history.

At this time, outside the emperor's mausoleum, above Hanshui Lake, on the top of the black mist, a majestic figure descended!

This figure, not to be looked at directly, no one can see the true face, his mighty emperor is surging, like a high sun in the sky, illuminating the dark Hanshui Lake below.

Only listen to the sky, the sound is like thunder, and the words are like a bell.

"Emperor Fortune!"

Above the sky, the figure held a supreme divine sword in his hand, raised it high, and suddenly the sky trembled, the wind and clouds changed color, and thunder exploded.

As if in response to that figure, in the Hanshui Lake below, a golden dragon broke through the black fog and rose into the sky, and the sound of the dragon's roar resounded in the sky.

"That's the Heavenly River Empire's Golden Dragon!"

"Sure enough, as the legend goes, the Tianhe Empire has been at its peak for tens of thousands of years, and only such a lucky golden dragon can withstand the admiration of hundreds of millions of living beings!"

Outside Hanshui Lake, countless strong people stopped to watch, looking at the golden dragon with ten thousand feet of light, looking at the figure standing on the top of the sky, everyone was impressed in their hearts, what a powerful existence it was, and only such an existence was qualified to dominate the territory of thousands of miles.

At this moment, the black mist below rolled and circled, and after a while, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the black mist rolled together, and a black dragon gradually formed, and the black dragon roared with its head high, releasing an incomparably terrifying aura towards the emperor and the golden dragon in the sky.

This breath sent chills down everyone's backs, and in that breath, the resentment was extremely deep, cold and piercing, as if it was gathered by hundreds of millions of unjust souls, and the arrogance was monstrous.

"W-what is this?"

"Could this be the rumored imperial karma?"

The double dragon rises, but it is a fierce battle.

The black dragon's claws were in the air, tearing the golden dragon's tail, as if it was going to pull the golden dragon into the Nine Hells, terrifying.

For a while, the golden dragon's tail was torn apart by sharp claws, the golden light dissipated, and the tragic sound of the dragon's groan echoed through the heavens and the earth.

This scene shocked those who heard it, and made those who saw it want to be heartbroken.

All the warriors, no matter how strong or weak, retreated more than ten miles, not daring to stay under the power of the twin dragons for half a moment.