Chen Xixiang stood a hundred feet above the Peerless City City Lord's Mansion with his hands in his hands, and the air currents blew his wide sleeved robe, hunting and dancing.

He's alone.

As for King Nie Ren and Duan Shuai, they had already been sent by him to the vicinity of Wushuang City when they arrived in Wushuang City, after all, there were less than two people in this battle.

At this time.

His eyes fell, and what he was looking at was the direction of Dugu Fang and the others.

But Chen Xixiang didn't move, as if he was waiting, waiting for a sword in the sword forest.

"Juggernaut Dugu Sword ......"

Wait for this person to appear in front of him.

Merely.

Chen Xixiang stood there motionless, but in the eyes of all the martial arts masters in Wushuang City, he looked like a divine dragon and a giant dragon lying in the sky.

The eight-foot body is like a heavenly dome that merges with the sky above everyone's heads, and it is boundless.

Wisps of breath radiated out, like acres of green clouds, shrouded in the sky over the entire Peerless City.

"This is the powerful momentum of the martial arts myth, it's terrifying!"

This momentum pressed on the hearts of all the martial arts masters in this city, making them breathless.

Call~

On a hill outside Wushuang City, where the mountain wind is howling, there is a majestic figure covered in a black robe standing at the peak, and the figure is a man.

And if anyone could see through his mask and see his true face, they would be shocked.

Because this person is the gang leader of the Tianxia Society!

Xiongba actually came to Wushuang City secretly, firstly, he was a little uneasy about Nie Feng, and secondly, he naturally wanted to witness with his own eyes where the imperial court's confidence in wanting to destroy Wushuang City was.

Unexpectedly.

His eyes were like goshawks and hungry wolves, and through the layers of space, he looked at the Shenwu young man above the Wushuang City on the mountain.

My heart was trembling at this time:

"The myth of martial arts, the rumors of the rivers and lakes are true, this person is really an immortal powerhouse in the realm of martial arts mythology!"

Xiongba was shocked by the posture and momentum of Chen Xixiang that he saw at this time.

In the sword forest of the Peerless City.

Facing Chen Xixiang's momentum, he rolled down like a real dragon.

"What to do!"

Dugu Fang, Dugu Ming and others roared in their hearts, and their legs were oppressed by this extremely strong momentum, and they involuntarily softened and wanted to kneel down.

"Is Wushuang City really going to fall today?"

Many masters of Wushuang City who accompanied him were desperate in their hearts.

The coercion and momentum of the man on the heavenly dome are simply not a man, but heaven, earth, and God!

But suddenly, at this moment, the thousands of long swords in the sword forest spontaneously trembled!

Zheng~~

The sound of swords was like the neighing of thousands of dragons, shaking layers of air.

"What a supreme in the world, such a cultivation is really rare through the ages!"

Accompanied by an old man's voice in the sword forest, even with decay in it, came out.

Everyone such as Dugu Fang was ecstatic, and their scalps were numb.

Looked at the past:

"Juggernaut!"

"You've finally appeared."

I saw an old man in white walking out from the depths of the sword forest, covered in tatters, his hair gray and half-white, like a thatch draped over his shoulders.

It is the famous martial arts, known as the sword saint of the Central Plains Three Gods Wushuang City - Dugu Sword.

After he walked out, a pair of old eyes shot through the sky like a sword, and landed on Chen Xixiang's face on the sky, making an indifferent cold voice:

"Since you are the lord of the world, you should be benevolent and righteous, why did you target me Wushuang City for no reason?!"

The sound was like thunder, spreading for dozens of miles, so that everyone in Wushuang City heard it.

"The whole world is not the king's land, I am not a person who is easy to kill, as long as your sword saint is willing to return to the imperial court on behalf of Wushuang City, I will naturally not raise an unknown teacher."

Chen Xixiang seemed to sigh, but the momentum on his body was even more wide-eyed.

At a glance:

"Whether this peerless city is destroyed or immortal, you can choose."

His tone was soft, as if he was deliberately trying to give the Juggernaut a step.

Dugu Fang, Dugu Ming's father and son in the sword forest looked at the old sword saint with a difficult face, and they were also fighting between heaven and man in their hearts.

Truth be told, they're really thinking about it at this point.

"Hehehe......"

The Sword Master raised his head and smiled, and his tone was pale:

"Wushuang City has been standing in Shenzhou for thousands of years, even in the most chaotic times, it has never been attached to any dynasty, your kind old man understands it."

"In that case."

Chen Xixiang was not surprised by this, his tone was calm, and after his words fell.

"I respect your choice."

Rumble!

His footsteps descended, causing the currents to vibrate in all directions.

Then he snorted coldly:

"You draw your sword!"

The sound was like an earthquake in the sky, causing the infinite air currents to fall, as if the mountains were collapsing overhead.

Dugu Fang and Dugu Ming, ordinary peerless and grandmaster-level masters, suddenly screamed, unable to withstand the pressure, and fell to the ground in an instant.

"The old man learned the sword at the age of three, became famous at the age of nine, and created the Holy Spirit swordsmanship, starting from the sword, to the sword twenty-two, I thought that the sword twenty-two had reached the peak of the sword, for the ultimate swordsmanship can achieve, I wanted to defeat the myth and become the highest in the Central Plains, but I didn't want to lose in his hands, and he said that the old man's sword intent has not yet reached the limit, and there should be a sword twenty-three ......"

Juggernaut said so many words in one breath, with some respite:

"For more than ten years, the old man has been comprehending the last sword he said, and finally fully touched the face of this sword a few months ago."

Accompanied by the sound of words.

The sword saint was full of pale and long hair, his head was raised proudly, and a pair of cloudy and decayed eyes were as bright and sharp as two heavenly swords in an instant:

"This sword is the ultimate of the old man's life and swordsmanship, he originally planned to die with the nameless, and now, the old man chooses to die with you!"

The last word "death" exploded in the sky like thunder.

Before Dugu Fang, Dugu Ming and other masters turned their brains, what did the old sword saint mean by dying together.

Airplanes~~~

The void in the sword forest first trembled like the surface of water, and then suddenly froze, as if it had been slapped into a painting.

The grass and trees were silent, and mosquitoes, insects, and birds were hovering in the air.

Whoop!!

Immediately after that, thousands of sword qi fused with a terrifying sword dao primordial god that shook the past and the present, and smashed directly into Chen Xixiang above the sky.

Along the way, layers of void were frozen and solidified!

"That's the old sword saint's sword twenty-three!!"

The grandmother and Mingyue in the city lord's mansion were separated from each other in the sky, and they all changed color after seeing this sword light rushing into the sky.

The sword intent that spans the world and spreads in all directions is conveyed through thousands of zhang.

"This sword has frozen the Qiankun Void!"

The face of the male tyrant in the distance trembled violently, and his eyes were instantly terrified, as if he had seen something terrifying that he had never seen before.

He has never been able to understand what kind of realm the martial arts myth is.

It wasn't until now that I saw the sword of the Sword Master that I finally understood the gap between the top master and the myth.

In just a moment, he understood that if he was under this sword, there would be no chance of survival at all.

Mortal!

The other masters in Wushuang City were also stunned.

Because this may be the first time in their lives that they have seen such a sword.

As soon as the sword came out, all the void flow from the thousand-foot-high heavenly dome of the Sword Forest of the Peerless City stopped.

There's not even an air flow there.

"This is Sword Twenty-Three."

Chen Xixiang's body couldn't move the moment the Sword Saint struck with a sword, as if he was nailed to the Void Scroll.

Under the sword, the universe is silent.

Among them, the various sword path artistic conceptions from the vast vicissitudes of the sword master rushed into his mind first, deducing all kinds of horrors.

Sword One, Sword Two, Sword Three,...... Even Sword Twenty-two, all kinds of sword power were impacting his divine soul.

"It's a pity."

When the void of heaven and earth was stagnant, Chen Xixiang's body was stiff, and only thoughts flowed.

The Sword Master heard the voice of the other party from the heart field, and his tone was neither happy nor sad.

"What a pity?"

The Sword Saint Yuan Shenhua Sword, the one-handed sword finger had already pierced a foot in front of Chen Xixiang.

"Die!"

Although this sword had not yet stabbed Chen Xixiang, the sword qi that diffused from the sky had already cut the void into a black crack like a spider's web.

Click!!

When the Void Dao is cracked.

Suddenly.

The Sword Master saw the person in front of him who should not be able to move, and a terrifying void rift actually appeared around him.

Rumble!

A strong fist intent that shattered the foundation of all things surged out from the body of the person in front of him.

"What?"

At this thousandth of an instant, the old sword saint's primordial spirit was beating wildly, just because he saw the most impossible thing.

Chen Xixiang's body that was frozen in the void actually waved his arm in front of him like lightning at the moment when the sword was about to pierce through it!

Stretch out your five fingers, like holding a tower, and push it over.

Then, the five fingers squeezed violently!

Punch out!

Rumble!

The void in front of him, which was originally stationary, instantly boiled and shattered directly!

At the same time, the thousands of sword qi contained in the sword of the Sword Master all disintegrated, turning into a crazy air flow in the sky, rushing towards the four directions of the void.

The fist intent to smash the mountains and rivers of Qiankun is endless!

It smashed directly on the sword that the Sword Saint Yuan God turned into in front of him.

Thundered!!

Two earth-shattering forces collided in the void in a terrifying way.

The sky above the Peerless City was darkened, and the void cracked like a mirror, dropping space fragments.

In an instant, the sky above Wushuang City instantly became a scene like the collapse of the ancient sky.

Whew!

The earth and the sky shook, and the wind and smoke were stirring.

"It can't be!"

The Genshin of the Sword Master roared.

Feeling the power of the sword that came from the punch in front of him that directly shattered the mountains and rivers, the Qiankun collapsed and the strong fist intent penetrated into his Yuan Shen sword light.

That was after Chen Xixiang completely swallowed a fire qilin, and achieved a great power of Xuangong formed by the fusion of physical body cultivation, true qi cultivation, and divine soul cultivation!

It's a simple fist intent plus strength!

His Yuan Shen sword light was shattered, scattered, and exploded inch by inch!

"Nope! How could the old man's sword twenty-three be defeated!! ”

The sword saint's sword aura roared in the air, with a strong unwillingness.

I don't want to admit that the sword twenty-three that I have cultivated all my life has been broken by someone else's punch!

Rumble!

The strong fist intent and unparalleled power in Chen Xixiang's punch completely penetrated all the inside and outside of the Yuan Shen in the endless roar of the Sword Saint.

In the end, the fist intent passed through the air, piercing the void behind the Sword Saint Yuan Shen.

The primordial spirit of the Sword Saint was shattered between heaven and earth.

He doesn't want to admit it, and he can't!!

This scene, in the eyes of all the martial arts people who paid attention to this battle, was full of horror.

Everyone's in the air.

Even though he knew that this supreme of the world had entered the myth of martial arts, the sword of the Sword Saint, which was also a terrifying sword in the mythical realm, still saw such a scene.

Equivalence.

Chen Xixiang punched and destroyed the Sword Saint and the Sword Twenty-three!