Millennia ago.

The Sword Dao Supreme Blue Emperor of the Continent cultivation world opened the gate of heaven with a sword, entered the Dao with a sword, and stepped into the Nine Realms.

On that day, a kilometer-long giant sword appeared in the sky above Qingdi Mountain.

On that day, a sword light divided the heavens and the earth, and the dazzling sword light illuminated the thousands of rivers and mountains in the Central Region.

On that day, the domineering and heroic singing of Lord Qingdi spread to every corner of the mainland!

"Ten years to sharpen a sword!"

"Raise the wine and ask the sky!"

"How dare you kill the dragon and the phoenix?"

"Laugh at the mountains and rivers!"

......

Today, the Blue Emperor was reborn, and the Heavenly Sword reappeared, but the one sword that broke through the air turned into two swords, and the power is naturally not what it used to be.

Like black cloth cut by a pair of sharp scissors.

The eternal black cloud over Thousand Blades City, along with the rapidly falling magic light, suddenly split in two from the middle.

Two sword marks 100 meters wide and ten miles long appeared in the Thousand Blades City on the ground!

Click!

Hundreds of houses were reduced to ruins under Zhang Qingfeng's sword aura, and thousands of Black Witch clansmen were instantly ground into meat scraps.

Zhang Qingfeng stood in the middle of the street, coldly looking at the Black Witch Clan's master who was rapidly approaching at the end of the sword marks that were shattered by the sword qi and unobstructed, his face was as cold as frost.

"Zhang Qingfeng, you can't run away!"

The voice of the young emperor landed from mid-air, and in all directions of Thousand Blades City, hundreds of thousands of masters of the Black Witch Clan seemed to have received some kind of summons, and began to rush towards the street where Zhang Qingfeng was standing.

"Run?"

Zhang Qingfeng sneered, "Your Majesty, if you want to cover up, in order to kill two living dead people who will never wake up, you don't hesitate to use the power of the whole clan, this price is too great." ”

The voice of the Black Witch Emperor was also indifferent and cold: "The emperor's power is irreversible, the human race and the black witch clan are eternal enemies, I treat each other with courtesy, but the Qing Emperor, you don't know what to do, you bully others, even if you use all the strength of the whole clan, you will be killed by you!"

At this time, the emperor of the Black Witch Clan, and the gentleman who was a humble gentleman before, had long been judged to be like two people, and his words were full of killing intent towards Zhang Qingfeng.

"Okay!" Zhang Qingfeng's voice spread throughout the entire Thousand Blades City, "In that case, let me understand the true strength of the nobles and see if it is the black clouds that cover the blue sky, or whether the blue sky crushes the black clouds!"

The voice was still echoing between heaven and earth, Zhang Qingfeng raised his hand and pointed to the left front, and a thousand meters of sword light rose into the sky, slashing down at the front!

Click!

The dark night made a sound of earth shaking under the crushing of the sword qi, and hundreds of strong people of the Black Witch Clan fell under the sword qi!

"Roar~"

Seeing Zhang Qingfeng's move, the little black dragon let out an exhilarating dragon groan, and its petite body was like an arrow off the string, bursting out in the northwest direction, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Thundered!

Suddenly there was a loud thunder in the sky, and a terrible coercion from the ancient desolation spread silently.

In the lightning and thunder that was bright and dark, a terrifying black dragon two hundred meters long rolled up and down in the clouds, and the huge dragon head opened violently, and a flame hotter than magma fell from the sky-

"Dragon's Breath!"

The flames brought by the dragon's breath burned most of the sky red, and countless masters of the Dark Witch Clan fell under the dragon's breath with screams.

The fat monk didn't know when he took out the 40-meter-long big knife again.

His gaze was to the northeast, where a dozen tall figures were rushing towards him, and the ground shook as the figures rose and fell.

"War Behemoth!"

Four words came to the fat monk's mind.

The witchcraft of the Dark Witch Clan is full of strange spells, in addition to some powerful spells, there is also a group of people who specialize in cultivating the secret methods of cultivating ancient war beasts, and they are also the only race on the continent that has mastered the secret method of controlling war beasts.

Of course, these are just legends, because humans can't enter Thousand Blades City at all, and even if someone does, they can't see the War Behemoth, which is one of the most powerful hole cards of the Dark Witch Clan.

Now, the fat monk has seen it, and the legends are all true.

Looking at the huge figures that were rapidly approaching, the fat monk's eyes burst with light, he took a deep breath, carried the Wanjun knife upside down, and began to run wildly.

With the footsteps of the fat monk running, all the houses and buildings in front of him were all knocked through, and every few steps he ran, there would be a crisp sound of crackling bone joints rubbing in his body, and the body that was nearly two meters tall would grow strangely taller, and when he ran out of thousands of meters, he had grown into a six-meter-tall giant!

This is the true body of Vajra in the fifth volume of the Great Day Vajra Sutra, and it is also the strongest fighting state of the fat monk!

A sword light crossed the night sky like a dazzling full moon, and the body of the war giant beast that rushed to the front was strangely split in two, and it rushed forward for more than a hundred meters before falling to the ground with a bang.

Before the war beast fell to the ground, the fat monk's Wanjun knife had already cut out horizontally, and the two thick legs of the second war beast were all cut in two, and the Wanjun knife cut through an arc, and as the fat monk's body turned, it cut the belly of the third war beast......

The dragon breath in the northwest direction rushed to the sky, and the king Kong in the northeast was angry, and the fat monk Xiao Heilong made a seemingly random move, but in fact, it solved Zhang Qingfeng's worries, allowing him to concentrate all his energy on dealing with more powerful opponents in front of him.

The figure of the young emperor of the Black Witch Clan never appeared.

But as more and more masters of the Dark Witch Clan approached, the dissipated magic light approached again, and it fell on Zhang Qingfeng and the two dragons.

Zhang Qingfeng pinched the sword trick in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, there were thousands of sword qi, and as soon as his hand fell, there were thousands of sword rays, and all the targets locked by the sword light were either dead or injured, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and in less than a stick of incense, tens of thousands of Wu clansmen died under his sword qi.

The death of his companion did not bring panic to the masters of the Dark Witch Clan, but only aroused their murderous intent even more.

Stepping on the corpses of their companions, more Dark Witches rushed over.

Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were cold, the sword finger of his right hand pointed forward, and a sword qi slashed down towards the left front of the largest number of people, but this sword qi did not meet his wishes, it only cut off half, and was set up in the air by a straw man who appeared out of thin air!

At the same time, due east, a purple-red fist appeared, with a radius of 100 meters, like a flying mountain, smashing towards the top of Zhang Qingfeng's head.

Due west, a fifty-meter-long dagger with a sharp sound of breaking through the air stabbed Zhang Qingfeng's soft underbelly.

"Open!"

Zhang Qingfeng's fingers pinched, two sword lights, one left and one right, met the fist and dagger, only to hear two earth-shattering loud sounds, the sword light turned into two crystal star chips dissipated in the air, Zhang Qingfeng's body shook a few times, kicked back seven or eight steps, barely stood firm. The terrifying fist and dagger flew out more than three hundred meters before gradually dissipating after destroying the sword qi.

"Nine Realms?"

Glancing at the straw man holding the giant sword, Zhang Qingfeng's gaze passed through the night and threw himself into the void in the distance, only then did he realize that in the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and north, there was a terrifying aura at some point, and judging from the fluctuation of that breath, they were all powerhouses of the Nine Realms!