"Humph!"

The arrogant old man snorted coldly, and the momentum of his whole body erupted suddenly, and a powerful pressure descended on the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Gate!

The hall masters of the three major sword halls and Shan Yunxiao's faces changed at the same time!

The realm of the gods!

After the birth of an immortal treasure house a hundred years ago, the powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm has not made a move for a hundred years! There has been a generation of people who have not seen the powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm, and everyone speculates that most of this old monster has gone to the Demon Realm, and the dead are already dead, the retreat is retreated, or the retreat is waiting to die!

Because the powerhouses of the realm of the gods have no reason to make a move! They are all preparing for the tribulation, and they have reached this realm, and they don't know what else they want, but they just dream of stepping through that higher realm.

Many of the bigwigs of the God Transformation Realm died directly without even seeing the Heavenly Tribulation, let alone ascending to the Tribulation!

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, the Firmament Hall Master, who had not spoken at first, spoke, "Dare to ask Your Excellency who it is, I don't know what enmity my Ten Thousand Swords Sect has with Your Excellency?"

His sentence of "Your Excellency" lowered his status a little, and the eyes of the other Sword Hall masters were slightly dissatisfied, but they still wanted to hear what kind of grudge the old man had with the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

I saw that after the old man heard the words of the Firmament Hall Master, his expression not only did not ease, but became even more arrogant.

"If you have a grudge, it's just you Cicada Singing Sword Hall, but if you want to interfere...... Let's come along!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, his hands had already formed a diffusion posture, and the aura around his body instantly became violent!

A powerful impact spread out in all directions, and the hall masters of the three major sword halls resisted with their swords, but under this impact, they couldn't hold on to a single breath, and they were repelled nearly a thousand miles away.

Only Shan Yunxiao stood proudly in the void, not only did he not take half a step back, but he didn't even change his complexion.

The three hall masters finally stabilized their figures, calmed down the tumbling qi and blood in their bodies, and looked at the two figures facing each other in the void.

One is tender, the other is old.

The Lord of Heaven Hao held the Haotian Sword in his hand, looking at the proud and tender figure with a heavy face, and couldn't help but admire, "I didn't expect that the cultivation of Master Yunxiao's nephew is already unfathomable, and he can be in danger in the face of such a strong momentum...... But why would Yunxiao's nephew provoke such a strong enemy?"

"Senior Brother Yichen, I can't imagine that Senior Brother Yunxiao was robbed of his sword heart back then, and now he can reach this height, if he can regain his sword heart back then, what realm can he reach now?" Even the female hall master of the Qiankun Sword Hall sighed with a complicated face, and said to the Hao Heavenly Lord, "It seems that ...... Master Yunxiao's nephew has indeed reached that realm!"

Hearing this, the faces of the Hao Heaven Lord and the Firmament Hall Lord were complicated.

"We can't let Yunxiao's nephew face it alone, even if it is wiped out, we must protect the power of my Ten Thousand Swords Gate!"

At this moment, the Firmament Hall Master swung his sword and stood in the direction of the confrontation between the two again.

The Hao Heaven Lord and the Qiankun Hall Lord nodded their heads one after another, and flew towards the battlefield.

As for the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they were all held down by them, and in that level of battle, it was difficult for a disciple to interfere!

"Old fellow, I don't know what kind of enmity you have with us!" Shan Yunxiao stood in the void, looked at the old man opposite, and said unceremoniously.

Since the last time he met Liu Feng, Shan Yunxiao felt that when talking to people who were not polite, he called himself "Lao Tzu" was very imposing!

So after this sentence is finished, I am a little addicted!

When the old man saw Shan Yunxiao standing calmly in the coercion of his own realm, his eyes couldn't help but be a little strange, as if he was a little unexpected, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and went out to the end all the way!

"What's the grudge? haha...... Ask your ancestor to go!"

The old man responded unceremoniously, and several complex handprints were carried on his hands, leading the aura of this space to gather.

"Old fellow, do you think I'm afraid of you!"

As soon as Shan Yunxiao's words fell, he noticed that something was wrong with the aura around him, and the gorgeous long sword in his hand waved, revealing an infinite sword intent, straight into the sky.

Soon, a desolate beast condensed in front of the old man, with horns on its head and hideous fangs, and with a roar, it crashed towards Shan Yunxiao.

"Hmph, dare to be so arrogant with a beast?"

Shan Yunxiao's face remained unchanged, the movements in his hands accelerated, and soon, the space was filled with the sound of cicadas.

Then, the ornate sword began to tremble slightly.

The amplitude of the shaking is much smaller than Shan Yunshang's, and the frequency is much higher than Shan Yunsheng's cicada sword intent!

The sound of the cicada that spread out collided with the desolate beast like this!

The impact force generated by the collision instantly spread, shaking the three Sword Hall Hall Masters who rushed back into the air again, and this time they were directly repelled thousands of miles away.

"Three senior uncles, leave it to me here! Please also ask the three senior uncles to protect me as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, I am here!"

Here I am!

The four words hit the hearts of the three of them like a sedative, and a burst of relief rose in their hearts.

Shan Yunxiao at this moment, where is there still the powerless appearance of facing Liu Feng at the beginning!

I saw that Shan Yunxiao was now holding his chest with one hand, and an infinite sword intent rose in his heart, which was the sword intent that would win, coming from the person he respected most in his life!

Guardian Venerable, your sword intent, I will inherit it!

The hall masters of the three major sword halls retreated one after another, protecting the sky above their respective sword halls, and at the same time looked at the direction of the cicada song sword hall from afar, their eyes burning!

The old man's face that confronted Shan Yunxiao became more and more gloomy at this moment, as if the originally planned thing had been disrupted.

It's just that the gloom only lasted for two breaths, and a ruthless color appeared on that old face!

"Hmph, junior! I said that your Cicada Singing Sword Hall will be removed tonight! Neither of you two brothers will survive!"

The old man drank loudly, and there was a sense of old ginger's cruelty.

Hearing the old man's words, Shan Yunxiao's face suddenly changed.

Brother and sister?

Sister!

"Dare to touch my sister, I will kill you!"

Shan Yunxiao's hair turned white in an instant, silver threads flew, and the sword intent also rose to an unbelievable level.

Almost instantly, Shan Yunxiao had already arrived in front of the old man, a sword was slashed out, the sword intent was locked, and the old man could not avoid it!

The old man's nerves tensed instantly, and he felt an endless chill rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

But the movement in his hand was swift, and soon a black bell was sacrificed!

At the same time, being struck by the gorgeous long sword, the vibration of the cicada's sword intent made the sound of the bell for a long time, and it also shook out a stream of black gas, which spread to the ground with Yu Bo, causing the ground to crack one after another huge cracks.

The ripples swept across the moonlight, and the moon seemed to be distorted, with an eerie black glow.

"Demon energy, you dare to use demon things?"

Shan Yunxiao's voice was unexpectedly frightened.

The war between the human race and the demon race lasts for thousands of years, and both sides will inevitably capture each other's items.

The magic weapon full of demonic energy, the human race will destroy it as soon as it is obtained, and will not use it.

Because that magic weapon is full of demonic energy, when the human race uses it, it will inevitably be corroded by its demonic energy, and if the mind is eroded, the will will will disintegrate, fall into the devil's way, and kill people will become instinct!

Therefore, let alone someone using it, it is difficult to even see it.

Now, seeing this item full of demonic energy, how could Shan Yunxiao not be shocked in his heart?