"Sword Emperor, Zi Wuji. Looking at the person who came dressed in a unique purple dress, Liu Ming immediately recognized the identity of the other party, his face was a little ugly, and said.

"Zi Wuji, damn it, why is he here?" Wu Dizun's ghost old man and Bai Shi also looked at the person who came, and cursed in their hearts, this guy didn't come early, he didn't come late, but he appeared when he was dividing the treasure, if anyone met it, they wouldn't be happy.

"Brother Zi, for the sake of this dragon, a few of us have paid a lot of price!" The ghost old man stood in the void of the night in a black-clothed robe, and he was also covered with colors, and Ying Long, who was transformed into the body of a heavenly snake, spit out a ray of light and scratched his left arm, but overall it was not seriously injured, and a pair of dark pupils looked at Zi Wuji with fear, and said coldly.

At this moment, he thought to himself, if ordinary people appeared at this moment, it would be okay, and he would kill him casually, but why, it was, it was Zi Wuji?

Zi Wuji, the junior disciple of the head of the contemporary Zixiao Sect, is the loudest number one genius of the Zixiao Sect in the past thousand years, in just a few decades, he has cultivated to the Martial Emperor, his talent is high, and his background is deep, and his cultivation does not need to be much weaker.

And the Zixiao Sword Dictionary he cultivated was even more prestigious. Known as unparalleled in combat power, you can challenge beyond the level, and rarely meet opponents within the same level.

In fact, according to his understanding, after Zi Wuji's cultivation was successful three years ago, he began to go down the mountain to fight in the world's famous places, and after more than 200 battles, large and small, there was no shortage of masters with the same name as himself, no matter whether it was good or evil, he had never been defeated so far.

This is also the reason why he is jealous, but it is impossible for him to easily divide the meat that he has worked so hard to get to his mouth.

Therefore, although the ghost old man was very jealous of Zi Wuji, he still said in a hoarse voice. His meaning is obvious, this dragon was subdued by a few of us at a huge price, if you want dragon skin, you can, you show sincerity first.

When Zi Wuji heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "Ghost old man, you said that if it is rumored on the mainland tomorrow that there is a Ying Long who has survived the Thunder Tribulation and is about to collapse into the Holy Rank, will it cause a shock in the cultivation world?"

"Are you threatening us, aren't you afraid that there will be one less Sword Emperor in this world tonight?" Wu Dizun was also jealous of him, but when he heard this, he heard the threat of Zi Wuji, and knew that he wanted to empty the glove white wolf's idea, and he was naturally unwilling to do this, so he divided a piece of the meat into his mouth, he said coldly.

At the same time, he glanced at Bai Shi Liuming, and estimated in his heart that the ghost old man was as famous as himself, and he had more or less a little bit of ability, and after adding the two of them, he felt that he was still somewhat sure that he would leave Zi Wuji behind.

And after receiving Wu Dizun's signal, Liu Ming and Bai Shi did not hesitate at all, and immediately stood up and looked at Zi Wuji coldly.

They also heard the threat of Zi Wuji, and they were not willing to just divide the meat they had worked so hard to get out like this, and after receiving Wu Dizun's eyes, they naturally didn't hesitate too much, they just stepped out at the same time and stood with Wu Dizun.

And the ghost old man didn't need to say, although he didn't expect Zi Wuji to answer like this, but whoever this matter is, no one will easily separate a piece of the meat that reaches his mouth.

He didn't speak, but his gaze was directed at Zi Wuji, and a faint killing intent had locked him.

Zi Wuji's expression froze, feeling the killing intent on the ghost old man's body, and the breath of Wu Dizun, Liu Ming, and Bai Shi on the other side, he opened his mouth softly, and said, "I want to see if I am qualified, let's share some soup and drink by your side!" He swept his gaze over the four ghost old men, and then said: "Then come! I also want to see if you are qualified to share a share with me." ”

Night, pitch black. The moment Zi Wuji's words fell, a faint purple halo suddenly lit up around him, and only to hear the sound of "snort", the long sword flew out, and a dazzling purple light burst out, and it was a three-foot-long purple sword, slowly levitating out and landing in front of Zi Wuji.

"Good sword. Wu Dizun looked at the sword in front of Zi Wuji, only to feel that the dazzling purple light overflowed from the sword body with a cold sword intent, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

A cyan flame appeared in his eyes, staring at the purple sword in front of Zi Wuji, and said.

"...... Bondage"

And the ghost old man may be worried about what will happen to Ying Long's side, first an iron chain appeared in his hand, and in a low shout, he threw it towards Ying Long, only then turned around, took out a pair of black gloves, put them in his hand, and stared at Zi Wuji.

On the ground, I don't know what the iron chain was made of, but I saw it falling from the sky and turning into dozens of chains, and a terrible dragon roar sounded, and those who lost their combat power underground were tied.

"Whew......"

As if he was bound to pain, Ying Long rolled his body on the ground, and the uneven earth was stirred up by the dust between it rolling, and it lasted for a long time.

And at the same time that Ying Long was in pain, a weapon also appeared in Liu Ming's white stone's hand, Liu Ming held a cyan spear in one hand, and a dragon faintly appeared between the operation of spiritual power, emitting a hideous dragon roar.

The white stone one proposes a lamp, and the white flame beats on the wick, illuminating the radius of a hundred miles into daylight.

In comparison, the black gloves of this ghost old man who cultivated to a higher level were a little more ordinary.

However, no one dared to underestimate those gloves because of this.

The Black Cloud Glove, which was refined from the tiger palm of the Holy Beast Black Cloud Tiger, was a real Saint-level demon beast, and even the Martial Saint did not dare to underestimate it.

"Go..."

Seeing that several people took out their weapons, Wu Dizun didn't talk nonsense, so he took the lead in making a move, and with a low shout, he saw countless cyan flames ignite from the void out of thin air, and they rushed towards the direction of Zi Wuji under the command of Wu Dizun.

Sneer......

The cyan flames made a snorting sound in the air, and the power contained in the cyan flames was extremely terrifying, and before he reached the body of Zi Wuji, he felt that the temperature around him had suddenly risen to a blank height, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and with a slight lift of his hand, the purple sword suspended in front of him appeared in his hand, and the moment his hand touched the sword, a strong coercion flowed from Zi Wuji's body, and he saw his body turn into a streamer and burst out, and a low angry shout rolled out of his throat, but it was a powerful martial art。

"The purple sword is bright, and the prosperity is unlimited"

The low voice and the brilliance lit up at the same time, but when he saw Zi Wuji raise his hand, a powerful sword skill danced, and in an instant, he saw pieces of gorgeous purple light flashing out between heaven and earth, emitting an extremely dazzling brilliance, like the scorching sun in the sky, emitting a thousand feet of purple light, shooting towards the eight points.

"Eightfold sword intent. The dazzling purple light made Wu Dizun a little uncomfortable, he half-squinted, and felt that his cyan flames were rapidly dissipating in the purple light, and said softly.

However, as soon as his words fell, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came to his heart, he shook violently, his half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a flash of light, and a fierce sword intent was shooting towards him at a rapid speed. That sword intent was hidden in the midst of thousands of rays of light, and it was so fast that when he found it, he had already come to him, and before he had time to think, he instinctively dodged to the right, and then dodged when the sword intent was so fast that he could tear through his clothes.

"The purple dragon ascends to heaven, and the proud sword is immortal. ”

However, now that he has made a move, Zi Wuji will not give up easily. When Wu Dizun was able to dodge that sword intent and stabilize his body, a soft shout sounded in the heavens and the earth, but it was Zi Wuji When that sword intent failed, the second move that had been brewed had already been formed and issued.

Immediately, I saw that in the purple light, the purple Wuji human sword was separated, the sword was on top, and the person was below, turning into two purple lights, leaving a deep purple mark between heaven and earth, and striking at Wu Dizun.

"The purple dragon ascends to heaven, and the proud sword is immortal. ”

The speed of these two purple lights was extremely fast, and when the sound reached Wu Dizun's ears, they had already surrounded Wu Dizun one by one.

Zi Wuji appeared below, a sharp sword aura emanated from all around his body, and the eightfold sword intent seemed to be able to turn him into a peerless sword, and the incomparable sword qi swept around his body, he was like a sword that could pierce the golden cracking stone, with the sharpness of tearing space, and the purple sword that appeared on Wu Dizun's head that could tear the purple mang of space, it was a flank attack on Wu Dizun, attacking.

"Ghost old man, help me. A loud startled shout came out of Wu Dizun's mouth, feeling the sharp aura of the purple sword below and the purple sword above, Wu Dizun's face changed greatly, and he wanted to dodge again, but he was in the middle of the two fierce qi. At this moment, he couldn't help himself, but an invisible aura was generated by the confrontation between two sharp qis, and Wu Dizun, who was in the center, was firmly locked in where, so that he couldn't get out of his body for a while.

Therefore, seeing the offensive coming up and down Zi Wuji, in the middle of his life, Wu Dizun couldn't care about the dignity of the strong, and asked the ghost old man for help.

The battle situation is changing in an instant, the ghost old man Liu Ming Baishi and the others didn't plan to let Wu Dizun make a move alone, nor did they plan to fight alone with Zi Wouji, but they were stabbed in the eyes by Zi Wouji's move Purple Sword Shengguang, so they paused for a moment, and it was this pause, and when they came back to their senses, they saw that in the sky and on the ground, one person and one sword exuded a sword intent that was enough to tear the sky, and the whole-for-tat confrontation between the needle and the edge, and the cyan spiritual power in circles turned into cyan defenses, which was firmly guarding Wu Dizun inside。

"Whew...", he exhaled a cold breath, and this discovery suddenly startled the three ghost old men.