Chapter one hundred and ninety-one sword lord earth, shattered in the sky

After a while, a figure in a green shirt walked up the floor, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Ji Zi has seen the violent general!"

Storm Kite didn't look back, he didn't agree with this person's politics, and not keeping him away was the most suitable behavior he could make. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Storm Kite looked at the blood-colored dagger on the wall and said, "I don't know what Su Xiang is here late at night, why do you have to do it?"

The young man in the green shirt was not unhappy at all, came to the side of the violent kite, stared at the dagger, and sighed lightly: "I heard that the violent general collected the weapons of the strong enemy on the first floor, Ji Zi yearned for it and wanted to see it, so he came without telling him, and I hope that the violent general will forgive me and forgive me." ”

The young man in the green shirt paused slightly, and said, "This dagger is thought to be made from the fangs of the Blood Earl, and it can be regarded as a high-grade spiritual weapon." ”

Storm Kite frowned slightly, he didn't like to talk to these literati, he spoke around the bush, to the point, but he didn't want to explain it thoroughly, so that people like him might not understand if they wanted to break their heads, and Storm Kite was irritable. But it didn't show it, his expression was as usual, and the violent kite said: "Yes, this blade is made of the fangs of the blood clan powerhouse of the eighth realm, and no others have been added, it can be worthy of entering the realm of the top grade, and this blade kills the enemy, the wound is difficult to heal, and the blood does not stop." If there is no strong cultivation to suppress it, the monks under the fifth realm will only be lightly rubbed by this blade, and they will definitely fall. ”

The young man in the green shirt nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Immediately, the young man picked up his steps, came to a dark blue long sword, and asked, "Then what is?"

Storm Kite looked as usual, even if he didn't know why this person was here, if it was just to admire the weapons here, or if there was some other purpose. But he still has to say it after all, as long as he responds to all changes with the same, as soon as he thought of this, the violent kite walked over, came to the long sword, and said: "This sword is four feet and seven inches, the whole body is blue, contains highly poisonous, and is a high-grade second-realm spiritual weapon." Cast with the bones of an alien poisonous dragon heavenly vein, under the six realms, if you touch it, you will die!"

"Very nice. ”

The young man in the green shirt bowed slightly, turned around and walked away, looked at a divine weapon, and said casually: "I met Ren Tu in the secret world. ”

The body of the violent kite was shocked, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Ren Tu?"

Looking at the light and breezy figure, a chill rose in the heart of the storm kite, is this the purpose of his coming here? He didn't know. However, that real name did make him change color slightly, Ren Tu had killed one of his clones back then, and defeated him on the battlefield. He has not let go of this matter all these years.

He was looking forward to seeing them on the battlefield again!

The face of the storm kite returned to normal, and the battle intent in his heart rose majestically.

"Huh, this is ......."

Suddenly, the young man in green shirt who was walking in front paused and looked at a place, where on the wall, there was a broken broken sword, the hilt of the sword was seven inches long, and the sword body was only five inches, but on this broken sword, it exuded an extremely sharp edge.

Where the broken sword was broken, there were traces of blood, but it did not dry up.

Those few drops of blood were golden, and when you looked at them, it seemed as if there were monks chanting sutras, driving out all darkness.

When he came to the broken sword, the young man in the green shirt had a cold face and did not speak.

"This is a mortal sword. ”

Storm Kite Road. Looking at the broken sword that exuded a sharp edge, he yearned for it, and said: "There was once the strongest man in the world who used this sword to kill a supreme Buddha, and the strength of the owner of this sword made me wait for it to be able to carry it." ”

The storm kite turned his head, looked at the young man in green shirts, and suddenly found his cold face, slightly stunned, and said, "Su Xiang?"

The young man woke up, looked at the sword again, and said, "This is not that person's sword!"

The voice of the young man is firm and loud.

The Storm Kite's eyes narrowed slightly, his voice raised slightly, and said, "Oh? Su Xiang knows the master of this sword? Back then, the Storm Kite picked up this sword in the Eighth Mountain, it didn't have any edge, if it weren't for the Storm Kite's extraordinary fighting spirit, maybe it would have missed it." ”

"More than 700 years ago, I waited with that person. ”

The young man in the green shirt said, his eyes were obscure.

"What?

The violent kite's expression changed drastically, and he exhaled loudly. He knew that the master of this sword was definitely not human, but he didn't expect it to be that person. That man died that year, I don't know how much killing intent it caused, and the blood flowed like a river, and the corpses and bones were all over the field.

That man is a taboo, and he cannot be named!

The young man in the green shirt bowed his head and said, "And this sword, if I am not mistaken, should be his hand when he is the strongest." ”

"Hmm!"

Storm Kite's expression returned to normal, even though it was extremely shocked. He wanted to open his mouth and ask about the events of the year, after all, when that person worshiped the mountain mansion, he had already left, and he didn't have any intersection.

However, when the storm kite wanted to speak, the mutation was shocked!

Recite!!

The broken sword on the wall in front of the two of them vibrate, and the sword roared into the sky.

In the entire Pingyang City, the sword roared into the sky suddenly, and the edge shocked the Quartet.

All the sword-shaped weapons were trembling.

In the Tibetan Arsenal, the sword groaned, and the young man in green shirt and the violent kite glanced at each other.

The content of an ancient book came to the minds of the two, and suddenly the two of them changed color and exclaimed:

"Sword Lord Earth, Destroy the Firmament!"

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The Imperial City of Korea, the central hall.

A man dressed in the robes of the Nine Dragons Emperor put his hands behind his back, looking at this picturesque country with an indifferent expression.

At the man's waist, he wore a long sword, the scabbard was coiled, and the imperial spirit rose. Suddenly, the long sword trembled, and it was unsheathed for three points.

Phew!

The sword soared into the sky, and the emperor's qi suddenly shook.

"Humph!"

The man's face changed slightly, and when he snorted coldly, the sword was sheathed and returned to normal.

"Sword Lord Earth, Shatter the Firmament?"

The man muttered, looking at the entire city where the sword shook the sky, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, a golden five-clawed golden dragon rushed out of the dragon-robed man's body, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Rise!!

The thick and majestic roar shook in all directions, and the golden dragon meandered, swimming in the clouds of luck above the central hall, sometimes roaring, and the momentum was amazing.

The golden dragon of luck closed its eyes and crawled in the clouds.

In front of the main hall, King Han's face was as usual, he knew that those people would come to explain to him, and they also knew what to do!

After half a pillar of incense, a figure galloped over, and the person who came to the ground fell to the ground, bowed down and bowed: "Weichen Qin Tianjian is visiting the emperor!"

"What's going on?" said King Han with an indifferent face.

The person who came bowed again, his face was solemn, and he muttered: "Sword Tomb Mutation!"

Swish!

Emperor Han suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes opened and closed, the royal spirit burst out, and the weather was terrifying.

Above the main hall behind him, the golden dragon of luck opened his eyes angrily and roared in the sky!

Rise!!

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The Nine Heavens of the Korean Realm, the next day, a sword heaven!

One Sword Heaven, the second heaven in the Nine Heavens of the Han Realm, in this heaven and earth, everyone in the world is proud of sword cultivation, so the One Sword Heaven is the one with the most sword cultivation in the Han Realm.

And the sword of the sky, and the Dugu vein is the sharpest!

The sword of the Dugu family is the first sword in the world!

It is rumored that the ancestor of the Sword Domain of the Seventh Mountain is from the Dugu family.

In the middle of the sword sky, there is a thousand-zhang peak, like a long sword, piercing the sky! And here, is the clan land of the Dugu family.

And here, it is also one of the nine entrances for Yijian Tian to enter the eighth mountain.

The peak mortal realm area, this place is the place where the monks under the Dugu Three Realms practice, and when the monks break through the fourth realm, they have to leave this place. And here, there are several Seventh Realm Transmission Elders, who are leading these mortal realm monks to practice and guiding the maze.

At this moment, in the martial arts training ground in the mortal realm, there is a competition!

"Dang!"

The young man's blood was at his peak, and the bladeless broadsword in his hand was chopped down, the sword collided with the sword, and the metallic sound sounded and roared endlessly.

The opponent's long sword was slashed away, and the tiger's mouth suddenly cracked.

Call!

A wind galloped by, and the broadsword came to a sudden halt at the man's neck, the edge looming.

The man's face was pale, he smiled bitterly, and said, "Crazy junior brother, your sword is too domineering. The senior brother bowed to the wind. ”

The young man put away his sword and turned to leave. Suddenly, the crowd dispersed, and a straight avenue suddenly appeared, and the young man walked out of this avenue indifferently, carrying a broadsword.

The crowd was silent, looking at the figure in horror, not daring to raise their voices.

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