Death is the end of all living things. Long life like a dragon, as strong as a human king, and can't escape the rules of death. However, from the moment the teenager opened his eyes, this rule was broken.

Lin Yun, when it comes to this name, no one knows. Even those who know have been drowned in the long river of the times. However, when it comes to his other name, it has been famous for centuries. That's the Sword King.

Maybe it's because he's the only one who turns into a sword and becomes a king with a sword, maybe it's because he dominates the world and has unparalleled swordsmanship, or maybe it's because of his remarkable record, in short, everyone in the world only knows the sword king, and doesn't dare to name it. Gradually, people forgot that the Sword King was Lin Yun, and Lin Yun was the Sword King. And in the crystal coffin, it is the most primitive body of the Sword King. It is precisely because of this body that the fallen Sword King broke the eternal rules, and when the Proud Mountain Villa was on the verge of destruction, he finally woke up from the eternal seal.

The gate of the Proud Villa.

"Lei Jingzhai, this seat will give you one last chance, as long as you promise to surrender to me, I can make your arrogant villa a hall of its own, and I can also let you be the hall master. Sikong Changqing said lightly.

"I don't think there's any need for that. The young man in black said disdainfully, holding his chest and squinting at the Proud Villa, "The dignified young master of the Proud Villa can't even catch my two swords." It's so disappointing. The inheritance of the Sword King seems to be nothing more than that. It's better to just kill them. ”

"Since Childe said so, it's okay. Sikong Changqing raised his hand, "Kill them." ”

Batian Zhengzong, Tiger Fist Sect and other strong people of other factions stood up one after another to show that they would not interfere. Hundreds of disciples of the Moon Washing Sword Sect responded with a bang. Surrounded the people of the arrogant villa, and the swords faced each other. The disciples of the arrogant villa also drew their swords one after another, knowing that they were invincible, but they were unwilling to wait for death after all, and were willing to fight to the end.

At this moment of tension, Lei Jingzhai slowly stood up and looked at them. The people of the Moon Washing Sword Sect are like a great enemy, although the arrogant mountain villa has declined, it is a force that has been inherited through the ages after all, and no one can ignore it. Even the black-clothed young man who had previously disdained him and Sikong Changqing, the strongest person present, were also closely watching his every move.

Under the attention of everyone, Lei Jingzhai lifted the object in his hand, which was a jade flute. It seems to be ordinary and unremarkable. Then, a mouthful of blood sprayed on it, and Lei Jingzhai's wrinkled face looked even older. However, his expression seemed very happy, or rather, a little crazy. The blood-stained jade flute suddenly began to emit a green glow, brighter and hotter. In the end, Lei Jingzhai had to let go, and his palms were full of burnt marks. The jade flute did not fall, but rose and stopped in mid-air. Radiating a dazzling light.

"Divine soldier!" the young man in black blurted out, his eyes blazing. With his identity, he is also extremely eager for divine soldiers. Not only him, but also the people of Sikong Changqing, Batian Zhengzong, Tiger Fist Gate, Open-air Cave, and Wind and Rain Cliff all looked at it in surprise, their eyes full of longing.

Although the jade flute came out of his hand, Lei Jingzhai was not in a hurry at all. Hearing the words of the young man in black, Lei Jingzhai spoke disdainfully: "You are wrong. It is not a divine soldier. ”

"No way. Flying out of thin air, shining in all directions, isn't it a divine soldier? And it seems that it doesn't want to recognize you as its master, so it will leave you. Being able to be the master of oneself, such spirituality, even among the divine soldiers, is a rare existence. The others nodded in agreement. For Yu Xiao, the desire in my heart is even more urgent.

Lei Jingzhai raised his head proudly: "The arrogant mountain villa has been inherited through the ages, as a hole card, will it only be a mere divine soldier?"

"What do you mean......"

So the person looked up at Yu Xiao at the same time, with an expression of disbelief.

"Wang Bing. The young man in black muttered to himself, and the place of hundreds of people was silent. Suddenly, Sikong Changqing's figure flickered, and he had already appeared next to the jade flute. Elder Wu, who was the Orthodox Sect, also appeared almost at the same time. As soon as Sikong Changqing stretched out his hand, he was about to hold the jade flute in his hand. Elder Wu slashed over with a palm and opened his hand. Others reported one after another, the Tiger Fist Gate, the open-air cave, the wind and rain cliff, the young man in black, and even some other people also flew up and rushed straight towards the jade flute.

"Look for death. Sikong Changqing let out a thunderous roar, and a punch was struck, accompanied by a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, rushing towards Elder Wu like a tide. Elder Wu's face changed rapidly, and he didn't dare to stand up to his edge after all. You can only fly back. However, other people also caught up, the person from the Tiger Fist Gate was a bearded, staring at the eyes as big as a cow, and he also clenched his fist and struck out, a tiger roared, like a tiger descending the mountain, and even people flew over with their fists, if Sikong Changqing did not return to visit, this punch was bound to smash in his heart. The back heart is the key point of the human body, even if Sikong Changqing is a congenital master, he does not dare to let people hit him unscrupulously. Helpless, he could only turn around, stretched out his right arm, held the bearded fist in his hand, and his eyes flashed, and he was about to break it. Fortunately, at this time, Zhu Guanhao of the Wind and Rain Cliff appeared in time, raised his hand and a dart appeared, like a rain of stars, and went straight to the face of Sikong Changqing. The people in the open hole took advantage of the situation to stop the young man in black. The two swords exchanged swords, not giving an inch. Elder Wu also quickly joined the battle group to prevent other Moon Washing Sword Sect disciples from taking advantage of the situation. Because they all knew that the Moon Washing Sword Sect present was the strongest, and once Wang Bing was taken away by the Moon Washing Sword Sect, the others would have no chance at all.

Lei Jingzhai sneered and glanced at the fierce battle group, and then whispered to the disciples behind him: "Look at my gesture later, as soon as I make a move, you will break through with the situation." I'll find a way to contain them, you take Renault with you, run as far as you can. ”

"Master, let's stay. We have been brought up by your master since we were children, and now it's time for us to repay you. ”

"Yes, master, the Proud Villa can't live without you. ”

"Master, if you take your junior brother away, we will drag them to the death. ”

Lei Jingzhai shook his head: "I'm already old, and the future of the Proud Mountain Villa depends on you." Remember, after you escape, you must support each other, love each other, and continue the inheritance of your ancestors. Speaking of which, it can already be regarded as a last word.

The battle over there is getting more and more intense, and several masters have been completely strangled together. The young man in black has the weakest cultivation, and he has just entered the master realm, but with his superb swordsmanship and ruthless methods, he is on par with the old master, Qi Changqing in the open-air cave. Elder Wu took more than a dozen masters from other sects, and also dragged hundreds of disciples of the Moon Washing Sword Sect. And the most fierce battle is Sikong Changqing. As the only great master of the innate realm present, he is almost a master who is pressing the peak of the two masters. For the sake of Wang Bing, several people made a series of killings, leaving no room for improvement.

Above the place where they fought, the green and brilliant jade flute suddenly let out a whining sound, sharp and piercing, and there were bursts of ripples in the air, spreading like a layer of water, "Ah......" Many people covered their ears and let out a miserable scream. But the screams of hundreds of people could not hide the whining sound. The light of the jade flute became brighter and brighter, the whining sound became more and more sharp, and even the jade flute began to tremble, and the ripples in the air were almost visible to the naked eye. Layer after layer, if it was water ripples at the beginning, then now it's a tsunami. Most of the hundreds of people loosened their weapons and rolled on the ground in pain with their ears clutched. Everyone stopped fighting, and the bearded, black-clothed young man, Zhu Guanhao, Elder Wu, Lei Jingzhai, Qi Changqing, and a few dozen others stood. However, they also frowned, and later they even meditated and exercised to resist the sound of the flute.

Only Sikong Changqing was present and could still stand there safely. At this time, instead of having an uncomfortable expression, he was extremely excited: "Just self-defense has such power, even the master realm is difficult to resist, if I accept it to attack, the innate realm, who else will be my opponent." Even if it's a real person, I can fight. Thinking of this, the innate true qi spread all over the body, facing the sound of the flute, step by step. The closer you get to the jade flute, the greater the resistance in the air. The slower he moved, the more he walked, the sweat beaded on his forehead, and his face turned red. This is a sign of extreme luck. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and his figure instantly shifted sideways. A black sword light streaked across where he had been. If he hadn't avoided it just now, even if he hadn't been cut in two, he would have been seriously injured. "Innate combat skills!" Sikong Changqing turned around, as expected, it was the young man in black. In the face of Wang Bing's temptation, no one was willing to back down. Even if it is a nominal companion, it is an opponent who cannot tolerate life and death.

However, what was unexpected was that the black sword light just now was just on top of the jade flute. It's like an enraged king. In an instant, the green light of the jade flute skyrocketed, and the whining sound in the air turned into the roar of an animal, "Hiss-". Sikong Changqing couldn't stay in the sky anymore, his body retreated sharply, and he involuntarily took a few steps back after landing. A trace of blood oozed from the ear. That's not all, the jade flute slowly turned, the mouth of the pipe was facing the young man in black, a powerful qi that swept the world and swept the eight desolations shrouded that direction, drop by drop of cold sweat flowed down the forehead of the young man in black, and the fear that he had never had climbed up his face, devoured his heart, and penetrated his soul. As if being pressed hard by hundreds of millions of catties of mountains, every bone in his body was aching and creaking. Finally, an extremely intense green light erupted from the mouth of the jade flute pipe and shot towards the man in black in fear.

"Ancestor save me. The young man in black erupted into a roar before he died, and blood spurted out from his eyes, ears, nose, tongue and mouth at the same time, and the blood was pervasive, turning into a huge black and red strange shadow. Hazy, only a pair of tyrannical eyes are clearly visible. Facing the flying green light, the strange shadow "quack" laughed strangely, and a big hand as black as ink directly wrapped the green light. The green light flashed, and the black hand disappeared with the green light, and the strange shadow didn't care, and with a strange laugh again, it suddenly flew into the sky, drifting away, and the whole sky was covered with black clouds, like the end of the world. Then it quickly gathered, enveloping the jade flute like a tide. In the pitch-black black sea, the jade flute hissed continuously, and the surrounding air was even more turbulent, and the green light rushed left and right like a huge wave, fighting fiercely with the black sea. However, in the end, the green light shrank smaller and smaller, and the Black Sea became more and more caged. In the end, only less than a meter of space was left around, and the light became dimmer and dimmed, like a candle flame in the wind, in danger.

"Grandmaster projection. Below, Lei Jingzhai looked at the black sea in despair. "Proud Villa, it's really going to die. ”

The young man in black was lying on the ground, looking at the air, bleeding from the seven holes, not only was he not worried, but he was excited, "The old ancestor is powerful. Invincible. A broken flute, and dare to do it in front of the ancestor. Even if the Sword King is alive, when he encounters the ancestor, he will be scared of the ass urine. Po Xiao, go back with me honestly, no, the old ancestor will break you to pieces and let you go down to accompany your dead ghost master, the Sword King. ”

As if echoing his words, the waves of the Black Sea swelled, impacting the jade flute. The jade flute let out a muffled chirping sound, as if it couldn't hold on, and the green light was even fainter, almost faintly visible. Everyone can foresee that it will not take long for the jade flute to be completely eroded by the Black Sea and controlled by others. Although he was unwilling, in the face of the grandmaster's projection, no one thought of resisting. In the entire battlefield, only the arrogant laughter of the young man in black continued to echo, and what accompanied him was the wailing sound of the jade flute.

"What did you just say?" a figure suddenly came out, interrupting the arrogant shouting of the man in black. Everyone looked back, and a young man with a pale face stood at the gate of the Proud Villa. Although he looked uncultivated and very weak, as soon as he appeared, a chill that froze through his heart appeared out of thin air, and even the innate powerhouse Sikong Changqing shivered.

In mid-air, the jade flute suddenly erupted with unprecedented light, with a loud sound, and there was a muffled snort in the black sea, obviously suffering relatively much damage. Then, the jade flute turned into a green light, penetrating the Black Sea directly. Before everyone could react, he floated directly in front of the young man. In an instant, the world changed dramatically.