Martial arts immortals, Taoist Yang gods, stepping into these two realms, they will transcend the limitations of people, have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and have a long life span of 10,000 years.

Such a cultivator is an immortal, lofty, otherworldly, and almost invincible.

However, when the way of killing the sword reaches its peak, no one can stop it, and the gods can also be killed!

Sword Eight "Zhu Immortals", the strongest sword used by the White Emperor to kill the Blood Emperor.

After disappearing for tens of thousands of years, it is now in the hands of Song Yun!

A sword crosses the sky, and the heavens and the earth tremble!

The sword light was awe-inspiring, unstoppable, and even Po Qi's ninefold defensive move, with the momentum of killing, pierced straight into his chest!

"I ......"

Qi's face stiffened slightly, and he looked down at the long sword that pierced into his left chest, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

It has been 40,000 years, and he has been invincible in the world for 40,000 years.

For the first time, someone broke through his defenses head-on and pierced his heart.

This feeling is extremely strange and painful.

The vast amount of qi and blood in his body surged up, trying to repair the serious injury, but was blocked by the bronze long sword.

Only then did Qi react, roared angrily, and threw a heavy punch, hitting Song Yun in the chest.

Poof, Song Yun vomited blood, his chest was sunken, and he retreated dozens of feet away with his sword.

His black hair gradually turned white as frost and snow, and wrinkles and yellowish age spots began to appear on his face.

Originally in his twenties, he now looks like he is 100 years old.

The sword of "Zhu Immortal" surpassed his existing realm and drained almost all the life force in his body.

This situation was extremely bad, not much better than that of the badly battered emperor opposite.

But Song Yun laughed, and his laughter was full of happiness.

"Sword slashing immortals, fast!"

Qi Leng snorted, "Don't be too happy, my vitality is endless, how can I be afraid of your sword-"

Before he could finish speaking, his face changed completely.

In the eyes that had just recovered, there was a deep sense of fear-

Song Yun's sword, the sword qi invaded his limbs and hundreds of remains, annihilating a large amount of vitality and causing serious damage.

Originally, there was still salvation, and Qi's vitality was far more tenacious than that of ordinary immortals.

However, a large number of dark shadow fragments followed!

The breath of death and decay took root in his body in an instant, constantly devouring and spreading wildly.

This is no longer something that can be solved by cutting off one right hand.

Qixiong's strong body began to tremble, and all his strength was suppressing these black shadow fragments, but to little effect.

Soon he lost even the strength to stand, and crouched down weakly, his chest struggling to fall together.

Da, da, da.

Song Yun leaned on the ground with his sword and slowly walked in front of Qi's body.

Qi listened to the footsteps, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only slowly raise his head and stare at this "old opponent who has known each other for tens of thousands of years", with an extremely complicated expression.

Fear, unwillingness, anger......

"Song Xuan, I imagined countless possibilities, but I didn't expect this one—you actually want to die with me!"

Qi's perception was still there, and he could see at a glance that Song Yun had run out of oil and couldn't live long.

His mind was full of puzzlement.

"You have been dormant for tens of thousands of years, you could have continued to live well, why do you do this......"

"Together? You think beautifully, my days are still long. Song Yun shook his head and slowly raised the bronze long sword.

"Be merciful!" Nangong Shuo flew over again, wanting to save people, but was forced back by Song Yun at a glance.

Nangong Shuo could feel that even if this white-clothed swordsman was dying, he still had the strength to kill the Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortals with one sword!

What's more, in Qi's mouth, this person is not Song Lan, but Song Xuan, the number one swordsman in Great Xia!

Nangong Shuo silently stepped aside, and actually pondered.

Song Yun continued to look at Qi and said lightly: "You and I are not enemies in the first place, but unfortunately, in the battle for the road, you will die and I will die." ”

"Jia Xuan hates you to the core, and I should take revenge on behalf of my friends."

Kai wants to stifle the potential of all the people in the world and achieve absolute centralization and domination of one person.

Song Yun needed a large number of strong people to help deal with the Heavenly Demons and Heavenly Demons.

The path chosen by the two has conflicted, and neither is willing to compromise.

Then there must be a life and death.

"The situation of the Heavenly Demons and Heavenly Demons, you know better than me, how can human beings defeat it?"

Kai Chang sighed and said with regret, "If I can control everything, there will be no problems, it's a pity ......"

Song Yun didn't answer, held the sword in both hands, and slashed hard.

Whew - the sword light flashed at the head of the city.

Kai's head rolled off his body.

Inside and outside the city, more than 100,000 people were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and there was a dead silence in an instant!

Song Yun carried the emperor's head, raised it high, and shouted at the 100,000 troops under the city:

"The Emperor is dead!"

From today on, there is no emperor in the world!

The emperor is gone, and there is no need to fight any more.

The 100,000-strong army lost its soul and stood in place for a while.

The Shanhe Ding and the Human Emperor Sword had no owner, and immediately the light was restrained and fell to the ground.

The Sanmen gang finally dragged on to the end, and at this moment they were exhausted and collapsed to the ground, but they all had smiles on their faces.

They won!

In the face of the invincible supreme in the world, even the Heavenly King has fallen, and everyone is desperate and ready to close their eyes and wait for death.

No one thought that in the end, "Song Lan" would be able to burst out with a sword that killed the martial arts immortals.

A sword is the answer!

"This evil power ......" Nangong Shuo was the first to come back to his senses and pointed to the emperor's headless body.

Qi died, the vitality was completely cut off, and the soul was completely dissipated, but the black shadow fragments inside were still there, and they had grown a lot.

"I can control it."

As soon as Song Yun waved his hand, Qi's head and body immediately disappeared and were ingested into the [Void Storage Box].

The Shadow Fragment has not yet been restored to a full Celestial Ghost, so it is still considered dead by the system and can be collected.

"You—Are you really Song Xuan?" Seeing this magical artifact technique, Nangong Shuo's eyes widened, "Song Xuan, the first swordsman of Great Xia forty thousand years ago? ”

Song Yun nodded.

Nangong Shuo sighed: "I can't find any information about you now, but our Lord of the Evil Guard will pass it on from generation to generation, saying that you are the founder of the Evil Guard!" ”

Hearing this, Song Yun didn't feel strange, punishing the evil guard, Bacheng was a backhand left by himself.

"We secretly passed on some strange words, but we didn't take them seriously, but now it seems that ......" Nangong Shuo's expression became strange.

Song Yun immediately asked, "What has been passed on?" Tell me all! ”

Nangong Shuo said: "It is said that on the day Song Xuan reappears, the gate of heaven may be reopened, and the gate can be temporarily blocked by Yangcheng at that time." ”

"Heaven's Gate? What is it? Song Yun was a little puzzled.

Nangong Shuo also shook his head, "I don't know, everyone thought that Song Xuan had died a long time ago, and no one thought that you would really be able to reproduce, so they didn't seriously study the content of the secret legend." ”

"The gate of heaven, the gate of heaven, there are people when there is a door, no, it should be immortals who can live in the sky."

Song Yun looked up at the sky, his eyes showing confusion, "Could it be that Great Xia is not only the emperor and Jia Xuan, the two strongest men?" ”

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

High in the sky, between the sky, there really appeared a small point of light!

(End of chapter)