Chapter Seventy-Three: The Dark Tide is surging

"Who are you?" the Sword Emperor said in a deep voice, looking at Ximen Yibei from afar with hostility, this sudden appearance of the white-robed swordsman gave the Sword Emperor a very uneasy feeling, different from the feeling of powerlessness in the face of the sword demon, the handsome man in white in front of him gave people the feeling that he was like a bloodthirsty sword ready to be unsheathed at any time, and if he was not careful, he was likely to die in his hands. This sense of crisis, the Sword Emperor had never felt before, unconsciously, the Sword Emperor once again condensed the true qi of the whole body, and the whole body was highly tense.

Ximen Yibei raised his head and glanced at the Sword Emperor indifferently, and then said indifferently: "Ximen Yibei!"

Ximen Yibei stepped into the void step by step, penetrating into the thousands of Sword Domain disciples, and everywhere he went, the dense crowd automatically made way for a way, and everyone's whole body collapsed tightly, looking at Ximen Yibei in horror, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

Ximen Yibei all the way into the realm of no one, passing through the middle of the disciples of the Sword Domain, came to the other side of Fengyun Wuji without hurry, and stood in a row with Dugu Wuji, holding the Sword Emperor in a horn.

Two peerless masters, plus a Sword Emperor who is about to fully recover, even if he cultivates like a Sword Emperor, he can't help but feel uncomfortable and threatened.

"You are all masters of the Sword Emperor Realm, do you want to fight two against one?" said the Sword Emperor coldly.

Ximen Yibei's long hair on his forehead blew up, slowly raised his head, stared at the Sword Emperor, was silent for a moment, and said indifferently: "If you really think that we are masters, not idiots, you shouldn't ask such things." ”

The Sword Emperor's color changed slightly, and he was a little embarrassed, the meaning of Ximen Yibei is extremely clear, you have been killed in someone's house. The other party is not allowed to be two-to-one, where is the reason?

The face of the Demon Lord of the Dark Domain also became ugly, and he was about to curse in his heart: "Where are there so many masters in the newly established Sword Domain? Damn, why didn't anyone remind me when I came? I only said that there was a Soarer who had just entered the Sword Emperor Realm?!!"

Even a fool can see that the cultivation of the two people in front of him is definitely not weaker than the Sword Emperor, one Sword Emperor can kill tens of thousands of Night Clan, so how many people can the three Sword Emperors kill?

Cold sweat had already poured out from the foreheads of the Dark Domain Demon Lord and the Demon Domain Four Generals, and the Thunder Demon General's rugged face was also twitching: "No wonder the Water Demon suddenly decided not to come before leaving......

In front of the towering Sword Pavilion, which is more than 100 zhang high, it is surrounded by people, the Sword Domain, the Demon Domain, and the Sword Pavilion, but in the middle is a huge open space with a radius of thousands of meters, the center of the clearing. Four peerless masters stood in horns. Under the attack of Dugu Wuxian and Ximen Yibei's momentum, the Sword Emperor was also a little unbearable, and his momentum rose again and again, and the drumming true qi set off bursts of yellow sand, spinning and flying.

Under the induction of the qi machine, none of the three dared to move, everyone's qi was mobilized to the highest, if anyone moved, it would be a shocking blow next, and one of the three would be seriously injured if he did not die. Dugu Wushu and Ximen Yibei joined forces, although they had the upper hand, but after all, the Sword Emperor had been famous for many years, and it was not a year or two to enter the emperor-level realm.

"Tonight, it's really lively......" A voice that was no less than Ximen Yibei came from behind the disciples of the Sword Domain, everyone in the Sword Domain was shocked, and when they looked up, a purple-robed man appeared hundreds of meters away with empty eyes, and his white and slender hand gently stroked a narrow purple evil sword in his hand, the purple evil sword body was as rich as blood, but I don't know how much blood it was dyed to become like this.

Suddenly, the purple-robed man's figure suddenly trembled, although it turned into a zigzag thin line that passed above the disciple of the Sword Domain, and when it reappeared, it was already the purple long sword in his hand that had risen south and the Beidou had already slashed towards the sword emperor's vest like lightning......

When he felt the person behind him appear, the Sword Emperor suddenly fell into the ice kiln. The head of the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect, the Purple Emperor, the strength is definitely not as good as the Sword Emperor, the enlightenment was thousands of years ago, as soon as this person appeared, the strength seemed to have reached the realm of the Sword Emperor, and the end was extremely harmful, and what was even more fearful was that although this person had the strength of a master, he had never regarded himself as a master. If you can kill you, you will never collide head-on! The Sword Night Sword Sect led by his subordinates, as soon as it appeared, naturally attracted much attention, the Sword Domain and the Demon Domain have never taken care of this kind of power established by outsiders, but the Purple Emperor has been outrageous, and he has fought hundreds of battles with the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect, large and small, and the number of head-to-head battles is only a handful!

The three of them were already in a delicate balance, and seeing that this balance was about to be broken by the Purple Emperor, two of the three would be killed, and there was even a trace of violent killing intent in Ximen Yibei's eyes.

Just when the Purple Emperor's long sword was less than three inches away from the sword, two slender fingers, as if they had existed here since ancient times, blocked in front of the Nansheng Beidou Sword, and the two white jade-like fingers were lightly clamped, and the Nansheng Beidou was like being clamped by iron tongs, and it was impossible to advance an inch.

"Okay, head of the Purple Emperor, it's almost time to play, you can stop it!" A deep voice came out, and a young face came into the eyes of the Purple Emperor, but it was the gentleman.

Everyone was stunned, even the people in the Sword Domain were shocked, no one thought that Jun Zilan, who had always relied on his father to be the Sword Emperor, and the Tiger Fake Tiger Might, actually had such strength, just two fingers, he could actually clamp a sword in the realm of the Purple Emperor Sword Emperor!

At this time, Jun Zilan's momentum is completely different, it is a kind of momentum that only those who are in the top position, domineering and majestic, and her eyes are even more vicissitudes.

"I didn't expect it, it's actually the Sword Emperor who is coming, no wonder!" the Purple Emperor grinned, got out of the selfless artistic conception, and with a twitch of his right hand, he pulled back the Nansheng Beidou Sword.

'Jun Zilan' didn't seem to have any intention of stopping it, so she let the Purple Emperor take back the long sword, and said lightly: "I also know that you have that little thought, you better take it as soon as possible." With your strength, it's better to spend less time on some aspects and think about how to suddenly reach the royal realm as soon as possible. ”

'Jun Zilan' turned around, facing Dugu Wushu and Ximen Yibei, but behind her back, she was facing the Purple Emperor, with a calm face, but she was not worried that the Purple Emperor would make a move at this time.

Dugu Wushu and Ximen Yibei immediately became vigilant, this Junzi Lan, whose expression suddenly changed greatly, definitely had the strength to threaten them, at this time, this factor appeared was definitely undesirable for the two of them.

A boundless sword intent suddenly stretched out, and Fengyun Wuji, who had not moved, suddenly opened his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, an inch-long divine light burst out in his eyes, but this boundless sword intent was much stronger than Fengyun Wuji's original aura.

Dugu Wushu was slightly moved in his heart at this time, from this restored sword intent, he felt a trace of familiar breath, that, it was really the sword intent of his own sword, could it be just a palm to help him, Fengyun Wuji was transported by his own sword element, and felt his own sword intent?!! thinking of this, Dugu Wuxian was surprised and happy, and at the same time it was very shocking: this person has only been flying for four hundred years, but he can break through to the realm of the Sword Emperor at once, this kind of achievement, it is really not accidental, so enlightened, it is really shocking.

"Let's ...... slowly" 'Jun Zilan' felt a trace of murderous and hostile intent from the sword intent that Feng Yun Wuji had just awakened, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it: "I have a proposal......"

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