At the top of the Son of Heaven Sword, Wei Mocheng's expression gradually changed from confidence to surprise.

His connection with the Sword of Heaven is rapidly disappearing!

This special magic weapon, which had taken nearly ten years to be forged by the force refining method, took Wei Mocheng a lot of effort. ap.

All the craftsmen who participated in the forging of the Sword of the Son of Heaven were normal people only a few days ago, and later they were all controlled by Wei Mocheng with the soul dementoring method and became the tool he used to create magic weapons.

With the help of tens of thousands of craftsmen's lives, Wei Mocheng finally completed the casting of the Son of Heaven Sword, and used this sword to absorb the souls of countless unjustly killed people in Dayan, so that he has today's power.

It can be said that this Sword of Heaven is the proudest treasure of Wei Mo City, and it can be used to overturn a country!

However, the big plan that he had planned for many years gradually got out of control at this moment.

"My Son of Heaven Sword, outsiders can't control it!"

Wei Mocheng turned from surprise to anger, used his spiritual power, and slapped his palm on the top of the Son of Heaven Sword.

He wants to use the power of the knot to regain control of the Son of Heaven's sword.

At the same time as Wei Mocheng photographed the spiritual power, the blade at the top of the Son of Heaven Sword showed an imperial figure dressed in a black dragon robe.

Emperor Wu in the Sword of the Son of Heaven also made the same gesture, raising his palm and slapping it towards the top.

Rumble!!!

The dull roar was mixed with the sound of countless sword body shattering, and Wei Mocheng's body could no longer maintain a standing posture, and was directly shocked out.

Waiting for Wei Mocheng to stabilize his body in mid-air, his gaze was full of shock when he looked back at the Son of Heaven Sword.

His Son of Heaven Sword actually fought against him!

"Impossible! I am the master of the sword of the Son of Heaven! I am the Son of Heaven!" Wei Mocheng roared with annoyance.

On the cornerstone, Yun Que looked up to the sky and laughed:

"You despicable people who don't care about the lives of Li people, what kind of son of heaven are you! Saying that you are shit has lifted you up, the Son of Heaven should guard the country and save the people from fire and water! As for you, you have killed people in vain to create misfortunes, how many innocent people have died at your hands, and you are not even worthy of carrying shoes for the Son of Heaven!"

As Yun Que spoke, layers of pitch-black death power were wrapped around his arm, and after his words, he slammed his fist on the cornerstone of the Son of Heaven Sword.

In the roar, the cornerstone shattered, and the sword of the Son of Heaven rose in the air!

The moment the Tianzi Sword left the ground, all the dementor aura that enveloped the imperial city returned to the sword body.

The people who were killing each other stopped and were at a loss for what they had done.

The bloodshot in Xue Ziyi's eyes quickly dissipated, and she found that she was not lightly injured, and Qian Yuchong on the opposite side was even worse, covered in blood, and the two stopped at the same time, each in shock.

Ma Yong and Niu Bucai also woke up from the rage, the two were each grabbing their swords, about to stab each other, so frightened that the two threw away the magic weapon one after another, if they woke up later, they would have to die together.

Feng Yaojin was strangling a soldier, and seeing that the other party was about to breathe, he suddenly woke up and quickly let go, and the other party gasped and coughed.

Luo Xiaoyu was so tired that he collapsed in the corner, although he didn't pull any of them away, but fortunately, he helped delay some time and saved a few people.

Zhou Jingshu's expression of gritting her teeth gradually froze, and she carefully put away the flying sword that was pressing on Zhou Yuanliang's neck, and after a while, her brother's head would definitely not be safe.

The carnage in the imperial city came to an end at this moment.

After being stunned, the people all looked at the spectacular scene above the imperial city.

The giant Son of Heaven Sword actually rose from the ground!

A figure dressed in white, stepping on a giant sword, standing proudly!

"It's a cloud shortage!" Ma Yong yelled in shock.

"Little junior brother!" Xue Ziyi was stunned.

"How did he do it?" Qian Yusleeve forgot about the injuries on his body for a while.

"What a big sword!" Luo Xiaoyu's face was full of admiration, she also wanted to step on such a big sword, it must be majestic.

Si Ruonan and Hu Tieshan crawled out of the ruins one after another, staring at the floating Son of Heaven Sword in a daze, their eyes glazed.

With the two of them trying their best, they couldn't suppress the breath of the Son of Heaven Sword, in their opinion, that heaven

Zijian is simply a raging beast that cannot be controlled at all.

But at this time, Yun Que actually stepped on it, and the sword took off!

Pingshanjun opened his mouth sluggishly, and he didn't think about anything other than shock.

Even when he was in the heyday of his cultivation, he couldn't suppress this evil giant sword, Yun Que not only suppressed the evil spirit of the Son of Heaven Sword, but also controlled it!

In hundreds of years of cultivation, Pingshanjun has seen all kinds of mysteries, but he has never seen the amazing scene in front of him.

In the Shoufu Mansion, Zhou Jingshu looked at the white-clothed figure on the sword and whispered:

"Only the Son of Heaven can control the sword of the Son of Heaven, and the true Son of Heaven ......"

Zhou Yuanliang had forgotten the pain on his body, stared directly at the giant sword in mid-air, and let out a low roar that could best express his emotions at the moment.

"it!"

Everyone in the entire imperial city could see the giant sword above the palace, and while people were frightened, they mistakenly thought that the true dragon emperor had descended, and many people began to bow down in the direction of the giant sword.

Wei Mocheng quickly recovered from the shock, and said with a gloomy face:

"Even if you temporarily control the Sword of the Son of Heaven with evil methods, do you think you can really use the power of this sword, wishful thinking! This sword can only be used by the Son of Heaven, and this seat has the life of the Son of Heaven!"

Yun Que stepped on the sword of the Son of Heaven and slowly pointed the blade at the opposite national teacher.

"Since you want to get involved with the Son of Heaven so much, it's okay, I'll give you a Tianzibian, and you Wei Mocheng deserve to be punished by heaven!"

As the word was spoken, Yun Que took a step forward, and the giant sword under his feet emitted a heaven-shattering sword sound.

Airplanes!!!!!!

At the tip of the sword, circles of air were shaken into ripples.

The monstrous resentment in the sword body formed a terrifying sword qi fluctuation at this time, and the giant sword body began to slowly slash down.

It's slow, but it's done!

Wei Mocheng, who was under the Sword of the Son of Heaven, was immediately enveloped in surging sword qi.

Wei Mocheng felt a thrill in his heart, and he had the illusion that he might die under the sword of the Son of Heaven.

"The sword of the Son of Heaven forged in this seat, why can you urge it!"

Wei Mocheng was furious, he still didn't believe that Yun Que could really use the power of the Son of Heaven Sword.

beckoned to summon a black long sword engraved with a tiger's head, and Wei Mocheng held it with both hands, and his whole body swung up with the spiritual power of the knot.

That's his natal magic weapon, Yin Hu Sword!

Facing the falling Son of Heaven Sword, Wei Mocheng used all his spiritual power, and the sword qi slashed out by the Yinhu Sword formed a black tiger, which was three zhang long.

The sword qi black tiger opened its teeth and claws, and collided with the sword of the Son of Heaven that was slashed.

Rumble!!!

After the loud bang, a circle of sword qi wind and waves spread, and all the palaces and pavilions in the place they passed collapsed, and half of the palace became in ruins under this blow.

The Golden Luan Hall was razed to the ground, and the Emperor's throne became powder!

The sword qi black tiger shattered under the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Wei Mocheng's entire body was blasted into the ground by the force of the shock, smashing out a large pit a foot deep, and when he stood up from the bottom of the pit in embarrassment, the stability in his eyes was completely gone, and it was replaced by deep shock.

The speed at which the Son of Heaven Sword fell only paused, and then continued to slash.

It's getting faster and faster!

The wind howling from the sword body was like an endless soul wailing, resounding throughout the imperial city.

On the sword body, Yun Que shouted coldly:

"The national teacher is in trouble with Dayan, today, he should be punished!"

Rumble!!!

The sword of the Son of Heaven slashed down, like a guillotine falling from the nine heavens.

Yun Que wants to seek justice for the endless souls who died under the sword of the Son of Heaven today.

Kill the national teacher!