Chapter 162: The domineering First Sword King

Quiet!

Inside and outside the palace, suddenly, it turned into a silence.

No one spoke.

This scene is too shocking.

The Martial God of the True Martial Realm turned into a rain of blood in the sky and flew down.

Everyone was stunned.

They knew that Ye Wushuang was powerful and had the power to fight against the True Martial Realm, but who would have thought that he would be so strong?

One person overwhelmed the five true martial arts, and they all exploded.

This is no longer an ordinary crush, defeated.

"Good! He is worthy of being my disciple. The deputy palace master applauded.

"Shameless."

The First Sword King looked at the Deputy Palace Master with a straight face, "What did you teach?" ”

"This is my good disciple."

"Uh......" The deputy palace master smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

Then.

Airplanes!

In the school palace, there were several dormant breaths, bursting out at the same time, with anger.

Obviously, it was the protectors who followed this group of relics Tianjiao, who came with them.

The Tianjiao they guarded was forcibly killed, how can these protectors not be angry?

However.

"Humph!" The First Sword King snorted coldly.

In his eyes, a trace of sword light disappeared into nothingness.

In an instant, in the Xue Palace, in the void, the sword qi shuttled, directly slashing towards all parts of the Xue Palace.

"First Sword King, what do you mean?"

The direction in which the sword light fell, several black-clothed figures, manifested from the darkness, and their faces were gloomy.

Raising his hand and striking a blow, shattering the sword qi.

Many people questioned and shouted angrily.

"This is the Imperial City. This place is the Palace of Learning. The First Sword King spoke lightly.

"In the Imperial City, in the Academy Palace, you should abide by the rules here."

"The same generation made a move, I just asked, you old immortals, if you want to bully the weak, then, I don't mind making a move."

The First Sword King responded calmly.

When these protectors heard this, their faces changed.

"It's up to you, the Great Perfection of True Martial Arts? Worthy of threatening me, etc.? ”

A man in black, pointing at the First Sword King, shouted coldly.

When the First Sword King heard this, his eyes flashed.

He looked at the man, his tone still calm, as if there was no edge.

"You're from the forces of the ancient relics, Yunlou?"

"So what?" The strong man of Yunlou responded proudly.

"Not how."

The First Sword King waved his hand.

From behind the powerhouse of Yunlou, the void suddenly tore apart, and a sword light slashed out.

Silent, but fast to the extreme!

"Ahh The powerhouse of Yunlou let out a miserable scream, and his figure flickered instantly, rushing out for dozens of miles.

On the ground, blood stained.

With just one blow, he hit hard!

If it weren't for his strength being strong enough, he would have died this time.

Dozens of miles away, the powerhouse of Yunlou had a look of horror on his face.

He looked at the second peak from afar, and looked at the eyes of the first sword king, as if he was looking at a monster.

is also a true martial arts realm, how can he be so strong?

At this moment, the rest of the protectors were also moved.

My heart was beating wildly, and I felt a hint of fear.

"If the palace master is not here, I am the strongest in the imperial city."

"Go back and ask your sleeping Void Ancestor, before he stepped into the sixth step of the Void, did he dare to speak to me like this?"

The First Sword King turned around and spoke faintly.

After saying that, he stopped paying attention, and his gaze fell on mid-air again.

It's like these men in black, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The only thing that deserves his attention is the battle of his disciples.

"How strong is he?"

"If you don't enter the void, can you cut through the void? What kind of monster is this? The disciple is against the sky, even the master, is he going against the sky? ”

The apologists were terrified.

The Void Realm is already the top existence in the Vast Continent.

Only the major relic forces, the strongest ancestors, could have such strength.

The vast world is not complete, and there are restrictions on blockades.

Reaching the void is already the limit, and it is impossible to surpass the past.

This is also the reason why the forces of the ancient ruins, countless Tianjiao, are willing to take risks, even if they die on the road, they have to step into the spirit world.

And the Void Realm.

Unlike the other realms, it is divided into ten steps.

Every step out of the world, there is a difference between heaven and earth.

However, in the eyes of the First Sword King, under the sixth step of the Void, it can be killed?

Is he really, just a real martial artist?

Is this pair of master and apprentice so rebellious?

"Okay, we won't participate in the same generation."

There are apologists who come forward.

There are lessons from the past, and they dare not make a mistake.

The first sword king is in charge, who dares to make a move?

"However, in the future, the same generation competes, Ye Wushuang may not be able to win, he is dead, and he still looks at the Sword King, don't make a move on the younger generation."

"Otherwise, the forces behind us may not be able to revive the strong......"

Their voices were low and threatening.

"Don't worry, this seat is not as shameless as you."

"If Ye Wushuang dies at the hands of his peers, I have nothing to say, and I don't bother to make a move on young people."

The First Sword King responded lightly.

When the apologists heard this, they looked at each other and fell silent again.

"You're still fierce." The deputy palace master couldn't help but admire.

"Without him, only strong."

The First Sword King responded calmly.

The deputy palace master was silent.

Over the second peak.

Blood and rain flew, Ye Wushuang stood proudly, stepping on the sword city, his eyes were shining, and he did not stop from there.

His gaze was calm, pointing directly at the remaining four True Martial Medium Stages.

The words were flat.

"The four of you, when you reach the middle stage of Zhenwu, come one by one, or come together?"

The four of you, in the middle of Zhenwu, come one by one, or come together?

Inside and outside the school palace, everyone was silent!

That's ......

The middle stage of the real martial arts!

Even the top powerhouses in the Imperial City are only at this level.

However, Ye Wushuang still pointed at them and was not afraid of everything.

I am asking, are they going to shoot together?

Moreover, it is still a group, and the ancient ruins are arrogant.

He's too domineering, isn't he?

"If I'm not mistaken, this is an ancient relic genius, right?"

"They are obviously powerful and terrifying, any one of them can suppress my Imperial City Tianjiao, but in front of Ye Wushuang, why, do they seem so ordinary, ordinary?"

"It's Ye Wushuang, he's too strong, ignoring everything!"

Many people sighed.

They worship and respect Ye Wushuang more and more!

In this world, martial arts are respected, and only the strong can be respected.

And Ye Wushuang is exactly such a person.

At this moment, countless people in the imperial city recognized him!

What about rebelliousness? What about madness?

He Ye Wushuang, he has this qualification!

"Huh!"

Hearing this, the remaining four relics heirs laughed angrily.

"Don't be ashamed."

A young man in a strong suit, he can't stand it anymore.

He walked out of the void in one step, tall and burly, like an iron tower, exuding an ancient and vast aura.

"I'm waiting for the middle stage of Zhenwu, and I'm a few small realms behind you. If you shoot together, wouldn't it mean that I am proud of the ancient ruins and bullying you? ”

"Ye Wushuang, I admit it, you are indeed very good."

"But, that's the end of it!"

"Remember, the ancient mountain holy land, the abyss ninefold, killed you!"

The young man in the strong suit, Yuan Jiuzhong said lightly, his eyes were calm, and his fighting spirit was restrained, but the powerful cultivation was only slightly moving, and with himself as the starting point, an invisible storm spread out.

Heaven and earth are like blockades, energy is intertwined, oppressing the sky, and in the void, lightning flashes.

"Really?"

Above the Sword City, Ye Wushuang smiled confidently.

"The last person who said that was already dead, and he didn't even resist a sword!"