Liu Wushu walked in the early morning sun, extremely leisurely.

But just as he was about to completely leave the realm of Shanhai City, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled, and thunderbolts fell from mid-air, forming a curtain that intercepted in front of Liu Wushu.

Liu Wuving's footsteps paused and sighed helplessly.

"There has been an agreement between us that you are not allowed to go out of Shanhai City until the return of Heavenly Court."

"Now, is it going to be a breach of contract?"

An indifferent voice rang out.

In the mountain range ahead, an old man wearing a hat, looking like he was about to die, sat on the top of the mountain, slowly raised his head, looked at Liu Wuving, and said in a hoarse voice.

Liu Wudi rubbed the bridge of his nose: "I don't want to go out either, but I don't have anyone to play games with me, I'm bored." ”

"Bendi only knows, stepping out of Shanhai City..."

"Die."

The old man got up slowly, Gu Jing Wubo's gaze looked directly at Liu Wushu, and his voice gradually became cold.

Liu Wushu was holding an umbrella in both hands, and the whole person looked very lazy, as if his whole body was supported by the umbrella: "A year ago, you said this, I should have left, but now..."

"With only you as an Immortal Emperor, you may not be able to stop me."

As he spoke, Liu Wuyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"Arrogance!"

"A mere mortal, if he is lucky enough to take a chance, does he think that he can turn the sky upside down?"

"Even if the heavenly court is still sleeping, this mortal world is not up to you."

The old man smiled contemptuously.

With the change of mood, the thunder landed more intensively, and even differentiated the Dao current on the ground, gathering together to form a huge cage, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth.

"Bendi asked you one last time, retreat, or not retreat?"

The old man's voice was soft, but it resounded in the void, like thunder roaring in the sky.

"The people of the underworld are stubborn, the people of Lingshan are hypocritical, and the people of the heavenly court are arrogant..."

"Each has its own characteristics."

Liu Wushu opened his mouth lightly, with some emotion, and didn't say these non-nutritious words to the old man again, just raised the black umbrella in his hand, waved it lightly at the void.

A huge spatial rift appeared out of thin air, engulfing the surrounding thunder.

Liu Wushu stepped out and was already standing outside the cage.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged, and stomped his feet slightly.

The earth shook suddenly, and even the surrounding mountains seemed to come to life, constantly moving, like an elevator, but in the blink of an eye, Liu Wushu was sent back into the cage.

The high mountain on the side kept falling gravel, and the mountain turned into a huge giant, with a huge fist, accompanied by the sound of the whistling wind, and smashed towards Liu Wuving.

"The dignified Immortal Emperor, did he even play such a childish trick?"

Liu Wushu chuckled, raised the black umbrella in his hand, and gently pointed the tip of the umbrella on the ground.

The originally shaking earth instantly returned to quiet, and with Liu Invincible as the center, cracks spread across the Dao.

The mountains in the distance collapsed, and the stone giant was even more cracked.

"You have comprehended the laws of heaven and earth to this extent?"

"Impossible!"

"This is definitely not a mortal and can do it in just a few years, who are you?"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, with an incredible look, he looked at Liu Wuving, and his tone was extremely solemn.

"A few years..."

"I've been exploring this path since 30 years ago."

Liu Wushu opened his mouth lightly, always keeping the wind and clouds calm.

"Even if you comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, it doesn't mean that you can walk out of here today."

The old man spoke coldly, untied the hat he was draped on, and threw it into the air.

The hat rose in the wind and turned into a huge curtain that covered the sky.

Thunder kept falling on the hat, dyeing it purple.

A terrifying aura permeated the void, and after absorbing a large amount of thunder power, the lily hat gradually changed.

Suddenly, a star appeared in the sky, and even if it was daytime, it was clearly visible.

"Purple Weixing?"

"This is a bit of an immortal emperor."

Liu Wushu smiled and spoke, but his expression became equally serious unconsciously.

The purple micro star appeared, and the starlight was reflected on the lily hat.

In the next moment, the lily hat completely melted into the thunder, turning into a long sword refined by the thunder.

The old man took a step forward gently, clutched the long sword in his hand, and looked at Liu Wushu condescendingly.

"It's a coincidence, sword..."

"I have one too, albeit a little ugly."

Liu Wushu smiled and spoke, lifting his umbrella and carrying it on his shoulder.

"Brilliant Heavenly Might..."

"Ray!"

The old man spoke in a hoarse voice, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed downward, with the power of destroying the world with his gestures.

"The sword qi is rippling!"

"Ninety thousand miles!"

Liu Wushu also spoke lightly, holding an umbrella in one hand, and slashed towards the air.

In the void, a dark purple thunderbolt, with a terrifying coercion, landed downward, and the thunder even took away the sun's light for a while.

And accompanied by a light curtain composed of thunder, covering the sky, a steady stream of blessings of the falling thunder, the enemy is not dead, this thunder is not extinguished.

On the contrary, it was Liu Wuving's sword, which looked mediocre and had no effect.

"Ugh..."

"I'm most afraid of pain."

Liu Wushu muttered in his mouth, and decisively opened the umbrella and put it on top of his head.

The thunder landed, followed the umbrella surface, and landed on the ground.

But even so, Liu Wushu became grinning, obviously, even if he was holding an umbrella, there was still electricity constantly baptizing his body.

Faced with this scene, Emperor Ziwei's expression became solemn, as if he had noticed something, and he suddenly retreated, and the Ziwei Sword in his hand stopped in front of him.

In the next second, the void in front of him shattered, and a Dao spatial crack appeared.

In the cracks, sword qi struck one after another, in all directions.

Emperor Ziwei's pupils contracted slightly, and thunderbolts surrounded his body, setting it off like a god.

Sword aura swept through.

The thunder is constantly shattering and healing.

But in the end, there were still several sword qi cuts on his body.

On the chest, arms, and back, there were bloody marks.

Blood flows.

"Hehe, how is Lao Tzu's despicable sword qi?"

"The name is cool, but it's insidious!"

"Shhhhh

"This current, it's so cool!"

Liu Wuving's body trembled constantly, but he still looked at Emperor Ziwei with a smile, and there was a look of pride in his words.

Emperor Ziwei was still staring at him expressionlessly, completely ignoring his wounds, and his tone was indifferent: "If this is your current strength, let's go back to Shanhai City." ”

"Tsk..."

"Guess, why is my sword called 90,000 miles?"

Liu Wushu grinned and laughed again.