The ancient stars hung high, and the misty sword qi drooped from top to bottom.

The sea is not calm, sometimes it rains swords, sometimes it is swept by hurricanes, and the tsunami is just waiting.

A coral reef is seen in the distance, and it cannot be called an island, only a reef. More than a dozen figures sat on the reef, refining spiritual protective gear, bowing their heads in contemplation, or closing their eyes to recuperate......

At this moment, someone on a sword-shaped coral reef in the center got up, he raised his head and looked at the edge of the sea and sky, his complexion changed a few times, and he said to the surrounding figures: "Everyone, pay attention, there are many emperor-level masters coming, and the number is more than fifty. ”

"How is it possible? Fifty emperors come together?" Everyone on the coral reef immediately became alert, knowing that the endless sword sea corresponding to the human territory was extremely barren, and there was not even a slightly larger island, so it was not easy to find a coral reef, and it was also a group of cultivators.

Humans like to use swords, so there are more Sword Emperors.

Some reclusive sword emperors especially like to sit here, not only have a companion to talk to, but also can confirm what they have learned with each other, and can unite against foreign enemies, feeling that although the sword sea is barren, it will not be boring. Over time, other emperors of the artistic conception sea will also come to take a look, and jokingly call this place the pension reef.

It is this pension reef that carries the rise and fall of several generations of Sword Emperors of the human race, and gradually has some reputation and is recognized by foreign races.

Of course, identity is the idea of the human race itself, and everyone knows how deep this identity is, so there is some meaning of self-amusement.

Anyway, the barren and fart coral reef will not cause others to covet it, and it is also fun to cultivate quietly and silently confront the sword sea.

However, today, this silence was broken, and fifty emperors hurried over, and when they were still far away, they shouted loudly: "Terran, hurry up and get out, we will be stationed on Coral Island!"

"Who's coming?" asked the old Sword Emperor, the leader of the Terrans, with his hands behind his back.

"Lingkui clan, Sword Slaughter Emperor Mo Gaolong!"

"Xiqiong Clan, Fierce Sword Emperor Demon Li Ao!"

"Lingxiu Clan, Needle Sword Emperor Cultivation Rain and Snow!"

The three names seemed to explode, causing the emperors on the coral reef to gasp, because these three sword emperors were not small, why did they gather together and come to find trouble with the human race?

There was not much time, hundreds of figures appeared, and there were indeed fifty emperors coming, the others were all honorable, and there were a few sect-level juniors with very outstanding qualifications!

"My human race has no grievances and no enmity with you, why do you deceive people so much?" The Sword Emperor headed by the human race had a solemn face, he was old-fashioned, and he valued his dignity more than his life, these people were extremely rude, let them settle in the coral reef, maybe this peaceful cultivation ground would be completely finished.

"Hahaha, how many years has it been since you were promoted from the Han Clan, but I heard that you are so arrogant that you call yourself a rising star, but you don't know that there are so many races in the world that the Terran is a fart?"

"Hahaha, hahaha......"

There were a lot of people who held stinky feet, and they looked up and laughed with Mo Gaolong, who took insulting the human race as a matter of ability, and selectively forgot that they were driven here.

"Hmph! When did the Terran claim to be a rising star? I remember that it was your Lingkui clan who started to call it that, and I don't know how much trouble it has caused to my Terran over the years?"

When the sentence "What can I do" was released, I heard the sound of the sword "Qiang Qiang Qiang", and all the Terran Sword Emperors on the coral reef took out their swords and glared angrily.

All of a sudden, tension between the two sides became.

Unexpectedly, another figure came in the distance, and he could feel the coercion from a distance, only to hear someone say: "Hey, I haven't been in contact with your human race for a long time, I didn't expect it to become so tough, since these people can't help you, see if this saint has this qualification?"

"Holy level?" All the Sword Emperors on Coral Island took a step back in unison, only to feel extremely frightened, what is the matter today? Even the saint-level masters are here.

"Ben Sheng, the Lingkui clan helps tassels!" a figure walked thousands of miles in one step.

"Hahaha, it's Uncle Tassel and his old man. "Sword Slaughter Emperor Mo Gaolong was pleasantly surprised, not to mention how proud he was, he didn't expect his uncle and old man to come in person, not to mention a small coral reef, it was easy to catch a Terran Sword Emperor as an introduction, and open a door for everyone to descend on the Terrans.

"Well, the Taihao Clan's circle of sea has made people panic, for the sake of my Lingkui Miao descendant, Ben Sheng has to take a trip to take you into the real world and travel back. As he spoke, he looked at the reef with contempt in his eyes.

There was a dead silence on the coral reef, and the old sword emperor at the head looked solemn, and said: "The situation is not good, five people go back to report the news, and the others stay here to contain them, and the entry into the human territory from the Endless Sword Sea must also be guided by specific coordinates, otherwise they will fall into the void or fall directly into the black hole." The Sword Emperor of our human race is proud and strong, and he must die with backbone! Hold the line and destroy as many enemies as possible. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old Sword Emperor burned himself, released raging flames, and roared: "You are just a first-level Golden Saint, and this is not the real world, why should we Terran Sword Emperors be afraid?"

"Why be afraid!" a total of seventeen Sword Emperors stood together and roared, no one left, all of them holding their swords in their hands with the determination to die.

"Childish!" The Lingkui Sage shook his hand lightly, and the five fingers of his right hand all turned into sword blades, he looked at the Terran Sword Emperor with a ferocious gaze, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, weak Terran, this saint only sees sorrow in you, if it weren't for the Lingkui Clan's distance from the Terran, and changed the direction of annexation, as early as the last Hundred Clans riot, you would no longer exist." ”

"Old Ancestor is mighty!"

"The Golden Saint is invincible!"

On the Terran side, the old Sword Emperor shouted: "Five people, go back and report the news, don't be rash." ”

"No, just go back to three, and leave two more enemies. The cold long sword was horizontally ahead, and the person who spoke was none other than Yun Lao of Donglan University.

"None of you can leave. Fu Tassel suddenly made a move, his body was like a ghost, and with the voice of the words, he shook his hand to block this place, and suddenly kicked eight or nine Sword Emperors into the sea, and then focused on attacking the remaining Sword Emperors, and mocked: "How many years has the human race not produced a sage? ”

There was a loud bang, and in the blink of an eye, the blade of the finger holding the tassel became longer, piercing into the chests of the five emperors, and the left hand clamped Yun Lao's neck with a "poof", wanting to poison him!

No one expected that at this moment, the sea trembled.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

The tsunami and waves stopped, the sea was beating, and there were ripples coming from afar, and with the rippling sound, the indescribable battle spirit burst out, making everyone present tremble!

Fu Tassel frowned, and suddenly asked in a loud voice, "Who is the honorable driver?"

"Terran, Luo Yang!"