A thousand years ago, the white-robed sword immortal went straight to the clouds with one person and one sword, but the tea and wine were warm, the four thunder gods hated, the eight gods of war were broken, the twelve holy cities were hidden, there was no obstacle in front of the gate of heaven, and a sword was straight through the thirty-three heavens.

The thirty-six righteous gods can't stop this sword together, the seven kings and five emperors can't untie this sword, if it weren't for this style of green dragon in the sleeve, it would be the Heavenly Palace that would be defeated, and the sword of Qi Tianxiang would not only be Qi Tian!

The master faces the father's sword, the apprentice faces the son's sword, everything starts from the beginning, and everything is the same as before......

Long Yin rose again, shocked Deng Hui's imagination, and looked at the situation fixedly, Luoyang's sword was tightly locked by Tang Ziwei, and the square inch of the sword fell too late to summon the heavenly sword to deal with it, so adversity, facing the green dragon in his sleeve head-on, Zuo Gu said well, Luoyang is dead.

The green dragon swallowed Luoyang's figure, seven feet square, the clouds and mist swirled like a tornado, and the wind and clouds stopped, Tang Ziwei casually threw away the half-truncated sword, glanced at the embarrassed sword cultivation in the depths of the clouds, and clapped his palms with interest, that look, that tone, was no different from an adult who praised a child.

"Luoyang, Luoyang, you can use the scabbard as a sword to block the green dragon in your sleeve, but you really have you!"

Zuo Gu and the others looked at Luoyang at the same time, and the young man slowly raised his head in front of everyone, took a deep breath, and the sword scabbard in front of him was scattered like a cloud of smoke, but the sword intent in his eyes was extremely dazzling.

"Green Dragon in your sleeve, good swordsmanship!"

"Generally, I can't make a weapon, far inferior to my father, this sword style that moves the Six Realms can't fight the devil in my hands, can't kill the big demon, can't suppress the evil ghost, can only slaughter livestock, in the red dust, a foul-smelling livestock!"

"There is a saying in the world, disaster comes from the mouth, today I will give you this word, Tang Ziwei, or a wooden sword, or a crime, this sword does not kill, the next sword is merciless, be careful when I speak, even if this is in front of the gate of the Heavenly Palace, I can still kill you!"

"Kill me, why, is it your pretentious wooden sword or your pedantic mind?

Saying that, Tang Ziwei didn't wait for Luoyang to make a move to launch an offensive first, not the green dragon in his sleeve, but the "Yunfei Jade Emperor" who had suppressed Luoyang to the death in Buzhou Mountain!

The Nine Dragons danced in the air, calling the drainage clouds to their heart's content, the dragon chanted into the ears, and the memory of being pressed to the ground by this sword and unable to raise his head kept emerging, and Luoyang took a step back in the eyes of everyone.

Tang Ziwei smiled, and secretly poured spiritual power into Qianyuan Taihao, the superior dragon road has a secret swordsmanship ninety-nine, and he only learns this green dragon in his sleeve, single-mindedness and refinement are on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is convenient to cover up Qianyuan Taihao!

Sensing the scorching dragon sword intent like Ruo Haori, Luoyang slowly raised his head, also smiled, his steps were calm, and he faced the sword that once made him unable to raise his head, and the dragon chant in his ears gradually dispersed, replaced by the words of the old man who died for the sword.

"As long as there are living beings, they will be afraid, and there is no one who is fearless, only the brave. ”

"Always be a brave man, Master, I will do one more thing that I promised you, do you see?"

Murmuring softly, the young man pulled out the hidden sword in the sheath, and the plain white sword light on the sword body suddenly turned into a bright gold, and the green dragon in his sleeve stretched his body at the same time, and the clouds swirled in all directions.

"Vientiane Senluo, Luoyang, you are indeed very unusual, but you still have to lose!"

Tang Ziwei shouted coldly, staring at the wooden sword that crossed the sky, and resolutely suppressed Qianyuan Taihao.

The sword light was dazzling, Luoyang did not retreat again, facing Qianyuan Taihao and slashing the wooden sword, staring at the back of the white-clothed man, Deng Hui couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and really couldn't understand Luoyang's choice.

The green dragon in his sleeve is almost the same as the Tibetan swordsmanship, Tang Ziwei's sword intent is not as good as Luoyang, but it is not much different, but Qianyuan Taihao is far stronger than the wooden sword......

"Empty!"

After pondering and speculating, Zuo Gu suddenly roared, Deng Hui looked fixedly, Luoyang's wooden sword suddenly took off his hand, sneaked away, and the flat sword scabbard swung out of his back hand rose with a dazzling golden light, straight towards Tang Ziwei's chest and abdomen.

"Double draw the sword, it's still the same old thing, boring tight!"

Tang Ziwei smiled proudly, urging the sword qi to completely annihilate the wooden sword, instigating the strong spiritual power to protect the body, and urging the green dragon to go straight to the top of Luoyang's head.

"At most, it will be an injury for death, and the ...... will end" Zuo Gu shook his head, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed in Luoyang.

The same grass and trees are swords, the masters of the broken river and the collapsed mountains, one uses the grass and trees, and the other uses peerless divine weapons, the storytellers in the world understand how to win or lose, but Luoyang does not understand.

From beginning to end, Tang Ziwei attached great importance to his opponents, and Luoyang has always been re-entrusted, the wooden sword is against the divine sword, the sword in the palm of the sword is abandoned, and he is in a declining situation and insists on going his own way......

All the gods who lost to Luoyang looked at the tiny mortals under the green dragon and sneered before and after, the human race is the human race, no matter how high you stand, you can't reach the sky after all, the reason why Qi Tianxiang is great is because it is unique and can never be imitated!

Luoyang and Tang Ziwei are still faster in Luoyang after all, the scabbard slashed outside Tang Ziwei's strong spiritual power, far from the imaginary sword intent explosion, and even failed to hurt Tang Ziwei in the slightest, the green dragon in the surprise was a line slower, but at this time, Luoyang's sword finger had annihilated the body protection dragon, and the point was in Tang Ziwei's heart lightly.

Qinglong returned to the sleeves of his hidden robe, Tang Ziwei staggered back, covered his chest, stared at Luoyang who got up slowly, and wanted to get up unwillingly, but Luoyang's sword finger was like the holy decree that announced that his brother became the prince that year, easily crushing all his efforts into dust and trampling into worthless pickles.

Those contemptuous smiles also turned into incredulity, and the moment turned into contemplation, Deng Hui and Zuo Gu looked at each other, and they could see the incredulity in each other's eyes.

Everything is in Luoyang's calculations, starting from the sword fight again, Tang Ziwei's every move Luoyang is not bad at all, and the winning blade of Zang Feng is not a wooden sword and scabbard, but a sword finger that Luoyang has never used!

Luoyang never supported him, on the contrary, he faced Tang Ziwei as an existence like General Bai Ke.

"This sword doesn't kill, the next sword doesn't merciless, you're different from them, I'm looking forward to your appearance at the Qishui Conference......"

"The revenge of the Son of Heaven, I will avenge him!"

Luoyang's voice was very soft, but there was an uproar in the calm sea of clouds, and the young man Yujian disappeared into the sea of clouds, but the tide of the Heavenly Palace intensified.

The two brothers went out of heaven before and after, one bright and one dark, and then the Son of Heaven died outside Kunlun Mountain, trapping some causes a death fight between the two parties, no matter how you calculate, no matter the victory or defeat of the Heavenly Palace, the Jade Emperor geometry, only Tang Ziwei can benefit from it, his prestige is enough, stronger than the six princes, only if the Jade Emperor is sick, this Heavenly Palace is his!

The undercurrent was silent and turbulent, the gaze of the gods was like an arrow blade, falling behind the hot one, Tang Ziwei walked away silently, and the Jade Emperor sitting in the temple put down the scroll, stared at Tang Ziwei, and thought about whether this sword should be abandoned.

What does it mean to be real?

Everyone is willing to believe that it is true, who dares to say that it is not true will inevitably usher in verbal criticism, even if it is the Jade Emperor who speaks out, it is just an expedient measure to fall into the ears of others, after all, the Son of Heaven is dead, the king is defeated, the royal family is ruthless, and the heavenly palace is even more ruthless.

After being silent for a long time, the Jade Emperor picked up the scroll again, relying on the unique rhyme and peace of mind between the lines, and said to Bai Ke: "Two, let's go, it won't take too long, Luoyang will send it to the door by itself." ”

......

Two streamers from the golden palace straight into the dome, the sword light fluttered in the sea of clouds, across thousands of rivers and mountains, across the two realms of mountains, after a long time, Luoyang once again set foot on the land of the demons.

"Luoyang, you really dare to come, kill him for me!"

There was a noise in the mountains and forests, Luoyang raised his head, the sky was full of arrows, the iron cavalry rushed into battle, and the black pressure of a demon sergeant raised his soldiers.

The rain of arrows was annihilated by a sword of the broken tide, the sound of horses' hooves was near, the magic was surging, and the generals who were like iron towers raised their battle axes high, mobilized their spiritual power, and plucked up their strength to split down, their red eyes were full of cold, like a lumberjack, and under the axe was dead wood to be split.

Luoyang silently put away the wooden sword, and the long-lasting heavenly sword hummed, and with Luoyang's heart, he slashed down with the demon general.

The thunder sounded, the ten directions roared, the mighty streamer swept through the void, the generals fell off their horses, the sergeants broke their halberds, and the black-red line of fire that continued to surge forward like the waves of the sea was stunned, and thousands of troops and horses stared at the white-robed sword cultivators in the siege, and again, once again smelled the smell of fear.

"I'm here to pick up my wife home, I hope you don't stop me!"

"What can I do if I stop you?

The general, wrapped in black armor, had never clenched his spear so tightly for a moment, and stepped forward, his crimson cloak dancing in the wind, like a maple leaf in late autumn.

Luoyang raised his head and took a step forward, except for a few generals and a very small number of soldiers, most of the soldiers took a step back, and in an instant, it seemed that a sword had slashed!

"Demon block and slay demons, there will be as many monuments as there are demons in this demon world!"

The sound fell from the sword, the mighty golden light spread all over the ten directions, and the green lotus slowly bloomed, the generals obviously heard of this sword, panicked, and shouted at the four sergeants, "Raise the shield, raise the shield, don't be stingy with spirit stones and talismans!"

Airplanes!

The Tibetan sword is sonorous, the thousand lotus spits the edge, a storm constructed by sword light swept through the mountains and forests, destroying the withered and decaying, pulling out the mountains and erecting, the defense line built by the demons struggled in the storm, no demons wavered, and no demons retreated, even if they would be destroyed in the next moment, they could sleep peacefully on the battlefield like a star falling into the wilderness, this was the best destination for a sergeant!

"Let's stop there!"

The sound of the long howling urn came from the distant mountains, and Luoyang looked for prestige, and the blood demon in heavy armor stepped forward and raised his fist, and with just one punch, it annihilated the endless sword light that filled the mountains and forests.

Luoyang looked at the fighting spirit again, and the troops who were about to move forward, although there was only one person and one sword, these thousands of troops and horses could not be stopped.

"Kill!"

The warrior rode forward, seeing that the white point collided with the black and red one, the blood demon of the distant mountains broke through the boundary, thousands of troops and horses stopped, Luoyang also stopped his body, changed his body, and the plain white sword on the sword turned into a glass light.

Lingshan's Great Sun Rulai Kong Ming Glass Knowing Heart Sword is the absolute nemesis of the Blood Demon, and there is no one!

"General Xiang, this is the Demon Emperor's order, please leave!"

"You're looking for death!"

"This is the honor I have been waiting for!"

"In this way, I should fight with you!"

Xiang Guo laughed and put on his helmet, reached out and summoned a heavy halberd, and rushed to Luoyang with thousands of troops and horses.

As the sun set, the distant mountains shattered into jagged cliffs, the ancient trees buried in the dust were draped in crimson streamers, the wind swept the remnants of the sand, and a few terrible neighs were heard, and the lonely war horse struggled to stand up and looked at the cliffs in the north.

Xiang Guo slashed Luoyang again, with tears in his eyes, ignoring Luoyang, who raised his sword again, turned around and took a step, and gradually disappeared into the tragic glow.

Luoyang put away the heavenly sword, changed into white clothes, took off the sword, and sighed at the battlefield, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, it has nothing to do with life and death, at this moment, there should be such a sigh.