Above the sword pool, the scene was chaotic.

The degree of confusion was beyond the control of Huang Zong.

Huang Zong didn't have the heart to care about this riot at this moment, he wanted to carefully appreciate the artwork he carved with his own hands.

"Ahhh

The thousand-year-old efforts of Shenjian Villa have finally borne fruit today.

The masters were like hooligans, and their eyes were red with the Heavenly Machine Sword.

The Heavenly Machine Sword was in mid-air, like a solemn god, looking down on the people fighting for it below.

Duan Sheng shouted, "Can we be reasonable?" He threw out the big sword and landed in front of the first part of the people, blocking their way, "The sword belongs to the destined person, if it is not related to you, no matter how much you fight, it will be in vain!"

The Western Desert Sword Demon and Luo Qingkui were in a fierce battle! The blood-red sword qi and the blue-green sword qi were stirring in the air! However, the sword qi they emitted could not reach each other's body in the end, and was quickly absorbed by the Heavenly Machine Sword!

The Heavenly Machine Sword not only absorbed their sword qi, but all the sword qi emitted by everyone present was absorbed by the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Like the sword master, who didn't bring a sword, the Heavenly Machine Sword actually directly absorbed the sword qi on their bodies.

The sword master frowned, and could only let the Heavenly Machine Sword do whatever he wanted to him, "This demon sword, if it is collected in the Sword Tower, then my other hidden swords will sooner or later be sucked dry by it and become a pile of broken copper and iron!"

In the end, Feng Yichu, under the cover of Luo Qingkui, was the first to encounter the Heavenly Machine Sword.

The moment the Heavenly Machine Sword was in his hands, Feng Yichu was shocked by the spirit of the gods, raised the divine sword, and then laughed wildly, "Hahaha!

Everyone's eyes stopped at Feng Yichu's body.

Feng Yichu was able to stagnate in mid-air! The sword qi all over his body was full of swords, and his white hair and white beard stood up! The Heavenly Machine Sword shone brightly in his hand, and the infinite power was constantly transported into his body!

Feng Yichu finally laughed enough, he looked down at the Heavenly Machine Sword, admiring the beauty and strength of the Heavenly Machine Sword.

"Bang!"

When everyone saw it clearly, they saw Feng Yichu fly out upside down, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, falling far away, rolling on the ground a few times, and the last mouthful of old blood spit out!

And the Heavenly Machine Sword returned to its original position.

It is also in the middle of the sword pool.

Feng Yichu's defeat was a deafening blow to everyone! Everyone was sober. The men who fought ceased.

"Brother Feng!" Feng Yichu's fall distracted Luo Qingkui, and the Western Desert Sword Demon took this opportunity to give him a fatal blow!

The slender bloodthirsty sword pierced out like a rainbow!

The blood flower that flowed from Luo Qingkui's shoulder was absorbed by the bloodthirsty sword before it could drift away in the air.

And the sword qi of the bloodthirsty sword is constantly being absorbed by the Heavenly Machine Sword, and it is not controlled by the Western Desert Sword Demon.

The Western Desert Sword Demon did not continue to pursue, and the strangeness of the Heavenly Machine Sword made people like him feel uneasy.

The sword is looking for someone who is destined.

It is the sword that chooses the man, not the man who grabs the sword.

Feng Yichu is not the person it is choosing.

A few more people stepped forward to take down the Heavenly Machine Sword, and their fate was even worse than Feng Yichu, some had broken arms, and some were sucked dry by the Heavenly Machine Sword, and fell into the raging fire of the sword pool.

Standing for a long time made the Tianji Sword anxious.

It began to tremble again.

The brilliant sword aura began to get out of control.

The mountains of Shenjian Mountain began to shake.

If you can't find the sword master like this, the Divine Sword Mountain will collapse and collapse because it can't withstand the sword qi of the Heavenly Machine Sword!

"Go and ask, why Shangguan Yunyi hasn't made a move!" Zhou Ke said to Situ Qing in a low voice, the scene in front of him made a well-informed person like him lose his sense of proportion for a while.

How about Divine Sword Mountain and Divine Sword Villa, it has nothing to do with him, what he wants is that Heavenly Machine Sword.

"Falling clouds!" I don't know who shouted this!

I saw a hazy sword aura swirling around a faint thin cloud, coming up from the bottom of the mountain!

It seems to be a light atmosphere, but in fact it is magnificent!

The mountain that was shaking is now shaking even more!

Obviously still at the bottom of the mountain, the figure of the shouting person has not yet fallen, and it is in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"Shangguan Yunyi!" Zhou Ke said excitedly. The person he invited finally made a move!

Shangguan Yun means the recognized contemporary sword king on the rivers and lakes, and he is a rare swordsman from ancient times to the present! He has been in seclusion for many years and does not ask about the world, but his myth has been circulating in the rivers and lakes. People of the older generation know that he rarely shoots, but he will succeed, whether it is killing or fighting with swords.

He, Shangguan Yunyi, is a rumored invincible Dao master who has reached the Fifth Heaven.

Above the peerless master, the invincible master.

Invincible, endless, hard to find.

It can even be stuck in the air, Edgeworth Flight, Blade Flight, Breath Flight, etc., it's not a dream.

You can cross a mountain in one step in the blink of an eye. Speed can no longer be judged with the naked eye.

One punch can destroy a mountain, and it takes no effort to do so, and the invincible Dao master is already standing on the other side of martial arts cultivation.

One person can defeat a city, and it is too simple to take the head of a general among a million enemy troops, and a finger can break through ten thousand troops, but it is not a problem to talk and laugh.

Shot is true anger. The true gas has turned into reality, and it has entered the perfection.

The comparison of invincibility is not in the horizontal plane of the rivers and lakes, but in the longitudinal interval of history. It is rare to have such a master in hundreds of years!

Invincible, has long been proud of the world.

This kind of master has long been out of the world.

Floating prosperity is all a passing thing for him.

All kinds of trivial matters, for him, are just a light sigh.

If you don't see through the world, how can you break through to such a realm?

The triple heaven is to break the shackles of the body.

The five heavens are to break the captivity of heaven and earth.

Only by breaking through the heavens and the earth can we fly, and only by not being afraid of nature can we attain the Tao.

It's just that I didn't expect to be able to come forward today for the sake of the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Regardless of whether the Sword King has reached the legendary Fifth Heaven of Martial Arts, Zhou Ke's face is big enough.

There are ten thousand swords, and he is king. The king of swords, Shangguan Yunyi.

has been a sword all his life, and once said that the back half of his body is only to find an opponent who can compete with him with a sword.

In the blink of an eye, it has been decades again, and he has not yet found such an opponent.

Gradually, when his myth was about to be forgotten, he stood up again and refreshed people's understanding of him.

That sword qi called "Falling Cloud Long River" swept from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, bringing everyone present to its shroud.

It forms a confrontation with the Heavenly Machine Sword.

Before the man arrived, the sword had arrived.

Don't be afraid of anything.

It was a long time before everyone saw Shangguan Yunyi himself.

He was like a cloud, colorless and formless, yet he could be seen clearly.

He put his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering, his long hair fluttering, and he really looked like a fairy.

A hand moved in front of him, and he stretched out two fingers to point at the Heavenly Sword.

The mountains were trembling, the crowd was trembling, and the Heavenly Sword and him were standing still.

He was like a mountain suppressed on top of the Divine Sword Mountain, confronting the Heavenly Machine Sword, the mountain-opening divine sword.

His sword qi is really like a long river in the clouds, endlessly, enveloping the Heavenly Machine Sword.