The world will be three branches.

A three-foot-seven-inch cold iron sword was inserted straight into the middle of the high platform in the school field. Two feet into the stone.

The sword was made by the Wushuang City in the past, and it was named Wushuang, and it was specially prepared by Dugu Fang, the city lord of the Wushuang City at that time, for his brother Sword Saint. And the sword master also held this sword in the world, breaking into a great name.

And now, this sword is inserted in the school field of the Tianxia Society, which is the battle book of the Sword Master.

It was already close to noon, and flags were flying on the school grounds, with several rows of tables in the middle. On the one hand, the heads of the eight major factions and a number of famous people in the rivers and lakes who came to watch the ceremony, and on the other hand, they sat the old departments of Wushuang City: Shi Wuzun, Broken Waves, and Dugu Ming. Outside the field, there were all the fierce gangs of the Tianxia Association, each with a solemn expression on their waists, and there were no less than a thousand people.

There was a Taishi chair on the high platform of the school field, and the Lord of the World Association was sitting on it at this time. His expression was dignified, and his eyes drifted to the Peerless Sword inserted in the ground in front of him from time to time.

The time for the battle has come, but the figure of the sword saint has not been seen for a long time, and everyone in the audience has exchanged their heads and talked about it. Even the three old departments of Wushuang City were slightly apprehensive.

Only the domineering is calm and relaxed, and he understands that if he is impatient, he may fall for the other party's plan to disturb the enemy.

After waiting for a while, Xiongba raised his voice indifferently: "Everyone, noon has passed, the Sword Saint has not arrived, and the sky is not good today, the old man suggests that the decisive battle will be pressed, please rest first!"

At this time, Qin Shuang came out of the crowd and arched his hand towards Xiongba: "Master, the Sword Saint is cowardly and I will be mighty in the world, and I dare not go to the appointment, as evidenced by the heads of the major factions." In this way, the side of the Peerless City is defeated this time. Please also ask Master to give an order to arrest the remnants of Wushuang City!"

At this moment, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky opened a gap, and a ray of golden sunlight fell straight down, shining in the school grounds. At the same time, a flowing figure also appeared in the sunlight, and it came so abruptly that no one could see how he appeared in the field.

Juggernaut is coming!

The Sword Saint was radiant, completely lost his previous dying appearance, it was like two people!

The most sensitive is Xiongba, he feels that the person in front of him has actually added an incredible aura compared to the war book of the day, and he can't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

"You've been waiting for a long time!" the Sword Saint slowly walked towards Xiongba as he spoke, and the momentum on his body rose suddenly, and the churning was like a hurricane, blowing the faces of the people around him in pain.

Every step forward, the momentum will be rich in a point, sharp a point, when more than ten steps, the momentum has reached the peak, set off the invisible energy, scattered overflowing, each of them is like a sharp blade, not only the bluestone ground under the feet of the cut to rot, and the place where the people, tables, flags are all cut by the energy, divided into several sections!

The people who were lucky enough not to be divided by the strength were shocked, and they fled in a hurry, not daring to approach again. At this time, it was discovered that a man in a black robe in Nine Dragons was sitting in front of a drinking case at some point, drinking by himself, completely ignoring the terrifying energy that splashed from the Sword Saint's body. Although there was a strange appearance, everyone in the audience didn't have the heart to care about him. Qi Qi's eyes widened as he looked at the Sword Master who was heading towards the Majesty.

The aura of the sword master is like a sword, everything is shattered everywhere it goes! The scene is chaotic, and the strong is approaching, but the male lord does not see any move.

Such a shocking method, Xiongba never thought of it. Now that it is in front of me, the battle intent in my heart has been shattered, and I was shocked on the spot!

Seeing this, the people of the World Association couldn't bear it anymore and flocked to it. I want to hack this terrifying sword master to death.

"The hour has passed, and the Peerless City has been defeated! The old horseman is no longer worthy to fight the gang leader!"

The Sword Master turned a blind eye and continued to move forward unhurriedly.

"Sonorous!" seemed to be a sword roar, and then a red light flashed like the scorching sun, and then a strange scene appeared: all the gang members who rushed to the Sword Saint, all the people in the third school field, all stiffened in unison, and then found that it was difficult to move for half a minute!!

Xue Wuxuan, who only cared about drinking, was also taken aback, and said secretly: It's here!

Experiencing it carefully, Xue Wushu was also shocked and inexplicable. After that scene of red light, he couldn't even move! Finally, he had to take the Yama Seal in his hand, and then he broke free!

"You can still think, you can still feel, it's not time imprisonment. People can't move, even hanging in the air without falling, and the wine spills out and the volley is in the air and the aggregation type remains unchanged, is space! This is space imprisonment! Sword twenty-three can actually imprison space?

Xue Wushu couldn't negotiate it in his heart. This is by no means a means of the innate realm, and it cannot even be a means of breaking the void realm! Or is it even higher?

All the life in the field is facing slaughter!

I saw that the Sword Saint's feet did not stop, and the direction did not change, so he rose up, stepped on the front and killed it, but turned into a stake and motionless The World Guild continued to march towards the Xiongba. The red threads visible to the naked eye appeared on these gangs, as if they had been chopped by the energy, but they were not dead, and not even blood flowed.

Looking at the Sword Saint who was already close at hand, Xiongba's heart was full of fear. He wanted to make a move, he wanted to fight back, and he even thought about running away. But his body couldn't move at all, so he could only stare at death and pounce on him in great horror.

Xue Wusuan watched the drama and watched it with enthusiasm, and said in his heart: Sword twenty-three! This is out of the sheath, life and death are up to people, and they can really only be slaughtered by others, proud of everything!

Closer and closer, closer and closer!Xiongba watched the Sword Master point a finger when he was two feet away from him, and at this moment, the Sword Master was a sword in his eyes, a sword out of the sheath, and he could only wait for death!

Silently, his fingertips hit Xiongba's left chest, this is for him to pierce his heart!

"My life is at rest!" a wail in Xiongba's heart.

But at this moment, the life-threatening finger of the Sword Master suddenly became empty, and he only had time to enter the body two inches, and he lost his strength before he could pierce his heart! At the same time, everyone in the field instantly found that they could move again.

Being able to move does not mean that you have survived. Hundreds of people in the field were shattered at this moment, and even turned into meat sauce. Scarlet as a wave, bloody tide! In an instant, the entire school field was submerged in a stump of severed limbs and flesh and blood, like purgatory!

Three-point Divine Finger!

Xiongba regained his freedom, and in the next second, he was full of power, and his stunt three-point divine finger lightning was pointed out, but all of them passed through the body of the Sword Saint in front of him strangely, as if passing through a piece of nothingness, without any effort!

But the Sword Master continued to move forward, approaching less than three inches away from Xiongba, and said, "You know how powerful Sword Twenty-Three is, right? However, I still failed to kill you, I, no, Gan, Xin!"

Before the words fell, the Sword Saint's entire body had become blurred, and he actually passed through the body of the male master. Then it turned into a cloud of smoke and rose into the sky and disappeared.

Xue Wushu shook his head secretly and sighed: "It's not the body, after all, there is an Achilles heel." Although this sword twenty-three was created, it was not a means that the sword master could wield freely. ”

With a flash of figure, Xue Wushu disappeared into the three-branch field and appeared on the steps of Tongtian in front of the gate of the Tianxia Hui Mountain. Just saw Bu Jingyun holding a female corpse and flying away. On the spot, the main body of the Sword Master fell to the ground, and it was already breathless.

"You transcended the realm and used your soul body as a source of power to use Sword Twenty-Three, and now your soul body is about to collapse, and there is no hope of reincarnation but to return to the origin of the world. Do you regret it?"

A remnant soul floated above the corpse, it was the Sword Master.

"Regret? I was born for the sword, and I died for the sword, and I died as I deserved, why do I regret?"

"Would you like to do it all over again?"

"Will!

"Your sword twenty-three. ”

"Hahahaha! You're a god, right? Definitely! Otherwise, how can I get a sword again? Take it! I didn't expect that my sword master still has today! Not only can a sword technique be ancient and modern, but it can also be appreciated by the gods! This life is not in vain! This life is not in vain!"

"Di! get the five-grade sword move "Sword Twenty-Three" ......"

Xue Wusuan nodded, pressed the surging in his heart, rolled up the remnant soul of the Sword Saint with one hand, and then infused Yin Qi to help it repair, and finally closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, and then his body came to the edge of an official road.

A horse-drawn carriage overturns, and a pregnant woman is dying.

"The fetus in the womb has not yet gathered the soul, and it is also a chance. Sword Saint, let's go, see how amazing you will be in your next life!" Saying that, Xue Wushu erased the memory of the Sword Saint, but retained and strengthened his talent, and then shook his hand and smashed the remnant soul of the Sword Saint into the belly of the dying pregnant woman below.