"Xuanyuan Palace's descendant disciple, king-level immortal emperor. Pingyu stared at Zhang Xiang, and said slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, the fifteenth generation disciple of the Xuanyuan Palace in Xia Zhang Xiang, I don't know who the two are?" Zhang Xiang said with a smile to the two emperor-level sword immortals.

"Pingyu. Ping Yu replied.

"Bright blue. Minglan replied.

"If you are not mistaken, the two of them are the two emperor-level sword immortals who came to help Emperor Ming. It's an honor to meet emperor-level masters, especially the two of them are sword immortals, but it's a pity that we are in a hostile camp, otherwise I would really like to make friends with you. Zhang Xiang said in a very sincere tone.

"Zhang Xiang, do you still recognize us?" the Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun came out of the crowd at this time.

"Immortal Emperor Luoyang, long time no see. Zhang Xiang smiled and hugged his fists.

"Today, I want to fight you for that unfinished battle. The Falling Sun Immortal Emperor said emotionlessly.

"Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun, if it were fifty years, I might have fought with you, but now you are not my opponent at all. Zhang Xiang looked at the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor and said.

"It's not an opponent, it's a fight. "The Falling Sun Immortal Emperor said.

The sword immortal is arrogant and indifferent, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will not take back what they say, even if he knows that he is not the opponent of the other party, he will fight to the death if he says it.

There are many sword immortals, but there are too few people who are qualified to be called sword immortals, and Luoyang is one of them.

The blue-shirted sword immortal was plain, and the black-shirted sword immortal Minglan glanced at Luoyang, his eyes were full of approval, this is the real sword immortal.

Some people say that the sword fairy is stupid, because they have to work hard when they meet someone who knows that they are not opponents, and they are definitely fools, some people say that the sword fairy is stupid, does not measure his own strength, and sneers at the sword fairy, but Zhang Xiang is different, Zhang Xiang has his own arrogance, and he only appreciates and admires the arrogance of the sword immortal. This is a kind of spirit, a kind of indomitable spirit that many immortals have at all now, there are many immortals but there are not many who can cultivate to the level of the Immortal Emperor, and there are not many real sword immortals, but all the sword immortals have the opportunity to cultivate to the level of the Immortal Emperor, this is the gap, maybe it is a kind of compensation given by God to the sword immortals.

Zhang Xiang pulled out the Thunder Fire Ice Spirit Sword behind his back, holding the sword in his chest with both hands, and the tip of the sword was facing upward, which was the highest respect for his opponent.

The Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun drew his sword, and his movements were just like Zhang Xiang, standing straight on his chest.

"The fifteenth generation disciple of Zhang Xiang Xuanyuan Palace asked the Immortal Emperor of Luoyang to teach him. Zhang Xiang said in a loud voice.

"Sword Immortal Luoyang asks Emperor Zhang Xiangxian to teach him. "The sound of the setting sun is also very loud.

A king-level immortal emperor, a xuan-level immortal emperor, both of them are people with strong attack power with swords, and they already know how to win or lose without fighting, but despite this, everyone's eyes are condensed on the bodies of the two people.

The blue-shirted Immortal Emperor and the black-shirted Immortal Emperor looked at each other expressionlessly, and they couldn't see that they had any relationship with the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor in their eyes, not only them, but also those sword immortals behind them had solemn expressions, and their eyes were also so calm, as if the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor on the battlefield was not their friend at all.

On the side of Xuanyuan Palace, everyone was very quiet, admiring Luoyang's courage, Zhang Xiang Everyone knew that he was a king-level immortal emperor, but what about Luoyang? Obviously, a Xuan-level Immortal Emperor, if he didn't have enough courage, how could a Xuan-level Immortal Emperor dare to challenge a king-level Immortal Emperor, and it was too late for the Xuan-level Immortal Emperor to escape from the king-level Immortal Emperor!

This result is very clear and understandable without anyone saying, but it depends on how Zhang Xiang makes a move.

The face of the Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun did not show the slightest solemnity, the slightest fluctuation of feelings, he only had a sword in his hand, and he only had the sword in front of him in his eyes.

Zhang Xiang was also silent, his demeanor was natural, and he couldn't see the fluctuation of his expression at all.

Out of the sword, out of the sword.

Without any warning, the Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun and Zhang Xiang slashed their swords at the same time.

The master has only seen a move that has time and a sword is enough to distinguish the winner or loser, not to mention the two people with such a big gap, one move is enough.

Zhang Xiang's sword pierced into the body of the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor like thunder and lightning, but just a ray of light crossed, the body of the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor broke through the middle, and the divine sword also changed its trajectory.

Zhang Xiang's sword is a pure sword, without any other auxiliary attacks, and there is no need to respect the setting sun.

Zhang Xiang is not a sword immortal, but this time it is a pure sword immortal's attack method.

The body of the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor was broken, but his sword spirit was not damaged at all, Zhang Xiang had already shown mercy, maybe it was just a little deviation, and a Xuan-level Immortal Emperor-level Sword Immortal was about to disappear in this world.

The blue-shirted sword immortal was plain, and the black-shirted sword immortal Minglan glanced at Zhang Xiang almost at the same time, and a look of approval appeared in his eyes, the people of Xuanyuan Palace were not sword immortals, but they still fought according to the sword immortals, and they were also respectable opponents.

"Sunset, you're defeated, go back, I hope there will be a chance to fight you in the future. Zhang Xiang looked at the sword spirit of the Immortal Emperor of Luoyang.

"I'm defeated, thank you for your mercy, I'll come back to you when I'm sure." As he spoke, a phantom sunset enveloped his sword spirit and returned to his camp.

"Two seniors, I lost, I'll go back to practice now and prepare for the next challenge. "The Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun said to Ping Yu and Ming Lan.

"Go back, cultivate well, and we hope to see the day when you succeed. Pingyu made an exception and said so many things.

The Immortal Emperor of the Falling Sun clenched his fists slightly at his friends, turned around and galloped away.

actually didn't arrest the immortal spirit of the Luoyang Immortal Emperor, this time Zhang Xiang was really strange, everyone thought that Zhang Xiang, who would not let go of an immortal, would definitely not let go of such a sword immortal's sword spirit, but they didn't expect Zhang Xiang to let him go.

Some people know why, but most don't know why.

Back then, the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor released the Heaven Covering Sword, and despite being in a hostile position, Zhang Xiang still had a good impression of the Falling Sun, and it was precisely for this reason that Zhang Xiang gave up the Sword Spirit of the Falling Sun Immortal Emperor at his fingertips.

"The matter is over, let your seniors come out. The Ming Lan Immortal Emperor said to Zhang Xiang in an indifferent tone.

"Hehe, I'm just afraid that the two of you will be disappointed, I am the supreme commander of the army of the Wind Soul Star Xuanyuan Palace, and there is no one of my predecessors here. Zhang Xiang replied with a smile.

The two sword immortals looked at each other with a look of disappointment, which was very obvious on their faces.

"Then call the other emperor-level people out. "Pingyu Immortal Emperor said.

"There are other emperor-level people, but it's a pity that none of them are sword immortals, and they don't even use swords. Zhang Xiang said in a rather regretful tone.

"Call them out. The Pingyu Immortal Emperor said almost in a commanding tone.

Sword Immortal's arrogance Zhang Xiang knew, but he Zhang Xiang could bear this kind of tone? No, even his ancestor, the ancestor had never commanded him like this in a commanding tone.

"I think it's actually easy for them to break my sword formation. Zhang Xiang replied coldly.

"I don't know what to do. The Ming Lan Immortal Emperor looked at Zhang Xiang coldly.

"Two adults, if you kill this kid, not only will Xuanyuan Palace be in chaos, but those masters behind him will definitely appear. A king-level Immortal Emperor instigated.

"There you go. Pingyu looked at this king-level Immortal Emperor Dao.

This king-level Immortal Emperor didn't expect that his words would lead the spearhead to him, and his face changed suddenly, when Emperor Ming encountered the predecessors of Xuanyuan Palace who had just appeared five thousand years ago, he saw it with his own eyes, and he still remembers that scene vividly. What is in front of him is a king-level immortal emperor, and he is also a sword immortal, can he do it? No, he is not a sword immortal, he can't be this person's opponent at all, and he will be sent to death if he goes up.

"Don't talk nonsense without guts. Pingyu Immortal Emperor said coldly.

Anyway, this guy is also a king-level immortal emperor, and he is a commander-level figure of one party, in front of so many subordinates, he was reprimanded and said to have no guts, how can he mix in the future, the junior of Xuanyuan Palace in front of him may not be so strong, even if he is a sword immortal, he may not be able to threaten his life.

How can I say that I am also a person who has entered the king-level immortal emperor for more than a million years, the kid in front of me must not be able to enter the king-level immortal emperor for a long time, you must know that the gap between the king-level immortal emperor and the king-level immortal emperor is also extremely huge, this gap is enough to pull the sword immortal's attack power advantage to a balanced state, in order to fight in the future.

This king-level immortal emperor gritted his teeth, walked out of his team, and came to Zhang Xiang.

"Your name is Zhang Xiang, right, my king-level Immortal Emperor Ying Xiao. "That king-level Immortal Emperor came to Zhang Xiang and reported to his home.

Zhang Xiang glanced at the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor lightly and said, "You better go back, if you don't want to die." ”

As soon as Zhang Xiang's words came out, the face of the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor suddenly changed, an unknown junior in Xuanyuan Palace was so arrogant in front of him, how could he bear it.

"Zhang Xiang, what kind of thing are you, don't think that you are a descendant disciple of Xuanyuan Palace and think that you are amazing, when I cultivated to become a king-level immortal emperor, even your ancestors didn't know where to stay, are you worthy of being arrogant to me?" In response to Zhang Xiang's contempt, the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor fought back angrily.

Zhang Xiang shrugged his shoulders and shook his head: "There are always some people in the world who like to rely on the old and sell the old, and the old is very valuable? ”

The Pingyu Immortal Emperor and the Minglan Immortal Emperor each had the corners of their mouths, and in just a while, their good impression of Zhang Xiang disappeared, and arrogance, ignorance, and ignorance of bad cars became the best words for them to describe Zhang Xiang.

The Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor roared angrily, the sound shook the void violently, and Zhang Xiang looked at the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor's movements with a smile, full of disdain.

"Don't scream, it's still you even if I call you again. A sentence appeared in Zhang Xiang's mouth that made the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor extremely aggrieved.

"Zhang Xiang, you. The Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor pointed at Zhang Xiang angrily.

"Hurry up if you want to do it, I'm not interested in wasting so much time with you alone. Zhang Xiang's tone was full of impatience.

The Shadow Howling Immortal Emperor couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a roar.

The Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor was holding a red spear of the inferior artifact level with a lower handle, and this spear slid through a red trail in the air and slammed into Zhang Xiang.

Zhang Xiang's body moved, and his fist burst out from his hand.

With a thud, his fist slammed into the Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor's spear.

Ying Xiao's body exploded away, but Zhang Xiang stood there with a gentle smile.

"This kind of attack power is also called a king-level immortal emperor?" Zhang Xiang asked in a very disdainful tone.

The Shadow Screaming Immortal Emperor was completely enraged by Zhang Xiang, Jin Guang's shot just now was not his strongest attack, but it was blocked by Zhang Xiang's fist, which also made him feel the same humiliation.

A spear shadow slid by, and the red spear shadow tore through the surrounding space, sweeping the surrounding air, one by one fierce whirlpools, bursts of shocking piercing whistling sounds, stabbing Zhang Xiang's chest around the spear shadow.

Zhang Xiang smiled, but he still didn't pull out his sword.

The fist is still a fist against a king-level immortal emperor, and the fist is enough.

Punch through the air.

The fist smashed on the spear again, and the spear shattered like glass, although the spear was an artifact, for Zhang Xiang's exterminating power, for Zhang Xiang's medium-grade artifact-level body, this spear was too fragile, it was really as fragile as glass.

The gun shattered, Zhang Xiang's fist did not stop because of this, the immortal armor was shattered, the body was shattered, and the immortal spirit of a king-level immortal emperor fell into Zhang Xiang's hands.

Maybe it was that moment when this immortal spirit disappeared, so that even the two emperor-level masters didn't realize whether this immortal spirit was shattered by Zhang Xiang.

The blue-shirted Sword Immortal said plainly, and the black-shirted Sword Immortal's blue face changed slightly, this young man was far from being as simple as he saw, the commander of the first army of Xuanyuan Palace, a king-level immortal emperor, maybe it should be called a king-level immortal emperor with emperor-level strength.

The face of the king-level Immortal Emperor under Emperor Ming was extremely ugly, the fourth king-level Immortal Emperor, the Shadow Howling Immortal Emperor was already the fourth king-level Immortal Emperor to die near the Wind Soul Star, an emperor-level master, and the commander of the other party was actually an emperor-level master.

No matter what, if a king-level immortal emperor died, even if Minglan, who was an emperor-level immortal emperor in plain language, he would have to make an explanation from his master, and this person would be killed in front of their eyes.

"Now you have two choices, one is to break my sword formation and then fight with the emperor level around me, and the other is to fight with me now, I don't know the two emperor-level sword immortals, how to choose?" Zhang Xiang looked at the two emperor-level sword immortals, his words were full of contempt for everything, and even these two emperor-level sword immortals were not taken into his eyes.

"You're qualified to fight me. "Pingyu Immortal Emperor said.

"Hehe, wouldn't it be nice to say it earlier? It also saves a king-level little guy to come and send him to death. Zhang Xiang said with a smile.

Hearing Zhang Xiang's words, the faces of the king-level immortal emperors under Emperor Ming changed, the little guy, they have been cultivating for so many years, I am afraid that they have never given a junior who has just become a king-level immortal emperor the experience of becoming a little guy.