"Human Emperor Sword?" Xuan Yongzhen's face changed slightly, his face was cloudy, but he couldn't see what kind of expression it was.

"As long as you retreat with these loose cultivators, you will not be guilty of offending and slandering my Xuanyuan family today. If not, you will be called to be the head here!" Xuanyuan Liang held the long sword in his hand, his face was cold, in his eyes, this Xuanyong real person seemed to have become a fish to be slaughtered by him.

He had used the Holy Emperor Aura before, but he didn't want to expose the existence of such a sword. Although this human emperor sword is only an imitation of the Xuanyuan sword, it is also forged by the power of previous generations of family masters. It wasn't until this generation of family heads that it was finally formed, and the divine sword was full of the spiritual imprints of the previous generations of family heads, perfectly blending with this Holy Emperor's atmosphere, and it was the strongest divine weapon that the new generation of disciples in the Xuanyuan family dreamed of.

This time, the head of the family entrusted him with a great responsibility, so he gave this sword to him. Originally, he didn't want to expose such a hole card as a last resort, but the strength of this Xuan Yong real person was originally almost the same as him, and there was even the Xuanniao meteorology that was not weaker than the Holy Emperor's meteorology, so that he couldn't attack it for a long time, if he dragged the family master out of the lake, it would be a great loss if the family owner was angry and took back this sword.

With such a trade-off, it is better to expose this sword, so as to drive away this Xuan Yong Zhenren and other dry cultivators. If you don't know each other, it's okay to kill here. Anyway, he is just a generation of young disciples in the Xuanyuan family, and when the time comes, the head of the family will casually pretend to punish himself, and give an explanation to Sanxiu.

In such a short period of time, Xuanyuan Liang had already considered all the causes and consequences of this kind. He looked at Xuan Yong's real eyes again. I can't help but bring a little killing intent!

This Xuan Yong real person thinks that he is the leader of the seniors in the scattered cultivation, and he is highly respected on weekdays, when has he suffered such a great shame. And the other party is only a half-old hairy child, thinking of this, Xuan Yong Zhenren is even more angry.

It's just that although he is extremely angry in his heart, he can't kill this Xuanyuan Liang here, but the sword momentum of this person's imperial sword is too fierce. He didn't dare to stay at all, just now under such a hand-to-hand battle, most of the weather he unfolded was directly broken, if he delayed for a while. It wasn't just his meteorology that was hit hard.

But. Xuanyong real person retreated again and again, and retreated straight for more than 20 zhang, but that Xuanyuan Liang was still as bright as a dragon, and his momentum was monstrous. There is no sign of abating. Finally. The weather above Xuanyong's real head finally couldn't support it anymore. Listening to the scream of the Xuanniao, he was stabbed in the noble head by a golden sword qi of the Human Emperor Sword in Xuanyuan Liang's hand. The Xuanniao, which was already extremely declining, finally dispersed directly into a cloud of green smoke. completely disappeared in front of everyone.

There was a commotion behind Xuanyong Zhenren, and they didn't expect that the high-spirited and majestic seniors who were usually high and majestic would be bullied so much by a new generation of disciples in the Xuanyuan family. Seeing that Xuan Yongzhen would fall at any time, more and more casual cultivators began to turn their heads and flee to the rear.

Just now, the lakeside was bustling with hundreds of scattered cultivators gathering here, but in just a few breaths, less than a tenth of the people remained. In their opinion, Xuan Yong Zhenren is a senior in casual cultivation, and his mana is boundless. At this moment, it was just a temporary gain of the upper hand by the juniors of the Xuanyuan family, and these people hid aside with hope in their hearts, but they refused to leave.

Xuanyong Zhenren retreated and retreated, but the Xuanyuan Liang he saw was ruthless. The two thick and thick brows on his forehead trembled suddenly, and he shouted coldly: "Do you really want to fight the old man here to the death?"

Xuanyuan Liang looked at Xuanyong Zhenren with a cloudy face, and for some reason, his heart suddenly trembled. The killing intent in his mind slowly receded like a tide, just when he was thinking about whether to let this Xuanyong real person leave. Suddenly, a bright red light pierced the sky and shot into his eyes.

It was already evening, and it wouldn't be long before the sky was completely dark.

"The head of the family, they are about to come out!" Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Liang's eyes suddenly became ruthless when he slowed down slightly. Snorted coldly and said: "I sent a message to let you leave before, since Your Excellency has always been stubborn and stubborn as a senior, but you can only do your best to be with Your Excellency for a long time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the body of the Human Emperor Sword in his hand trembled suddenly. An even more brilliant golden sword light rushed straight out, flashing the surrounding void with a layer of pale gold. Invincible, coming towards Xuanyong's real face door, behind this brilliant sword light, there are layers of killing intent.

"It's too much deception, today the old man wants to see if it's you dead or me alive!" Xuan Yong Zhenren was finally completely enraged by this Xuanyuan Liang's actions, and the beard under his chin fluttered one after another when he spoke, and it seemed that he also felt the anger emanating from his master.

Seeing this golden sword light breaking through the air, he was only one step away from the Xuanyong real person. Xuanyuan Liang's eyes were originally full of firmness, but suddenly, there was a very uneasy feeling in his heart.

Hiding aside and quietly watching the two fight, his heart suddenly trembled. As if sensing something, his eyes were unconsciously kicked open, staring at the real person without moving.

At this moment, Xuanyong's real people were all raised, and they looked at this sword light that was getting closer and closer indifferently.

Until the sword light was already in front of him, and he couldn't dodge it anymore. Only then did he hear this Xuan Yong Zhenren suddenly snort coldly, but only four words came out of his mouth, "Bafang Demon Dao!"

With this shout, his whole body hung upwards as if he was being dragged by an invisible wind. At the same time, a black light flashed out of Xuan Yongzhen's body, protecting him entirely. As soon as this imminent sword light touched this black light, it was directly shocked into a little light star, scattered in all directions, and dissipated on the spot!

It's so quiet, it's so quiet, it's so quiet that it doesn't even seem to be breathing.

Everyone who saw such a scene was taken aback, whether it was the disciples of the Xuanyuan family, or the three of them with the wind, and even those scattered cultivators who were hiding in all directions and secretly watching the two fight, all of them had a look of disbelief on their faces.

Xuan Yong Zhenren didn't seem to see the shocked gaze of everyone looking at him, and Xiangshang's suspended figure suddenly stopped. The corners of his mouth curved, a sinister smile appeared, and the black light around him trembled slightly, and a one-foot-square object jumped out of the black light.

Its shape is very strange, and it looks like two intertwined swords. But it was like a cross-shaped blade, no matter what it was, there was no doubt about one thing, it was it just now, and it easily stopped the powerful blow of the man's imperial sword.

The surface of this strange thing has a dark black halo, and it looks very quaint. But for some reason, since such a strange thing appeared in form. The hearts of everyone present suddenly felt heavy, as if they had pressed on a boulder. Around the originally peaceful lakeside, the yin qi was in full bloom, and millions of wisps of black threads could be faintly seen projecting from this thing, submerging into the surrounding void.

Sui Feng stared twice, only to feel that the bottom of his heart was pitch black, shrouded in a dead light. It was like an endless abyss, and every now and then there was the roar or two of the nearer and nearer adversaries. There was a tremor in his mind, and he hurriedly ran the Hundred Flowers Heart Sutra to expel the strangeness in his heart. Only then did he know that what was hanging in front of Xuanyong Zhenren was a peerless murder weapon, and he looked away at the moment and didn't dare to look at it again.

"Roaring ......"

A low roar suddenly came from beside him, and when he turned his head to look at it with the wind, he couldn't help but be startled, Ximen Chang was better. Ji Jian didn't know when his eyes were staring at the pitch-black magic weapon hanging in the air, and his eyes were red, like blood, with a piercing cold. Rao is wind couldn't help but tremble when he saw it.

Knowing that he must have been robbed of his mind by that magic weapon, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, connected several large points on his chest, and entered a neutral true element. Ji Jian's whole body suddenly became agitated, and his eyes returned to normal. (To be continued......)