Sword Ancestor. No one knows where a legendary person came from. The word "Sword" is derived from his mouth. What is sword is created by him, and it opened up a feasible path for future generations. Whether he exists or not is still doubtful, but Zhang Kaifeng dared not deny it at this time, because the temperament of ten thousand swords alone cannot be doubted. His sword heart is trembling, and the peerless holy demon sword keeps crying, as if he wants to surrender to the pressure of the ten thousand swords ancestor.

This is the biggest crisis Zhang Kaifeng encountered in his life. It was a disaster. Nine young founders appeared at the same time. I have never seen them in hundreds of years!

If anyone else had to tremble and even worship them, it would be inevitable that these people would lose their fighting spirit and no one would laugh at them.

"Can't you really ask the sword against the will of heaven? Where is my life?" Zhang Kaifeng's heart sank into the bottom of the valley. Even if he turns into an innate realm, he may not be able to survive. Nine young creators took action at the same time. What is this concept? Do your best to imagine, and it is impossible to imagine what it would be!

The most excessive thing is that even people like the Sword Ancestor who are against the will of heaven have come. This is really a bully and has no discussion. Nine Taoist creators will join in unless he turns into an immortal.

"puff"

As soon as he fought, he immediately hung up the lottery and was beaten away by one of the founders. The demon body of the holy demon's original body cracked instantly, and nine people occupying all directions took action at the same time. When the immortal comes, he will be depressed.

Success? How is it possible?

Zhang Kaifeng roared to the sky and roared angrily. He wanted to dispel the fear in his heart. At this time, there was no way out. He could only move forward and could not break through. He would die.

He rushed up and took the initiative to confront him. The roaring sound of the top of Tianduan Mountain was endless. If Tianduan Mountain had not been special, it would have been heard long ago. But facing these nine people, who dared to win, this is everyone's voice, and Zhang Kaifeng was no exception.

He opened his mouth and whistled, his head standing upside down. He fought against the peerless powerful people in the tilted sea of ​​swords. Even if you are good at sword skills, you still don’t see enough. Zhang Kaifeng had a palm with the ancestor of Buddhism, and he flew out. Without paying attention, his shoulder was smashed to pieces by the demon seal. He broke his bones on the spot and his shoulders collapsed. The ancestor of Confucianism even killed him in real life, and the other founders also took action.

"puff"

Blood splashed, and Zhang Kaifeng's body was blown up. Even the most powerful Holy Demon Yuanfei was not good. It was still not enough to face the nine young Taoist creators.

Blood stained the sky red, and for a moment, even the sword sea seemed to be still, as if everything was over, and no sound came out. This was a strange calm, but the sword sea was still there and did not disappear.

In the void, pieces of flesh radiated sword intent, and many bones were also filled with terrible marks.

Zhang Kaifeng has never been as desperate as he has ever been. Even if he fell into a cliff in that battle, he would never have had the despair and darkness at this time. It was not because he could not do it himself, but because these people were too powerful, not at the same level at all, nine people came out together. Who else in the world could block their attacks?

The demon fetus burst out with demonic energy, reorganized the body, and the soul was immortal. A villain with a high fist stood in the center, roaring in anger in this void, which was sad and unwilling to accept it. The bones and blood flowed backwards, gathering together, and then continued the bones of the body collapsed and collapsing.

"I am unwilling to accept it. If I choose this path, how can I destroy it halfway? But it's too difficult. No one can help me. Everything will depend on myself!"

Zhang Kaifeng bathed in the demonic energy of the sky, and circulated the holy demonic body to resurrect in the blood light, reorganizing his true body. His thick black flying dance looked excited and full of unyielding. He couldn't help but shout to the sky. No one could save him, cut off the influence of many ancestors, and rely on himself to walk out of his own path.

From birth to growth, how can a person not be influenced by subtle influence? It is deeply penetrated into the bone marrow or even the soul. It is not easy to cut it off.

Now he has no way out. The journey of asking for swords has begun. He just gave up the idea of ​​asking for swords against the will of heaven. It’s already too late.

In an instant, the fragments flashed through his mind were reluctant to leave. Many people still didn't have time to take a look or explain. Is he really going to die here?

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm going to walk out of my path." Zhang Kaifeng was covered in demonic energy, just like the ancient sinful demon coming back to the earth, and was about to overturn the world.

"brush!"

A level-strong man came to kill, and the sword ancestor took action, and he came up with a sword. According to legend, his sword is reversible, and he can kill the immortal with a light swing.

In the surging sword sea, the sword ancestors of the young age could not see the true appearance clearly, but they could sense the aura of supremeness and a majestic figure. He slashed down with one sword, the void collapsed, the galaxy turned around, and even the sea of ​​sword was broken by him, with a rainbow of momentum, with a vast sword momentum and boundless.

It is also a strange fate to have the opportunity to meet such a person. Throughout history, no one of his peers can compete with young Taoist creators!

Zhang Kaifeng turned his head, and the eyes that were scattered under his head became more and more intense, and the corners of his mouth were even more magical, and he rushed forward with a crazy wild nature. All the people present were respected ancestors, but at this time they could only cut them all off.

"boom"

However, Zhang Kaifeng collapsed again, and three other Taoist creators also took action. Without a fair fight in this strange space, the battle with the sword ancestor he expected would not work at all.

"brush!"

A sword light penetrated through ancient and modern times, and the brilliant light reflected the most terrifying sword, and Zhang Kaifeng was instantly cut in half.

There are swords, and swords have never disappeared in ancient times! They are like a pair of brothers, and competition has always existed.

Before he could rush closer, he was killed by this strong man. He was the "Sword Emperor" of the sword, the emperor of the sword, and the emperor of the ancient and modern times.

Cry! Despair! Give up! Regret------.

Faced with these people, these voices were full of magic. This was the negative emotions left by those who failed to ask for the sword. They seemed to be deeply imprinted in their minds, causing people to give up involuntarily. However, Zhang Kaifeng did not hear the Buddha's name, but still rushed to fight hard, even if he had broken his hands and feet or even his head.

This is a difficult and cruel battle, with no luck or accident, only relying on strength.

A long spear penetrated the long river of the world, and only the spear that could not be seen directly left in the world. It made Zhang Kaifeng's body almost fall down. It was a terrible sight, and his torso turned into a stream of blood mud. At the same time, the sword ancestor killed from behind and saw him. He split him in half with a sword. The sword light that swarmed out of the iron sword smashed his body.

"ah………"

Zhang Kaifeng screamed, the pain was like the soul was torn apart by the sword light, and his true body was shattered again. He reorganized in the distance with difficulty, consuming a lot of blood and energy, but the road ahead was a little narrower.

The young Taoist creators were all ruthless, not because they were the incarnations of Tao, and the traces of the strongest people in the past left by heaven and earth, not the original people.

If Zhang Kaifeng wants to go against the will of heaven and ask for the sword, he is above the Tao created by all the powerful people in ancient times, he has to pass this level and can only face life and death.

"bite!"

The melodious sound of swords came over, and the sound of swords spread out for many miles. The sword waves that swept from the sword spread rapidly in the void, shattering the sky, and the scene was terrifying.

It's the sword ancestor again!

The iron sword is like a mountain, covering the sky, and the entire space has no place to live, and it is extremely domineering. Not only do you want to crush Zhang Kaifeng to death, but the endless sound of the sword also turns him into a pool of blood mud.

"Buzz!"

The Taoist creator of Taoism also took action. The old man with fairy style and Taoist gang also made a black hand without any ambiguity. He took a whisk and turned the sky into a black hole.

Zhang Kaifeng stepped forward to fight, but was exhausted and his whole body was almost drained. The Holy Demon Yuanfei claimed to be a continuous stream of true energy, but when facing these people, he had to squander all of his true energy, because these people were all young creators!

"puff!"

Finally, he was once again broken by five creators, and his flesh and blood were splattered, which was a terrible sight.

"I long for a fair fight." Zhang Kaifeng roared.

But the only response to him was a more fierce attack, a killer move like a river pouring out.

Zhang Kaifeng hurriedly shrank his head, and he couldn't complain a word. These people were so cruel. He was really angry. He spit out an old blood after reorganizing his body. He had seen someone bullying someone like this. He didn't have time to cry and couldn't even shout!

He could see that even if he could not beat Xiaoqiang, he could not withstand such endless bombardment. He was washed over and over again, until he exhausted his life potential.

Even if the "Holy Demon Yuanfei" is no longer mysterious, because every time you condense the demon blood and reunite the true body, you pay a heavy price, and the origin is exhausted!

Zhang Kaifeng was crazy and suffered repeated injuries. If he didn't kill one or two young Taoist creators, he would be sorry for himself. He would use all the means he could use. No matter whether he was despicable or not, he would avoid others and identify with the sword ancestor.

The ruthless man, Jianzu, hit him hard several times, and almost slashed him in half just now, which really attracted people's hatred.

"The devil destroys the six paths!"

Zhang Kaifeng shouted loudly, his spirit climbed to the extreme, his blood and energy penetrated the void, and his long sword slashed out, bombarding six ancient worlds, revolving and suppressing everything.

The sword intent is invincible!

This is the sublimation of Zhang Kaifeng's spirit, and the sword moves evolved are even more majestic. He wanted to fight against the Sword Ancestor alone and see if this man, known as the Sword Ancestor, is really strong, or is the swordsman in later generations better.

The word "Sword Ancestor" itself represents the ultimate of the sword. It can fight against his Taoist body when he was young, and even if he dies without regrets. Zhang Kaifeng goes forward and shows his strongest blow!

However, the rule here is not him, and everything cannot be as he wishes. Three young Taoist creators who do not know their identities rushed over and punched their palms, with their power exceedingly powerful.

Zhang Kaifengzi instantly turned into a ball of minced meat, so miserable that it could not be more miserable.

"No, if this continues, there will be no hope for life. I must be able to gain strength in the sea of ​​swords and replenish the loss, otherwise I will not be able to hold on for a few times." Zhang Kaifeng said to himself.

"The three swords of heaven, earth and man come out together!"

After swallowing a large amount of sword energy, Zhang Kaifeng used the three swords of heaven, earth and man, and swung his hands to evolve into a magnificent and stunning scene. His huge aura was overwhelming and he hit someone beside him.

"boom!"

However, the unknown Taoist creator was unfathomable. He swung his hands and the same majestic three swords of heaven, earth and man broke up Zhang Kaifeng's three swords, and even severely injured him, flying backwards and vomiting blood.

"Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man!"

Zhang Kaifeng's face showed an incredible look. This young Taoist creator who looked very ordinary actually understood the Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man, and used the same sword technique to break his shocking attack.

His hands were shaking and slowly slashed. The sword moved with him. The demonic energy in his body rushed like a long river. This was to force it to condense into a move with what he learned and saw. Moreover, at this moment, his true energy surging, and actually broke through the shackles of his original realm. The power rushed out like a flood that broke through the dam. How could he not be so happy in such a change? He saw the dawn of victory and he shot the most terrifying blow.

However, a breath that was like a volcano burst out from an underwater volcano was also scary. Another unknown young Taoist creator was covered in the sky, brilliant, and looked down on the world.

"boom!"

Each of them had the strongest moves exploded in the extreme and then collided with each other.

This is the legendary showdown that has entered the "extreme" and the most terrifying collision, like a comet hitting the earth. This is a devastating light that floods this place.

Zhang Kaifeng's chest was sunken. He had to be shocked in this situation. His sternum was broken, and other young Taoist founders on the other side were also taking action, so those who touched the "extreme" were fine.

Zhang Kaifeng knew that these were all the ancients who had passed away, and each of them was a genius from their respective periods. They were unique and invincible people, and they were the first person in their respective periods. It was hard to fail.

Some of the founders of these Taoism have also entered. He can occasionally reach the ultimate realm, and these people also have this kind of talent and he does not have an advantage.

The Sword Ancestor and the Taoist Ancestor, who are the Taoists, are all the strongest people, and have been honored throughout history. It is not easy to defeat them, and there is no hope.

Asking about the sword is too difficult. I don’t know how many outstanding people have died throughout the ages. These people can even be compared with these ancestors among their ages.

The road Zhang Kaifeng has to take is even more difficult and difficult. His choice determines all this. Bai Ran has to face the most terrifying punishment from heaven and suppress it with a young creator!

"Come on the sword!"

Zhang Kaifeng summoned the peerless Holy Demon Sword in front of him with a light shout. After hitting this situation, it was too difficult to kill nine young creators, and it was almost impossible to achieve.

However, he didn't want to sit still and wait for death, and he still wanted to ask the sword against the will of heaven!

"Slaying away the Tao of our predecessors means showing our own different Taos, creating my own swordsmanship, and overtaking the way of heaven. Now, only by abandoning others and firming my swordsmanship can we have a ray of hope of success. Kill the nine founders, and I will live alone!"

His fighting spirit was high, his sword energy was surging all over his body, staring at the nine most dazzling mysterious nebulaes in the sky, and staring at the nine young creators!
Chapter completed!