Regarding the sudden appearance of a strong man, Emperor Le's expression changed slightly. He did not expect that a strong man would come here so quickly. At that moment, he slowly stood up.
The footsteps gradually approached, and at this time, Le Huang also passed through the thick white mist of spiritual energy and saw clearly the true appearance of the visitor. This was a young man who should be about the same age as him, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and between his eyebrows there was There was a faint lingering murderous intention, and it was obvious that this person's hands should be stained with a lot of blood.
What is particularly eye-catching is that the long sword he carries behind him is very huge, which is quite incompatible with his upright appearance, and looks very strange.
Apparently when he saw Le Huang, the visitor's expression was quite astonished. There was actually someone who had arrived earlier than him.
Le Huang and him looked at each other like this. Both of them were silent and did not speak. The atmosphere suddenly became solidified, and there was also a bit of cold energy in the air.
"It seems that you want to stop me here."
It was very straightforward. The person who came here had guessed what the Emperor of Music was thinking. Looking at his movements, he knew that if he wanted to enter the Hualong Pond, he might have to go through the stage of the Emperor of Music.
"Sorry, yes." Because Le Huang didn't know the identity of the other party, he didn't look proud at the moment, because he knew very well that the person who could find Hualong Pond at this time was probably not an ordinary person.
"In this case, I'm afraid I have to kill you before I can enter the Hualong Pond." The young man carrying the giant sword also shook his head. Without saying too much, he directly took off the giant sword on his back. .
"Bang"
The giant sword was taken off from behind him and touched the ground directly. It made a loud noise. When Emperor Le saw this scene, his eyes suddenly tightened because he found that the place where the giant sword fell was actually There are some cracks.
This clearly expresses how astonishing the weight of this giant sword is. However, this young man has been carrying this giant sword on his back without any discomfort. This is what the Emperor of Music is most afraid of.
"Such a huge sword, in the world of Penglai, reminds me of a person, Sword Master Nangong Potian. It is said that this person was only half a step away from the supreme realm many years ago. I don't know what your relationship is with him." Le The emperor pondered for a moment, and a person's name suddenly appeared in his mind, and this person also had a good reputation in the Penglai world.
The Sword Master, Nangong Potian, was a quite unique strongman in the Penglai world thousands of years ago. He was carrying a huge sword, Potian, which was extremely heavy. It was said that it was cast from meteorite iron, and it was very heavy. It's astonishing that even a strong man of the same level wouldn't dare to take the blow casually.
However, this man began to disappear gradually hundreds of years ago, and no one has seen him since. Now that such a young man appears again, Emperor Delue reminds him of the sword master in the Penglai world.
"You know quite a lot, that's my master." The young man was also quite surprised by what Le Huang knew, and then he introduced himself as if: "Sword God, Nangong Wuji."
Regarding the young man's answer, Emperor Le also nodded. Sure enough, it was related. He was a sword master and a sword god. It seemed that he had also received the true inheritance of his master. If he didn't recognize it, he wouldn't dare call himself the sword god.
"Although you are very strong, it may still be a bit difficult for you to get through."
Le Huang shrugged his shoulders and said, now Feng Hao is still in the Hualong Pond. Unless he comes out, otherwise, he will never allow others to enter the Hualong Pond.
"Then you have to fight to find out." Nangong Wuji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, suddenly raised the giant sword, and waved it. The air was suddenly torn apart, and there was an astonishing sound of breaking through the air.
The next moment, Emperor Le's expression became solemn. He stamped his feet and disappeared directly. Then the moment he started, Nangong Wuji's giant sword appeared without any warning where he was standing. at the location.
"boom."
There was a loud noise, and the gravel on the ground continued to splash up, but the figure of Emperor Le Huang did appear on the other side. He did not make any pause, gave a light drink, and shot out again, straight towards Nangong Wu. Avoid and leave.
The majestic energy fluctuations continued to spread out. Le Huang's speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch him. But even so, the giant sword in Nangong Wuji's hand continued to move. waving.
This giant sword has an astonishing weight, but it looks very elegant in Nangong Wuji's hands. Every time the Le Emperor attacks, he is always able to use the broad blade of the giant sword to resist the Le Emperor. offensive.
Regarding this situation, Lehuang was obviously a little helpless. After failing to succeed in one attack, he had to retreat immediately, because Nangong Wuji's fighting consciousness was so strong that he was able to use the giant weapon in his hand again almost immediately after his attack. Sword to fight back.
This watertight defense method and the storm-like attack were two extremes. However, Emperor Delue felt very unhappy, but he had no choice but to keep attacking.
After this situation lasted for a while, Nangong Wuji also stopped. He raised the giant sword in his hand, pointed at Le Huang and said: "If you only have this ability, don't waste your time."
Hearing this, Emperor Le also smiled and said, "Finally, I can't bear it any longer and I want to use my real skills."
"Instead of wasting time with you like this, it is better to defeat you with all my strength and enter the Hualong Pond as soon as possible." Nangong Wuji shook his head. He felt that wasting time here with Le Huang was simply a wrong decision.
Le Huang shrugged his shoulders at this. This was what he was thinking, and he kept delaying time. An hour had passed now. He didn't know how long it would take for Feng Hao to emerge from Hualong Pond, but the only thing he had now was What can be done is how long it can be delayed.
After Nangong Wuji's voice fell, the momentum that erupted from his body became much fiercer. At this moment, Le Huang's eyes tightened, because he felt that Nangong seemed to be standing in front of him. Wuji has become one with the giant sword in his hand.
People are swords, and swords are people. With such a realm, no wonder he dares to call himself the Sword God, and he is worthy of being the successor of the Sword Master.