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Chapter 678

But he still came.

Glancing at the long sword hanging on the land immortal's waist, the Overlord Sword King revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you going to use swordsmanship to deal with me this time?"

"certainly."

The Overlord Sword King showed a bright smile at the corner of his mouth, it was sincere joy.

He calmly took off the heavy sword from his waist, which was frightening to martial arts people and was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh. He smiled calmly at Tang Xuanming and said, "Please wait a moment and allow me to set up a tombstone for Brother Gai."

, if he were alive, he would never miss this pinnacle battle like ours."

Regardless of whether Tang Xuanming listened or not, while muttering to himself, he used his famous domineering sword to dig a large square pit in the ground and buried Gai Hen's majestic body in the pit.

He regarded the blood-drinking knife that had been broken into two sections as a tombstone and erected it there. After thinking for a moment, he waved the two broken pieces of the knife into the cemetery, waved his hand to summon a wooden board, and said: "Even the fragments of the blood-drinking knife are

, it is also a top treasure for people in the world, so let’s use the wooden sign as a monument!”

"This is how life is born. It will eventually go away with the wind like a wooden monument."

Tang Xuanming was noncommittal and quietly watched the tyrant sword murmuring in front of the tomb.

Following those words that sounded meaningless to Tang Xuanming, Ba Jian's sword energy became more domineering and terrifying.

"Three years ago you and I fought, and it was hard to tell the winner. Both ended in serious injuries. People in the world thought that we were incompatible. Who knew? Only I can understand your lonely and indomitable magic sword.

Only you can understand my domineering and arrogant swordsmanship.

I have no friends in my life, and I will not truly recognize you as my friend until I die, but it is a pity that I will not be able to have a long conversation."

Before the voice fell, the sword in his hand was already in the air.

The domineering swordman who had dominated the world for decades looked up to the sky and laughed: "Let me use my most powerful skills in my life to say goodbye to you. We were unable to communicate freely due to our status and power during our lifetime, but we can sleep here forever after our death..."

On this day, the bright sword cry was heard north of the Yangtze River. The long swords on the waists of all sword-carrying warriors could not help but shake. Soon after, they simultaneously wailed, as if lamenting the death of a king.

At this moment, even if they did not arrive at the venue where the land immortal and the overlord sword fought, everyone already knew the outcome of that battle.

The overlord Sword King Chong, who had been in the martial arts world for decades, and whose one sword made everyone in the martial arts world despair, fell.

"From now on, there will be no domineering sword in the world."

An old man holding a sword sighed, threw the long sword at his waist to the ground, and walked away without looking back.

A young knight-errant with tears on his face broke the heavy sword in his hand to commemorate the sword king in the hearts of countless people.

Tang Xuanming stood in the north of the Yangtze River, his eyes as cold and cold as ever. In front of him, the sword fell to the ground feebly.

The majestic middle-aged man holding the sword gradually lost his strength in his arms, and even his body could not stand firmly. He could only hold on to the sword that used to be as light as a feather in his hand.

There was a translucent sword mark on his chest, from which life was flowing continuously.

But there was no despair or fear in this Ba Jian's eyes, instead there was a different kind of joy.

He looked at the wooden sword that pierced his chest, then turned around in the void as if it had a spirit, and flew into Tang Xuanming's hand, with endless joy in his eyes.

"Swordsmanship!"

At this moment, he seemed to have seen another level of swordsmanship, and he felt endless joy in his heart, but there was also a faint regret.

"It's a pity that we can no longer see the scene of sword control circulating between heaven and earth."

Before the thought came to an end, the sword king who dominated the world had already lowered his noble head, and his breath was gone. The corners of his mouth were still slightly raised in his breathless body.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you may die in the evening.

As a swordsman like this, dying under the strongest swordsmanship is not an insult to him, but an honor.



Cuckoo!

The dove that had been lost inadvertently flew over the palace, and would wait for it to find the right path again, and a cold arrow would pass by silently.

"Goo!"

Feathers fly and birds fall.

On the eaves of the palace, the Imperial Guards who were integrated with the eaves coldly retracted their crossbows and disappeared into the darkness again.

But this scene did not distract anyone.

In the empty square, the eunuch walked quickly but still quietly. Along the way, his keen sense of martial arts noticed at least dozens of cold and emotionless eyes sweeping over his vital parts. He knew that even if he

It's a familiar face, but it still means nothing to these dead soldiers guarding the supreme human emperor in the palace.

Only the high, bone-chilling token held high in their hands would make these guards put down their guard.

"What's the news?"

The most powerful person on earth still spoke calmly, leaving only the eunuch with a tall and mysterious figure, but the eunuch could hear the majestic waves hidden under the water surface.

"He wanted to hear good news."

This was the eunuch's judgment. Thinking of the secret order in his arms, his head couldn't help but lower.

"Ba Jian is dead!"

"Where's the Land Immortal?"

The words were still calm, but there was a hint of anger and even a hint of fear.

The eunuch didn't dare to think any more and reported quickly.

"The Grand Governor found no signs of injury on the land immortal."

"No injuries..."

The last word has a long pronunciation, making it difficult to grasp the meaning.

The eunuch knew that this was usually the prelude for the supreme figure to kill someone. If the most powerful figure on earth continued to be so anxious, all their slaves would suffer.

If they cannot share the Lord's worries, there is no point in keeping them.

If he could not report some favorable news, this unique man in the world would not mind cutting off his head to urge the traveling governor.

"But the Grand Governor has discovered other secrets, which may allow him to restrain the land immortal."

The figure still didn't look back, but his breathing became slightly heavier.

The eunuch did not dare to neglect, and spoke in the fastest and still clear words in his life.

"The three most outstanding masters all died in the fields they were best at. The holy monk died due to Buddhist moves, the magic sword was split into two pieces by a more weird and evil magic sword, and the domineering sword was penetrated by a legendary sword-controlling blow.

Die with your chest..."

The pressure in the air increased, and cold sweat continued to break out on the eunuch's forehead, but he did not dare to wipe it away.

He knew that if he could not satisfy this supreme figure, he would definitely die here. He had already felt a terrifying murderous intention gathering in the shadows, and he had no way to resist it.

"Keep talking."


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