When this white long sword appeared in front of everyone, a majestic force surged out like a stormy sea. The huge pressure and unparalleled power made the surrounding space extremely unstable.
stand up.
I saw that the surface of the white long sword was shining brightly, with milky-white halos spinning on the surface of the sword, like the halo contained in the sun. It was impossible to look at, it was extremely dazzling. Under the milky-white halo,
It is a solemn and powerful force, like a high and mighty emperor.
"This is...Xiaoyao Sword? It's actually the Xiaoyao Sword that was owned by the first generation master of Xiaoyao Sect?"
There are some sharp-eyed people in the square. They recognized the white long sword held by the Xiaoyao Sect Master at a glance. The first generation of the Xiaoyao Sect Master in Xituo City was regarded as a mythical figure, and the sword that followed him was the Xiaoyao Sword.
There are also countless rumors.
It is rumored that when Xituo City was first established, there were three emperor-level warriors who coveted this place and united to kill the first-generation sect leader of Xiaoyao Sect. However, the first-generation sect leader at that time was holding a Xiaoyao Sword.
Fearless, one against three, the final result was that the three emperor-level warriors were defeated and fled in panic.
Although it has been a long time, the reputation of Xiaoyao Sword is quite big in Xituo City. Even now, many people still mention Xiaoyao Sword, but it has disappeared since the first generation of Xiaoyao Sect Master established Xiaoyao Sect.
After that, the Xiaoyao Sword completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
All the warriors in Xituo City thought that the Xiaoyao Sword should have been taken away by the first-generation sect leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, but they did not expect that it was actually left in the Xiaoyao Sect, and the Xiaoyao Sect members also hid the Xiaoyao Sword in the first-generation sect.
Within the main stone statue, this was something that no one expected.
"Imperial weapon?"
Zhuo Wen also heard the discussion of the people below, and stared solemnly at the white sword in the hand of the Xiaoyao Sect Master. This long sword gave him a faint feeling of danger. This feeling Zhuo Wen had in Qingdi's Peach Blossom Spring and
I felt it on the killing sword.
Now I feel this familiar sense of danger in this Xiaoyao Sword. Obviously, this Xiaoyao Sword is undoubtedly an imperial weapon. After all, it was the sword of the first generation master of Xiaoyao Sect, the sword of the emperor realm warrior.
Naturally, it is the imperial weapon level.
"No! It's actually an imperial weapon. This Xiaoyao Sect actually has an imperial weapon?" Mo Lingtian, who was standing on the edge of Xiaoyao Square, shrank his pupils and couldn't help but screamed.
"What should I do? Although Brother Zhuo is very strong, he is at most the same as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. Now the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect is holding an imperial weapon, but Brother Zhuo does not have such a powerful weapon at all. The battle between the two is simply unequal.
"Yes." Canaan also said anxiously.
The two beauties next to them, Jiasha and Xuanxing, were also worried. Originally, Zhuo Wen's forceful killing of the five elders of Xiaoyao Sect had already made the four of them feel the dawn of victory, but now the birth of Xiaoyao Sword has made the four of them feel anxious.
Completely sunk into the trough.
"This young man is already extraordinary. He was able to push the master of the Xiaoyao Sect to this extent. I'm afraid that even if he dies under the Xiaoyao Sword, he will die in peace."
"This son not only killed Bai Yixue, the great disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, but also the five great elders of the sect died in his hands. Even if he died in the hands of the master of Xiaoyao Sect this time, I am afraid it will be famous in the entire Xituo City, and even the entire Jiayuan City.
This son's name will be spread throughout the island of God."
When the Xiaoyao Sword was born, the eyes of everyone in Xiaoyao Square were involuntarily cast on the young man with blood-haired eyes standing on the other side of the void, and everyone's eyes were filled with a trace of pity.
The combat power displayed by Zhuo Wen really shocked everyone in the square. They all could predict that if this son did not die, with the talent and strength he showed, his achievements would be limitless in the future, but now he is going to die in Xiaoyao
Under the sword.
No one even has any luck with this Zhuo Wen, because the combat power that a peak Tianzun warrior can exert with an imperial weapon is extremely terrifying. He may still not be the opponent of an emperor warrior, but at least he already has the imperial weapon.
It is part of the power of the realm warrior.
Under the Imperial Realm, everyone is just an ant. This is a popular proverb in the Tiankai Continent. It just explains the power and terror of the Imperial Realm warriors. No matter how evil your talent is or how strong your strength is, in the Imperial Realm warriors
In front of me, you are a complete ant.
Even if the Xiaoyao Sect Master holding the Xiaoyao Sword is far from being able to fully exert the full imperial power of the Xiaoyao Sword, even a part of its power is extremely terrifying. Even the peak Tianzun will fall in the hands of the Xiaoyao Sect Master.
Almost exhausted.
At this moment, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect was very energetic, with his long hair on his temples swaying in the strong wind, making a hunting sound. He was indescribably immortal and majestic.
The eyes of the Xiaoyao Sect Master naturally saw various expressions in the eyes of countless people in the square, including wonder, envy, inferiority, and awe. All these negative emotions made the Xiaoyao Sect Master extremely satisfied, and the corners of his mouth were raised.
, showing a faint smile.
At this moment, he was high up, enjoying the gaze of everyone. This feeling of looking down at the mountains made the Master of Xiaoyao Sect extremely satisfied and enjoyed.
Immediately, he looked beyond the crowd and focused on the young man who had greatly damaged his Xiaoyao Sect's vitality. He also intended to see all kinds of negative emotions in the young man's eyes.
However, when the Xiaoyao Sect Master's eyes finally fell on Zhuo Wen, even the moment they were cast into Zhuo Wen's eyes, his face suddenly froze.
Because, he did not see any strange emotion in Zhuo Wen's eyes, but the indifferent expression from beginning to end, as if nothing in the world could make these indifferent eyes reveal other strange brilliance.
At this moment, the blood-haired young man Zhuo Wen is as cold as a demon and as calm as water.
"You are really calm. You can still pretend to be so calm under the majesty of the imperial weapon. But you should try your best to pretend now. When I kill you later, let's see how you can still pretend.
So peaceful.”
The stiffness on the face of Xiaoyao Sect Leader slowly faded away, and he showed a trace of ridicule to Zhuo Wen in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"Have you finished talking? Why don't you come and die after you finish talking?" Zhuo Wen completely ignored the mocking words of Master Xiaoyao and spat out these words indifferently.
As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyao Sect Master's face froze again, and immediately his face became extremely red, and he shouted angrily: "You have the guts, and you have already reached this point, and you still have the guts to provoke me, okay! Today!
I will make your life worse than death and regret living in this world."
As he spoke, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect suddenly stepped into the void with the sole of his foot, and then the whole person shot out like a cannonball, instantly rushing towards Zhuo Wen in front of him. The Xiaoyao Sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling milky white halo, just like this
For a moment, the master of Xiaoyao Sect was holding the halo of the sun in his hand.
"This guy really thinks he has a long life. The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect is holding an imperial weapon like the Xiaoyao Sword, and he actually dares to provoke me. He really doesn't know how to live or die."
Everyone in the square also showed expressions of astonishment. Obviously, Zhuo Wen's performance just now was beyond everyone's expectation. Of course, after the astonishment, everyone's eyes showed a look of gloating. This man still dares to provoke the master of Xiaoyao Sect. It is indeed
An extremely unwise act.
"Brother Mo! What should we do now? The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect holding the Xiaoyao Sword is too powerful. Brother Zhuo is in danger."
Jia Nan jumped up anxiously, and actually planned to rush towards Zhuo Wen, but was intercepted by Mo Lingtian with one hand. Mo Lingtian looked solemn and said: "You are crazy! With your level of cultivation, rush forward.
Aren’t you looking for death?”
"Then we are just going to sit back and watch Brother Zhuo being killed?" Canaan yelled.
"Canaan! Don't be anxious, haven't you seen Brother Zhuo's expression is very calm? Judging from Brother Zhuo's style, I'm afraid he still has some trump cards that are not afraid of the Xiaoyao Sect Master, otherwise it would be impossible to behave so calmly.
"Mo Lingtian pondered for a moment and said solemnly.
Jia Nan was startled, but calmed down. Mo Lingtian's analysis was right. Zhuo Wen was too calm at this moment, so calm that it was terrifying. Obviously Zhuo Wen might have some kind of powerful back-up plan.
Moreover, Canaan's current strength is indeed low, and I'm afraid it will only become a burden to Zhuo Wen.
"Let's wait and see what happens now! If Brother Zhuo is really no match for us, the worst we can do is die together." Mo Lingtian slowly raised his head at this moment, focusing his eyes on Zhuo Wen's tall and straight back, and murmured in a low voice.
typical.
Canaan, Jiasha and Xuanxing all nodded and their eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen's back. They were also prepared to die.
Whoosh!
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant, and his eyes were already shining with extremely intense brilliance, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a cruel arc. Then his right hand was slowly raised, and the milky white halo of the Xiaoyao Sword became more and more intense.
It seemed as if the darkness in the entire sky was being driven away.
As the halo bloomed, the smile on the face of Xiaoyao Sect Master slowly bloomed, like a blooming chrysanthemum. He knew that under this sword, the hateful blood-haired young man in front of him was dead, and he would definitely die.
"This is the consequence of provoking my Xiaoyao Sect. Now the price you have to pay is your life." The smile on the face of the Xiaoyao Sect Master became brighter and brighter, even reaching the point of laughing wildly.
"Do you think you can kill me with just an imperial weapon?" At this moment, Zhuo Wen also raised his head, his blood-stained eyes were still as cold as a demon, and his indifferent voice slowly spoke out.
"You are really stubborn. You have reached this point. You still think I can't kill you? What a wishful thinking."
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect sneered, and the Xiaoyao Sword that was raised above his head suddenly dropped down. Finally, a milky white halo swayed out, as if the sun burst and spilled countless magma.
"Of course you can't kill me, because it's not just you who has the imperial weapon, but also me!"
The moment he uttered these words, a monstrous killing energy surged out of Zhuo Wen's body. Immediately, a bloody sword was slashed out of the void, crushing him with overwhelming power, like mountains falling from the sky.
The smiling face of the Xiaoyao Sect Master suddenly stiffened...