The sound of the sword coming out of its sheath was like a bang in the ear.


    From the bottom of my heart, there is a fear that lingers!


    At this moment, everyone stared at the direction of the sword Qi.


    However, I didn''t see any figure.


    "Whew --!"


    The sword Qi came straight through the air, and with the power of tearing space, he went to the ten Holy Spirits who surrounded Mu Ying angrily.


    Like a long dragon roaring and dancing.


    There was a little golden light around the sword Qi.


    Huge and incomparable pressure swept over, making the pressure of this world more heavy.


    "Shua!"


    "Shua Shua!"


    In such a moment, suddenly!


    The fierce sword suddenly separated, just right, just ten.


    But what''s shocking is——


    After separation, the sword Qi not only did not weaken, but increased.


    "Bang... Bang!"


    Where each sword Qi passes, the space is turbulent and flying, and the sound explosion is constant.


    The ten saints noticed the sudden attack and didn''t take it to heart.


    But after looking up carelessly, he looked incomparably shocked.


    "Emperor..." the chief elder stared, his face was full of unbelievable, his throat choked, and then suddenly shouted, "emperor sword!"


    Imperial swordsmanship!


    Real imperial swordsmanship!


    Or... The emperor, king, sword and art that have reached the extreme!


    Almost at the moment of recognizing this sword technique, the ten elders fell into extreme fear.


    This scene is too familiar.


    Once... Once in Xumi mountain, the same is true.


    Before the man arrives, the sword has arrived.


    When the sword comes out, it will kill the enemy.


    The real horror of imperial swordsmanship is that people will be afraid of the emperor and can''t hide much.


    Mu Ying, who was seriously injured, also felt the familiar breath.


    He protected Ling Yin with one hand and pressed the wound with the other, and raised his head with difficulty.


    The voice was weak and dumb: "... Master?"


    His swordsmanship was taught by his master.


    But what are these people talking about?


    More than ten years ago, his master attacked Hongmeng palace?


    This sword is also called emperor sword?


    Mu Ying suddenly remembered the name of his spirit pulse, and her pupils narrowed slightly.


    He seemed to suddenly have strength, slowly stood up and shouted with his last strength: "master!"


    Is his master really here?


    Didn''t you give him up?


    Sword Qi, it''s closer at this moment!


    "Go! Go!"


    The ten Holy Spirits had no time to think about why such a powerful imperial sword appeared suddenly at this time.


    They were pale and sweaty.


    As long as you take another step forward and one more second, you can kill Mu Ying and Ling Yin under your palm.


    Step on it, turn around and run away!


    However


    "Poof poof!"


    The footsteps of the ten Holy Spirits stopped at once, and their eyes protruded.


    With his mouth open, he couldn''t say anything at once.


    Suddenly, the accelerated sword Qi sank into their bodies and straightened their central lungs!


    The next moment, suddenly burst open again!


    "Boom!"


    In less than a second, the bodies of the ten Holy Spirits Burst and turned into powder!


    “！”


    Other spiritual saints who are attacking Changliu, Ao lie and others are nearest and have been affected, so they can only stop temporarily.


    They looked over in horror and saw only the powder floating slowly from the sky and falling into the sea.


    It''s... Not even flesh and blood!


    What power?!


    As soon as the pressure was relieved, Ao lie was stunned: "what''s going on?"


    Changliu seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly became excited.


    He looked at the East swept by the sword, and his eyes widened.


    No, is it


    "How could it be?" a living Holy Spirit was shocked. "What happened?"


    What happened?


    That''s what everyone wants to ask.


    Elder Sanxiao was still avoiding the angry baby. Now he was so surprised that another hole was burned in his clothes.


    "Niang, Niang." the fire of chaos clapped his hands happily, "I won."


    Jun Mu''s shallow eyebrows jumped.


    She was really unwilling to admit that the little baby was transformed by the fire of chaos according to her imagination.


    Even if she and Rong Qing have children, how can they be so stupid.


    Although, it''s very cute.


    Elder Sanxiao didn''t dare to do his best because he was afraid that the emperor was in her hands.


    So now the fire of chaos, which has turned into a human form, can be dealt with.


    "Shura!" elder Sanxiao suddenly looked at Shura and scolded, "what are you doing?"


    Shura seemed to finally wake up from a dream. After looking at Su Qingli, he raised his head.


    His eyes converged, his look changed slightly, and he said faintly, "he''s coming."


    Who?


    Who''s here?


    Hearing this, elder Sanxiao''s face changed greatly, and he blurted out: "it''s impossible, he''s dead!"


    People, at this time, have finally arrived.


    "Shua -"


    Under the dark night, the thick dark clouds broke and a light appeared!


    The previously blocked space was completely destroyed at this moment.


    A tall and slender figure came in the air like that.


    Step by step down from the high altitude, each step is like stepping on the flat ground.


    This is a man in a black cloak. His whole body is shrouded in clothes and can''t see anything.


    Only a pair of black and white, tough and warm eyes.


    There was a very gentle smell on him, which calmed the world of riots.


    The man holds a sword in his right hand.


    Red rust has appeared on the body of the sword. It may have been forged for too long, and there are still many cracks on the handle.


    But these did not detract from the power of the sword.


    Seeing the visitor, Mu Ying was shocked and uttered a voice, with some imperceptible ecstasy: "master, it''s really you!"


    Hearing the speech, Jun Mu''s shallow eyes narrowed.


    Is this the master in her brother''s mouth?


    And the sword


    Jun Muqian noticed that the sword in the cloak man''s hand was somewhat familiar.


    From a distance, the material seems to be the same as that in muying''s hand.


    Isn''t it also cast by Changyi?


    "Incredibly... Still alive!" seeing the visitor, elder Sanxiao was deeply shocked, "it''s impossible. How can it be? You''re dead!"


    At the end, it was a roar.


    This nightmare of Hongmeng palace, he is still alive!


    Shura seemed to have expected it long ago. The tip of his eyebrows moved slightly, but he smiled: "what a coincidence. Today, is it the day when old friends meet?"


    When the remaining Holy Spirit saw the cloaked man, he was so frightened that he almost fell into the sea.


    It''s him!


    It''s him!


    Cloak man had no words, and ignored Shura and Sanxiao elder.


    He lifted his eyes slightly and held the sword in his hand again at this moment.


    "Shua --!"


    With a wave of his arm, a sword flower pulled out, and there was another sword Qi, but it shook out!


    Stronger than the previous one.


    "Zi Zi."


    The small space in front of me was completely torn apart!


    Feeling the majestic power, elder Sanxiao couldn''t know what the cloak man was going to do and was stunned: "stop!"


    However, it is too late.


    "Bang bang!"


    Several blasting sounds sounded again, and the other living Holy Spirits couldn''t even make a sound, and all became fragments.


    Just a move!


    And it''s so crisp.


    Elder Sanxiao asked herself that she couldn''t do it, even if she was inferior and supreme.


    Suddenly, the eyes looking at the cloak man were even more frightened: "you have reached the supreme?!"


    How is that possible!


    Less than twenty years have passed!


    More than ten years ago, he was only a senior Holy Spirit, and he had been overwhelmed by Hongmeng palace.


    Now, it''s better than her?


    The cloak man still didn''t speak and held the sword for the third time.


    Also at this time, suddenly, the rainstorm was torrential.


    It seems to be telling about the past grievances and disputes.


    No one dared to move, and all eyes focused on the man in the cloak.


    Some are frightened, some are confused and some are excited.


    "What are you going to do?" elder Sanxiao shouted angrily, "when you hit Hongmeng palace for no reason and killed so many people, the palace leader didn''t care about you. Now you want to continue?"


    Shura stood aside without saying anything. He looked at Su Qingli and fell into deep thought.


    Mu Ying stared at the cloak man tightly, but her eyebrows wrinkled.


    He once thought his master had abandoned him, but now


    "Oh -"


    Suddenly, a very low laughter sounded and spread out in the East Sea.


    But the cloak man said, "you''re all going to kill my son. Do I have to watch?"


    The tone was gentle, and the vulgar appellation was spoken by him, but it was also very elegant.


    “！”


    This sentence fell, suddenly, there was a silence.


    All life is silent!


    Jun Mu''s shallow eyes were shocked, and an uncertain guess gradually floated in his heart.


    The people in Hongmeng palace were also shocked. Elder Sanxiao was unbelievable and suspected that he had heard wrong: "what are you talking about


    Son?!


    At this time, the cloak man had an action.


    He slowly raised his hand and took off the cover from his face.


    Then he turned slowly.


    His face was not very clear in the rainstorm.


    The rain continued to flow down his eyebrows and eyes, gathered into a stream at his chin, and then fell.


    The man stood there, his appearance exposed in everyone''s eyes.


    Mu Ying''s pupils suddenly enlarged and his body trembled violently.


    "Xiaoying..."