"retreat!"
Mei Siren shouted in a condensed voice.
Everyone followed him and retreated again and again, including the half-saints.
The battlefield was completely covered by the magnificent palace, and Xu Xiaoshou couldn't even see anyone.
On the contrary, the missionary mirror held drunkenly in the wind could vaguely outline some scenes inside through the palace.
Ye Xiaotian is also retreating.
He almost ran away with the Jade City in his hands, which was too funny to think about.
Does this city belong to you, to Dao Xuanji, or to Xu Xiaoshou?
Why doesn't anyone care?
He wanted to stay and die together, but felt it was too troublesome. Finally, he glanced away, raised the world in his palm, and walked away.
"The Emperor's Sword is the only divine solution..."
"The explosion in a perfect fit state..."
"Beibei is not going to give it a try. He has even taken out the means to suppress the bottom of the box...but he is indeed worthy of being a swordsman!"
Being in the grand palace, Xu Xiaoshou was not frightened and could see all the changes around him, and even dared to take risks.
He has seen the famous sword Tianjie.
The strongest one had to be Mr. Siren's Taicheng Sword Tianjie, but if it could be defeated, it would be the incarnation of the Holy Emperor's thoughts!
However, it is the strongest...
Mr. Si Ren and Taicheng Sword have different tonality. It is a forced natural solution, and the strength is much weaker.
It was the first time for Xu Xiaoshou to see someone like Beibei, who was like a swordsman and wielded the famous sword Tianjie at the level of the five great artifacts of chaos.
And it’s a perfect solution!
The only regret is that her realm is weaker than Mr. Siren's...
"Preliminary estimates suggest that he must have half-saint-level combat power, and not just ordinary half-saints."
"This may be the reason why she can be listed as the Seven Sword Immortal and be qualified for the position of the white-robed Taoist Master."
"Afraid?"
Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and saw that he couldn't straighten the deadlift and was trembling in pain.
"Woo..."
Zangku is almost choking, who is not afraid?
Even from the Emperor Sword, Xu Xiaoshou had never seen a sword spirit with such full emotions.
He said excitedly: "If you are afraid, I can replace your two big brothers now, but you don't have to think about surpassing them again in this life."
Boom! !
Zangku suddenly bounced away, the sword stretched straight.
The sound of swords echoed endlessly in this glorious palace.
Xu Xiaoshou grabbed it with a smile, shook it slightly, and held a sword flower in his arms, "Here it comes..."
…
boom!
The wind and clouds roared, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.
Under the gaze of everyone, everyone in front of the Five Realms Missionary Mirror saw that the huge imperial palace where Master Shou was trapped suddenly condensed the phantom of an eight-sided imperial sword that was ten thousand feet high.
It reaches into the sky, and before it hangs down, the huge sword tip has already penetrated into the emperor's palace.
Just standing here, without giving any orders, it surrounded the endless sword intent from tens of thousands of miles around, gradually arming itself and solidifying itself.
"Huhuhu..."
The world in the palm outside Yujing City was pierced by time and space jumps, and countless spiritual swords roared towards it.
The flying swords were dyed golden as they traveled, and they emitted sword light, converging into a golden sword dragon.
"Boom boom boom..."
Outside the city, the onlookers were sword immortals and sword masters, belonging to the sword power from various places around Yujing City, followed by a spectacular surge of swords.
The tide swept up from all directions, formed by various sword intentions, and eventually turned into a golden sword dragon.
The two sword dragons just knocked on the door of the emperor's palace and entered the emperor's sword.
The picture in the preaching mirror changed and entered the image of Tianjie.
But he saw that the dome of the palace had been broken open, and what looked like the tip of a giant sword capable of destroying the world was poked out.
When a person is under the sword, it is like a sword hanging in the desert dripping dew to quench his thirst, but it is insignificant.
"Emperor Sword·Double Xiaolong!"
Following this sound, the shadow of a golden empress appeared on the only supreme throne in the palace.
She only slightly raised her arms...
"Boom! Boom!"
Two huge golden dragons outside the palace suddenly charged with ten thousand swords, and King Qin protected them.
Just the aftermath swept over, and the sword intent was like a torrential wave, instantly covering the boat and drowning Xu Xiaoshou who was trapped in the emperor's palace.
"Master Shou is dead?!"
Feng Zhongzui was startled and quickly zoomed in on the picture.
Everyone hurriedly looked around and saw Shou Ye, who was like a duckweed without roots in the wave of sword intent...
He is the root!
He was rooted in the void and allowed the sword intent to surge through his body, remaining indifferent.
He looked at the sword with a thought, his fingertips touched the Tibetan pain, and then he took advantage of the situation and flicked it.
"Sword-pushing style."
boom!
Thousands of waves were reversed at that time.
Shunsui Zangku uttered a sword and slashed at the figure of the empress on the throne.
"Dial?"
"Reverse path?"
Feng Zhongzui screamed, "He reversed the wave of the sword intention of the twin owl dragons, used the sword intention as the front, and returned a sword! This is the second generation of Toshen Nian!"
The scene cut to the shadow of the empress on the throne.
Seeing him standing in the air, he summoned golden dragons to wrap around each other under his arms and sleeves, showing no anger and self-power.
"correct!"
"The twin owl dragons are just the aftermath."
"The Twin Xiaolongs are the embodiment of the absolute imperial system of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship. Bei Jianxian's use of this realm is simply superb."
"Now is the real attack method after Emperor Sword Tianjie, so you have to keep your eyes open to see it!"
As Feng Zhongzui's passionate voice settled, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the emperor's palace:
"Those who disobey will be punished!"
The empress waved her sleeves, and the golden dragon poked out from under her right arm, "Go!"
Ouch! The dragon's roar caused ripples in space, causing the image of the missionary mirror to become distorted.
The next moment, the wave of sword intent headed by Jian Nian collided with each other.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The violent explosion of sonic boom and the layers of distorted space seemed to hit the faces of the spectators in the five regions through the missionary mirror.
But it was just a moment of stalemate...
"You can't bear the pain!" Feng Zhongzui, with sharp eyes, immediately shouted:
"How can a third-grade spiritual sword withstand the liberating power of the Chaos Artifact's Imperial Sword?"
"Master Shou, what are you doing? You want to die, but you have to commit suicide. This sword is so spiritual... can you give it to me?"
Click!
The all-conquering Sword Thought suffered its first setback when it was torn into pieces by the golden dragon, the embodiment of the absolute imperial will after the liberation of the Imperial Sword.
Xu Xiaoshou's face was solemn. This was the first time he saw someone using a frontal attack method that was "harder" than Cheshen Nian.
"punish!"
The empress pronounced her verdict, and the golden dragon bit her head.
At the critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to block it with his sword. After feeling Zang Ku's trembling emotions, he realized that the quality of this product was not good.
so……
When faced with an attack of this level, the only way to deal with it is with the ancient sword cultivator.
My first choice is also the Four Swords.
Then haven’t I also relied on the evil reputation of Yousi Sword for a long time?
If I am the Eight Masters and a native of Meisi, and I only have a broken sword in my hand, how can I defeat the strong with the emperor's sword Tianjie?
No time to spare!
Xu Xiaoshou could only draw out the sword with one stroke, and the Qinghe Sword World bloomed all over his body.
As Zangku followed him, he turned into a huge blue sword that lifted the sky.
At this moment, there was a slight delay in the golden dragon's sudden advance.
"The third-rate Hongmei, the Qingshi Sword!"
boom!
The Qingshi sword, which condensed the entire Qinghe sword world and slashed through the air and time, severely sliced the head of Shuang Xiaolong, a right-armed golden dragon.
"Master Shou is crazy!"
Outside the venue, Feng Zhongzui's hands shook when he saw this scene.
He did not continue to speak, and in the next moment, everyone knew why he said this.
"Click!"
Qingshi's sword cracked.
The pain inside was violently shaken, and a black fragment on the sword body collapsed.
"Destroying force with force is certainly a good method, but Zang Ku is too brittle - it is not brittle at all, and it is really incomparable to the Emperor Sword! Master Shou wants to raise a Broken Sword that will succeed Qing Ju. Is it painful to hide the sword?" Feng Zhongzui's eyes widened.
Can't bear it...
With just such a touch, Xu Xiaoshou, Dunxiao, even the second-rate Hongmei third-rate, couldn't withstand the impact of the Emperor's Sword Tianjie.
The rest probably won't work either.
So hard!
The combination of Bei Bei and Emperor Sword's human sword has simply raised her combat power to an extreme peak.
Is this the power of "perfect heavenly solution"?
withdraw!
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't bear to hide his suffering, so he died like this.
When the Qingshi sword strikes, he withdraws the sword on the spot.
But with this withdrawal, it is not only the Qingshi Sword that is withdrawn, not only the hidden suffering, but also all the momentum accumulated from the beginning!
"laugh……"
The shadow of the golden dragon suddenly penetrated the chest, and blood stained the entire imperial palace.
A drunken howl sounded in the wind at the right time:
"It's lost!"
"I heard that Lian Xuanji Palace... Oh, old master, don't fight!"
"Anyway, I heard that Mr. Shou rarely gets beaten up and bleeds. Now even a certain... oh, some semi-saints can't do anything to him."
"In order to hide his pain, he endured the pain and took the blow from the Twin Owl Dragons. I love him so much... but he will regret it!"
In the emperor's palace, Xu Xiaoshou groaned and lowered his eyes to see that the wound on his chest had healed...
At this moment!
He suddenly felt something was wrong, the energy and blood in his body were boiling rapidly, and golden sword energy burst out.
The sword energy turned into ten thousand swords and traveled through the body, starting to wreak havoc, and was finally recalled by the huge imperial sword above the head...
"昘欻欻!"
In the picture of the preaching mirror, Master Shou shot out countless golden sword energy, bringing out the blood mist in the sky and returning to the towering giant sword hanging on the top of the emperor's palace.
The shadow of the World Sword that pierced through the clouds suddenly became a little more solid.
…
"Xu Xiaoshou, are you injured?"
At this moment, in front of the preaching mirror, Gu Qing 234, Xiao Qixiu who had moved to the new house, Xin Gugu storyteller and all the people who were close to Xu Xiaoshou all leaned forward with nervous expressions.
This guy who even dared to tear apart the Holy Emperor Qilin, after being restricted in combat power, is now in a situation where he really can't deal with the Emperor Sword Tianjie?
Seven Swordsmen Beibei, so terrifying?
"He underestimated the Emperor Sword, and also underestimated Tianjie..." Gou Wuyue murmured softly.
"Yes, I, the master of the Tao in white clothes, am not worthy of my fame?" Dao Qiongcang still stood on the side of the Holy Temple as usual.
Gou Wuyue looked back silently and glanced at him.
Sometimes he really couldn't figure out whether this coquettish old man was being sarcastic unconsciously or deliberately, or maybe because he was too sensitive and was overthinking something.
Of course there is one last possibility...
This guy is slutty to the core. He can speak a simple sentence that can be listened to upright or backward. There are puns in every word, and there is no shortage of accusations and insults.
"Where are you, what do you think?" Dao Qiongcang ignored Gou Wuyue, Mao held his hands and sighed, glanced at the eight acquaintances...
Finally, he turned his head and smiled at Gou Wuyue.
He really did it on purpose!
Gou Wuyue didn't even bother to stare, and looked at the attentive Eight Masters.
Ba Zunzhen kept staring at the image of the preaching mirror. After looking at it for a long time, his eyes became a little astringent and presbyopic. He rubbed them and said in a rustling voice:
"He is still lacking and underestimated the famous sword Tianjie."
"But don't forget that it has only been more than a year since his debut. The strongest Tenjie I have ever seen is also a fake of Mr. Mito."
"You and Nu Lanzhi can't figure it out. Mr. Siren and Taicheng Sword are not compatible enough. Rao Yaoyao begged Sesame to throw watermelons. Xuan Cang ignored her at all. I can't do it now... We are all useless."
"In comparison, Beibei is young and vigorous. He is a replica of Wen Ting and who else. He should not be underestimated. There is no doubt about the power of the Emperor Sword."
"Except for the few boys taught by Old Wen from the Burial Sword Tomb, only you guys from back then can experience the taste of perfect heavenly solution from me... Who can Xu Xiaoshou learn from?"
These words make people want to hit people, but also make them think deeply.
The Eight Masters clicked the preaching mirror, looked at Gou Wuyue, and continued:
"But he's still the same, still learning."
"From the emperor's palace where the emperor's sword dominates Tianjie, from the head-to-head test of strength and suffering, from showing no trace of resistance to personally feeling the power of perfect Tianjie..."
"There is no better way to solve problems than personal contact. Beibei will be his best teacher. He can make up for this shortcoming that no one can teach him."
"And after this..."
As soon as the eight masters paused, Gou Wuyue, Dao Qiongcang, Storyteller, Wei crazy, and even some guys in front of the preaching mirror who were attracted by the high-quality discussion of this group of actors couldn't help but look sideways.
Bazun smiled knowingly and spread his hands lightly:
"Tibetan suffering is so spiritual now. I can't imagine it being solved together with the Four Swords and the Yan Python... No!"
"Maybe you don't have to imagine it, you can just recall it."
Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound, and the white-robed swordsman around him appeared in his mind, the fairy sword Zitianzui, the demon sword Nulan's voice, the vicious sword with four swords, the wounded sword with no sword of great sorrow and tears, and the monk who was not a broken sword. The horrifying scene of Qingju being dissolved at the same time.
His lower teeth quickly stuck out, his face was deformed, and he said in a strange manner: "Yo yo yo, you can..."
He spread his hands, "Imagine that!"
He spread his hand in front of the Eight Masters, blooming like a flower, "Imagine it!"
Then he spread it out in front of Gou Wuyue, "Imagine it!"
Then the storyteller said, “Have you thought about it?”
Still not crazy...
"roll!"
"okay."
…
The golden dragon passed through his chest, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that the sword energy in his body could no longer be suppressed, multiplying and breaking.
"Under attack, passive value, +9999."
"Under attack, passive value, +9999."
"..."
You underestimated her!
I thought I could hide my suffering and capture Beibei easily.
He had never imagined that this girl would be so difficult to deal with after she was released from heaven. Numerous sword moves flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind...
There is Mr. Siren, and there are those who play the role of the Eight Masters with Laughing Big Mouth.
However, without exception, they are sufficient for others, but they are still lacking in the perfect understanding of the God Sword.
"Ouch——"
After the golden dragon comes out, the golden dragon comes again.
"punish."
On the supreme throne, the empress raised her left hand, and another golden dragon shot into the sky, responding to the first golden dragon that had gone and returned...
Two dragons playing with pearls!
That bead is the ridiculous Master Shou!
"Chi chi chi..."
A bloody scene appeared in the preaching mirror, and the bloody mist spread over half of the sky, never ending.
The sword energy that broke out from Master Shou's body condensed into the giant sword.
Everyone can see it.
The twin owl dragons can't be stopped!
This is still unstoppable, if the giant sword solidifies and strikes the final blow after the Emperor Sword is liberated...
"Master Shou, where should we go?" Feng Zhongzui's eyes were a little sad and he stared at the picture in the mirror. In fact, he was betting on Master Shou and didn't want to see him lose.
"嘤——"
Xu Xiaoshou hadn't moved yet, but he couldn't bear the pain anymore.
After many side encounters and brushes with the golden dragon, there were already many cracks on its sword body and the blade was curled.
But the scars seem to be no longer able to suppress the will to hide the pain!
When he sensed that the sword holder was in an impasse, Zangku let out a cry of pain, and at the same time a strong call came over:
"Fusion!"
"Follow me!"
"Like her... liberation, Tianjie! We can do it too! Don't be afraid!"
Xu Xiaoshou had endured the injury for so long, and finally received such a strong invitation to fight from Zangku for the first time.
Is this still the sword that scares death?
The corners of his mouth slightly lifted.
Heaven’s solution?
Even if the Tibetan suffering at this moment is solved by heaven, can it be defeated by the emperor's sword?
It is possible to complete a reverse heavenly solution with the sword holder as the leader and Zang Ku as the assist...
But, now, in terms of my level of ancient sword cultivation alone, am I better than the Emperor Sword Duzun, one of the five great artifacts of Chaos?
"Buzz!"
The twin owl dragons came again.
Before Xu Xiaoshou could move, four swords flew out on their own, and one sword struck in front of the dragon's head - it couldn't stand it anymore.
"boom!"
The space surges, the black color grows, and the two are equally divided.
Seeing this scene, the Zangku sword stretched straighter, as if it was about to humiliate itself to the point of breaking.
"Melt me!!!"
Buzz!
Another golden dragon leaped forward, but before Zang Ku could move, Yan Python came out and stabbed the dragon's head with his sword, sending it flying violently.
It hurts so much that it bursts into pieces.
Great dish!
I'm good at food!
I want to be stronger!
"Fusion!!!"
But Tianjie, can only Tianjie fight?
Xu Xiaoshou actually still has a lot of cards in his hand, but compared to those, he can endure it more.
He doesn't just want to make Zang miserable.
He even wants You Sijian and Yan Mang to be anxious!
These two bosses are used to being aloof and arrogant. They can crush and kill their enemies without even showing their spirituality.
How easy is it for a man holding a sword to hold on to his heavenly solution?
And now...
The emperor's sword is unparalleled in the world!
This is more than just suppressing Yan Python, who even scorned the Demon Lord of Demon Sword and Ten Thousand Arms? He also pooped on the head of Yousi Jian, one of the five great artifacts of chaos!
Can they bear it?
Xu Xiaoshou didn't know if they could bear it anymore, but he could bear it any longer!
Zangku didn't get a response from his master. He was so anxious that he spun and jumped in mid-air, but couldn't participate in the battlefield.
Because the two Xiaolongs were divided by Yousi Jian and Yan Mang, they each opened up the battlefield and fought against each other, without losing any of them.
But the twin owl dragons are just one of the images of Emperor Jian Tianjie, how can they be the whole thing?
In front of the palace throne, the aloof empress pointed her finger, and the cold voice sounded again:
"Emperor Sword·Seven Slaughter Pillars!"
Boom boom boom boom boom…
As soon as the voice fell, seven phantoms of emperor swords descended from the sky, penetrated the dome of the palace, and transformed into a sword array, trapping Xu Xiaoshou and Sanjian within.
"kill!"
One word of edict.
The seven slaughtering pillars of the sword array lit up with golden light, and countless noble imperial swords were transformed into countless numbers in the palace.
At the sword grid, his eyes were full of anger, and he woke up with a flash of light.
"Chi chi chi chi chi..."
Ten thousand swords travel through, shuttle back and forth among the Seven Slaughter Pillars and Seven Swords, cutting through all kinds of magic.
This not only penetrated Xu Xiaoshou, but also sent three swords flying, and was blown around by countless sword energies.
Even, the twin owl dragons were liberated!
Every sword-to-sword clash...
Every time the sword energy and sword intention break...
It can bring out wisps of the emperor's sword intent and converge them into the towering giant sword.
After the Seven Slaughter Pillars of the Sword Formation were formed, the speed of convergence accelerated by a thousand or ten thousand times.
The Ten Thousand Zhang Emperor Sword is getting brighter and brighter.
It was so heavy that it seemed as if it was about to fall from the sky, blasting through the entire image of the Emperor's Sword, the emperor's palace!
"Xu Xiaoshou, you lose."
Just as Xu Xiaoshou had just gained the upper hand with his sword, but it did not kill her, Beibei's voice floated out at the critical moment.
At some point, she disappeared into the emperor's palace, stepped onto the top of the towering Emperor Sword, and controlled the sword's final blow without falling.
"Surrender or die!"
But he never thought that at the same time as this sentence appeared, Zang Ku, You Si Jian, and Yan Mang, who were all flying around among the seven slaughtering pillars of the sword formation, all trembled.
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou laughed.
He received three strong offers.
"Fusion!!!" Zangku went crazy.
"Come on, let me give you a try." Boss Yan Mang said.
"Make me crazy, make her crazy, and make you crazy..." Four Swords finally said, "Free me, and there will be no swords in the world!"
(End of chapter)
