Thousands of residual lights struck down, and the two swords stabbed together. The sword light faced the sword light. It was not a stunning encounter with elegance, but a collision of "things" that were deeper, more mysterious, and more difficult to understand. together.
There is no intersection of white blades, no flying sparks. This competition is based on artistic conception and spiritual thoughts.
Thunder suddenly rises from the sky, the earth floats and sinks, thunder and lightning flash in the sky, and strong lights burst out of the sky, shaking the people.
The Xianyin Sword at the waist seemed to have turned into an angry dragon lying in the scabbard. When it came out of the scabbard, it seemed to burst from the earth and rise up to the seventh heaven and ninety thousand miles.
Man and sword unite, the sword connects to human nature, and in response to the master's feelings, the sword must be unsheathed!
It seems to be unparalleled in power and power, displaying its edge, displaying its brilliance, displaying its unparalleled, supreme, peerless and even more divine appearance.
The sword has spirit, it is an extraordinary iron thing. The Xianyin Sword seems to have turned into the most unyielding, fearless, most proud thing in the world, and the most magnificent heavenly sword, the Divine Sword!
Suddenly, an extremely desolate and desolate atmosphere appeared between the heaven and the earth. It seemed that the heaven was frightened and angry by it, the ghosts were crying, and the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons were moved by it, and they became pale and frightened!
"Qiang!"
The Xianyin Sword finally left its sheath on its own, and accompanied by a clear chant like a hollow sound, and a faint rhyme like the sound of a piano, a ray of sword light and a cold glow were released.
It was at this moment that the ten thousand swords suddenly trembled, and the ten thousand swords suddenly roared in unison, as if they were afraid, as if they were wailing, and all the sharp weapons in the world worshiped under the Xianyin Sword at this moment.
The sword left the sheath a little, then returned to the sheath. A slender, strong, and gentle hand caressed the hilt of the sword, like a hand caressing a lover's body.
He put his free hand on the hilt of the sword and said slowly: "I will always recast you, there is no need to be in such a hurry!"
Huanwan stared at the sky, the sun was still bright, the clouds and thunder had disappeared, her beautiful face was a little confused, and the scene where the sky and the earth changed color just now felt like a dream.
Lu Miaozi looked at the sword at his waist with a longing, and said with a trembling voice: "'The sound of strings breaks, and thousands of swords ring', this...is this the sound of strings?!"
He put down the hand caressing the blade of the sword, glanced at it, and said slowly, "You know a lot."
Lu Miaozi was both frightened and fascinated, and said dully: "I only regret that I was more than two hundred years late and was unable to witness the shocking battle between your Majesty and the Heavenly Master."
He glanced at him randomly and shook his head slightly.
Lu Miaozi looked confused and looked puzzled.
Ranyi said calmly: "Xiang Yutian can witness my battle with Sun En only because he has the qualifications."
If someone else had spoken like this, Lu Miaozi would have laughed with disdain, but for the person in front of him, he could only smile bitterly and said: "The style of my predecessors is not as good as mine..."
After he paused, he suddenly asked: "May I ask what your Majesty thinks of the three great masters?"
Ranran smiled and said: "Three children, falsely claiming to be martial arts masters..."
After saying that, the man shook his head again, then got up and walked towards the corridor.
Huanwan woke up from a dream and hurriedly followed her, while Lu Miaozi hurriedly said goodbye. However, when he was in front of the small building, he looked at the man's back and couldn't help asking the last question in his heart.
"Your Majesty, what was the outcome of your battle with the Evil Emperor?"
He paused for a moment and said calmly: "I have never lost!"
The words fell, the steps started... He said these words in an understatement, already stating the result clearly, but when Lu Miaozi looked at his back, she could also see the confidence and pride hidden in the deepest part.
Just like when he first met Xiang Yutian in the past, they were so similar...Whether it was the Evil Emperor or the Heavenly Lord, the two of them were not similar in appearance, but in the evil temperament of their bodies; they both loved to laugh, and they always had a smile on their lips. They had a mocking smile, which not only made people feel their cynical nature, but also a sense of pride and arrogance that looked down on all living beings in the world.
The Evil Emperor's goal from beginning to end is the Heavenly Lord, and he disdains everything in the world. But what about the Heavenly Lord?
A mysterious sound suddenly sounded in her ears. Lu Miaozi was slightly startled, and then smiled bitterly.
As if he had suddenly aged a few years, he sighed: "You don't want me to reveal your identity, do you want to see the world laugh at you? Or do you just think this is funny?!"
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Huanwan followed Xuanyuan, trembling slightly inadvertently, and frowning. Even now, she couldn't help but doubt: He was really the man who was in the past, who followed the rules and prospered, and those who went against the rules, and who looked down upon the present generation. "Heavenly Lord"? !
If he is not the Lord of Heaven, then who is he?
Compared with people in the world, she knows very well that the "Heavenly King" really exists, but even if he really exists in the world, is he really the one?
Huanwan thought about it for a long time, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't imagine any other possibilities!
She remembered that when she was young, she heard her master tell some stories about the "Heavenly Lord". At that time, she was not only shocked, but she couldn't help but read through the sect's books to find out what kind of existence that person was.
In the book that recorded the historical facts of the world at that time, the former sage not only recorded in detail many major events that happened in the world at that time, but also mentioned the extremely terrifying existence of "Heavenly Lord" between the lines. .
The reason why Tianjun is called terrible is because he is a person who is almost dubbed "omnipotent"!
She couldn't help but recall the comments that the holy king had made to the "Heavenly King":
Elegant, gentle, and knowledgeable, he is well versed in astronomy, meteorology, mathematics, Qimen Dunjia, agricultural and military strategies, and is proficient in all of them. His knowledge is so vast and his martial arts so high that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. realm.
He is careless by nature, but he is a genius and stunningly beautiful!
What kind of person can achieve the eight words of "genius, stunning beauty, astonishing people"?
With a bitter smile in his heart, accompanied by the trouble of not being able to figure things out, Huanwan came to his side like a shadow and said, "Is the young master really the one?"
As usual, Yiran said calmly: "You don't think I look like me?"
Huanwan wanted to calm down, but she couldn't help but trembled when she spoke again: "You...how can you believe Wen'er?"
Ranyi said calmly: "As long as I am not that person."
Huanyuan said displeasedly: "How can you follow me like this? If the young master is really the heavenly king, why would you ask me to tell you what your plans are and what should my disciples do?"
Randomly asked: "Now Cihang Jingzhai is afraid that a disciple has entered the world to choose a master, so does your Demon Sect have a favorite candidate?"
Huanwan looked at him in surprise, then shook her head.
Randomly smiled and said: "Then wait a little longer."
Huanwan's beautiful eyes widened and she couldn't help but said: "Master, don't you want to..."
Anyan immediately said: "I don't want to!"
There was a trace of curiosity in Huanhan's beautiful eyes, and she asked with a little eagerness: "Why? Is it possible that the supreme feeling of ruling over the world and dominating everything doesn't interest the young master at all?"
Randomly said: "The reason why the imperial power is supreme is precisely because the imperial power has the support of the people of the world. Holding the imperial power is like holding the power of the people of the world."
Huanwan said: "Then why, Master, you..."
Ranran interrupted with a chuckle, and then slowly said: "I prefer confrontation to taking charge of the world."
