The clouds break and the sky breaks.
A sword comes from the south.
The sword's edge is three feet eight inches, and its net weight is eight kilograms and two taels.
The sword's ancient meaning seems to have been preserved for thousands of years.
The blade of the sword is as warm as the rising sun.
Falling in the palm of the slender jade hand, the body is spiritual, buzzing and trembling, as if excited, as if surrendering, circles of ripples swaying from the whole body of the sword, and the sword energy soars into the sky.
This ancient sword comes from the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion.
Sword Master Liu Bai was sitting cross-legged on the bank of the Tan, looking at the dried up pool in front of him, thinking of the ancient sword that had cost countless efforts to break through the pool, and remained silent.
This 'Sword Master', who is said to be invincible in the world, seems a little weak and tired at this time.
He spent a lot of effort refining that ancient sword. His sword intention and spirit were entrusted on the sword. It was the strongest sword in the world.
When the ancient sword left the pond and broke through the clouds, his sword intention and spiritual vigor also left with it, making him naturally weak.
The life sword was taken away, but Liu Bai didn't have any angry look on his face, and instead looked a little excited in the depths of his eyes.
Because he already knew whose hand the sword fell into. That was the only person in the world, besides the Master, who could make him surrender in the way of swordsmanship.
Moreover, what that sword was going to do made him feel honored, honored and proud.
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The huge god general swung his sword, and his sword was like a mountain, slashing towards Yulian City.
"I have a sword..."
Yu Liancheng stepped into the void, and his black clothes were blown by the wind.
He finally took action, raising his sword to the sky, the tip of the sword pointing straight at the sky, as if it was going to pierce the sky.
The invisible sword intent spread out, and there were hundreds of thousands of people on the battlefield in the wasteland below. There were both desert warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles, and monks in the Fate Realm who could fight one against a hundred. But at this moment, I couldn't help but feel like I was standing in a dangerous building, and I could fall into the abyss at any time.
A brilliant sword light suddenly glowed from the sword's edge, shooting into the sky.
And when the sword light shone on the wasteland battlefield, swords, axes, and various weapons broke free from their masters' hands, stuck on the ground, and kept swaying, as if they were bowing their heads, like ministers to the emperor.
"Kaitian..."
The sword was finally slashed out, and the sword energy soared into the sky. A long crack appeared in the sky that was originally filled with golden light. The crack was extremely deep, as if it were the ground plowed by an old ox. Split the bright sky into two, completely isolating it. I don't know how many people were shocked by this sword, their eyes were in a trance, showing indescribable shock.
"The mountain can collapse..."
The sword light collided with the huge lightsaber wielded by the God of Light.
In front of the lightsaber, this beam of sword light is so insignificant, like a blade of grass striking the majestic sacred mountain. As the two sides exchanged blows, the sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing exploded one after another, deafening. Sparks and electric lights exploded one after another, creating a brilliant meteor shower.
Click!
A shattering sound echoed throughout the wasteland, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.
There was a shocking crack on the lightsaber of the God of Light, and then the sound of cracking could be heard, and it spread all over the entire lightsaber in an instant. Large chunks of the sword fell from the air, like collapsing mountain peaks, and hit the ground heavily. However, they were annihilated before they even hit the ground.
"But the God of Slaughter..."
The sword light in Yu Liancheng's hand has not been exhausted, and it seems that it will last forever.
After breaking the lightsaber into pieces and penetrating hundreds of thousands of lightsaber fragments, they landed on the golden chariot and on the face of the God of Light.
The perfect face of the God of Light immediately had an extremely subtle sword mark, and it became no longer perfect. The indifferent face looked a little funny because it was no longer perfect.
The sword light fell straight down, without any solidification, from the god general's head to his neck, then to his chest, abdomen... it continued downwards, and with this sword mark as the center, there was an endless series of cracking sounds. , the broken marks spread to the entire stalwart body, and the armor condensed by Haotian's divine brilliance also began to crack.
A moment later, the God of Light also shattered and turned into countless transparent crystals, whizzing down towards the wasteland like a violent rain of meteorites.
These crystals were not annihilated like lightsabers. Each crystal contained unimaginable divine power of light. They kept falling to the ground, splashing countless smoke and dust, igniting high-temperature and blazing flames, spreading throughout the wasteland, causing Countless people screamed in the bright flames and were reduced to ashes.
"Can kill the dragon..."
The sword light continued to pour down, slashing on the scales of the golden dragon.
The giant golden dragon let out a shrill wail and struggled desperately. Cloud energy was generated all over its body, and countless thunder exploded in the cloud. However, it still could not get rid of this seemingly subtle but penetrating sword light. Countless dragon scales peeled off, and with each dragon scale falling to the ground, an inextinguishable sky fire ignited on the wasteland.
After two breaths, the golden dragon fell into the world.
"It can split the ground."
The sword light finally dimmed, but it still fell on the ground. In an instant, the wasteland ground was split into two halves. The tens of thousands of Xiling coalition troops were like inconspicuous gravel in a natural disaster. They were killed by this sword, or were suddenly thrown out and smashed in all directions. Finally, the sword light struck the ground. It left behind a huge ravine that was more than ten feet deep and stretched for more than ten miles.
From the sword light slashing down to the final annihilation, it only took about ten breaths.
But it felt to everyone as if they had spent a long winter night.
This sword can split the sky, collapse mountains, slay gods, slay dragons, and split the earth. Its power is infinite and unimaginable.
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Deep in the South China Sea, the seawater in front of the black reef is constantly rolling due to the burning of the magma, and it is spitting out this white righteousness into the sky, which looks particularly uneasy, just like the mood of Qingyi Taoist at this time.
He looked at the north of this flat world, looked at the sword that fell into the world, and took out the Heavenly Book of Heavenly Scripts from his arms, letting out a long sigh.
"There is a master in this world. One Ke Haoran is not enough. Now there is another Yulian City."
Deep in the Western Wasteland, the lecturer was silent, and his mind was also filled with an earth-shaking feeling of shock. But when I heard the increasingly powerful heartbeat coming from the mountainside, I heard the Buddha's name, and my mind became peaceful again.
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Yu Liancheng looked at the gate of the Kingdom of God that was slowly closing.
After thinking for a moment, an invisible aura appeared around him, enveloping his whole body, turning into a bolt of lightning across the sky, and threw himself into the Kingdom of God.
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On the wasteland.
The black blouse fluttered in the air, and the Master rode the wind.
The tall and plump Sangsang rode the wind, and countless bright golden flowers escaped from her body and sprinkled into the world.
The sky began to shake and even cracked in some places.
The tiny cracks in the sky are already extremely wide to the human world.
The light flourished, and finally, the figures of Master and Haotian disappeared into the light.
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