The congested atmosphere on the border of Shuzhou made the vast hills look dull. Both sides facing each other were tense and ready to go.

The Cangsheng Sect and Wandu Sect have been confronting each other for two hours on the border of Shuzhou. Both sides were concerned, but they were unwilling to give in.

In the sky above the Cangsheng Church, Mu Cangsheng, who was sitting upright on the throne, looked at the images appearing in front of him, gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "Old man Shiming is really a good skill, and he has done this to shame me."

Mu Cangsheng had never expected that the old man Shiming's reaction would be so timely and ruthless. In just one night, on the way to kill the Golden Wolf Khan, the big fight was split.

This instantly turned Mu Cangsheng's plan into ashes, and even the next road was difficult.

"Ha, we are not bothering each other, isn't we just a fool?" The image of the old man Shiming also showed anger. "No one would have thought that the leader of the cult of the Western Regions was actually the son of Taizu of Dagan and the imperial ancestor of the royal family. Should I call you the leader of the Samsara? Or should I call you the Prince Niansheng?"

Prince Ji Niansheng, a famous powerful god-spirited man three hundred years ago, has entered the level of the strongest man after accepting Ji Muqing's passing.

He once wanted to destroy the whole world but was hit hard because of the wrong time. At that time, the forces in the martial arts world had just eradicated Ji Muqing and were in a sensitive period. How could he allow Ji Niansheng to continue on the path of Ji Muqing?

So Ji Niansheng was defeated, and even gave up the throne that should belong to him to his nephew who was not good at martial arts. However, he himself was in seclusion in the imperial tomb due to his heavy injuries.

But Ji Niansheng did not sink into this. Today, three hundred years later, he returned again in the name of Mu Cangsheng.

"I died yesterday, and I am born today. I am a shepherd to the people, and I am a person who is a shepherd to the people. I am a life-long old man, even if there is a sword god here," Mu Cangsheng said coldly.

"Yeah?"

Like the sound of the golden spear clashing sounded from the floating array plate in front of him, the image of the old man Shishi split from top to bottom, and a knife mark appeared.

There was no sword aura. Just the domineering sword intent, he cut the illusory image in half, cut the array plate below in half, and even appeared in the pupils that were watching, and wanted to cut its pupils in half.

"snort--"

Mu Cangsheng snorted coldly, waved his hand to shake off the intent of nothing, so that the four methods around him could be spared from the injury.

However, this was not without a price. A knife mark appeared on Mu Cangsheng's right hand. Although it was fleeting, the existence of the knife mark fell into everyone's eyes.

"Damn it, subordinates." The four methods kings knelt half-kneel in the air.

Mu Cangsheng blocked the knife for them, and this is what the Four Methods King knew. If Mu Cangsheng had not blocked this knife, the Four Methods King's eyes would have been very painful at this time.

When Qingyu just peeked into the sky, he was injured by the sword god's sword intent. Now the sword god is nearby, and the sword intent is not comparable to the sword that Qingyu suffered at the time. If Mu Cangsheng did not block the sword, the Four Methods King could only go to heal the wound honestly.

"Get up," Mu Cangsheng just waved his hand and said, "The war is imminent, and you are injured. Who will kill the enemy for me? Besides, blocking the sword spirit of the God of Sword is also my test of his strength. Now it seems......"

Mu Cangsheng looked at Bai Jing's right hand and the place where the knife marks disappeared, his eyes were full of gloomy.

Although it is just a trivial minor injury, not even a minor injury, the appearance of the knife marks undoubtedly proves the gap between Mu Cangsheng and the sword god.

The sword intent with the Thousand Mile Mile Light Array as the medium can be like this, and the real combat power will definitely be extremely terrifying. Mu Cangsheng could not have thought that his skill for more than three hundred years could not beat Nangong Broken Sword for more than eighty years.

When the Four Methods King heard this, hesitated and said, "Thank you, Master."

They stood up slowly, only Nangong Ling was still half kneeling in the air.

"Nangong Dharma King..." Dongfang Hanzhuo whispered.

Mu Cangsheng looked up at Nangong Ling, and saw Nangong Ling clasping his fists with both hands, lowering his head tightly, and said, "It is the fault of his subordinates to make such a scum in the Nangong family."

The sword god Nangong Broken Sword is a branch of the Nangong family. In terms of seniority, he is also Nangong Ling's cousin.

"If I want to blame you, I blamed you a hundred years ago. How could I wait until today?" Mu Cangsheng looked at Nangong Ling's head lowered and shook his head, "Besides, when Nangong Broken Sword left the Nangong family, you were only in your twenties and had never been in charge. Even if you were to suffer, it would not be your turn."

Mu Cangsheng sighed and said, "When Nangong Broken Sword left the Western Regions, your father reported to me. After all, he was the only one who wanted to leave his family and go out for a long time. I also acquiesced to his departure. After all, no one would have thought that the inconspicuous son of the side branch would become the sword god today."

"Forget it, Nangong Broken Sword has cultivated a Nangong Jue for me. Nangong Dharma King, you are not guilty, but you have made contributions."

As he said that, Mu Cangsheng raised his hand and helped Nangong Ling up.

"Thank you, Master." Nangong Ling is almost two hundred years old, but now she can't help but the corners of her eyes are wet.

The four families were inculcated from childhood to loyalty to the queen, and Nangong Duanjian was not valued at the beginning and did not receive the loyal education of the family. Otherwise, it would be this kind of virtue now.

"The strength of Nangong Broken Sword is unfathomable. Only when I and Yan Luo take action together can I be sure to hold him back. So the key to this battle is still you waiting.

Among the ten kings, the King of Five Characters fell in Kaltim, and most of the other kings were not here. Only King Guang of Qin and King Ping of Ping could help you. In the nine heavens where the old man belonged, there were mixed forces from all sides. Although they were not united, the power they could use was greater than that of us. You still need to be careful." Mu Cangsheng ordered.

"Abide by the teachings of the Lord."

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On the other side, the old man Shiming watched his image being split in half and said a little frizzy: "The God of Swords, there is no need to split my image of the image to transmit the knife intention."

The sword god's sword intent was too intimidating. When the old man Shiming watched his image being chopped, he also felt a sense of coldness of empathy.

"I don't know how much you have in Shin's life," Nangong Duanjian said, "If this little knife intention could be cut off you, you would have died many years ago under my knife."

"But just by hiding that knife, I will lose several months' life," said the old man Shiming. "I am indeed old and I dare not take action. As long as I do, the life that is fewer left will be reduced. God..."

In the lowly words, they are self-deprecating, resentment, and more, they are still unwilling to accept it.
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