"You...you, you..." The Lord of the Realm was both chaotic and almost turned around and ran away. But as the peak of his magical powers, if he still had to escape in panic when facing an immortal cultivator, then if this was heard, he would not be able to raise his head in front of anyone in the future.

Thinking of this, he suppressed the panic in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and asked with a look of shock, "How could you use the heavenly way of life? Why would this heavenly way help you!"

After Wei Yuan slashed the core of the realm with a sword, he shook the sword flower, turned around and looked at the realm master indifferently, "Because my surname is Wei!"

After saying a word, Wei Yuan took the initiative without hesitation. The spiritual energy behind him exploded, pushing his body to reach the Lord of Realm as if he had jumped a few times in space. Then, he slashed with one sword without hesitation.

"presumptuous!"

The Lord of the Realm was extremely frightened and angry. He shouted, "Do you really think I can't deal with you if I lose the Realm Cores?"

In a rage, he no longer paid attention to any face issues. He used all his strength, his head of black hair floating like a ghost, stretched out his palm, and his dead energy gathered and compressed in his palm. After the dead energy was compressed to the extreme, he bent his fingers into claws and grabbed the sword edge that was slashing from Wei Yuan.

"Cen!"

The sound of metal and iron clashing that stabbed people's eardrums spread all over the world. Wei Yuan's sword carrying huge power was actually caught by the Lord of the Realm and could not move at all.

"If I hadn't been just a soul posture and no physical body, and although I had the peak of my magical powers, I was only able to have the strength of the middle realm of magical powers, I'm afraid that the first move would be able to crush you to ashes!"

Speaking of this, the world master sneered, "But it's not too late!"

As he said that, he grabbed Wei Yuan's long sword with one hand and slashed hard towards his chest with the other. Seeing that he was trying to take out Wei Yuan's heart and soul before he could give up.

But Wei Yuan was not stupid either. After realizing the thoughts of the Lord of Realm, he decisively released the hilt of the sword of the Ruziniu and retreated dozens of feet.

With one move, the palm of your heart fell to nothing. The Lord of the Realm looked at Wei Yuan as if mocking. He said, "It is said that sword cultivators are proud of their swords. Today, you give up the long sword in your hand to survive. I believe that your heart of Tao will sway like a duckweed in the future, and it will be difficult to become a big climate."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan laughed out loud. He glanced at the Lord of Realm and said, "What you are talking about is the small-science sword art. Use swords to control people. This is probably the case among the swords in the world. Unfortunately, you unfortunately met me who practiced the great sword art today. Using people to control swords is the king. As long as I have a sword in my heart, I will naturally have a sword in my hand!"

As he finished speaking, Wei Yuan held it in one hand, as if he was holding an invisible sword. He still rushed forward, waved his arms like a sword slashing, with no fear in his eyes, just as if this sword was no different from the previous Thousand Swords and Hundred Swords.

The only difference is that the sword in his hand is nothing at this moment.

The Lord of Realm looked slightly shocked. Although he did not see the sword edge or notice the sword light, the threat that was exactly the same as before did not weaken at all. It seemed that if he was slashed by Wei Yuan's sword, the outcome was actually no different from being slashed by the Ruzi Niu.

After feeling the power of this Sword of Void, the Lord of Realm did not dare to entice him. He threw away the ox in his hand and blocked it with his hands in front of his chest.

"when!"

A fierce sword fell down. Wei Yuan was not frightening. Sure enough, a faint trace appeared on the arms of the Lord of Realm. Wei Yuan said that there was a sword in his heart, and there was a sword in his hand. It was true that the Lord of Realm, who had been hit hard by a sword, rushed toward Wei Yuan with one claw, and was about to catch his head.

After Wei Yuan succeeded, he did not retreat. He bent his knees slightly, turned around and avoided the claws that the Lord of Realm grabbed. His hands were stretched out to one side to hold them in a low position, and his eyes slowly closed.

The ox, which was originally abandoned by the world master, flew over as if he had some sense. The hilt of the sword was inserted into Wei Yuanxu's hands, as if it was natural. He murmured to himself, "This sword must be cut!"

In fact, as early as the moment he fought with the Realm Lord, Wei Yuan had already seen the opportunity to break through the realm magical power, but this opportunity was not so easy to achieve.

With his immortal killing power, even he, who was as beautiful as before, had never had such a luxury. The gap on the path of spiritual power, could not be crossed, just like an ant that could not escape into the sky and kill the eagle.

But Wei Yuan may not be unable to do it after reincarnation. In the last life, he suddenly realized on the edge of life and death, and in this life he would have to realize it with his immortal killing magical power! Therefore, this sword must be cut, because it was his opportunity to break through the realm. And the moment the red ox flew back into his hand, Wei Yuan had already confirmed that this sword would definitely hit.

Although he closed his eyes, at that moment, everything around him seemed to become clearer. Wei Yuan saw a line, a thin line that might not even be discovered without looking carefully. It was like a hair, and the source was on the body of the Ruzi Niu Sword in his hand, directly passing through the lower abdomen of the Realm Lord, extending to the distance where there is no end.

Without thinking, Wei Yuan cut out the sword along the thin line, and the speed was so fast that it surpassed all the sword moves Wei Yuan had swung before.

Holding the sword, swinging the sword, putting it in the sheath, it was natural. Wei Yuan stood behind the Lord of the Realm, and the two stood with their backs.

The next moment, with a "puff" sound, a hole suddenly broke in the lower abdomen of the Realm Lord. This body, which was originally a soul, had no flesh and blood, but could not resist all its soul power had begun to emerge from the wound.

"This! This is impossible!"

This sword naturally could not kill Allah. He turned around and looked at Wei Yuan's back with an incredible look. He never expected that his magical power level would be injured by immortal ants today.

But immediately afterwards, the next scene shocked him even more, and at the same time, he became even more terrified.

Wei Yuan, who was standing with his sword, was still motionless, but there were dark clouds above the sky. The next moment, lightning began to frequently fall within a radius of more than ten miles. The lightning hit the land that was already ruined and sputtered countless gravel smoke and dust.

This is not a thunder disaster. It seems that the heavenly way of heaven and earth is cheering for Wei Yuan, why are you cheering?

The reason is very simple. At that moment, Wei Yuan took a step forward and entered the long-lost first realm of magical powers.

Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Realm could no longer calm down. He suddenly recalled the self-introduction of the young sword cultivator, and his answer when he asked why the way of heaven could be used by him.

"Because my surname is Wei!"

Wei, whose surname is Wei Wuhen!
Chapter completed!