The sound is not loud, not vicissitudes, and it sounds about 30 or 40 years old.

As soon as the words fell, the nine figures flew out of the Mountain Mountain below, led by Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong just appeared, and the eyes below the unknown mask fell on him like a blade, as if to see him through.

Faced with such a look, Ye Xiong was unmoved and suspended in the air.

"The rules are the same as before. I only have a sword. If one of you can defend, you can lose."

As soon as this statement came out, all the people around him were calm, because everyone knew because of unknown rules.

"Unknown, you shot, we are ready." Huashu Road.

"Since it is a discussion, it is the predecessor's men to show mercy." Seven Killing Road.

"We will definitely go all out to block the sword of the predecessors." Ren Zongheng Road.

These people have made a voice and are ready to start the war.

At this time, a dishonest voice came.

"You look at it first, I pick him up first." Ye Xiong said suddenly.

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was uproar.

Looking at Ye Xiong, he could hardly believe his words.

In the opinion of one person's power, from the perspective of the people around me, I do n’t know the thickness of the sky.

Even Taoyuan Fairy couldn't stop the unknown sword. Ye Xiong and the ghosts could hardly play Taoyuan Fairy. How could he block it.

"Ye Xiong, don't be arrogant."

"Unknown is not an ordinary person, be careful not to have a small life."

"He is a passing to the platform, and it cannot be defeated."

All kinds of voices came, and Ye Xiong was very upset.

The only thing he has to do now is to defeat him.

Well!

Ye Xiong turned into a flowing light, falling into the air, and only a dozen kilometers from the unknown.

"Unknown, take a shot, let me see how much strength you have." Ye Xionglang said.

"You're arrogant!" Unknown gaze fell on him.

"You are more arrogant." Ye Xiong replied.

"I have arrogant capital."

"I also have."

"Then let me see, where are your arrogant capital?"

Anonymous on his right hand, spread out his palm, drilled a mini sword with your palm, rotating quickly, getting bigger and bigger.

Around that everyone stared at this mini sword, for fear of missing something.

This is this little sword, three thousand years ago, a sword defeated nine masters.

This is this little sword that achieves unknown myths, so that his name is on the rising platform, becoming a god -like passing.

This sword today appears again.

What kind of passing will be created this time.

"Your sword is useless to me, use a real sword!"

In the face of a sword that made all the monks smelling the wind, Ye Xiong's face was still shocked.

Even the defense movement on the body.

As if unknown is now showing a slightly insignificant magical power.

"I have seen a lot of people in Feishengtai, and I have never seen as arrogant as you. Today I will see, what kind of arrogant capital do you have."

The sword in the unknown palm is getting faster and larger, and then, it suddenly takes off the palm.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed, the wind and the wind, the sword light was sandwiched in the space storm, and the trajectory that was invisible with the naked eye was shot towards Ye Xiong.

At this moment, everyone's hearts are mentioned.

At this degree of thunder, why have they seen it.

This is a kendo that they have never seen before.

"Brother Ye is so arrogant, this is troublesome." The moment the sword god Lu Chen started at the moment of the start of Jianguang, he sighed, and said, "I haven't seen it for thousands of years, and the name of the sword is stronger.

It's even more powerful before. "

"If this sword cannot be blocked, the horror will not only be as simple as being injured, but also death."

"I don't know how high the sky is, but he is going to be doomed now."

The people around him all spoke out, but no one expected Ye Xiong to be able to block the sword.

Youming and Huoyan were originally very optimistic about Ye Xiong, but when they heard that everyone around them was like this, their hearts suddenly lifted.

During the whole process, Ye Xiong did not move, until the small sword with the force of thunder shot in front of him, his body suddenly glowed with a halo like starlight, and then he slapped it with a palm.

A ball of vast Buddhist energy is held in the palm of the hand, forming a shining shield of Buddha's light.

The shield is not eye-catching and has no particularly dazzling aura.

I didn't believe that this small shield could block Wuming's sword that shocked the past and the present.

Soon, Wuming's sword fell on Ye Xiong's shield, and then, like a drill, it quickly drilled into the shield.

At the speed seen by the naked eye, the shield easily penetrated the shield. Just when everyone thought that the sword would continue to move forward, a faint golden halo appeared on Ye Xiong's body, like a mist, and the small sword fell to

When he was exposed to the golden light, he suddenly seemed to have withered, slowly faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

"This is... a precaution."

"How is that possible?"

"How did he do it?"

Everyone around was dumbfounded and looked at Ye Xiong in disbelief.

They didn't even know what was going on, so Ye Xiong took precautions.

Lu Chen, Monk Wuxin, and Shen Jian looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why.

Huo Yan, Jin Yi, and Beixu all cheered, their voices shaking the sky.

You Ming breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile in his eyes. This guy really wasn't bragging.

Wuming stared at the halo emanating from Ye Xiong's body, as if he saw something that attracted him, without blinking.

"Master, it is the power of the stars." The Taoist boy beside Wuming suddenly said.

"I know."

Wuming nodded, and his expression soon returned to calm.

"Last time I sent a letter of challenge, he had no energy. It seems that he has just recovered." Na Daotong continued.

"The inner world cannot be destroyed. It seems that he is not a simple character. He is a bit interesting. Unfortunately, I have already struck a sword. I lose this time."

There was a trace of surprise in Wuming's voice. Originally, he wanted to continue taking action, but since he said these words, he naturally couldn't take it back.

"You have arrogance, I lost." Wuming was very aboveboard.

"If you only use this sword, then I will be very disappointed." Ye Xiong suddenly said.

"What do you want?"

"Use a real sword and strike with all your strength."

"Are you sure?"

"If I, I only used 70% of my strength to block your sword, would you believe it?" Ye Xiong asked calmly.

Wuming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Good, good, good.

He did it three times in a row, and then said to the Taoist: "Meng'er, give me the sword."

"Yes, Master." The Taoist boy threw the wooden box in his hand.

Wuming caught the wooden box in the air, put it in front of him, touched it gently, and said: "Old friend, after waiting for thousands of years, today I finally found a character worthy of your coming."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the wooden box, wanting to see what kind of magic weapon was in the wooden box.

It has not been out of the box for thousands of years, which shows that it is definitely not simple.

Wuming opened the wooden box and took out a blunt sword that was all black, like a black fire stick...

The blade of the sword is unattractive, even a little ugly.
Chapter completed!