He paused at the Heavenly Sword Tower and stopped moving forward.

And Su Xuan was also shocked. He

His consciousness was blurred, as if he was traveling upstream through the long river of time... He

It feels like...I have turned into a sword!

Time... seems to have stopped.

Su Xuan made no further moves.

And right now.

A figure slowly walked out of the Heavenly Sword Tower.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this person. "

Big brother!"

"Tianyang!" Pure

The Yangdian monks were overjoyed to come.

The person...is none other than Yang Beicang!

Compared to the Yang Beicang clone I had seen before, this Yang Beicang is undoubtedly more terrifying!

"It's Yang Beicang!"

"The number one person in Chunyang Palace!"

"It is said that he is so strong that even some of the top geniuses of the Earth Sect are no match for him!"

"Many people call him the number one among the younger generation of Xuanzong!"

There are rumors that he can actually reach the seventh level very early! But in order to reach the spiritual realm in the future, he is gathering momentum! Polishing each level to perfection!" "

Generally speaking, a sixth-level spiritual emperor cannot even defeat his clone! His true self kills sixth-level soul emperors like butchering dogs!"

Everyone was shocked.

The man in front of me is too dazzling. That is

There were many talented people here, but they still lowered their arrogant heads when they saw him.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Sun Dongyu was killed by that beast! You must avenge him!" A Chunyang Palace disciple pointed his finger at Yang.

Beicang looked calm and just nodded.

He stepped in front of Su Xuan, his eyes quietly sharp. "

Open your dog eyes and fight me!" Yang Beicang said coldly.

At this moment, the calm Yang Beicang's momentum surged and he became unruly and arrogant! He

The look is like this fairy sea, deep and terrifying. Big

Bai Ye faced him, and his whole body trembled, feeling the danger! "

War has been declared!" Everyone was shocked.

They all know. Yang

Beicang is also an extremely arrogant and unruly person! He

His life was short, but he was decisive in killing, and he killed many people!

"Boom!" Fear

A terrifying momentum erupted.

A spear burning with dark flames appeared in Yang Beicang's hand, and his body bent slightly.

"Since you don't take action, I will force you to take action!" Yang Beicang shouted fiercely and threw the fire spear in his hand.

"Boom!"

If the sky thunder explodes, the fire spear will tear the heaven and the earth apart, and shoot towards Su Xuan and everyone with tragic power.

A person is cold.

A sense of fatal threat spread throughout the body.

They felt that if they were hit by that spear, they would definitely be pierced! Su

Xuan Wen didn't move at all. But

Just at this moment.

A sword-shaped tear of blood flowed out of Su Xuan's left eye inexplicably, staining the white mask, showing the vicissitudes of life. "

A glance lasts for ten thousand years, and the Heavenly Sword is immortal." Su Xuan whispered through vicissitudes of life. This

For a short time, Su Xuan felt like he had turned into a sword!

An...immortal and immortal sword!

He was once held by an unparalleled powerful man, conquered all directions, and saved the common people.

He once broke off at the end of the ancient world, experienced vicissitudes of life, and restored the past.

His sword blade was covered with dust and buried in mountains, rivers and seas, never to see the light of day. He

Once abandoned in a terrifying and forbidden place, it will not be broken even if it is refined a hundred times, and it will not be destroyed in a thousand calamities. 1

He appears again and again and disappears again and again.

Always waiting to wake up! He

Even more waiting to pick up the glory of the past!

…

A moment of smoke and cloud.

Time goes on.

"Buzz!"

The fire spear was already only three inches away from Su Xuan.

At this moment, Su Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, his sword-glazed eyes piercing through all directions.

"boom!"

The fire spear... broke every inch and disappeared into thin air.

Yang Beicang's pupils shrank.

Under his gaze, Su

Xuan slowly stood up and reached for the sword case behind his back.

The sound... resounded throughout the fairy sea in the sky in an instant. "

The lonely waiting in the vicissitudes of life is just for the faith of the sword...This time, wait for me to hold you." Su Xuan murmured to himself, but it was sonorous and powerful. He

, stride towards the Central Heavenly Sword Tower!

People are like swords, and swords are like fire.

this moment.
Chapter completed!