They called them to kill him without even raising their eyes.

The blood gradually spread.

The evil spirit is faintly rising into the sky.

Su Xuandu began to compete with Feitian Diying for the blood of this place.

"It is said that there is a sword spirit hidden in Feitian Emperor's sword. Why don't you come out and see it?"

Su Xuan sneered.

The Imperial Sword did not move.

Su Xuan raised his eyebrows and said directly: "Then I will beat you out!"

"boom!"

The power of luck loomed between Su Xuan's brows, and the appearance of the ancient beast of Nanming Town's luck appeared faintly.

"Bah!"

At this moment, the Emperor's Sword seemed to feel the crisis and began to tremble violently.

Luck can control the sword spirit! Su Xuan knew this well.

"Chi!"

The next moment, the Emperor's Sword actually separated from the Emperor's Shadow and rushed out of the field in a flying posture! "How noble are you, an ant!"

Faintly, Su Xuan heard a voice.

Su Xuan sneered: "I will definitely defeat you this time!"

And at this moment.

The only remaining swordsman here is completely desperate.

The Imperial Sword has flown away, how can they still play?

"boom!"

Su Xuan also exploded with stronger power at this moment, directly trapping Emperor Ying with the Emperor's Blood Chain.

Then, Su Xuan looked at the remaining sword cultivators: "I'm too lazy to torture you, just go and die.

Don’t worry, I will send your sect leader to accompany you.”

"No!"

"Evil Lord, you deserve to die!"

Amid the screams, the realm rotated, wiping out everything.

"boom!"

Su Xuan rushed out.

In the distance, the Duanmu King's Mausoleum was covered in blood, and he was holding the Qian Ji Emperor Sword tightly in his arms.

The emperor's shadow has disappeared.

Duanmu Wangling's eyes were a little dull, and there wasn't much life left.

But even so, he still held the Thousand Machine Emperor Sword tightly! Su Xuan walked closer.

"Senior...Am I too useless?"

He spoke intermittently.

He only stopped an imperial shadow.

From the Duanmu Mausoleum's own point of view, this can be completely ignored.

Su Xuan is not in need of this little help.

"No, you did a good job."

Su Xuan patted the shoulder of Prince Duanmu's mausoleum, thought for a moment and said, "Do you dare to inherit mountains and rivers?"

"Til death do us part."

"good!"

Su Xuan slammed the Duanmu Tomb and smashed it into the ground.

"I'll give you a chance."

Su Xuan whispered quietly.

Then, Su Xuan suddenly raised his head.

"boom!"

The huge sword tomb in the distance trembled loudly.

Under Su Xuan's gaze, the sword tomb that coexisted with the Sword Sect exploded.

The broken sword danced wildly.

The ancient sword energy began to rise, and actually formed sword spirits! They were wrapped in sword energy and were unparalleled.

"Buzz!"

Just at this moment.

The land in Bafang where Su Xuan was suddenly sank a hundred feet.

Faintly, an ancient kingdom appeared.

Su Xuan's eyes narrowed.
Chapter completed!