But at this moment, even if he is in charge of the Astrology Sword and Chen Xiaowan is regarded as his successor, he will not be merciful! "Haha, whatever you say so high-sounding, just come and fight! Whoever escapes today will be his grandson!"

Yu Xiaoqing screamed without fear at all.

Haotian and others sneered, it is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! How terrifying the Sword Ruins are, how powerful and mysterious the Sword King is, and this is the land of the Sword Ruins. In their eyes, Yu Xiaoqing and the others have no hope.

"You're right, you really don't need to be so high-sounding."

The Immortal Sword King made a faint sound.

And the next moment.

"The troubled times are divided into eight wastes."

He suddenly slashed out his sword.

The world... was shaken.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, Sword City was directly divided into eight independent areas. Separated by invisible barriers, other places could not be seen clearly.

One sword divides the world! The sword of troubled times first shows its power! "What?"

Yu Xiaoqing was shaken violently, and there was deathly silence as far as the eye could see.

She raised her head, and the Immortal Sword King stared at him quietly.

"You...you don't know the power of my Sword Ruins after all!"

He sneered.

the other side.

Yaoguang and others, the monks from the ancient alliance were separated in one place.

The Great Holy Sect is divided into one place.

Shanhe Sword Sect, Liu Hanyan, Mu Tianqing and others were divided into one place.

Yang Fengge and others were separated in one place.

In an instant, all the forces in Jianshan were separated! "No..." Wen Ruyu's eyelids twitched.

"It's over."

Mu Bufan and others shook their heads.

In the middle of the eight places.

Chen Xiaowan stood alone.
Chapter completed!