Looking at the figure walking out of the valley, the world suddenly became quiet and the monks around were silent. Everyone was not looking at Gongsun Xuanyuan who was walking slowly, but the sword in his hand.

The bronze was made of simple and unpretentious, but it exuded a terrifying aura, which made everyone, even the Assassin, breathe a breath. After a long time, someone exclaimed: "Oh my God! You actually know this sword!"

There are not many people who have lived from ten thousand years ago to the present without knowing this sword. Ten thousand years ago, the witch clan, the immortal clan, the demon clan, and the three tribes fought in Buzhou Mountain, and the world war was about to begin. The Taoist ancestor Hongjun appeared in the world, and Zixiao Palace started to speak, stopping the war.

That day, this bronze sword flew out of Zixiao Palace with a roaring momentum, breaking the chaos formation in Buzhou Mountain, allowing Nuwa to escape from the trap, and stopping the war. Whether it is the demon clan, the immortal clan or the witch clan, they all remembered this sword firmly in their hearts.

"It's the sword of Emperor Di Jun! I didn't expect it to fall here."

The bronze sword is like the sword of heaven. With one sword, it can't stop the strong from glimpsing the treasure. After stopping the war that day, Daozu Hongjun left directly, leaving the bronze sword inserted on Mount Buzhou.

Many powerful people coveted it. At that time, Donghuang Taiyi, who was in the sub-saint realm, suddenly launched an attack. Near the water tower, he got Yue to grab the bronze sword. With the power of this sword, he forced his way back to kill the surrounding immortal kings and left this thing.

It was just because of the Donghuang Taiyi's martial arts that his strongest thing was himself. He did not like to use treasures in his life. After hearing the sermon of Zixiao Palace, he gave this sword to Emperor Emperor of Heaven and became Emperor of Heaven.

This sword is so sharp that even the body of the witch clan, which is known as the invincible, cannot resist it, as if it is a piece of tofu paper. In addition to the hostile relationship between the witch clan and the demon clan at that time, this sword was once called the Witch Slaying Sword.

Until the last battle of the Nine Heavens, Emperor Di Jun of Heaven died in the hands of the twelve ancestor witches, and the bronze sword cut through the sky and fell back to the prehistoric continent. The return of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi fought with the twelve ancestor witches and the whereabouts of this sword became a mystery. I never thought that it would appear here today.

"The Emperor's Sword is the Emperor's Sword!"

This sword not only symbolizes an innate treasure, but also has become a symbol of the great emperor in this world in the hearts of many people. This sword was personally sacrificed by the Taoist ancestor Hongjun and given to the world. Emperor Jun obtained it, so he could defeat the Emperor Taiyi and become the Emperor of Heaven.

Since Emperor Haotian entered the Ninth Heaven and became the second Heavenly Emperor after Emperor Jun, he ordered to find this sword in this vast world. This made more people think that this is an emperor's sword, and whoever can get it can enter the heavenly court and become the lord of the world under the Taoist ancestor Hongjun.

Now that this sword is now in the world and is held in someone's hand, does it mean?

"It is the sword that Emperor Haotian is looking for. Don't let anyone take it away! Take him down!"

The sub-saints who were bound by strange power had escaped from the trap. At this moment, they were too lazy to think about what had happened just now. It was the main thing to leave the Emperor's sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, four of the free-repaired sub-saints took action directly, using their own means, carrying the infinite energy of heaven and earth, and slapped at Gongsun Xuanyuan. This was not only about catching a sword, but also about killing people.

"Second Prince, be careful!"

Yang Fanhai exclaimed in surprise and was about to step forward, but he saw Gongsun Xuanyuan slapped him with a palm, and a wave of air forced him away. When he saw a flash of mysterious light, the bronze sword had moved.

The light gathered together, hugged Yuan Shuyi, as if the phoenix was shocked, Gongsun Xuanyuan's seemingly casual movements carried a kind of Taoist rhyme back to nature. The bronze sword streaked across the air around him, leaving strange Taoist marks.

Suddenly, the condensed light exploded, like a silver bottle bursting out of jade, and four sword lights soared into the sky, like the light of heavenly punishment, instantly defeating the four sub-saints to display their magical powers, and even killing the four people.

Seeing the sharp sword light, the four sub-saints were shocked and hurriedly activated their true energy to protect themselves, and pushed the three golden flowers on their heads, and the five energys of the primordial energy of the chest, and the essence of the curd.

This is the defensive magical power of the sub-saint monk. The three flowers on the top can form an overwhelming advantage in the realm. In the world of cultivation, except for sub-saints of the same realm or stronger immortal kings, ordinary monks cannot crack it at all.

Unfortunately, Gongsun Xuanyuan is not just an exception. He is holding the Emperor's Sword under the Heavenly Way, which is powerful and domineering. It is as if the needle tip pierces a bubble, and the moment the sword light and body is light, the protection power of the four sub-saints is shattered like thin paper.

The body was directly penetrated, and the four of them screamed, flew high, and then fell heavily.

"It's Gongsun Xuanyuan... Is this the Emperor's Shocking Sword!"

Someone recognized Gongsun Xuanyuan's identity and was amazed. For some reason, although not many people knew about Jiuxian Mountain in Jiuzhou, it was widely circulated in the world of cultivation. After all, defeating seniors who exceeded two realms is not something that can be summarized by a simple genius.

The Emperor's Shocking Sword, the power of a sword, is so powerful that the four sub-saints were defeated instantly. As the rumors were rumored, everyone took a heavy breath of air conditioning. Gongsun Xuanyuan shook the long sword in his hand, pulled a sword flower behind his back, and stood there motionless.

There is no murderous aura or a sharp sharpness. At this moment, Gongsun Xuanyuan is like a white magnolia, peaceful and quiet, but it makes people feel the idea of ​​not daring to fight against it.

"The sword is already in my hands, so I will definitely not give it up. You don't have to take action anymore, I don't want to kill anyone."

Gongsun Xuanyuan said slowly, it seemed a little arrogant in the ordinary, but everyone felt that they should be like this.

Many sub-saints were silent, and after a while, one of them said: "The Emperor Haotian has an order. The sword of Emperor Jun of the former Emperor belonged to the Heavenly Court. Today, this sword appears in the world. We should bring this sword back to the Heavenly Court."

"So it's the Supreme Immortal of Heaven!" Gongsun Xuanyuan's voice was respectful, but his face slightly darkened, and he said coldly: "If he wants to, he will take it himself. As for you, he is not qualified to hand over this sword."

"You have the second prince of Xiong Kingdom. It is a friendly country, but this sword is of great importance... I can only offend you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten sub-saints took action. Whether it belonged to the Heavenly Court or not, whether it was for the so-called Emperor Haotian, they all had the same thought at this moment: they must not let the second prince of the Bear Kingdom take away the divine weapons.

The sword sounded, and the green edge suddenly appeared. The moment the Assassin took action, Gongsun Xuanyuan also moved. His body soared into the sky, golden light protected his body, and a bronze sword appeared. There was infinite white light condensed on the sword tip. He saw that there were countless white sword marks left in the sky, as if a brush was imprinted on the heaven and earth.

As the white light became stronger and stronger, turning into a huge white night pearl, extremely beautiful and terrifying.

When the pearl exploded, the sword light rushed into all directions like a sea. The soldiers of the Emperor of Heaven were amazing. In the past, Donghuang Taiyi held this sword in his hand and fought a bloody path among the dozen top powerhouses of the Witch Clan, the Sanqing Taoist and other countless heroes in the world.

Those strong men were unable to stop them, so these sub-saints naturally couldn't do anything. The rupture of sword energy surged wildly, and they directly repelled the dozen or so sub-saints who rushed over. Goodbye Jiao Jian's figure fell from the sky and landed on the rocks.

In the sky, the sword marks have not disappeared, and they are connected together, like a huge white magnolia, with a sense of pride in peace. If you want to be harmonious, I can live in peace. If you want to fight, you will not give in.

With his clothes floating, Gongsun Xuanyuan slowly walked down the rocks with a bronze sword in his hand, without saying anything more to others.

"Let's go!"

The voice was calm, just like the daily routine of talking, Yang Fanhai hurriedly followed. The two walked out of the head mountain one by one. Countless practitioners wanted to stop it, but no one dared to take any action.

For a moment, countless immortals, like emperors who respectfully sent them, watched them walk away until they disappeared from sight.

There is a master of the treasure, so there is no need to stay here. Many monks left one by one, as if they were pressing a stone in their hearts. The Emperor's sword fell into the hands of the second prince of Youxiong Kingdom. The world is about to change a lot, so I don't know what will happen.

Wudu.

The figure walking out of the barren land was shrouded in a desolate atmosphere. I couldn't see clearly my appearance. I could only see two huge eyes as bright as the sun and the moon. The figure was like a demon god. The sound of footsteps of the thunderous footsteps made people's scalp numb and breathing unsteadily.

After the desolate aura spread all over his body and he saw clearly his appearance, who is this figure Chiyou?

Under such an attack, not only was he not dead, but he also had a strong aura, which seemed to be nothing serious. It was really amazing. What shocked all the witch tribes even more was the knife he was holding in his hand, which was bright yellow and dazzling, with blood-colored patterns scattered on the blade, and murderous aura soared into the sky. What was it if it wasn't a tiger's soul sword?

This divine weapon was once owned by the highest leader of the witch clan, and was left with the great witch Xingtian to obtain the decree, which became a spiritual yearning for the witch clan.

Over the years, the twelve witch tribes have done their best, and even risked the risk of splitting the witch tribe, but they have not been able to pull out the sword. I never expected that the new master of the Southern Barbarian who entered the Wudu for the first time was successful.

At this moment, the majestic figure that looked like a demon god pulled out the tiger soul sword that could only be owned by the witch clan in the imperial edict of Xingtian. What does this mean?

Everyone was confused that there was no witch clan willing to support a witch clan with demon blood, and the twelve witch clans were even more unwilling to do so. They have always regarded themselves as witch clan nobles. Without the ancestral witch and the great witch, they were still accepted by one of the other eleven clans, but Chiyou... was really unacceptable.

Step by step, he walked to the place where Pangu statue stood before. Chi You stopped, shook the tiger spear in his hand, and grinned at the surrounding witch tribes: "Tiger spear, should I become the lord of the witch tribe now?"

The head of the Xing family clasped his fists and said loudly: "In the past, Xingtian's great witch decree, the witch clan who pulled out this sword could become the lord of the witch clan. You are not a pure witch clan. You have the blood of the demon clan, so you cannot be the lord of my witch clan."

The other witch tribes nodded, all of them agreed.

Chi You laughed: "I knew it would be like this, but it doesn't matter. I didn't have such an easy plan. Since I don't agree, I will follow the rules of the witch clan and defeat you."

"Don't worship Pangu in the future, just worship me Chiyou instead!"
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