I Have Countless Swords

Everyone looked in the direction the voice came from, wanting to see who would dare to provoke Zhou Xuanji at this juncture.

Every sect will be suppressed by the enemy when they hold the opening ceremony, but Zhou Xuanji ranks second in the world, who can have such courage?

The speaker was the black-robed monk in the team of Dongyuan Temple.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took a step forward, looked at Zhou Xuanji, who was aloof, and said with a smile, "Zhou Xuanji, you have a map of the world. Is it a little too arrogant?"

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him without speaking.

Regarding talent, he did not brag to outsiders, these were the titles that the world placed on his head.

This guy wanted to provoke him because of this, the reason was too lame.

The old man of the robbery cliff and the disciples of Emperor Sword Court all looked at the black-robed monk with a sneering smile on their faces.

The black-robed monk's face turned cold, and he slowly rose up, and strands of strange black air came out, wrapping around him.

"My ancestors had a strong person who was an emperor. In terms of talent, no one in the world can match me. I have practiced for nearly a thousand years, and I was born today, just stepping on the name of your sword emperor to shock the world."

He smiled proudly, and many people were moved.

Ancestor has a strong emperor?

This is really amazing.

Unfortunately, Zhou Xuanji was still expressionless, which made the black-robed monk feel angry.

There is a feeling of hitting the cotton with all my strength.

accurate!

He stared at Zhou Xuanji and sneered: "What? Panic? Zhou Xuanji, let's take action, today I will defeat you in front of the heroes of the world!"

With his arms outstretched, the black qi turned into a black Buddha shadow, like a big Buddha with evil fire.

The Black Buddha quickly pulled up, trying to reach the same height as the Thousand-handed Sword Buddha.

At this moment, the Thousand-Handed Sword Buddha opened his eyes, and two strong lights shone through the heavens and the earth, causing many people to close their eyes.

The Thousand-handed Sword Buddha moved!

Thousands of arms swung the sword in unison, like a thousand swords turning into a sword, slashing down with ten thousand force, unstoppable.

The black-robed monk's eyelids jumped, and just as he was about to resist, the black Buddha behind him was scattered by a sword.

boom--

The black-robed monk was directly slashed by the giant sword, his body bursting, and it turned into a blood mist that floated in the air.

The sword wind shook the sky and made countless people tremble.

What a domineering power!

Heaven and earth are silent.

Except for the Dongyuan Temple party, who were all stunned, the others were not surprised, but praised Zhou Xuanji for his greatness.

An unknown person also wants to challenge the Sword Emperor?

What about the descendants of the great emperor, after all, he is not the great emperor.

How many descendants of the great emperor can still prove the emperor again?

Zhou Xuanji flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

After a second, he returned to the head of the Thousand-handed Sword Buddha.

If you don't stare at him closely, you think he hasn't moved.

In fact, he just took away the soul of the black-robed monk.

This son's cultivation has reached the Second Tribulation Loose Immortal, and he is not weaker than Huangquan Dragon King, but it is a pity that he has found the wrong opponent.

However, the origin of this kid is not simple. If you can interrogate him, he may get some good information.

"The opening ceremony has officially started, and luck will start!"

Zhou Xuanji shouted loudly, and then, the entire sky shook violently.

chant—

A dragon roar sounded, and the Prison Burning Dragon King appeared at the foot of the mountain, turned into a dragon body, and quickly doubled in size, coiling around the mountain and winding up.

The mighty dragon body was revealed in everyone's eyes, and they were stunned.

"dragon!"

"What a powerful Longwei, is it the eighth-order monster?"

"Not only! Ninth order!"

"My God, apart from the Huangquan Dragon King, are there other dragons who have reached the ninth order?"

"There is such a big monster under the sword emperor!"

The magma flowing under the dragon scales of the Burning Prison Dragon King exudes scorching heat, as if entwining clouds and mist, shocking the eye.

The sea of ​​​​clouds above shook violently, and another roar sounded, which seemed immature compared to the Prison Burning Dragon King.

But the roar grew louder and more majestic.

"This is... the roar of the unicorn?"

Someone exclaimed, causing another uproar.

The last time he fought the Sword Saint, Zhou Xuanji stepped on the fire unicorn.

Isn't that fire unicorn not simple?

After thinking about it, Zhou Xuanji only needed a phoenix to gather the heads of the three ancient beasts.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth swarmed to the top of the mountain, and all the disciples of Emperor Sword Court felt that something was pulled out of their bodies, but they did not feel any discomfort.

Zhou Xiaoqi's roar became louder and louder, and it was like a thunderous sound in the back, deafening.

The monk Xuanhe looked ugly, and the death of the monk in black robes hit him hard.

You must know that even he couldn't beat the black-robed monk, and as a result, the black-robed monk was killed by Zhou Xuanji.

Now seeing the Burning Prison Dragon King and hearing the roar of the fire unicorn, he felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.

He is really inferior to Zhou Xuanji.

He suddenly understood why the mighty Xianxianghua gave up on Zhou Xuanji.

Maybe she really admired Zhou Xuanji.

He had known Xian Xianghua for so long, and it was the first time he saw her treat such a man like this. Even Emperor Yang didn't let Xian Xianghua be moved.

Zhou Xuanji didn't know the inner thoughts of the monk Xuanhe, he was feeling the luck.

The invisible Qi Luck rose up like a gust of wind, and even his Qi Luck was sucked up above.

The luck of the whole family is now poured into Zhou Xiaoqi's body.

Zhou Xiaoqi's body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Good luck, worthy of being the Sword Emperor."

At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man exclaimed.

His name is Li Yinyu, he wears luxurious clothes and has a grand demeanor. He is the owner of the Canghai Building and controls the world's intelligence. He also came to visit Zhou Xuanji today, just to witness such a grand event.

The Canghailou disciples behind him all looked at him with admiration.

No wonder Zhou Xuanji was able to defeat Juggernaut.

With such luck alone, I am afraid that he will be able to compete with Emperor Yang.

at the same time.

In the north of the Northern Wasteland, in the ice and snow, Liu Wuji, who was walking forward, suddenly raised his eyes and looked to the south.

At this moment, he has returned to his normal body shape, no longer as scrawny as firewood, his eyes are still glowing with green light, his white hair is fluttering, and he is like a demon walking in the vastness.

"What a majestic luck, is it Zhou Xuanji or Emperor Yang?"

He muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

When he absorbed the essence of the evil king and Fu Hao, he also absorbed their memories, and he had an understanding of the world today and was no longer ignorant~www.readwn.com~ He immediately turned around and walked towards the south.

Originally, he wanted to absorb the essence of all living beings in the north, but now, he couldn't wait to absorb the essence of Zhou Xuanji and Emperor Yang.

hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Bai Hao Yixin and Feng Kule stand on the cliff, the four seasons behind him are like spring, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the icebergs in front are undulating, just like another world.

"Since ancient times, the north has been the place of repression. Great Emperor, your magic weapon is located in the north, will it run into Liu Wuji?"

Feng Kule asked cautiously, since he knew that Liu Wuji was resurrected, he had been frightened.

With Liu Wuji's strength, he can kill anyone he wants, and no one can stop him.

Bai Hao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled contemptuously: "What is Liu Wuji, this Emperor is no weaker than him when he is at his peak!"

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