The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Step by step, the sound of light footsteps reached everyone's ears, causing them to raise their eyebrows.

This young man gave a terrifying feeling when he walked in, causing them to subconsciously be afraid to speak.

"Sword Demon Li Dao!"

Huang Rong's expression was solemn as she slowly spat out two words.

At the same time, many people recognized Li Dao's identity.

"Big brother!" Yang Zhao looked at Li Dao walking towards him step by step and muttered to himself. His voice was as if it was inaudible.

"Sworddevil Li Dao, you still dare to appear? Die!"

A man who was as thin as a bamboo pole rushed out with a saber in his hand. He was the one who boasted that he had killed a mad bull with a single slash.

In his mind, no matter how powerful the Sword Demon Li Blade was, he would never be able to defeat him in an instant. With so many heroes of the martial arts world present, he would be the first to jump out.

Li Dao didn't even glance at him and ignored him. He walked straight towards Little Dragon Lady. The mottled red spots on the snow-white dress stung his eyes.

The skinny man, who looked like a bamboo pole, rushed to Li Dao's side. With an imposing manner, he shouted, "Die!" and swung the steel knife towards Li Dao.

A flash of a saber light, as if it were flashing through the air.

Li Dao continued to walk forward, not too fast nor too slow, but the expression on his face was icy cold to the extreme.

"Don't disturb my family's young master!"

Sun Zhenzi looked around and said as he held the Hundred Refinement Sword.

As for the fellow who boasted about killing the Mad Bull with a single slash of his blade, he had been cut in half at the waist, and his blood was flowing along with the colorful thing.

At first, the martial artists were shocked, but then they were enraged. With so many people here, how could they possibly be intimidated by the Sword Demon's servants?

"You're courting death!"

"Brothers, let's go and avenge our royal brother!"

All kinds of sounds could be heard as Li Dao calmly walked forward.

Not far away, Li Dao arrived in front of Yang Guo without even giving him a glance.

He reached out his hands to push her away, then bent down to hug her.

Li Dao wanted to cry, but he was born without tears. His eyes were bloodshot, but he tried his best to look gentle.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?"

Li Dao asked warmly as he stabbed the sword into the ground beside him. He extended his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of Little Dragon Lady's mouth. Ever since he was young, he had never been so gentle and gentle.

The setting sun was like blood. Hearing the sound of her thoughts, Xiao Long opened her eyes with all her might.

It really was him!

The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a sad and beautiful smile. His voice was as clear as ever. "I thought you wouldn't come."

"Idiot, I've already said that your martial arts are too low. What do you think? Am I right?" Li Dao tried his best to smile, but his smile was not as pretty in the eyes of Xiao Long.

"I just said that I'm your wife. You don't blame me, right?"

The little dragon girl smiled. Under the setting sun, her smile was as beautiful as it could get.

"No wonder, you're my wife!" Only now did Li Dao realize that having time to smile was not an easy matter. Warm droplets of water dripped down along the face of the knife and axe and onto the face of Little Dragon Lady.

Xiao Long's smile became more and more beautiful. She extended her hand to wipe Li Dao's tears. "Don't cry. Before I die, I don't want to see you crying."

Li Dao pursed his lips, trying his best to make Li Yao smile. However, his tears kept falling off his face. It turned out that Li Yao, who had never shed a tear before, also had something like tears.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You won't die." "I haven't even gotten married to you yet." Tears were trickling down her cheeks. Only now did he realize that this 17-18 year old girl held such an important position in his heart.

"Sword Demon Li Dao, you slaughtered fifty-seven of my true disciples. Do you have anything to say today?"

There were always people in this world who couldn't stand to watch such a gentle scene. For example, Wang Pingyi. He stood up and shouted at Li Dao.

Today was the day that the Sword Demon, Li Dao, and the True Sect had brought justice to this world, he thought.