The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

"Trash, what are you trying to do?"

Li Dao turned his head and coldly glanced at Gui Chou. Such a person had called him trash and even lifted him up.

"I once said before that I would return the humiliation you gave me a hundredfold. Today, I will settle this matter here!" The Dragon Soul Saber trembled as it hummed along with Gui Jiu's words.

"Little Dou Zhu, don't you hate me anymore?" Li Dao asked as he rubbed the little bean sprout's head. He turned a blind eye to Gui Jianxue.

"Humph, you're a scoundrel!" When Li Dao mentioned this, the little bean sprout immediately thought of Chen Bingxin who was killed by Bai Tong and faced Li Dao with a cold face.

Xing'er had also restrained the smile on her face. Obviously, she was still brooding over the fact that Li Dao did not stop Bai Tong.

Although Shangguan Yan was puzzled, she did not open her mouth. She was never the type of person who was meddlesome.

"You dare to look down on me?" Gui Jiu's grave and stern face twisted, and his upper and lower jaw teeth were under great pressure, as if they would collapse in the next moment.

"No, I've never really looked at you," Li Dao casually replied without turning around.

A person like Gui Jianxue would make anyone who looked at him feel disgusted.

"Draw your sword. I have trained day and night for this day. I will let you experience the humiliation that I have suffered in the past." The Dragon Soul Saber pointed at Li Dao.

Li Dao shook his head and laughed disdainfully, "I don't know where you got the courage to challenge me, but do you think you can rely on your average blade technique?"

Gui Jianxue stopped talking and all kinds of emotions surged in his heart. Anger, humiliation, grief. A layer of black Qi gathered on the Dragon Soul Saber, giving it a bit of momentum.

Li Dao was stunned. He really did not know that Gui Jiu Chou hated him so much. However, it was not ruthlessness. It was a killing move that brought along the grief and indignation of Gui Jiu Chou.

"I'm standing here. If I take a step back or if the corner of my clothes moves, then it'll be considered as my loss." Li Dao turned around and faced Gui Jiu as he stood there loosely, with no intention to draw his sword.

Even though Gui Chou's aura was astonishing, he didn't know what a martial arts grandmaster was. There was a natural chasm between the Upper Sky Realm and the Grandmaster Realm. Perhaps the main character of this novel could overcome this chasm, but it definitely did not include him, Gui Chou.

"I will make you regret it in hell" Gui Jiu squeezed out these words through his gritted teeth as the glittering Dragon Soul Saber slashed out with the black qi wrapped around it.

Xing'er and Shangguan Yan were terrified. A layer of sweat formed on their foreheads. They had been greatly pressured by Gui Jianxue's blade attack.

Shangguan Yan looked at Li Dao's back. Although she was worried, she did not say anything. She believed in Li Dao.

Xing'er and Little Dou Chu shouted at the same time, telling Li Dao not to be careless.

Endless rage, boundless hatred condensed onto the blade. Even if it was a mountain in front of his eyes, Gui Chou would still chop him into pieces.

Li Dao chuckled as he extended a slender finger. His fingers were sparkling white and exuded a faint golden luster.

Feng Qingyun lightly pointed his finger, meeting the Dragon Soul Saber that was wrapped in black energy. Dingdang, a crisp metallic sound rang out.

Li Dao stood in the same spot without even the corner of his clothes being blown. He still had a faint smile on his face.

Gui Chou staggered two steps back. His eyes were dull and his anger had been completely vented, as if his soul had been extracted. He muttered to himself, "How is this possible? How is this possible? How can you be this strong?"

Li Dao retracted his index finger and blew on it, as if he was afraid that it would dirty his hands.

"The Soul Stealing Heartless Blade passed down by the borderline old man is a pretty good kung fu technique, but unfortunately, it is shamed in the hands of people like you. "Trash like you, if you want to defeat me, it's impossible for you to cultivate for another ten thousand years," Li Dao said. Without a doubt, he had added another stab to Gui Jiu's shattered spirit.

The grand formation in the sky was still collecting all kinds of emotions and vital essence of life. Li Dao didn't mind helping the old man at the border with a little more medicine.

Otherwise, how could Gui Chou still be standing? He had already turned into ashes.

Gui Jianxue's eyes were empty as he raised his head without sadness and without joy. Li Dao's words allowed him to understand how to execute the Soul Soul-Stealing Heartless Blade.

A merciless blade intent began to gather. A gloomy wind blew in the great hall, and Gui Chou was able to find the feeling of practicing the sword in the usual time. He even had the feeling of winning. He knew that this would be his most powerful strike, and also the most terrifying strike in the world.

Li Dao's eyes were filled with ridicule. So what if it was Heartless Blade? The terror of a martial arts master was not something he could understand. He would have to contribute his last bit of value later.