"The fourth emperor was trapped in the forbidden technique. The fifth one was trapped in the cabin. Where is the other one?" Xuanyuan Nanxing turned around and looked back, and found a sharp sword energy rolling in. He waited in front of him that it was not one, but a thousand ways, like a big hedgehog formed by sword energy.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, the dark sword was raised and a head-on battle with the visitor.

Xuanyuan Nanxing floated back, and the visitor also retreated. The two of them had sparks in their eyes, and they both believed that the other party had a deep understanding of swordsmanship.

"Are you a descendant of Master Daqin? You dare to wander with your spirit at such a young age. You are either a little idiot or a young strong man who is quite confident in his own strength." The Sword Emperor's eyes were too long and he felt his arm hurt. The little guy's fancy sword gave him a feeling of being in the abyss. The murderous intent of swordsmanship was extremely pure and had only been seen in the Great Sword Clan monks who had slaughtered a large number of Mikworms.

"I am not a descendant, I am a disciple!" Thinking of the music score of the Wuxiang Tiandi and the silver flute of the Daqin clan, Xuanyuan Nanxing shook his head and smiled bitterly. He finally got the inheritance of the Daqin Master, and he could not just turn his eyes away from all the relationships. Speaking of which, Kudoli is the authentic successor. If Mengke had not found the wrong way and followed the normal development route, the captain who opened the treasure house after becoming an adult would probably become a new generation of Daqin Master.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the disciple of Daqin, who uses musical instruments as the main attack method, is so pure in swordsmanship and the Dark Law. It really makes me, a person who has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years, feel ashamed." The Sword Emperor took a deep breath and sighed: "There are many teachers and disciples, and nine of us are the best, but they were compared by a young disciple from the opponent. I didn't want to fight, but I had to fight. I should preach the Dharma for my teacher."

“Buzz…”

The sword emerges like a rainbow, the sound is like a phoenix, and the aura is profound and boundless.

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Nanxing's eyes burst out with a gleam and he praised.

Sword is a carrier, and the mind is focused on the sword. The competition is the spirit, the spirit, the spirit, and the determination to win. Sword is humanity, and one needs to understand the reason for holding the sword. Kill for the sake of killing and fighting for the sake of fighting, that is the sword controlling people, not the sword controlling people. Only by understanding why can one inspire courage. Only by moving towards purity and achieving true fearlessness.

The Sword Emperor is very good, with self-support and ideals. The Nine Emperor Mercenary Group is booming under his management, and its art career has not been abandoned, but has become stronger.

Xuanyuan Nanxing is different from Sword Emperor. He has always fought for battle, but he is by no means a low-end level.

The sword controls people and is bloodthirsty, but it is not true for the presiding judge of the Human Federation. Because there are too many reasons for war, human civilization is in dire straits. Foreign races press forward step by step. The reason for war is very obvious, that is, to let oneself survive and the race can continue.

Taking this major premise as the dominant position, there is no need for too many reasons to hold a sword.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Nanxing's sword is a beam and an Optimus Prime. He wants to make a fortune for human civilization. All kinds of karma are plagued by it, so what? What's wrong with making himself a tool of war? For him, the sword is extremely pure and extremely simple.

With a "ding" sound, two great swords collided in the air.

The Sword Emperor draws his sword with a strong aura and confidence.

Xuanyuan Nanxing set out his sword, sharp and determined, selfless, as if there were no creatures in the world that he could not kill.

"Oh? Your sword is very cheap. You can pick up dark energy at will. Even if the sword intent is full of fearlessness, how can it be compared with my sword's sword?" The Sword Emperor's face was cold, and he shook the long sword in his hand. The black aura attached to the sword was immediately forced out.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm delaying time, and by the way, I'll see the style of the swordsman in the Black Sea." Xuanyuan Nanxing said, raising his hand to gather dark energy, and condensed a long sword, which was held in his hand by the child. It was a bit inappropriate, but the murderous intent was terrifying.

"Damn it." The Sword Emperor gritted his teeth. It seemed that he had to do his best. Whether it was the Four Emperors in the forbidden art barrier or the Three Senior Brother Mute Emperor who was trapped in the Divine Ship, although they had back-up protection, there were too many changes here, and they came to him. I don't know how many people were watching secretly. Even if they escaped, it would become a joke, which would cast a layer of haze on the Nine Emperors Mercenary Group.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

The sword light kept colliding, and Xuanyuan Nanxing was fully sensing.

"Damn it, such a difficult little guy. If you wait for one more minute, your senior brothers and brothers will be more dangerous. This layout is probably because we will come, right? We must cut the mess quickly." Who would have expected that the Sword Emperor was quite afraid of a baby-like spiritual body and was ready to save the situation at any cost.

"Are you going to be afraid of the mouse? It seems that the time is not yet available. He is really a very sensitive guy. His control over the situation should be comparable to mine!" Xuanyuan Nanxing sighed secretly, his figure was slightly distorted, and the silver flute had already reached his hand.

"The Demon Wrecking God's Absolute Sword." The sword emperor's whole body was full of momentum, and suddenly there was the aura of the Saint Lord. The sword in his hand turned into a dazzling column of light and swept forward.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was shocked. Although he was mentally prepared and wanted to fight quickly, he really waited for the other party to explode, but he felt an indescribable panic.

I just made a stimulating statement, saying that I wanted to delay time to see the style of swordsmanship, but in fact, the dark energy of the material universe buried in the forbidden art barrier is about to explode. I don’t know what kind of despicable means the trapped Four Emperors used. I just felt a fierce energy crushing wildly, almost affecting him, the caster. Therefore, the one who should be worried about is not the guy who used the sword on the opposite side, but him.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The shrill flute sounded, transforming into a unique world, with swords everywhere, forming the realm of swords.

"The world without form, the Kingdom of God is here." Xuanyuan Nanxing shouted loudly, and his body suddenly floated backwards.

The sword emperor's sword was too terrifying. After only a moment of stalemate, he broke through the realm of the sword. Although the illusion of the flute song was built, all the enemies he had killed turned into subordinates and attacked the enemy. However, the sword of Juetian and Judi was invincible and extremely sharp.

"Is this your way? You should have simplified the complex. You have almost succeeded, but you are adding more than a snake." The sword emperor's sword broke through layers of space at the fastest speed. No matter what the sword field or the gods arrived, he could not stop his powerful sword. The Jijue sword seemed to penetrate the entire time and space, and even time was frozen. The radius of 100 meters was transformed into frame after frame of time nodes, which seemed to transcend the laws of the universe.

Xuanyuan Nanxing's whole body trembled. Although he had unparalleled sensing, he could not understand the mystery of this sword, and could not see it at all.

This sword should not have appeared, as if a swordsman was showing his might at the end of time, or as if a breeze was blowing towards him. To a certain extent, it was already above the laws of time and space, and could not hide, there was nowhere to hide, and destruction was close to him.

Today, Xuanyuan Nanxing was really forced into a dead end by this sword emperor. When he retreated, scenes flashed in his mind, scenes after scenes when he entered the War Academy in the Federation, scenes when instructors taught laser swords, and scenes when they grew up and fought against the enemy with their companions. The foundation of swordsmanship has long been engraved in his heart. Swords are nothing more than a carrier. In the end, they compare people and perseverance.

"Fallen all the dew and return to nature."

At the critical moment, Xuanyuan Nanxing's whole body was shining, his spirit was burning rapidly, and his understanding of swordsmanship was extremely sublimated. He muttered words: "Swords, swords, swords, swords, infinite swords, broad minds, blood-killing swords, soul-breaking places. Heavenly swords, earth swords, magic swords, demon swords, human swords, king swords, emperor swords, his swords, dragon swords, promising swords, long swords, short swords, ten thousand swords, only one sword, the name given to heaven is 'Yu'."

With a "boom", the Sword Emperor's unique skill, the Demon Wrecking God's Death Sword has arrived, the space is shattering, time is regressing, and everything is destroyed.

What was unexpected was that Xuanyuan Nanxing actually used the silver flute as a laser sword. The silver flute seemed to feel the crisis of extinction and made a shrill sound of the flute. The Wuxian Tiandi Piano Music mixed with the Universe Four Tribulation Piano Music, and instantly condensed under the guidance of a crazy aura.

The sound of the flute is inexplicably brilliant and turns into a silver-white sword blade. When Xuanyuan Nanxing pronounces the word "Yu", it creates silver waves. It is not so dazzling, but rather appears soft and the spatial structure is disintegrating.

"Hmph, but that's it. My sword can destroy time and space, but you still use a sword at the space level, and you can judge the highest level." The Sword Emperor sneered, thinking that the other party was pretending to behave, and perhaps there might be some killer moves that shake the sky and earth, but it still has a certain gap with him and cannot be surpassed.

All thoughts were blowing by the lightning, and the Jijue Sword and the Silver Flute Lightsword collided.

The two of them grasped the power, angle, and artistic conception just right. What really hurts people is their own sword intent. Whether it is the Sword Emperor's Demon-Slaying God-Destroying Sword or Xuanyuan Nanxing's blessing to the heart, the Yu Jian of Wanjian Returning to the Sect are all the pinnacle works, perfect beyond imagination.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sword emperor's clothes were broken, and several unique crystals embedded in his arms collapsed. This move was close to the forbidden technique, and used the precious medium given by the Saint Master before his retreat, otherwise he would not have been able to perform this level.

The same is true for Xuanyuan Nanxing. He was able to fight without any scruples because it was within the range of the power of the divine ship. A false magic plate suddenly appeared behind him, covered with dense black crystals. At this moment, the black crystal was also breaking, turning into gray-white crystals, and drifting with the wind.

"puff!"

The Sword Emperor spit out a mouthful of blood, and his left arm was sunk in, leaving only a layer of flesh and skin hanging down on one side of his body. The transcendent sword energy was rampant in his body, quickly destroying his flesh and blood, causing his hair to stand on his back.

"Impossible, I obviously offset this sword." The Sword Emperor's expression was stagnant, and he felt his heart shrink.

"The world is the universe, and the world has been around since ancient times. At the last moment when the sword lights meet, you have no intention of dying. If you carry the sword that can be destroyed even time and space to the end, I may return. Unfortunately, it's a pity, ridiculous. There is a trace of dissonance in your heart, resulting in the loss of your life. The sword of the universe is an eternal sword, and you are all there, but you want to offset it. However, it is still worth admiring, so let me play a requiem for you." Xuanyuan Nanxing put the silver flute at his mouth, and he was really playing it. He was sending a rare enemy to heaven.

"I'm not willing! I have been in charge of the Nine Emperors for many years and have been called the Sword Emperor, but I didn't expect to lose my foundation as a swordsman." Accompanied by the Sword Emperor's lament and the bleak flute song, this Holy City Sword Master only left a piece of human skin, and all my flesh and blood disappeared...!~!
Chapter completed!