The sound is not loud, not vicissitudes, and it sounds like it is only about thirty or forty years old.

As soon as he finished speaking, nine figures flew out of Daomen Mountain below, and Ye Xiong was the leader.

As soon as Ye Xiong appeared, the eyes under the nameless mask fell on him like a blade, as if he was about to see him through.

Faced with such a look, Ye Xiong was unmoved and was suspended in the air.

"The rules are the same as before. I only use one sword. If one of you nine people can defend against it, I will lose."

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone around them was very calm, because everyone knew Wuming's rules.

"Wu Ming, you take action, we are ready." Hua Shu said.

"Since it's a competition, please show mercy to your seniors." Qi Sha said.

"We will definitely do our best to block the sword of our senior." Ren Zongheng said.

These people all spoke out, ready to start a war.

At this moment, a discordant voice came.

"You guys watch first, I'll take his sword first." Ye Xiong said suddenly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Ye Xiong, almost unable to believe his words.

To the people around him, he was simply unaware of the greatness of the world.

Even the Fairy of Taoyuan could not stop Wuming's sword. Ye Xiong and Youming could hardly defeat the Fairy of Taoyuan even if they joined forces, how could he stop it?

"Ye Xiong, don't be arrogant."

"Wu Ming is not an ordinary person, be careful not to lose his life."

"He is the legend of the Ascension Platform and is invincible."

Various voices came, and Ye Xiong felt very upset.

The only thing he has to do now is to defeat the legend of him.

Whoosh!

Ye Xiong transformed into a stream of light and fell into the air, only a dozen kilometers away from Wuming.

"Wu Ming, take action, let me see how powerful your undefeated myth has." Ye Xiong said loudly.

"You are arrogant!" Wuming's eyes fell on him.

"You are even more arrogant." Ye Xiong replied.

"I have arrogant capital."

“I have, too.”

"Then I'll see where your arrogant capital is."

Wuming stretched out his right hand, spread his palm, and a mini sword emerged from his palm, spinning quickly, getting bigger and bigger.

Everyone around was staring at this mini sword, as if they were afraid of missing something.

It was this little sword that defeated nine masters with one sword three thousand years ago.

It was this little sword that achieved the myth of nameless undefeated and turned his name into a divine transmission on the ascension platform.

Today, this sword appears again.

What kind of legend will be created this time?

"Your sword is useless to me, use the real sword!"

Faced with this sword that made all the monks frightened, Ye Xiong's face remained calm.

Even, there was no defense.

It seems that Wuming is now exerting a trivial magical power.

"I have seen many people on the Ascension Platform. I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you. Today I will see what kind of arrogant capital you have."

The sword in Wuming's palm became faster and faster, bigger and bigger, and then suddenly came out of his palm.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the strong wind blew. The sword light slammed into the power of the space storm, shooting towards Ye Xiong with a trajectory that was invisible to the naked eye.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised.

They have never seen a thunder sword of this level.

This is simply a kendo that they have never seen in their lifetime.

Everyone stared at the wooden box, wanting to see what kind of magic weapon it was in the wooden box.

It's not easy to get a box for thousands of years.

The unknown opened the wooden box and took out a black sword from it, like a black fire stick.

The sword body is not good-looking and even looks a little ugly.
Chapter completed!