1421 Just Woke up, Don't Bother Me

The moment the ice was about to dissipate, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. He slept for such a long time that he felt slightly dizzy.

But in the next moment, all Xiao Chen's discomfort disappeared, and his body was under the instinct of danger, and his whole body instantly entered into high tension.

There is no need to deliberately think about it, but to do it deliberately, the surging sword intent in the body, as well as thousands of primordial powers, all burst out in an instant.

It's just because of instinct, the body's instinctive perception of danger, derived from tens of thousands of fighting instincts in this life, all the potential in the body is released at this moment.

boom!

The scattered ice melted on the spot, and the sword intent all over his body contained the power of a thousand primordial powers, corresponding to the fierce and surging eruption at this moment. It turned into a saber light as bright as the sun, soaring into the sky, smashing through the barrier of the day in a single breath.

The first to bear the brunt were the nearest Di Wuque and the young master Tianmo, completely unable to understand what happened.

Shocked by this powerful saber intent, he flew out on the spot, and the terrifying saber intent continued to radiate out. Those who rushed over with him, many of His Majesty the Demon Palace, Xia Houjue, Feng Wuji, and the Twelve Watchers of the Shendao League were blown away.

Bang bang bang, one by one, His Majesty the Demon Palace, the leader of Tianjiao, who was hit by a completely unexpected situation, vomited blood and flew away. After landing, a huge deep hole was blown out.

Di Wuque and the young master Tianmo floated down gently and landed steadily, but a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

The saber intent that exploded was too powerful, caught off guard, and instantly compared the aura of the two of them. If it wasn't for the fact that both of them had reached the level of kings and emperors, their injuries would definitely be more severe than those of the proud leaders.

"What's going on, is the ancient master alive?"

"As expected, at the peak of martial arts, you can have the power of the throne. After a million years, you will still be able to blow away so many outstanding leaders."

"It's horrible, I can't control my knife."

"My knife is trembling, it is afraid."

The glaring light of the knife dazzled the eyes of those who dared not look directly at it. But the shock in my heart made many warriors around me unable to suppress their inner curiosity, and couldn't help staring at it.

Want to see through, what kind of existence is the ancient great power within this sword light.

Click click click!

At this moment, the handle of the long knife in the hands of the swordsman on the Burial Longgang shattered and broke inch by inch.

Many warriors were shocked and heartbroken, which is really beyond imagination.

Such a scene is jaw-dropping, even Di Wuque and the young master Tianmo couldn't help but retreat left, and they were very careful.

"Could it be a corpse change?" The young master Tianmo frowned and said to himself, wondering if there is such a possibility, frozen for millions of years, without contact with the outside world, and in this unknown place.

But if it is really a corpse change, it will be a big trouble. A supremely powerful corpse change in the peak period of martial arts, I don't know if the Supreme can shock him.

Once the corpse changes, all the people here will die.

Di Wuque poured spiritual power into his eyes, and his eyes burned like flames, wanting to see through what kind of existence there was in the light of the sword.

But what he saw was a vast ocean, a vast ocean of saber intent.

It hurt so much, Di Wuque's eyes were bleeding, and he accidentally touched the most core existence in the knife light. Eyes were instantly injured.

"What the hell is it? After a million years, it can still exude such a powerful sword intent, what a terrifying existence it will be in life."

When Di Wuque thought of this, he shuddered.

Outside the arena, Xiaobai stared at the knife light with a pair of beautiful eyes, refusing to leave. Why is it so familiar, but this is obviously a predecessor and sage millions of years ago, how could I be born a million years ago.

"Chu Chaoyun, what's going on here!" Far away, Yao Manlan was a little caught off guard by the unexpected situation, and asked Chu Chaoyun beside him.

But Chu Chaoyun, who always gave him the answer, was silent at this moment, because he was also a little unpredictable.

The light of the sword gradually dissipated, and Xiao Chen couldn't believe it when he used all his strength to detonate his own sword intent, and he couldn't last long.

He didn't know what was going on, he didn't even see clearly, he just felt an instinctive threat.

If he doesn't do his best, he will be threatened with his life and is very likely to die.

Feeling that the deadly danger no longer existed, Xiao Chen dispelled the sword intent, but his vigilance did not dissipate at all.

"The knife light has dissipated!"

"The ancient sages are coming out!"

"Whether it is life or death, I will know soon. It is really exciting. In my lifetime, I can actually meet an ancient sage!"

But when the light of the sword completely dissipated, the throne of reincarnation, as well as the seven divine weapons behind the throne, and Xiao Chen sitting in it, completely revealed their true faces.

"Shadowless Sword King!"

Everyone is crazy. There are not a few warriors who have seen Wuying Saber King sit on the throne. His image is also widely recognized.

Wearing a mask, a black throne, and behind the throne are seven magic weapons. Only one is the same, it's a coincidence, but all of them match, whoever it is if it's not Wuying Sword King!

"You bastard, pretending to be a ghost, are you trying to play tricks on me?"

Di Wuque, who had always claimed to be the son of luck, trembled with anger. He didn't expect that he would be tricked by a living person.

Those His Majesties of the Demon Palace who fought to the death for the Ice Sculpture Throne, as well as the leaders of the Shinto League, were equally outraged.

In addition to the Eighteen Demon Palaces, there was a sworn hatred with Wuying Sword King.

Without saying a word, the young master of Tianmo said directly: "Kill him!"

Di Wuque also said in a cold voice: "Those who have played tricks on me, except for a cripple who is still alive, no one is alive, kill him!"

Immediately, His Majesty the Demon Palace and the leader of the Shinto Alliance flew up at the same time, and joined hands for a common goal.

But they were angry, Xiao Chen was even angrier than them!

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, when Xiao Chen woke up, he was besieged inexplicably. After finally taking a breath, before he could say a word, a group of people rushed over again.

What do you mean, when he is a soft persimmon who can be manipulated casually?

Impossible, the former Azure Dragon King would not, and the current Wuying Sword King would not!

"Endless!"

On the throne, Xiao Chen, who hadn't really gotten angry for three years, became angry for the first time. With a sharp right hand, he slapped the black dragon's armrest heavily, and the whole world trembled for it.

The seven magical weapons were unsheathed at the same time, and they moved in seven different directions, developing seven styles of perfect saber techniques.

Break through the air!

The blade of arrogance erupted into the king of swords, shining like the sun, as if teleporting, and suddenly appeared in front of His Highness the Flower Demon Palace. His Majesty the Demon Palace didn't have time to utter an exclamation, all the defenses were broken, and the blade was stuck in his chest.

With a bang, he flew out with her, and was firmly nailed to the ground.

Subduing Dragon!

The blade of rage, bursting out with anger, flew away with a single blade, carrying the power of a thousand dragons. Wherever it passed, the sea of ​​blood surged. After beheading three watchmen in a row, the momentum continued unabated, and Xiahou Jue was nailed to the ground.

Falling moon style!

The light of the saber flickered, a bright moon fell to the ground, figures flew across the sky and fell into the moon, and several leaders of the Shinto League were directly blown away by the falling moon.

The seven moves are perfect sword techniques, unfold one by one, every time a knife is cut, there will be a vision that shocks the sky, and the leader will fall.

After the seven strokes were finished and the greedy blade performed the sky-swallowing style, the attacks of the remaining leaders and His Majesty the Demon Palace were all swallowed up by this knife, obliterated in the Wuque Dao of the knife, and disappeared invisible.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only three or two breaths. The seven magic weapons made moves at the same time, but the moves were long or short.

When the blade of greed hit the ground and nailed His Royal Highness Star Demon Palace to the ground, he couldn't move.

Around Xiao Chen, there was no one figure to be seen, either he was scared away, or he was injured and couldn't get up, screaming in pain.

There is silence in all directions, and in the huge funeral Longgang, only the sound of the bleak wind and the lingering sound of the knife's cry hidden in the wind can be heard.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene. The young master Tianmo and Di Wuque watched all of this, and their brains went blank for a while.

"I just woke up, don't bother me anymore."

On the throne, Xiao Chen rubbed his head, he still didn't understand what happened, he just wanted to be quiet. With a wave of his hand, the seven divine weapons returned to their sheaths, and the throne vacated, leading him into the air.

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