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"Ding!"

The moment the sword cloud touched the emperor's sword, the field was suddenly silent, and each other could hear the fierce heartbeat.

Especially Jian Yun, his heart beats very fast, plus his physique is strong and his heart is strong, and now it is like a twilight drum and morning bell.

"Buzz!"

When Jian Yun's fingers touched the sword body, the Emperor Sword, which was originally standing still, trembled slightly!

"Great Emperor Sword, please follow me to be born, fight in all directions, and kill all races trembling!" Jian Yun was a little crazy, he thought that this was the response that the Emperor Sword gave him.

"Hmph, all the clans tremble, and they can't do anything about themselves!" said a monk in the crowd who did not belong to the human race.

This person is right, if he thinks that owning an imperial weapon is enough to fight around the world, then he may be left with no bones the next day.

"Hmm!" Jian Yun seemed to hear this, and immediately turned his eyes, glaring at the monk with terrifying eyes.

"Poof!" An invisible killing machine was forced, and the humanoid little monk of unknown nationality died directly in pieces!

This is the gap in the ranks, a gap in a large realm, which is enough for Jian Yun to kill with momentum!

"This!" No one expected that Jian Yun would directly kill a foreign monk because of such a sentence.

Immediately around the person who was killed, all the monks were a few feet away, for fear that they would be destroyed by Jian Yun as a fellow party.

And after the monk died, the corpse turned into its original state, and it was a complete dog's head, revealing its identity.

"This is a monk of the Tengu clan, and he has good qualifications and can transform into a human form, but it's a pity that he dares to provoke a god's hidden power. "Some people feel sorry, they feel that it is a pity, it is a little unworthy to die.

But this is the world of monks, killing people without saying a word, it's all too common!

Even if you walk on the street, maybe because you are more handsome than someone, but people are taller than you, and they can kill you without saying anything!

To whom to cry out?

In a world where the law of the jungle is the strongest, there is little mercy, and chivalry is almost impossible here.

"Alas!" Dian Feng looked at the corpse and shook his head, this Tengu monk was too much to breathe.

Although everyone was scolding the ancient sword city lord angrily in their hearts, no one would really say it. Smart people don't do that, this monk of the Tengu clan is also a proud son of the sky, so his personality is too conceited.

It's just this conceit that killed it.

"Who else is not convinced?!" Jian Yun looked around at everyone, glanced at the monks in mid-air, and said with a frosty face.

The three of them were mixed in the crowd, and they deliberately covered their faces or hung down their long hair, so Jian Yun didn't find the three of them for a while. After all, now his mind is on the emperor's sword, where is there time to manage the three of them.

"Ha!" Jian Yun chuckled, because he saw that after a slight tremble, the Emperor Sword actually began to change slowly!

The thousand-foot-tall Emperor Sword is actually shrinking!

Shout!

The Imperial Sword grew smaller and shorter, and finally, it became about the size of the Black Sword of the Classic Style. It's just that this sword is snow-white and is an imperial weapon, and it can't be compared with the black sword.

The white emperor sword became a normal size, this scene was not too surprising, after all, this was made of emperor god gold, and the change in size was too simple. Even if it is a material such as Mithril, the weapon created can change in size, let alone an imperial weapon.

The emperor's sword is five feet long, and the sword is three fingers wide, and it is a sword in the sword, not the kind of sword that a female cultivator has.

The Emperor Sword automatically floated and slowly fell towards Jian Yun, seeing that the hilt of the sword was about to fall into Jian Yun's hand.

"No, he is so lucky, or does he really have the qualifications to become an emperor?" Nu Jiao was shocked, a little puzzled, as good as her, she was not qualified to touch the imperial weapon in the dynasty.

"How could it be!" looked at Dragon Blood Feng, his heart full of mixed feelings.

This Ancient Sword City Lord is at least two hundred years old, and now he is only a Shenzang monk, how can he be qualified to be recognized by the Emperor Sword?!

"What are you kidding!" everyone gritted their teeth, and the last trace of luck in their hearts disappeared, it seemed that most of the Ancient Sword City masters had succeeded!

"Hehe!" Dian Feng chuckled, but he didn't speak, he knew that it was just the sword spirit that was about to start.

"Come on, Great Emperor Sword, I won't let you be buried here again!" Jian Yun respectfully stretched out his hands, his eyes were already blood-red, it was a greedy gaze.

is about to succeed, in order to get the favor of the sword spirit, Jian Yun behaved very respectfully. He bowed his head slightly, and his hands reached out and raised them above his head to welcome the arrival of the emperor's sword.

Jian Yun was excited in his heart, and couldn't help but think in his heart, what will he do after getting the Emperor Sword?!

He wants to unify the Trials God Domain, all cities and tribes!

Thinking about those possible scenery, scenes flew in Jian Yun's mind one by one, like a marquee, flashing frame by frame.

"Poof!"

"Uh!" Jian Yun's eyes widened and his mouth grown, but he couldn't say anything.

He didn't expect that that scene really became the last marquee in his life!

"What!" everyone's eyes were about to fall to the ground.

I saw that the emperor sword that was supposed to fall into Jian Yun's hands suddenly pierced Jian Yun's eyebrows and penetrated through the back of his head!

Quiet!

Dead!

This strange and sudden scene suddenly made everyone take a step back!

"This, is it really an emperor sword, it can't be a magic sword!" Even the dragon blood beacon choked up, glad that he hadn't touched the sword.

"Lord Emperor Sword, why ......" Jian Yun is not dead!

His eyes widened and he looked at the sword in disbelief, red blood sliding down his brow and then staining the placket of his chest.

The Shenzang monks are extremely powerful, and they have almost no harm left.

As long as it is not an immediate death, or the soul is damaged, the others can be quickly repaired, and the scar on the head is the size of a bowl, and it can be picked up and continue to live well!

However, Jian Yun's heart was cold, because he couldn't move at all!

The Emperor Sword pierced into his eyebrows, a mysterious power that locked all the power in his body, and even the Yuan Shen couldn't get out of his body!

The original god, that is, the soul of the Shenzang monk, can be separated from the body in a critical situation!

"Poof!" The sword spirit naturally didn't bother to pay attention to Jian Yun, this murderous monk, the sword spirit was not embarrassed to kill.

"Let's go, let's fly away first, what if this magic sword goes crazy!" Dian Feng suddenly said loudly, and then the girl turned around and ran.

It looks like he's so panicked.

"Yes, run!" In the next moment, everyone understood that this could be a magic sword!

Even Shenzang was seconded, these people are not a matter of a sword?

Even the masters such as Bing Yu, Nu Jiao, and Dragon Blood Feng were a little panicked, and they randomly chose a place to go and flew away in an instant.

Whoosh!

After just a few breaths, there was no one in the field.

"Bang!" Jian Yun's corpse fell to the ground, and the emperor sword stabbed at the center of his eyebrows, and his primordial spirit still couldn't escape.

After the body was cold, a young man in black revealed his body in the originally unmanned field.

It turned out to be a classic style that went and returned!

In order not to let people know that the imperial sword ultimately belonged to him, Dian Feng did that.

"Hum!" The Void Ring hanging around Dian Feng's neck set off a whirlpool, and immediately dragged the Imperial Sword and Jian Yun's body into it together.

"Ahh

How many people did Jian Yun kill in the middle of his hand, just today, he had a way to die.

"Hum!" Dianfeng put away the array card given by Bingyu, and then he was going to act alone, so he put it in the storage ring, so as not to collide with the two girls again.

"It's been 100,000 years, I'm finally no longer a wandering ghost, and I can have a complete soul again!" the voice of the black sky was full of excited joy.

The author Guangming Cao said: Heitian is finally going to reshape his soul, lalala!