Wuyan stuck his sword on the floor to stabilize his body, but the whole person still couldn't help but shiver in the wind. He squinted, struggling to see ahead. But I saw a sword light!

This golden light came quickly, and the pressure pressed directly to the heart, making Wuyan feel unprecedented pressure, and even fear, so that he finally understood what it meant to be "helpless".

Shameless gritted his teeth and reluctantly drew his sword. But with a "boom", the golden light directly smashed his ancient sword, rushed into his skin, smashed his ribs, and then rushed out from behind his back.

It was so strong that he flew out directly with his whole person, and smashed into the large square outside, almost breaking the railing on the square and falling into the darkness below.

The faceless man crouched on the edge of the square, and with a slight movement, he stopped the blood in his body and gulped out of his mouth. If it was two months ago, if he was still in the Lun Spirit Realm, no matter how peak the realm was, he would not be able to withstand such a blow at all. Even though he had now reached the realm of chaos, he could clearly feel that life was passing.

His gaze unwillingly fell on a broken sword not far ahead. This is Mu Yingfeng's birth gift to him, it is what he has brought with him since he was a child, his martial arts, his promotion, and his breakthrough are all accompanied by this sword, this is his natal sword.

A soldier cultivator only has one natal weapon in his life. The natal weapon is equivalent to the clone of the military cultivation, and the shattering of the natal weapon is equivalent to the end of a military cultivation career, because he can no longer find a replacement.

However, his natal sword was easily broken, and he blocked most of his attacks with the last bit of explosive power before it was broken. However, the sword broke, and then it was his turn.

The two groups of people who were originally blown away by the hurricane immediately dispersed, Wupo led people to retreat towards the Fengjian Palace, and those people who were brought by Wuyan immediately gathered towards Wuyan's side.

However, when they saw Wuyan's appearance, they were all stunned, and then they looked at the sword hall in shock, forcibly suppressing the fear in their hearts.

In the Fengjian Palace, the smoke and dust were filled, and a figure slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, stepping under the starlight, like the arrival of the king, powerful everyone.

This man is a lawsuit, and he holds the sword of heaven in his hand.

"Uncle Shi, you succeeded!" Wupo ran to Wusu's side and shouted happily, which immediately encouraged the people around him, and they also shouted happily.

And Wu Xu's face was calm, and he didn't pay attention to Wu Po at all, he took a step forward and said lightly: "Master, are you here?" ”

Wu Po beside him was stunned, and looked at Wu Zheng's gaze, and in the night ahead, there was gunsmoke. From the dim light, came an old man with white hair - Wusa.

Wupo was shocked: "Division...... Master? "He knew that Wu Su had used trickery to seal Wu Sa in the Wu Jia Ancestral Temple of Baizhu Peak, and now, how could Wu Sa be here? Moreover, Wusa is the realm of creation! It is the realm of the strongest in the world!

But he didn't have the slightest fear when he saw Wusu beside him, but laughed provocatively: "Unexpectedly, in the end, you chose to stand on the other side." I could have killed that kid with one sword, but now, I'm going to use the second sword, I don't know if your old man can stop it, Master? ”

When Wupo heard this, he immediately grabbed Wusu's arm and shouted: "Uncle Wusu, you can't kill your master, this is to deceive your teacher and destroy your ancestors!" ”

"Rubbish!" Wu Yi immediately shook Wu Po away with his Yuan Force, and glared back at him, his eyes revealing killing intent, "We have all become traitors to Tianjian Mountain, who cares if you are 'deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestor'?" We have a heavenly sword, who in the world can match? ”

He turned his head to look at Wusa, "What about the Creation Realm?" As long as I have the Heavenly Sword, I can even kill the legendary supreme 'Transformation God'! ”

Then he laughed wildly, and the strong wind in the mountains blew his long clothes and long hair, making him feel like he was crazy, no, he was really crazy.

If you don't go crazy, you can't live!

From beginning to end, Wusa didn't say a word, just looked at Wusu quietly, and his eyes were very quiet. It's like looking at a stranger, looking at an ordinary bird, looking at an ordinary tree.

"It's that look again! I hate that look! Wu Zhi pointed at Wu Sa with his Tian'a sword and roared, "I know you have always disliked me, because no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to Senior Brother." So you just don't want to look at me more than two times, that stinky boy doesn't want to look at me more, and even my son's death can be ignored so easily! ”

"Kill! You deserve to be killed! I'll kill you! Wuzhi roared, and finally swung his sword, and the golden light on the sword flowed, condensing a huge amount of power.

But suddenly, he screamed in pain. He saw that in the golden light, the blood vessels on his right hand were more abrupt than before, and he could clearly see that the blood in it was flowing rapidly, flowing down his fingers to the Tian'a Sword. He looked at his hand in horror, his entire right arm shrinking rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It's a heavenly sword! It's the Heavenly Sword that is sucking his flesh and blood!

With a "bang", Wusu finally couldn't bear the huge pain, and his left hand was a knife, and he cut off his right arm with a knife.

The Tian'a Sword flew into the air in the wind, and in this way, it still devoured the entire right hand of Wusu. The air-dried skin on the severed hand quickly weathered, and finally even the bones were absorbed into the Tian'a Sword.

"This ...... What is it?! "Wusu was a little sluggish, and seemed to have changed from a madman to a fool in an instant.

Except for Wusa, everyone was shocked by this vision, and they looked at the legendary only divine weapon in the world, and felt that the divine weapon suddenly became weird.

In the end, the divine weapon was held by the other hand.

This mysterious old man came from the wind and fell into the large square in front of the Fengjian Hall in the night, and his appearance seemed to have even the starlight in the sky sucked away by him. His gaze was as calm as water, colder than Wusa's, and when he looked at the people on Wusu's side, it was like looking at a row of dying ants.

In the midst of everyone's horror again, Wusa suddenly moved, and the range of action was very large. He reverently knelt down, put his head on the ground, and exclaimed, "Meet the mountain chief!" ”

The Chief Great Elder called this old man Mountain Chief, and everyone ushered in the third shock. Wusa is the supreme "Master Uncle Ancestor" in the hearts of all the disciples of Tianjian Mountain, even the current mountain chief Mu Yingfeng has to be polite to him.

No one has ever been able to make him so groveling, to be so respectful, and to be called "Mountain Chief" by him, that is only the legendary old man who may have died on the top of the Snow Peak, the current master of the mountain chief Mu Yingfeng, and the previous mountain chief - Yue Fenghua!

He immediately looked sideways, and saw a point of light shining in the layers of smoke and mist. - The next chapter "Fragments Appear" / Thanks to the unknown book friends 17****80 and Feixue Hanchen for their support!

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