Qiao Shuying was about to be driven crazy by her, "This is a picture of holding a sword and watching flowers!" It is a genuine article painted by the white orchid bamboo himself! The one hanging in your Immortal Palace is the rubbings of this picture!! Mu Zisu, you open your dog eyes for me, look good!! The man depicted on it!! It's a one-of-a-kind show! Mr. Xiao, your master, he is a lone sword!! Do you understand?! ”

Mu Zisu's mind suddenly went blank.

It turned out that what Gu Xiuyuan had told her was true. Tianxiangjun said that Xiao Xian was chased and killed by thousands of troops in the Forbidden Palace, and it turned out that it was the battle of the trapped dragon that surrounded and suppressed the Demon Venerable a hundred years ago.

Master, he is a sword master......

No wonder, no wonder his swordsmanship is so superb......

No wonder he had so many gold, silver, jewelry, and silver tickets hidden in his snack box............

When he was confused, he also said that he was the Supreme Demon Venerable, and she was stupid and laughed at him for talking nonsense......

She also thought that if Master was a sword master, she would be able to go to heaven!

It turns out that the people she has admired since she was a child, the people she has loved since she was a child, are by her side......

But she couldn't see him anymore.

Qiao Shuying knelt on the ground, trembling all over, she raised her face, her eyes were full of tears, her clear facial features were distorted and hideous, she seemed to be frightened.

She scoffed, "No wonder, no wonder even the god Moro couldn't kill him, he was...... O supreme demon who kills gods...... In order to save you, he bloodied my 3,000 Futu 94 sects, and there were countless officials in the Forbidden Palace, even Jiang Ge Lao and His Majesty Emperor Wu did not escape this catastrophe...... We don't have any chance of winning...... The juggernaut will definitely kill me......" Qiao Shuying cried so much that her heart and intestines were broken.

Mu Zisu was stunned, and whispered in disbelief: "Isn't Master sick...... How could he ...... Could it be that it is a combination of crossing...... Master ...... for me."

Qiao Shuying roared in tears, "Mu Zisu!! It's all your fault!! If it weren't for your existence, I wouldn't have provoked the Supreme Demon Venerable! I'll kill you! If you want to die, die together! ”

As soon as the voice fell—

The entire underground palace of the Three Thousand Floating Slaughter was trembling wildly, and Mu Zisu heard a panicked roar.

"Someone broke into the palace!!"

Outside the heavy pavilion, the bloody wind was fierce, the white-haired Daojun crane robe was stained with blood, holding an ordinary wooden sword, facing thousands of troops and horses alone, stepping on blood step by step, God blocking and killing God, and the sky was full of blood and mist everywhere he passed.

The sword qi was agitated, and the sweep was like a madness.

No one has ever seen such a beautiful sword dance, if the flowers follow the willows, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, vertical and horizontal, a piece of machine.

No matter how many people pounced, no matter what high-grade artifacts they held in their hands, no matter how excellent their talents were, whether they were pawns or world-famous overhauls, the thousands of elite soldiers and demonic beasts that were pressed by the black pressure were all wiped out in an instant in his understated sword aura!

On the jade steps of the palace, Mu Zisu was tied to a huge stone pillar and sealed the pipa bone.

The huge palace gate was shattered. A dazzling white light poured in, illuminating the pitch-black hall.

Mu Zisu was so pierced by the light that she couldn't open her eyes, and in the backlight, in the sword light and sword shadow and the blood mist in the sky, the plain white robe that was not stained with fine dust flew fiercely in her sight. Like the snow in the mountains, the cold is bone-chilling, and it is difficult to hide the peerless posture.

"Gluttony, Master is here to take you home."

She could finally see his snow-white and gentle smile again in her lifetime.

And now Xiao Xian is no longer just a master, but also a great sword immortal she has admired for many years - a sword master.