. Huang Wushuang sighed silently, stepped forward and stroked the two big characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, looked at the floating scroll in the lobby in a complicated way, and muttered: "Woe to the falling glow, stop the falling glow!"

Huang Wushuang silently bowed to the scroll in the hall, then got up, pointed his sword at the sky and swore an oath, a powerful obsession hovered over the falling moon, and roared: "The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead!"

Huang Lingtian's thin figure slowly flew down the mountain, and gradually disappeared into Liu Yuyan's eyes.

Beeliu Yuyan seemed to be in tears, and whispered: "Senior brother, you want to return safely!"

Countless black-clothed people were rushing from the outer direction of the Sword God Mountain Range, densely packed with gaps that could barely be seen, and there were human figures everywhere.

Everyone's eyes were full of hideousness, and their bodies were surrounded by a strange black mist sword qi, and each of them was actually a cultivator above the martial arts realm, and there were three or four thousand people from a distance.

The momentum that swept from the sky to the earth was broken one after another, and the disciples of all peaks all felt a palpitating oppression.

The pungent smell of blood spread, and for a while, the pools of blood bubbling with blood became even more violent.

The sharp sound of breaking wind flooded the Sword God Gate like a tide, and its momentum was extremely huge.

"My Emperor Ling Tian is back, Sword God Sect, today is the time for you to subvert!"

The laughter was presumptuous and rampant, and the violent aura in the words enveloped the Sword God Gate in an atmosphere of despair.

The terrifying momentum stirred the wind and snow in the sky above the Sword God Gate, and its heavenly sè suddenly became extremely hazy.

Huang Ling Tian carried his hands behind his back, followed by dozens of black-clothed people, and the momentum of these black-clothed people was also extremely fierce, and the lowest cultivation was also a fake hún martial realm.

Huang Ling Tian floated proudly in mid-air, looking down at the green mountains and green waters under his feet.

At the beginning, the picture of himself being chased and killed by the Sword God Gate couldn't help but appear in front of Huang Ling Tian's eyes, and in this regard, a sneer appeared at the corner of Huang Ling Tian's mouth.

"Destroy the door!" yīn's cold voice seemed to come from hell, and the face of the black-clothed man who had drawn his sword was full of hideousness.

The momentum of thousands of black-clothed people gathered together, and their momentum was extremely powerful.

At the same time, hundreds of black-clothed men jumped towards the ruined villages in the Sword God Mountain Range.

Before passing through the Sword God Gate, you must pass through the Sword Cliff, looking down from the sky, the Sword Cliff is as if it has been split by a sword, and the surrounding walls are full of sword marks.

The dense crowd of people rushed away, and in the fierce roar, countless figures rushed towards the five peaks of the Sword God, but an amazing sword groan suddenly sounded.

However, at this time, a thin figure stood on the sword cliff with a sword, fluttering, and there was a crackling sound from the martial clothes, and the amazing sword groan was coming out of the sword in the hand of the figure.

Slowly raising his head, Huang Wushuang looked at Huang Ling Tian in the void with complicated eyes, and said lightly: "You are here!"

The huge blood pool in front of the Sword Cliff had been filled with falling rocks, and its bubbling blood qi had also strangely stopped the master, obviously, this blood pool had been destroyed by Huang Wushuang.

Under the pressure of the momentum of thousands of black-clothed people, Huang Lingtian still maintained that indifference, but the complexity in his eyes made Huang Lingtian moved, his figure shook slightly, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "What, do you still want to stop me?" There was a rare trace of gentleness in Huang Lingtian's words, and several people around him stared at Huang Lingtian in surprise, in their memory, Huang Lingtian had always been ruthless.

"I remember when you were a child, you told me that our roots are in the Sword God Gate, if the roots are gone, do we still have the meaning of existence?" Huang Wushuang slowly raised his sword, the tip of the sword pointed coldly at Huang Ling Tian, today, Huang Wushuang finally drew his sword towards Huang Ling Tian.

Huang Lingtian shook his head self-deprecatingly, looked at Huang Lingtian in a complicated way, and sighed: "If you want to stop me today, can you resist it alone?" Several terrifying momentum poured out from Huang Lingtian's side, these momentum came from those few black-clothed people, just these few momentum forced Huang Lingtian to take a few steps back, and a stream of blood slowly dripped down the corner of his mouth.

Wiping away the blood from the corners of his mouth, Huang Ling Tian took a step forward with his sword, stood in the middle of the hún cliff, and said firmly: "There are some things that you only know when you do them, aren't they? Born in the Sword God and died in the Sword God! Isn't this what you taught me in the first place?"

At this moment, Huang Wushuang's whole body exuded a momentum of moving forward bravely and not regretting death.

"Can you regret the sword intent?" Feeling the sword intent that emerged from Huang Wushuang's body, Huang Ling Tianjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Let's do it!" Huang Wushuang said indifferently, at this moment, Huang Wushuang's state of mind was constantly improving, and when facing Huang Ling Tian, his heart quieted down.

Lou Lingtian looked at Huang Wushuang in a complicated manner, slowly pulled out the sword behind his back, and said coldly: "In the past, I could achieve what you are now, and today I will take it back!"

As the last word fell, a murderous aura exploded on Huang Ling Tian's body, hún martial realm three layers!

After several years of frantic cultivation, Huang Ling Tian finally broke through his own bottleneck and took a big step forward in his cultivation.

A few years passed, and Huang Ling Tian finally became a third-layer martial artist, and the terrifying energy caused the gravel on the Sword Cliff to fall one after another, blocking the exit of the Sword Cliff.

"Wait for your orders, destroy the door!" Huang Ling Tian said coldly, and his figure slowly flew towards Huang Wushuang.

As Emperor Ling Tiansen's cold order fell, 1, the atmosphere suddenly tense, the spring breeze blew by, rolled up the dust on the ground, and staggered the cold killing intent.

Looking at the faint smile with a sinister face, the smile on the corner of Huang Wushuang's mouth also sneered, and the long sword swung down, and a sword mark several meters deep spanned dozens of meters, appearing at the feet of many black-clothed people, and the black-clothed people who had no time to dodge immediately fell to the spot.

"Master, I will definitely take your life today! This is my promise to you!" A trace of complexity flashed in Huang Wushuang's eyes, his figure flickered, and an astonishing sword intent that seemed to be about to split the sky and the earth rose to the sky, and the long sword slashed towards Emperor Ling Tian.

The endless sword qi condensed into one point, broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it shrouded the sky above Huang Lingtian, and the terrifying momentum caused the black-clothed people around him to take a few steps back.

"You're still nèn!" Huang Lingtian's eyelids raised slightly, and he glanced at the figure in the sky, and said lightly.

Suddenly, a powerful domineering sword intent that shook the sky and the earth burst out of the body.1 The moment the powerful sword intent appeared, the gravel platform that was originally shaking in the spring breeze all burst open, and a gentle sword slashed on, and the endless momentum struck upwards with the sword qi.

The same sword was unleashed in the hands of the two of them, and its power was equally terrifying.

The two different sword qi collided together, and finally burst out with a sharp sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the endless qi shot out in all directions, rolling up the dust all over the ground, and carrying the screams of some black-clothed people.

"Bang 1" Huang Wushuang's sword weapon was a few meters above Huang Lingtian's head.1 Its energy surged wildly, smashing down on the sword body, and the back-shock force from the sword body 1 shook the sword body continuously.

If it weren't for the Emperor's strength, it would also be not small, and I am afraid that this fencing alone would have to come out of his hands1

The left hand and fingers were sword, and Huang Wushuang quickly pointed a few fingers forward, and several sword qi broke through the air and collided with that qi, and finally annihilated.

With the force of the recoil, Huang Wushuang's figure dodged the sword qi from the shot in embarrassment, and fell back to its original place lightly, staring at Huang Lingtian with a solemn face.

"Compared to before, your strength has indeed become much stronger, but it has only become stronger, do you know the gap between you and me?" Huang Ling Tian said lightly, and the black-clothed people beside him flew towards the sky one after another, crossing the sword cliff and rushing towards the five peaks of the Sword God.

With a casual sword, he forced himself back, and Huang Wushuang's hand holding the hilt of the sword was full of blood, and he said lightly: "So what!"

"With your qualifications, it is definitely not difficult to enter the third layer of the hún martial arts, why waste the infinite future in this doomed sect?" Huang Ling Tian said lightly, for this disciple, Huang Ling Tian was still a little unable to do anything.

Hearing this, Huang Wushuang sneered, holding his sword, pointing at Emperor Ling Tian, and said lightly: "Sometimes, principles are more important than the future, aren't they?"

With a slight sigh, Huang Lingtian knew that today's self-harm of the master and apprentice could not be avoided.

Without further words, Huang Lingtian took a step forward, and with a swing of his sword, the powerful momentum exploded, and two black hurricanes suddenly appeared on the ground, and swept Huang Wushuang away.

Huang Wushuang's feet touched the ground, and a red light flashed under his feet, turning into a streamer that bypassed the sudden two black hurricanes, and a sword shot towards Huang Wushuang.

The sword intent exploded instantly, and the sword intent can be regretted!

You regret it?!。