Xuanzhou border, Bailin Mountain.

The sword god Nangong Broken Sword sat lightly on the mountain rock, and there was the world-famous divine sword - Broken Sword beside him.

Here he has been meditating for more than six days.

Six days ago, Ji Xiangtian led the peacock remnants to attack Tianmen Pass, and Nangong Broken Sword came here to confront the two strongest men of Daqian.

Later, Ji Xiangtian retreated, but Qing Yu fought with Pei Dongliu again, so Nangong Broken Sword still confronted the two of them in the air.

Even, after the Son of Heaven sensed that the extreme move he had sealed in the bones of the Ghost Emperor's hand was released, Nangong Broken Sword fought with those two for a while.

It's a pity that the battle ended soon with the other side retreating, and it was not enjoyable.

Now, the big cadres and the back cadres retreated separately, and they began to tacitly fight again, but Nangong Broken Sword was still sitting here and never retreated.

Just because he had a premonition, a premonition of a sword man, a premonition of a strong man, he felt that an unprecedented war was coming, just recently, right here.

In order not to miss this battle, even if the Great Dry retreated, the Nine Heavens would disperse, and the Nangong Broken Sword would still stay here.

"Sword God ······"

The dark blue cloak covered the figure, and the old man quietly appeared behind the sword god, and said: "I have already found out, a few days ago, the person who killed the six gates of the sword a few miles away from the Seven Peaks of Zhenwu to capture the god Ning Ignorance is Xiao Qianxiu, the owner of the Imperial Sword Mountain Villa. Before, there had been an ethereal and decisive sword momentum on a mountain peak outside the Imperial Sword Villa.

The old man personally went to investigate and found that the person who was defeated by Xiao Qianxiu at that time was Zhong Qingling, the great swordsman of the Sword God Lake on the Sword Hall. ”

Xiao Qianxiu ······ Are you the descendants of Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Yun Jue?"

Nangong Broken Sword seemed to remember the past years, and the sonorous and powerful voice like a blade was also a little more nostalgic, "In the blink of an eye, one hundred and fifty years have passed, and there is finally a promising one among Xiao Shi's descendants." Xiao Qianxiu, very good. ”

"Zhong Qingling, the great sword master, was also a famous powerhouse in the Sword Hall back then, but it's a pity that ······"

In that battle one hundred and fifty years ago, I don't know how many swordsmen were destroyed by this sword god. Zhong Qingling is one of the people who made Nangong Broken Sword have an impression.

That Great Swordsman of the Sword God Lake was actually no different from dead.

"The sword is old and there is no mang, and the person is old and has no rigidity. After all, Zhong Qingling's great sword master is old and crippled. However, being able to defeat him, Xiao Qianxiu made me interested. ”

"I hope that under my sword, there will be one more person who sharpens the knife. ”

Nangong Broken Sword is eager for an opponent, because the sword path is not like the second gate of Buddhism, and Qing cultivation can also increase cultivation. The sword, similar to the sword, is a type of weapon, and weapons, since their birth, have always been inseparable from fighting.

Whether it's sword or kendo, it's not something that can grow through empty practice, and you need an opponent with enough qualifications.

Therefore, the more Xiao Qianxiu grows, the more excited Nangong Broken Sword becomes. Perhaps, he will be able to experience the great battle of 150 years ago again.

"Sword God, Buried Sword Peak has been making frequent moves recently, they have found someone who sympathizes with the sword intent on the Holy Sword Tablet, and they are also trying to open the seal of the Sword God Lake. They want to make kendo the strongest again. The old man seemed to be asking Nangong Broken Sword's opinion, and he seemed to be stating what he knew.

"Isn't that great?" Nangong Broken Sword said with a smile, "If I hadn't had to do it back then, I would have wanted to go under the Sword God Lake to see what kind of powerful sword intent that Ten Thousand Tribulation Heavenly Demon had left behind!

As for the strongest in swordsmanship, it's also a good thing. It's best to come up with a sword god to compete with me. ”

Nangong Broken Sword didn't have the slightest sense of worry, because he believed in himself and believed in the knife in his hand.

This is a person who is not willing to be lonely, and he is also a hot-blooded and conceited person. The word sword god has made the way of the sword fall for one hundred and fifty years, and now the way of the sword seems to have finally improved, and Nangong Broken Sword is happy.

Whether it was Xiao Qianxiu or the person who sympathized with the sword intent on the Holy Sword Tablet, they could make the Sword God interested enough.

However······

Before that, there was only one person who could turn the sword god into motivation!

"Shi Ming, you go and investigate, how far the group of people from Buried Sword Peak have become. Nangong Broken Sword said suddenly.

This sentence was a bit sudden, and the tone was a bit hasty, which was a little inconsistent with Nangong Broken Sword's usual style. However, the old man trusted the sword god, so although he had doubts, he still went as he said.

And after the old man left, Nangong Broken Sword held the handle of the saber and broken sword in his hand, and looked to the left with fierce and excited eyes.

There, a figure that is one with heaven and earth, seems to be eternal and eternal.

The mountain breeze blew on his sleeves, and the three thousand black hair was scattered and fluttering, and it seemed to have a certain rhythm. He is one with heaven and earth, seemingly omnipresent, ethereal and invisible, and seems to have a strong sense of existence, where he stands, where is the center of heaven and earth.

"Tai, Shang-" Nangong Broken Sword looked at this figure, word by word.

The strongest man in the world, the Taoist master of the Taishang Daomen, and the descendant of the Taoist ancestor, the Taishang Taoist master, showed his figure in this not famous mountain peak.

And with him was the second sword god in the heavenly list, the strongest person in the Central Plains who was second only to the Taishang Dao Lord.

"Sword God. ”

The Taishang Daoist turned around slowly, and on his face that seemed to be ordinary and like heaven and earth, his ordinary body seemed to contain a heaven and earth.

"Fight me!"

In the passionate cheers, Nangong broke the sword and took out the sword, and the edge of the broken sword made the heavens and the earth dark, and the peerless sword light in an instant was the sun in the sky was overshadowed. But the only people who can really see the true face of this knife are the Supreme Dao Lord and the Sword God. The rest of the people, even the mountains and rivers, did not have the opportunity to see this knife.

Just because of this knife, the peaks and peaks of the mountains and rivers in all directions exploded, not affected by the sword qi, but unable to exist within the scope of the sword god's sword intent.

Under the domineering sword intent, everything does not exist, even if you want to get close to here, you need enough strength, or enough hardness.

And the Supreme Dao Master who faced this knife was immovable, and the mountain rock under his feet was completely undamaged. Not only the mountains and rocks, but within a foot around him, reaching the heavens and the earth below, were all intact. It is like a pillar of heaven, immovable and undamaged.

"Taishang is undefeated. ”

There is no fluctuation in the calm words, but this sentence "too invincible" makes reality verify the truth.

The sword of Nangong Broken Sword was within a foot of the Taishang Dao Lord, and it directly collapsed, as if the actual sword sword cut through a spatial gap, and completely disappeared into the black of the gap.