In ancient times, the gods who created the rules of the entire world were said to have raised their hands to pick up the stars, capture the sun and the moon, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and open up the world.

But when the real scene of the stars falling happened in front of their eyes, every witness realized that his heart was so shocked.

In Gwangju Metropolitan City tonight, heavy rain shrouded the night sky, and there was no starlight, but as the young emperor stirred the law of stars suspended high above the nine heavens, the night sky changed suddenly.

One star after another lit up and joined together, and then the brilliant stars fell wildly, streaking across the sky in a brilliant silver trail.

Beautiful, but there is a desolation that is difficult to explain.

There is a saying in the cultivation circles among the monks of the vast land of Shenzhou that Dadao is a woman who likes beautiful things, so the more charming things are, the more dangerous they are.

The same is true for the supernatural powers, such as the joint destruction of the Great Xia Law Cultivation Order, the Blazing Sun, the arrival of the Cold Country, and so on, all of which are beautiful, and at this time, the star storm that fills everyone's eyes, even if it is separated by countless distances, its vast and incomparably powerful star power still threatens the entire Wide Area City.

"The stars have fallen, and those are extraterrestrial stars!"

A shout rang out from outside the city, and then one after another stars fell to the top of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, dyeing the entire western sky with a misty and dazzling starlight.

Directly below the fall of the stars were Zhao Yu and Murong He, who were still fighting close to each other on the Ten Thousand Swords Lake, or it could be described as the young emperor unilaterally bombarding Murong and the King of Ten Thousand Swords with a furious punch.

The piercing metal trills did not stop for a moment, and every time Zhao Yu's punch was smashed, a wisp of blood would flow from the corner of Murong He's mouth, and at the same time, the sword path laws and the power of the kingdom that were swirling around his body became less and less.

The purpose of the young Lord of Great Xia is very clear, that is, to scatter and destroy all the edges on Murong He, the sharpest sword in the world.

Murong He is a pure sharp sword, so he only cultivates, and he can only have one Dao, which is a pure sharp sword dao, but in this holy battle, from beginning to end, this sword Dao master cultivator can't stab even a single sword to his heart's content.

After one step, step by step, this is the fight between great cultivators, the so-called late to the people, for the top cultivators with thoughts to the sky, it is simply a joke!

Murong He was like a beast locked in a cage at this time, with the minions that tore everything apart, but it was difficult to exert it, no matter who it was, when he encountered such a situation, the anger in his heart could be imagined, but at this time, Murong He, who was under the bombardment of the mountains and tsunamis, bit his lip to death, and under the dizzy impact of the infinite divine soul, he forcibly placed himself into the mysterious and mysterious ethereal realm.

Falling rapidly, the mighty stars of the stars were above his head, and the fists and the power of the law that continued to erupt in his chest consumed the vital origin edge qi of the Great Grandmaster and the Saint Realm at a speed visible to the naked eye, in this case, no more than ten breaths, he Murong He would lose all his sharpness and completely turn into an ordinary sword.

He needs to break free, he has to break free, and he needs to draw his sword, and he needs to show his true edge in the whole world!

"I, Murong He, vow to make a sword, even if it is only one sword, it is enough!"

A voice with a strong sharp aura on the Burial Sword Lake, under the shroud of the stars, exploded like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it resounded through the four fields, and even rolled outward, and the entire wide area city was clearly audible.

This roar seems to be a longing, an unwillingness, or some kind of calling!

In the next moment, on the mountainside of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, the sword guarding the mountain that was the gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion suddenly began to tremble violently, and the three scarlet characters of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion written on it instantly shone brightly, and at the same time, a particularly piercing sword sound was heard.

Then the huge mountain gate sword trembled and rose directly into the sky, turning into a black light, blending into the night, and flying straight towards the Burial Sword Lake.

This big sword is composed of stones all over its body, and it does not have any sharp energy, but it has unimaginable power, and it comes directly to the falling star, and after it comes to a falling star, it directly explodes the former, and instantly turns into a starry sky scattered and exploded.

Between the starlight flying, whether it was the great grandmasters above the Spirit Crane, or the Radiant above the black dragon, the taboo people of Dire changed suddenly at the same time, and in the Sitian Tower of Shenjing City, Li Chunfeng, who was standing behind Rouge, directly pressed one hand on the bronze giant coffin beside him, and then let out an extremely solemn voice:

"Not good!"

Before Li Chunfeng's voice fell, the mountain guarding sword that turned into black light continued downward again, smashing the stars in front of him again, like fireworks exploding, covering the entire Burial Sword Lake.

Then the rock sword stabbed straight down at Zhao Yu and Murong He below, and at the same time, above its sword body, under the power of countless stars bursting, dense cracks extended outward.

This mountain-guarding sword that has stood on the mountainside of Wanjian Mountain for countless years is using its last residual heat to become the sword in Murong He's hands!

On the Burial Sword Lake, Zhao Yu raised his head, and in his black eyes, the huge stone sword that was constantly enlarged was reflected, and the tail of this stone sword had begun to shatter, but in the induction of the young emperor, its power was even more palpitating than the Qinglian Sword in Murong He's hand.

"Stone Sword Creature, interesting!"

When the faint emperor sounded, Zhao Yu's fists that bombarded forward changed, changed into palms, and slapped directly on Murong He's chest, and the entire body that was constantly stepping forward also paused, and the two people who were originally tightly attached to each other were instantly separated.

Ancient Forbidden Avatar!

This is the most mysterious supernatural power from the deepest part of the desolate region, the terrifying blade demon king, and has the ability to replicate a reflection that is as strong as the enemy, so even if Zhao Yu stopped advancing, another Murong He appeared in front of Murong He, still following closely like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

This reflection holds a Qinglian sword in each hand, although it is vague, but it has the same pure sword edge as Murong He!

The reflection slashed down from top to bottom with the double sword holding the sword, while Murong He stabbed from the bottom up at the same angle, the strength of the two, the angle and the sharp qi on the sword were completely the same, but Zhao Yu, who was staying in place, still raised his right hand, and the black eyes on the handsome and unmatched face were filled with silver gas for a moment, as if there were infinite stars circulating in the period, and then shook at Murong He.

Ancient Forbidden Magical Powers.Charm!

In the next moment, Murong He's Zhihai was hit by the biggest impact since he was born, the young emperor's vast spiritual power, forming a tsunami that rushed ashore violently, directly breaking the embankment on the shore, driving straight in, and trying to completely occupy the entire Zhihai, but a sword lotus bloomed from the depths of Murong He's Zhihai, stopping the enchanting tsunami from the outside.

At the same time, the battle in the outside world was also going on, and Murong He's left-hand Qinglian Sword that stopped the reflection paused for just one hundredth of a breath, and the two Qinglian Swords instantly staggered.

Murong He's sword pierced the center of Reflection's eyebrows, and the Qinglian Sword in Reflection's hand slashed through the former's left arm.

The bright red blood shone on the entire Burial Sword Lake, and after an instant, the mountain gate stone sword above the sky completely pierced into the Burial Sword Lake, and its target was Zhao Yu, who was standing firmly on the surface of the lake!

The stone sword enters the lake.

It was as if a nuclear bomb had been detonated on the top of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.