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Chapter 263 - Chapter 263 Breaking with a Sword

A sword shocked the world and was peerless.

It is hard for everyone to imagine how amazing the Changgeng Sword Fairy was at its peak in the past.

"It's strange that my ancestor was scolded by the sword fairy, and he didn't dare to say a cruel word."

Gulu--

A demon in Dizhou swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and at this moment, he really understood the strength and prestige of Changgeng Sword Fairy.

It's hard to see the world.

Although it is only the first round of temptation, we can also see the horror of the sword fairy. Even if he is old, he should not be underestimated.

In the crowd, a group of Mahayana monks who were not qualified to participate in the war secretly exclaimed, their hearts trembled and their mood fluctuated greatly.

"Why is the gap so big for the same Mahayana monks?"

The joint attack of hundreds of top powers was lightly blocked by Jianxian.

"When the world's swordsmanship, who dares to call himself an immortal except him?"

This scene fell into everyone's eyes and was unbelievable.

Up to now, no matter how powerful the swordsman is, he dare not call himself himself in the name of sword immortal.

I only dare to say to myself that I am the sword king, and I dare not be as famous as the Changgeng sword fairy.

Even after ten thousand years, it is still the same.

There was a self-prouted kendo master who wanted to create a new era.

However, when those people went to Ziyun Mountain and saw the supreme sword left between heaven and earth, they all surrendered, and there was no intention of contempt for the heroes in the world, and they were in awe.

"Wait, is that the only ability?"

After one move, Li Muyang held a broken sword in his left hand and a broken sword in his right hand, with a look of indifferent.

If you close your eyes, you will not expect that you will be a lame old man who dares to face the hundreds of heroes on his own. Imagine that it must be the immortals of the fairy and the palm of the world.

"I'm offended."

The great men looked at each other in anear, and their hearts were tight. They planned to take out their cards and fight with the sword fairy.

I thought I could work together to force the sword fairy back, but I thought too much.

"Don't worry, just do it."

Li Muyang has been sharpening his sword for thousands of years and has gained insight. Now, he really wants to fight with people, let this old bone move, and he will fight again.

I climbed the bridge, but it was no longer a Mahayana.

The secular monks don't know, but the mouse is in sight.

Above the Mahayana is the divine bridge, and stepping on the divine bridge is no longer a mortal creature.

Generally speaking, Li Muyang is already a quasi-emperor.

He fought against the will of heaven and earth, wanting to become stronger and go deeper to the depths of the divine bridge. Unfortunately, he was defeated and fell into the divine bridge, which was no longer the peak.

Now, the Taoist heart has been settled for ten thousand years, and his foot has stepped on the divine bridge again and made a comeback.

"Come on, fight!"

Li Muyang shouted softly, and the sound was like an ancient bell, and the sound was sounded through the wilderness.

The word "war" overturned the starry sky in front of him, and the old guys who shocked a lot of people took half a step back, and a few wisps of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"In the past, the old man did not dare to fight with Changgeng Jianxian in his dream. No matter what the result is today, it's not a waste of my life.

The old guy in the front clenched his hands and tried not to let himself too afraid, and a trace of long-lost enthusiasm gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Four-legged square tripod!"

A bald old man had his hands stamped, and a groove appeared in the center of his eyebrows. Then, a four-legged black tripod emerged and gradually grew bigger, up to hundreds of feet.

Then, the bald old man stepped on the black tripod, condensed his whole body, and killed Li Muyang.

"I never thought that I could have a hand with the sword fairy in this life."

A master of kendo held a three-foot sword and waved his sword with hot eyes.

He once saw the peerless demeanor of Li Muyang's battle with Tianyi with his own eyes. After hundreds of years of enlightenment in Ziyun Mountain, with the help of Li Muyang's remaining supreme swordsmanship in the world, he reached the realm of kendo and greatly increased his strength.

Today, I fought with the most respected sword fairy in my heart, and my inner emotions were very complicated.

"I have a nine-pole map of Zhentian. I don't know if the sword fairy can break through."

The Taishang ancestor of the Jiuji Sect directly took out the treasure of Zhenzong, a four-way Taoist map, came out of the palm of his hand and threw the void.

In a blink of an eye, the nine-pole map became extremely huge, thousands of miles long, emitting a pressure that made the world's soul tremble.

Whwh--

The nine-pole map covered Li Muyang's head, and the array of extremes suddenly appeared and sealed it.

Another black tripod hit from the side, as if it had the terrible power of breaking the stars.

There are also thousands of sword lights pouring in, wandering in the vast starry sky, like a silver dragon rushing, forming an unparalleled sword array and coming straight.

"The enemy has ten thousand methods, and one sword breaks it."

Li Muyang tightened the broken sword in his hand and picked it up first, making the nine-pole Taoist map on his head shake violently and the Taoist lines were disordered.

"Wow"

Then he stabbed a sword to the side and flew the four-legged black tripod, and even the great strength standing on the black tripod was injured.

"Donglong"

He waved several swords in a row, cut off the surging fire, and smashed tens of thousands of thunder skills falling from the sky, making dozens of top soldiers tremble.

For a moment, the whole starry sky was covered by the law of terror, and the dazzling divine passage crossed millions of miles. It can be seen with the naked eye that an inch of void breaks one after another, forming countless twisted black holes.

"Flock!"

The ancestor of Jiujizong controlled the Taoist map and tried his best to find a time that he thought was more appropriate and attack again.

The nine-pole map of Zhentian pressed Li Muyang to suppress him.

Li Muyang looked up at Daotu and said slowly, "It's just a rag. It's ridiculous that you still want to trap me."

Then, Li Muyang waved his sword to resist the attack in all directions. He raised his left hand above his head and pointed to the top in a hurry.

Kendo has become a magic, and there is a supreme sword light between the fingers.

"Whit!"

The light was like a shocking pillar of light, rushing directly to the Jiuji Road map, so that it was not allowed to fall.

The next moment, the supreme sword swept all corners of the Taoist map, causing dozens or hundreds of small gaps in the Taoist map.

"Receip it!"

The ancestor of Jiuji Sect was immediately anxious and hurriedly took back the treasure.

I looked down at the nine-pole picture in my hand, which was obviously damaged and my heart ached to the extreme.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

No matter how he has all kinds of magic soldiers and all kinds of Taoism, he can't suppress Li Muyang's sword power.

However, with his current physical condition, Li Muyang still has little hope to defeat hundreds of top powers on his own.

After all, he has not really recovered his strength at his peak, and he can only maintain a balance with the strong for the time being.

More than a hundred rounds have passed, and the great people are scared. They didn't expect that Li Muyang could last so long.

If it continues to fight, it will really turn into an insolvable death. At that time, both sides will be killed or injured, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Jianxian, don't you really refuse to give in?"

Someone asked loudly.

Li Muyang is light on the surface, but in fact, he is still a little stressed.

The people in front of him are all monks at the peak of Mahayana. Li Muyang dragged his withered body and blood and held a broken sword. He could have such combat power beyond the understanding of countless people. He was extremely frightened and shocked.