The Ultimate Sword Master

Hearing this.

The figure suddenly fell silent.

If it was the real Him.

Let alone helpers, even if the young man's true body came, he would not be afraid at all. After all, He represents absolute power. With one thought, he can eliminate all hidden dangers!

But...

Now he is, after all, just an incarnation of His will, and has become an independent personality. No one inside the door can hurt him, but it is not certain outside the door!

"Stupid."

Thinking of this, he looked at the young man and said indifferently: "You opened the door, aren't you afraid of letting those people in?"

"So."

The young man smiled and said: "I only opened a crack."

The voice fell.

The door of heaven and earth trembled slightly, a roar sounded, and the majestic Dao Yun continued to fall down. A crack in the door quietly appeared in the emptiness!

Through the crack in the door.

You can faintly see that behind the door is an endless, boundless, and endlessly weird dark ocean!

The center of the ocean.

A small boat about three feet long floated on the sea. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, or how turbulent the sea was, the boat was still stable and motionless.

On the boat.

There stood a big man.

He was tall, dressed in a tight outfit, wearing a bamboo hat, a straw raincoat, a red wine gourd tied around his waist, and behind him... a black gold sword!

Although it was only his back.

But the heroic and magnificent meaning was fully revealed!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

As if sensing the door of heaven and earth opened, the originally turbulent strange sea water suddenly boiled up, and waves came one after another. On the waves, there stood a strange figure condensed from the sea water!

Endless strange power connected.

The waves grew bigger and bigger, but in a moment, they had turned into a tsunami that spread over trillions of miles, and were about to directly pass over the big man and pour into the door!

"Hmm?"

As if he had felt something, the big man raised his head slightly, revealing a majestic and upright face with a full beard!

"Damn it! Want to rebel?"

After he finished speaking.

He stomped his feet lightly, and the black and gold sword behind him trembled. This endless black sea was suddenly covered with endless snow-white sword light!

Just like his temperament.

The sword light was magnificent, mighty, and heroic!

Boom!

Under the sweep of the sword light, the waves and the strange figures were completely flattened!

One sword!

Calm and tranquility!

Under the black sea, endless strange power spread and circulated. Although they showed great desire for the world inside the door, they were afraid of the big man's sword and could only lie dormant in secret, and dared not make any small moves.

The big man was too lazy to care.

He turned around and glanced at the crack of the door. His voice was loud but questioning: "Where is my nephew!"

"It's a bit miserable."

The young man's voice came out: "But he's not dead yet."

"Damn it!"

The big man said angrily: "How can you be such a father in the world!"

"This matter is a bit complicated."

The young man said helplessly: "It's too late to explain now, hurry up, give us a knife!"

The big man's eyes condensed.

His eyes were like torches, like two real blades, directly piercing through the endless time and space, and fell on the figure in Guixu!

"This is not Him!"

"So, your knife can cut him."

"Are you going to start?"

"The time is just right!"

"I understand!"

The big man was bold and didn't ask any more questions.

His eyes turned.

He looked at the figure again and said in a light voice: "It's you, bullying my nephew?"

"It's you?"

In Guixu, the figure seemed to recognize the identity of the big man, and his tone suddenly became fearful.

"So, you are..."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

The big man put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Take my sword first!"

Zheng!

The sound of the sword suddenly rose!

On the raincoat, the black gold sword trembled, and suddenly rushed into the sky, the sword light spread endlessly, the sword light was domineering, the sword momentum was magnificent, directly cut through time and space, cut through the ten thousand ways, cut through everything, and instantly passed through the crack of the door and came to Guixu!

...

The dream world.

Seeing the black gold sword that suddenly appeared, the old Taoist was stunned, "Is it him?"

"No wonder."

The scholar said faintly: "This Su, who opened the door of heaven and earth, has this intention!"

"Good, good!"

The old Taoist took another look and said ecstatically: "Even if you and I were once, we would not dare to say that we have absolute confidence to take this sword. With his help, Fellow Daoist Su can be considered to have a chance of winning!"

The scholar did not speak.

There are countless cultivators in the world, and those who use knives are countless, but the big man's knife is the first in the Great Chaos Realm!

The big man is full of heroic spirit.

His knife also shows the eight words of fierceness, sharpness, grandeur and majesty to the extreme!

"Let's not talk about whether we win or not."

Thinking of this, the scholar said faintly: "At least it's not a big problem to fight to the death together."

The old Taoist: "..."

...

In the ruins.

Sensing the big man's knife, the figure simply gave up pulling back his arm. Under the flow of the power of nothingness, the young man's body, except for his head, has been assimilated by him!

The young man ignored him.

"Boy, give me a reason not to kill you!"

This sentence.

But it was not said to the figure.

"There are many reasons."

Suddenly, a weak voice suddenly came out from the figure.

It's the real Luo Wushuang!

"You know very well."

He said calmly: "Even if he kills me, there will be a second, third, and countless Luo Wushuang in the world. He will not give up until he achieves his goal. This move is meaningless!"

"This is impossible!"

The figure was shocked and suddenly looked at his own body, with a hint of disbelief in his tone!

He remembered it clearly.

The moment he came to revive, he had completely assimilated Luo Wushuang's consciousness. How could the other party... be still there?

"Is it weird?"

The young man smiled lightly and said: "From the moment you were separated, every move you made was already in His expectation. If not, would I have spent so much money and risked my life to send my son away?"

The figure stopped talking.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he had thought of all this too simply!

"Boy."

The young man ignored him and said quietly: "This reason is not enough."

This sentence.

He said it to Luo Wushuang.

"I'm very filial."

"I have a bottom line."

"I'm very proud of myself."

Luo Wushuang gave three reasons in succession.

"It's all the truth!"

The young man Shen suddenly smiled with emotion: "If you didn't have this special status, you should be able to become friends with my son. He is also a good boy!"

"That's it."

"So what if I just let you go?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a black gold sword came to kill him. The sword's light was endless and its power was majestic and majestic. It passed directly through the figure's body!

The figure trembled.

As soon as the power of nothingness dissipated, his originally independent personality gradually became blurred. He glanced at his body subconsciously, and he understood that he had lost!

"Do you want to leave a last message?"

The young man suddenly spoke in a friendly tone.

The figure spoke subconsciously: "I..."

"Hold it in."

The young man interrupted him and said seriously: "Don't say it."

Figure: "..."