Huangjiaping.
It was midday, when the sun was at its highest, and there was no wind.
Puff puff puff!
Suddenly, there was a sound of flying through the air, and a gray robe fell steadily to the ground.
"Senior, please show yourself!"
The next moment, the grass was blown by the wind and swayed slightly.
Not far away, under a big willow tree, a figure was leaning against it. His hair was gray, and he was leaning on a crutch with his other hand. He was hunched over and staring ahead.
He just stood there quietly, and the strong wind created by the internal Qi flowing in his body made the willow leaves sway, making a crisp "rustling" sound.
"Just you?"
"Facing Senior Tiandao, I naturally dare not be arrogant!" Zhou Yuan smiled faintly.
As he passed by, a tall figure walked out from behind him.
The man was wearing armor and a towering metal helmet on his head, leaving only his eyes and limbs exposed. He was wearing a white cloak embroidered with a very strange pattern.
The man has a mighty appearance, with silver hair draped over his shoulders, like an old man, but he has a powerful aura, a strong physique, and clear muscle lines, fully displaying the robust physique of a man in his prime.
Mo Xuyou's pupils shrank slightly.
"The regional envoy of the Five Gods Religion?"
Hearing this, the armored man did not respond at all. His face was stern as he scanned the entire audience. "You are known as the Heavenly Sword, where is your sword?"
Swish!
Mo Xuyou's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
In an instant, a white knife light flashed, and the blade arrived first, slashing at an extremely fast speed.
The burly figure in armor stood still and suddenly attacked.
Bang!
Suddenly, an arm like cast steel broke through the air, stretched out abruptly, and grabbed the blade directly!
“Arrogant!”
Tian Dao roared angrily, his whole body filled with awe-inspiring sword intent.
clang!
Fire flew everywhere.
The armored man took several steps back before stopping.
He showed a hint of surprise and looked at Mo Xuyou who had landed again.
His gaze was not directed at Mo Xuyou, but at the knife that gave him a sense of danger.
The blade is one meter thirty-four meters long and less than six inches wide. Among the common knives in the martial arts world, it does not stand out. It looks more like a long sword with half a blade.
The entire blade is a deep black, with only the blade part flashing with a sharp cold light.
Although from the outside, this knife seems to be no different from other ordinary knives and is unremarkable, but as a Hell Envoy guarding a region of the Five Gods Sect, he can naturally discover its extraordinary features.
"This knife...where did you get it from?"
"Hmph!" Mo Xuyou snorted coldly, "This is the Heavenly Will Sword that has been passed down through generations in my Tianshan lineage!"
Although Mo Xuyou's tone was impolite, his heart was already filled with turmoil.
The opponent was able to catch the God's Will Sword with his bare hands.
"Heaven's Will Sword? I've never heard of it!"
Mo Xuyou frowned deeply, with sneer in his eyes, and lightly touched the blade with his fingertips, feeling the slight chill coming through.
"Forget it. With someone as narrow-minded and limited as you, no matter how much I talk, you will never understand the true power of my Heavenly Will Sword!"
"When I use this Heavenly Will Sword to defeat you, cut off your limbs, and render you a cripple, you will realize how absurd and ignorant it is to aid the evildoer today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xuyou suddenly exerted force with his feet. In an instant, the terrifying power belonging to the Return to Void Realm struck the earth like thunder!
boom!
This force was like a violent storm and huge waves, instantly tearing the ground apart. Mo Xuyou's entire body rushed out like an arrow, turning into an imperceptible blurry shadow, soaring straight into the sky!
After the sound faded away, Mo Xuyou's movements became even faster. He rushed into the sky at an astonishing speed, and his terrifying power and speed drew an elusive trajectory in the air.
“Go to hell!”
"God's will... cut with one sword!"
Mo Xuyou swung his sword and a hurricane rose from the ground.
The Hell Envoy stared quietly at Mo Xuyou who was coming to kill him. His face under the mask was calm without any emotional fluctuations.
In the entire Luozhou, the only one who could make him feel difficult was the Black Dragon King.
Legend has it that Fulong Gong is a magical technique that can transform a warrior into the body of a monster.
The Black Dragon King is the best among them, with an extremely powerful body. Unfortunately, that guy is mentally ill and always acts crazy.
Otherwise, he really wanted to have a friendly exchange with the other party.
However, this time he is not an enemy of the Black Dragon King, so he doesn't have to care about anyone.
He stared at the knife; it was the only thing that interested him this time.
"Heaven's Will Blade, what a good name! I will definitely take it!"
…
Elsewhere, Zhou Yuan had just taken a few steps forward when he was stopped by someone.
"Where are you going?"
He was wearing a purple robe, with long hair flowing behind him like a waterfall, and holding a willow-leaf sword in his hand.
"Qin Hongyu?"
"Hahaha, you are only at the peak of the Concentration Realm, how can you stop me?" Zhou Yuan laughed wildly.
"And us?"
In the lush wilderness, one man wore a tall hat and a wide robe, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind; another man held a large staff in his hand, with a strong build. The two men walked slowly towards them, one on the left and one on the right.
"It turned out to be Xie Yu, the barefoot fairy of the caravan, thundering in the sand!"
"My Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Horse Gang have never had any grudges or hatred. Do you really want to wade into this mess?"
"I've long heard of the Blood Poison Palm's reputation. However, Zhou Yuan, your Ten Thousand Poison Sect refines beast ghosts everywhere, and they've intercepted my gang's shipments quite a few times. Are you really taking advantage of my gang's lack of people?!"
The barefoot immortal Xie Yu spoke slowly.
Seeing this, Zhou Yuan frowned slowly.
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