Legend of Swordsman

When they saw that the owner of Bingfeng Palace had no hands in the sword, they could not withstand the three swords. The hearts of the temple owners in the human camp were all slammed.

It must be noted that the Lord of the Bingfeng Palace is already very strong among the Lords of the Palace. At least it is stronger than their ordinary palaces. As a result, they cannot resist the Three Swords. enough?

It is incredible that a battlefield can be so powerful!

After beheading the Lord of the Ice Peak Palace, Jian Wushuang saluted the Lord of the Xuanling Palace slightly, and then appeared again on that huge bone dragon.

"Go." Jian Wushuang said indifferently.

Yang Zaixuan nodded slightly.

Immediately, the more than ten massive bone dragons in the void turned and turned towards the deepest part of the monster territory.

After Jian Wushuang left, the Crystal Armor Emperor also left with his army of thousands of monsters.

This riot finally came to an end.

The human camp, countless human powers are relieved.

And after this battle, they all remembered a name, that is, sword unparalleled, sword monarch!

Although the sword monarch never appeared in front of them in the future, today the sword monarch alone defeats the Crystal Lord and the brilliant record of the three swords slaying the Lord of the Ice Peaks is bound to become a legend on the demon continent. Long praise.

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Extremely deep in the territories of monsters, more than ten skull dragons rushed forward.

"Boss, how did you come to this demon spirit continent? Who is your master?" Jian Wushuang kept asking on the way.

No way, Yang Zaixuan appeared, he never thought of it, he naturally has many doubts.

"Don't worry, you go to see the Master first. After I see the Master, I also call the boss Wang Yuan. The three of us get together." Yang Zaixuan said.

"Boss Wang Yuan is here too?" Jian Wushuang showed surprise.

"He is indeed, but his life is not as good as ours." Yang Zaixuan smiled mysteriously.

It didn't take long for these bone dragons to come into a calm valley.

"Here it is," Yang Zaixuan said.

Jian Wushuang immediately looked at the valley below, and at a glance you could see a huge black castle in the valley.

"Castle?" Jian Wushuang moved inside, and then Yang Zaixuan came down from the bone dragon and headed for the black castle.

The black castle was extremely quiet. Under the guidance of Yang Zaixuan, Jian Wushuang came to a garden in the castle, and there were two people near the stone table in the garden.

Two of them, one of them is a middle-aged man in a gray robe sitting on a stone bench. The middle-aged man in the gray robe is handsome with short black hair. The vastness is like the stars of the dark eyes. Flashing there.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe was sitting there, looking at a thread-bound book at will.

When Jian Wushuang came to this garden, he was attracted to the middle-aged man in gray robe, and he was attracted involuntarily, as if the middle-aged man in gray robe had a special magic power. All focused on him, and everything nearby was naturally ignored.

Focus, the middle age of this gray robe is very casual, but he is the focus of heaven and earth all the time.

Jian Wushuang was dull, apparently standing there with a loss of mind, looking at the middle age of the gray robe, half a ring, he just returned to God.

"What is this means?" Jian Wushuang had an unprecedented shock in his heart.

The sword Wushuang who returned to God noticed the man next to the middle-aged man in gray robe.

Seeing this man, Jian Wushuang was startled again, "Senior Emperor King?"

Yes, this man was Emperor King who once saved his life on the mainland of China and showed his mighty power.

But at this moment, the emperor's view, respectfully standing beside the middle-aged man in that gray robe, looked like a servant waiting for his master.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang could not help taking a sigh of air, and at the same time he finally understood the identity of the middle age of the gray robe.

In this world, there is only one person who is qualified to treat Dijing so respectfully!

This man is the father as cold as frost, the earthly Tang Dynasty, the mysterious monarch!

"His second master is actually him!" Jian Wushuang was terrified inside.

This is not the first time he has heard of the mysterious Datang monarch.

Before on the Nanyang continent, he heard some deeds of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, knowing that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was very mysterious. Later, he solidified the Emperor King, and the Emperor King said that he was under the seat of Emperor Xiao Tang Seventh God of War!

Obviously, the emperor of the Eastern Tang Dynasty in Nanyang mainland was Emperor Xiaodi.

"Master, I have brought the third child." Yang Zaixuan stood in front of the middle-aged gray robe, shouting respectfully.

"Um." The middle-aged man in gray robe slowly put down the books in his hand and turned to look at Jian Wushuang.

In this regard, Jian Wushuang only felt all his secrets, and in this gray robe middle-aged look, there was nothing to hide.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe smiled slightly, and then commanded: "You two go down first. I'll talk to this little guy."

"Yes." Yang Zaixuan responded to Di Jing, and then both left.

When leaving, that Emperor King passed by Jian Wushuang, and blinked at Jian Wushuang.

Soon, only Jian Wushuang and the gray middle-aged two were left in the garden.

The middle-aged gray robe looked at Jian Wushuang with interest, and then saw him slowly waving his hands, waving his hands, behind Jian Wushuang, a seat condensed by special energy appeared in a vacuum.

"Sit," the middle-aged gray robe said.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and sat down in this seat.

"My self-introduction, my name is Xiao Yan, but most people like to call me Emperor Xiao." The middle-aged gray robe slowly spoke.

"Predecessor Xiaodi." Jian Wushuanglian shouted respectfully.

Anyone, in the face of the strong, should have maintained a trace of awe.

Jian Wushuang now talks about strength. He should be at the top of the entire eternal world, but he knows that he is in front of Xiao Di. He is probably no different from an ant. Xiao Di is afraid he can kill. He has died countless times.

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"Little guy, don't be nervous." Middle-aged Xiaodi in the gray robe showed a smile on his face, and his voice became milder. "Speaking, I have to thank you."

"Thank me?" Jian Wushuang stunned.

"You cleared out some of the Bingxin bone poison that escaped for my daughter, which relieved my daughter's bone poison pain a lot. I must thank you, of course." Xiao Di laughed.

"That's just a hand raise, not to mention she has helped me a few times." Jian Wushuang was not humble.

Xiao Di frowned, and smiled, "Are you afraid that you still don't know the purpose of my finding you today?"

"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded, he was indeed full of doubts.

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