National Samsara: Start with an Infinity Glove

That night.

The moon is big and round today.

Splashing with cold and chilling light.

Beijing.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Two figures stood proudly.

One person is dressed in white, and the other person is wearing black robe.

Both of them were holding swords with one hand.

The outstanding appearance is unlike ordinary people.

His Highness Taihe and the three thousand Imperial Guards were waiting for the two swordsmen to decide the outcome before slashing to death the Lord of Baiyun City who dared to seek power and usurp the throne.

Of course, if the winner is Ximen Chuixue, then this trouble can be saved.

Therefore, the man they hope to win is the man known as the Sword God.

"This sword is the most powerful weapon in the world, with a blade of three feet and seven inches, and a net weight of seven kilograms and thirteen taels."

The one who spoke was Ximen Chuixue, who was dressed in white. He raised the sword in his hand expressionlessly, bringing out a dazzling cold light.

"Nice sword."

Ye Gucheng, who was wearing a black robe opposite, nodded.

"A good sword indeed."

Putting away the long sword, Ximen Chuixue looked at Ye Gucheng

"This sword belongs to the overseas cold sword elite. It has broken hair and a three-foot-three blade. The net weight is six kilograms and four taels."

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand

"Nice sword."

Ximen Chuixue's voice was calm.

"This is a good sword."

Ye Gucheng held his sword and pointed at it.

In an instant, a murderous atmosphere spread throughout the audience.

"hiss! What a strong sword energy!"

The faces of Cao Zhengchun, the leader of the East Factory, and Yu Huatian, the leader of the West Factory, who were participating in the onlookers, changed at the same time.

Even if they were not targeted, they felt as if their bodies were being pointed at by thousands of sword points.

Goosebumps stood up all over their bodies.

They really couldn't imagine that if they were to face these two unparalleled swordsmen, how many moves would they be able to withstand from their swords.

Three moves? One move? Or half a move?

They didn't know, and they didn't want to know.

Because They knew that if such a day came, it would mean that they had reached the end of their rope.

The moonlight was cold and solemn.

The two people in the Hall of Taihe had nothing but each other in their eyes. Although they had never fought against each other

, they had a strong understanding of each other's strength. They had heard about it for a long time.

But when they actually faced each other, they realized how powerful the other party was.

Neither of them moved.

But their qi had already started to clash.

There was no sword, sword, and shadow.

But the danger was not half bad.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng both They know that as long as they show a slight flaw, what awaits them will be a fatal sword. When their strength reaches their level, the battle becomes very short.

With just one sword, the less skilled person will die.

The bleak wind is blowing.

But they couldn't blow up a hair of the two of them.

The two people who were filled with sword energy would never let their hair fly and block their sight.

The confrontation between Qi and machines became more and more intense as time went by.

In At the spiritual level invisible to the naked eye, the confrontation between the two has reached a fever pitch.

A thin stream of sweat seeped out from their foreheads.

Even they felt exhausted after this level of confrontation.

But the two of them The eyes are happy.

It's cold at high places, and it's so lonely to be invincible.

It's a beautiful thing to be able to meet evenly matched opponents on such a high peak. It's a pity that the area of ​​the peak is very narrow.

There is no room for the two strongest ones..

Hence the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

"It seems I'm not too late."

Just when the two people's momentum was about to reach its peak, a young voice with a smile suddenly intervened.

The appearance of this voice broke the balance of Qi.

Let Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng come out at the same time. The sword was drawn, and the sword was drawn in the direction of the sound.

The sword energy was like a tide, and the sword light was like silk.

It carried the great terror of life and death.

But these two peerless swords carrying the terrifying sword energy were replaced by a sword. It was blocked.

It was an iron sword.

It was ordinary and ordinary.

The dark blade had marks of beating, the cylindrical hilt was wrapped with anti-slip linen, and the sword grid was made of protruding circular iron. However

, this kind of rubbish iron sword, which can be bought for only three taels of silver, blocked two peerless divine blades that were invincible in the world.

And the person who used this sword was only ten years old. A young boy of seven or eight years old.

This boy is none other than Chu Ze.

When!

The sound of metal sound like Hong Zhong Dalu came.

Chu Ze's arm shook.

He put the long swords of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng away and floated behind him. He retreated and landed in the middle of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The moonlight of the full moon cast him, leaving a dark silhouette on the ground.

Showing his proud figure

"he is……"

Seeing this young man who shouldn't be here, some people in the crowd shouted in surprise.

"Qi Shenjun, Chu Qiyue?"

"Chu Qiyue? Is he the young man who single-handedly turned the world into a mess?"

Ding Ao, the commander of the imperial guards, frowned when he heard Lu Xiaofeng's cry, his heart tightened, and his face turned dark.

He was confident in dealing with Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, because he knew that after this peak showdown, one of the two would definitely win. One person knows how to lie down.

But now suddenly the Qi Shenjun comes out.

His confidence disappears completely in an instant.

Because he has also heard of this Qi Shenjun.

His martial arts characteristics are the most rogue ones. Overwhelm people.

No matter who the opponent is, first use the powerful long-range air-splitting palm to bombard them. If they can't be killed, they can push hard with their almost immortal body.

Don't admit defeat yet.

Continue to use the air-splitting palm. Palm bombing.

Then push hard.

After a series of operations, you don't know whether the opponent is dead or not.

The opponent's lair is absolutely destroyed.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Ao is so painful.

He is really afraid that the Seven Moon Lord will rise up and defeat him. The palace has been demolished.

Then he, the commander of the imperial guards, may be done with his work.

"No, he must be stopped."

Thinking of this, Ding Ao was about to command his men to capture Chu Ze.

But his movement was stopped by Lu Xiaofeng

"Wait a moment, there is action from above."

Staring at the three figures in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Lu Xiaofeng showed an excited smile.

Because he could see it.

This sudden July God Lord actually unleashed murderous intent on Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng at the same time. He He actually wants to challenge these two strongest swordsmen in the world at the same time!