The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

Chapter 233



Chapter 233

Outside the gate of life and death!

The third Tong leaned on the door and listened for a moment, then turned around with his eyes lit up and said, "Grandpa, the noise inside has stopped!"

Zhu Huang and Leng Lao also hurried over to observe: "Hey! Indeed, Brother Yue is really amazing. He has subdued the old guy Xie Huang in such a short time."

Leng Lao, however, had a different idea and frowned: "Don't you know the strength of Xie Huang? In a completely possessed state, how many people in the world can control him in such a short time."

Although Zhu Huang repeatedly vouched for Yue Zhuoqun, Yue Zhuoqun looked too young.

In his opinion, even if his strength could really surpass Xie Huang, it would be impossible to end the battle in such a short time.

That was Xie Huang who was the first in everything since he came out of his mother's womb. His martial arts were really high, not a charlatan.

"This..."

Zhu Huang was immediately a little unconfident after what he said.

If Yue Zhuoqun hadn't restrained the Evil Emperor, then the Evil Emperor could only have defeated Yue Zhuoqun, and he might even have died under the Merciless Demon Sword.

"Grandpa, if that's the case, what should we do?" Xiaotong asked anxiously.

Nie Feng's face changed, and he immediately drew out the Snow Drinking Sword on his back: "I'll go in and take a look."

Yue Zhuoqun saved him twice and taught him martial arts, and he was extremely grateful in his heart.

He came here to help him learn the magic sword martial arts. If there was any danger, he would blame himself for the rest of his life.

"I'll go with you." The Second Dream stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Alas! Let's die, let's go in together. If the old guy Evil Emperor is really born, I will keep him in the Gate of Life and Death even if I risk my life." The Pig Emperor gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, you guys get out of the way, let me split the Gate of Life and Death."

Nie Feng held the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised it above his head, and saw the Pig Emperor and others move aside, and swung the knife to chop angrily.

Crack~

The black and white Tai Chi gate split apart.

Yue Zhuoqun put one hand behind his back and walked out slowly with a relaxed look on his face.

Seeing Nie Feng's actions, he curled his lips and smiled: "Hey, what do you mean? You haven't even learned the magic knife yet, but you're already possessed and want to chop me?"

Nie Feng froze, silently put down the Snow Drinking Knife, and his face showed a trace of embarrassment:

I was impulsive!

But the Pig King ignored his teasing of Nie Feng and said with surprise: "Brother Yue, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me? I'm fine!"

"Where's the old guy Xie Huang?"

"He's meditating inside to regulate his breathing."

"Did he control his evil nature and not completely lose control?" Leng Lao asked while he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can't I wake him up?"

"Ah?" Leng Lao's eyes widened, his face dull.

Did the Pig King really say it right?

Yue Zhuoqun should have been happy that he could stop the Evil Emperor, but he felt a sense of loss in his heart:

That was the Evil Emperor, and he was defeated so easily!

He suddenly felt as if his faith had collapsed.

"Nie Feng, I have already told the Evil Emperor that you can go in and practice the magic sword now."

"Thank you, Brother Yue."

Nie Feng responded happily, nodded to the Second Dream, and stepped into the Gate of Life and Death.

After he entered, he sat cross-legged in the blood pool with the word "demon" and listened to the Evil Emperor teaching the secrets of swordsmanship.

Yue Zhuoqun and others stayed outside and did not disturb them.

Ten days passed in a flash.

The Pig Emperor and his men could not sense anything, but Yue Zhuoqun could faintly feel that a domineering demonic aura was brewing inside, and it was obvious that Nie Feng's magic sword was about to be practiced.

"Evil Emperor, come out and fight with me!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from a distance.

Boom!

As a fierce and domineering sword light shot out, the figure of the second sword emperor followed closely.

In the past ten days, not only did he recover from his injuries, but his sword skills became even stronger.

He lost control of his state of mind due to the influence of Yue Zhuoqun's lustful sword.

As the saying goes, there is a gain for every loss. He realized that breaking emotions is not being ruthless. The more he was obsessed with breaking emotions, anger, and hatred, the less he could use the power of his sword skills to the extreme.

So he transformed all his obsession with breaking emotions into desire, the desire to be invincible in the world and the desire to defeat the evil emperor.

Controlling the sword with desire, he naturally forgot the shackles of emotions and entered the state of mind of breaking emotions.

In this way, the power of the Seven Absolutes of Breaking Emotions not only did not weaken, but became even stronger, and it became more and more handy to perform, and there was no stagnation in his moves.

Just after he understood the state of mind of this sword technique, he couldn't wait to challenge the evil emperor.

"Is it you, kid?" As soon as he landed on the field, he saw Yue Zhuoqun, and the anger of the previous defeat surged in his heart.

He was unwilling to lose to the evil emperor, and he was equally unwilling to lose to Yue Zhuoqun.

"Okay, okay, since you are here, then I will defeat you first, and then challenge the evil emperor."

Zhengming Sword swung, and immediatelyYue Zhuoqun attacked.

"Dad, calm down." Di Er Meng's face changed, and he quickly stood in front of him.

She didn't want to see her father being injured by Yue Zhuoqun again.

"You beast, you actually helped outsiders to deal with me, get out of here."

However, Dao Huang would never understand her painstaking efforts, and slashed at Di Er Meng with a knife.

Di Er Meng was no match for Dao Huang, who had made great progress in martial arts. Facing this knife, he felt suffocated and was about to be seriously injured.

Boom!

The gate of life and death suddenly blasted open.

A blood-red figure whistled out, and the blood-red knife energy dozens of meters long fell towards Dao Huang like the creation of the world.

Dao Huang's pupils shrank, and he blocked it with his knife.

But the power of this knife far exceeded his imagination. It was Nie Feng who was completely possessed by the devil, and the devil followed the empty life under the blessing of crazy blood.

With a hum, Zheng Ming Dao was blown away on the spot and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Nie Feng was like a red hurricane. He arrived in front of Dao Huang in an instant, stepped heavily on Dao Huang's chest with his left foot, and raised his sword to chop at his head.

"Wind!" Di Er Meng exclaimed.

The voice finally aroused a trace of Nie Feng's rationality, and his devilish nature eased a little, and he stopped raising his sword in mid-air.

But the blood-red devil's pupil was full of struggle, and he might continue to chop at any time.

Yue Zhuoqun moved his body and appeared behind him, with his palm against his back, and his internal force surged out to contact the devil seed in his body.

"Don't wake up yet!"

The plain voice fell into Nie Feng's ears, no less than a bolt from the blue, instantly suppressing his devilish nature and returning to rationality.

Nie Feng looked at Dao Huang under his feet, quickly put down the Xueyin Sword, and reached out to help: "Senior..."

"Hmph!" Dao Huang snorted coldly, shook off his palm and stood up by himself.

But his mood at the moment was much calmer, with a lonely look on his face.

Seeing his expression, Di Er Meng stepped forward to comfort him:

"Dad, do you really have to let someone die under your sword before you can stop? You are so old, why do you still cling to those false reputations."

The battered Sword Emperor looked at Yue Zhuoqun, then looked at Nie Feng, and was silent for a while.

If he continued to insist, would he be trampled under the feet of Nie Feng again?

Once was enough to be humiliating.

"Alas... Forget it, forget it." After a long silence, he finally chose to give in.

I thought that my sword skills and state of mind had broken through, and I could finally defeat Yue Zhuoqun and the First Evil Emperor, but I didn't expect to be so embarrassed by this kid's sword.

It seems that I will never be the best in the world, and I can't practice invincible sword skills.


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