The moment the ice was about to dissipate, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. He had slept for such a long time that his head felt slightly dizzy.
But the next moment, all Xiao Chen's discomfort disappeared. His body was under the dangerous instinct, and his whole person instantly entered a high state of tension.
There is no need to think about it deliberately, just do it deliberately. The surging sword intention in the body, as well as the power of thousands of Hongmeng, all burst out in an instant.
Just because of instinct, the body's instinctive perception of danger, derived from tens of thousands of fighting instincts in this life, all the potential in the body is released at this moment.
boom!
The scattered ice melted on the spot, and the sword intent on his body contained the power of thousands of Hongmeng, and it exploded fiercely at this moment. It turned into a blade of light as bright as the sun, soared into the sky, and broke through the barrier of the sky in one breath.
The first ones to bear the brunt were Di Wuque and Young Master Tianmo, who were standing closest and had no idea what was going on.
He was so shocked by the powerful sword intent that he flew out on the spot, and the terrifying sword intent continued to radiate out. Those who rushed towards him, including many of the Demon Palace's Highnesses, Xia Houjue of the Shinto Alliance, Feng Wuji, Twelve Watchers and other outstanding leaders, were then knocked away.
Bang bang bang, each and every one of the Demon Palace's Highnesses, outstanding talents, was completely unprepared for the situation. They were hit and vomited blood and flew away. After landing, a huge deep pit was exploded.
Di Wuque and Young Master Tianmo fell gently and landed steadily, but a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
The sword intent that exploded was so powerful that it caught them off guard and instantly overpowered the two of them. If the two of them hadn't reached the level of King of Kings in cultivation, their injuries would definitely be more serious than those of the geniuses.
"What's going on? Has the ancient power come back to life?"
"It is true that at the peak of martial arts, one can have the power of the throne. A million years later, he can still knock away so many talented people."
"It's so scary. I can't control my knife."
"My knife is shaking, it's scared."
The dazzling sword light dazzled people and made them afraid to look directly. But the shock in their hearts caused many warriors outside to suppress their curiosity and couldn't help but stare.
I want to see through, what kind of existence is the ancient power within this sword light.
Click, click, click!
At this moment, the handle of the long knife in the hands of the swordsman on Burial Longgang was shattered and broken inch by inch. Many warriors are frightened and heartbroken, this is really unbelievable.
Such a scene was so jaw-dropping that even Di Wuque and Young Master Tianmo couldn't help but retreat and be cautious.
"Could it be a corpse transformation?" The young master of the demon frowned and said to himself. He didn't know that this was not possible. He had been frozen for millions of years, without contact with the outside world, and he was in this unknown place.
But if it is really a corpse transformation, then the trouble will be big. A supremely powerful corpse transformation at the peak of martial arts, I wonder if the Supreme can shock him.
Once the corpse transforms, everyone here will die.
Di Wuque poured his spiritual power into his eyes, and his eyes burned like flames, trying to see through what kind of person he was in the light of the sword.
But what he saw was a vast ocean, a vast ocean of sword intent.
It hurt so much that blood oozed from Di Wuque's eyes. He accidentally touched the core existence in the sword light. My eyes were instantly injured.
"What exactly is it? If you can still emit such powerful sword intent after a million years, what a terrifying existence you will be in your lifetime."
Emperor Wuque shuddered when he thought about this.
Outside the court, Xiaobai stared at the sword light with his beautiful eyes, refusing to leave. Why is it so familiar? But this is obviously a sage from millions of years ago. How could I be born millions of years ago
"Chu Chaoyun, what's going on!" Far away, Yao Manlan was caught off guard by the sudden | situation and asked Chu Chaoyun next to him.
But Chu Chaoyun, who could always give him answers, was silent at this moment, because he was also a little unpredictable.
The light of the sword gradually dissipated, and with such full force, using the power of Hongmeng to detonate his sword intention, Xiao Chen was a little unable to hold on, and could not hold on for long.
He didn't know what was happening, he didn't even see clearly, he just felt an instinctive threat.
If he doesn't do his best, his life will be hurt by this threat, and he may very well die.
Feeling that the fatal danger no longer existed, Xiao Chen dispersed the sword intent, but his vigilance did not dissipate at all.
"The sword light has dissipated!"
"The ancient sages are coming out!"
"I will know soon whether I am dead or alive. It is really exciting. I can actually meet an ancient sage in my lifetime!"
But when the light of the sword completely dissipated, the Throne of Samsara, the seven divine weapons behind the throne, and Xiao Chen sitting in it, completely revealed their true appearance.
"Shadowless Sword King!"
Everyone went crazy. There were many warriors who had seen the Shadowless Sword King sitting on the throne, and his image was also widely recognized.
Wearing a mask and a black throne, there are seven magic weapons behind the throne. There is only one similarity, which is a coincidence, but everything is consistent, who is it if it is not the Shadowless Sword King!
"You guy, you are pretending to be a ghost. Are you trying to trick me?"
Di Wuque, who had always claimed to be the son of fate, was so angry that his body trembled. He didn't expect that he had been tricked by a living person.
His Highness the Demon Palace, who was fighting to the death for the Ice Sculpture Throne, and the leaders of the Shinto Alliance were all equally angry.
In addition, the Eighteen Demon Palaces originally had an sworn hatred with the Shadowless Sword King.
The young master of the demon said directly without saying a word: "Kill him!"
Di Wuque also said coldly: "Except for a useless person who has played tricks on me, no one is still alive. Kill him!"
Immediately, His Highness the Demon Palace and the leader of the Shinto Alliance flew up at the same time, and actually joined hands with them for a common goal.
But they were angry, and Xiao Chen was even more angry than them!
After sleeping for who knows how long, Xiao Chen woke up and was besieged inexplicably. After finally catching his breath, before he could say a word, a group of people rushed towards him again.
What do you mean, do you think he is a soft persimmon who can be manipulated casually
Impossible, the former Azure Dragon King couldn’t do it, and the current Shadowless Sword King couldn’t do it even more!
"No end!"
On the throne, Xiao Chen, who had not been truly angry for three years, became angry for the first time. His right hand slammed hard on the black dragon's armrest, causing the whole world to tremble.
The seven magic weapons were unsheathed at the same time, facing seven different directions, developing seven styles of sword skills.
Break the air!
The Blade of Pride erupted into a sword king, as bright as the sun, and suddenly appeared in front of His Highness the Flower Demon Palace as if teleporting. His Highness, the Demon Palace, had no time to utter a cry of surprise before all his defenses were broken and the blade was inserted into his chest.
With a bang, he flew out with her and pinned her to the ground.
Dragon subduing pose!
The furious blade flew out with anger, carrying the power of a thousand dragons. Wherever it passed, a sea of blood surged. After killing three watchmen in a row, its power remained unabated, nailing Xiahou Jue to the ground.
Falling moon pose!
The light of the sword flashed, and a bright moon fell to the ground, and figures flew across the sky. Several leaders of the Shinto Alliance were blown away by the falling moon.
The seven perfect sword skills are unfolded one by one. Every time a sword is struck, there will be a shocking phenomenon and the leader will fall.
After the seven moves were completed, the Greedy Blade performed the Heaven-Swallowing Style, and all the attacks from the remaining leaders and His Highness the Demon Palace were swallowed up by this sword, annihilated in the flawless sword path, and disappeared into nothingness.
It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only three or two breaths. The seven magic weapons moved at the same time, but their retractions were different.
When the Greedy Blade fell to the ground and pinned His Highness the Star Demon Palace to the ground, unable to move.
There was not a single figure around Xiao Chen. He was either scared away or injured so much that he couldn't get up and screamed in pain.
There was silence in all directions, and in the huge Dragon Burial Hill, one could only hear the desolate sound of the wind, and the lingering sound of swords hidden in the wind.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene. Young Master Tianmo and Di Wuque watched all this helplessly, and their brains went blank for a short time.
"I just woke up, don't bother me again."
On the throne, Xiao Chen rubbed his head. He still didn't understand what happened and just wanted to be quiet. With a wave of his hand, the seven divine weapons were returned to their sheaths, the throne rose into the air, and he floated into the sky with him.