Sword Sea Chaosheng!
Both are sword intents, but Emperor Xin's sword intent is completely different from the sword master's.
If the sword master's sword intent is a trickle, then the emperor's sword intent is a stormy sea.
When a stream meets a raging sea, the consequences can be imagined.
Before the emperor could make a real move, the sea of swords had already swallowed several sword intents.
With a bang, several sword intents condensed by the sword master with all his strength, were smashed away like waves crashing into a rock.
The sword master's figure flickered, and he retreated dozens of steps violently, with blood surging on his old face.
"Impossible! How is this possible! My sword intent... you, you are Chi Yin!"
The sword master stared round in disbelief, staring at the frail young man in front of him.
The three of them walked together, and the last thing the sword master didn't notice was the emperor in disguise.
"Ashamed, ashamed. Chi Yin, your cultivation has improved again."
The sword master did not defeat the sword master, but Chi Yin defeated the sword master with one move.
The knife owner couldn't help feeling a little dull, sighed a few words, and then retreated.
After forcing the sword master back, Emperor Xin did not immediately withdraw the sword intent, and the entire hall was enveloped by the sword intent.
Wan Qingliu's body is also densely packed with sword intent.
"It's an honor to be remembered by the sword master. There is not much enmity between you and me, but you have made things difficult for me to wash my wife several times. We should settle this account carefully."
The sword intent moves with the emperor's thoughts, like flowing water, seemingly harmless, but if anyone moves slightly at this time, the sword intent will attack wildly.
Every time Di Xin uttered a word, the sword intent brushed against the sword master's body.
A tough guy like the sword master, but in an instant, his whole body was covered with scars, as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Remember, there will be no next time."
As Dixin said, his eyes were like cold water, sweeping away from Wan Qingliu who was beside him.
Wan Qingliu was so frightened that cold sweat dripped down his forehead. At the same time, he also realized that the emperor was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
The other party has already seen his intentions.
"Tsk tsk, Chi Yin, you kid is also a good means, you actually tortured people like this."
Seeing the sword master who was covered in blood like a man, the sword master was also horrified.
"If it weren't for the fact that he still has some usefulness, I would have already destroyed his eight meridians."
Di Xin put away his sword intent, and strolled to the front of the sword master.
"just kill me!"
The sword master was humiliated by the emperor, his whole body was in pain, and the white beard on his face was already covered with blood. Chi Yin, this kid, slaughtered the vanguard battalion in a fit of anger, and he fell into the opponent's hands Here, there must be only one dead end.
The sword master is also considered a man, and he no longer begs for mercy, only wants to die quickly.
"Killing you would be too cheap for you. Let me ask the world, what is more cruel than a person who loves swords becoming a cripple or a fool?"
Dixin leaned over and looked at the sword master.
The cold and lifeless eyes made the sword master tremble all over.
"You! You devil! What do you want? I... I listen to you."
The sword master shuddered when he thought that he had become a cripple, a fool, unable to use a sword, and even unable to gather his sword intent.
A real hero is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is that he will accomplish nothing, become a useless person, and grow old slowly.
"Let me ask you, what did Dong Zhizun ask you to do these days?"
Seeing that the sword master had been completely surrendered by him, Emperor Xin nodded in satisfaction.
For those who surrender, the force is the bottom, and the heart is the top.
"Dong Zhizun asked me to keep an eye on Ye Lingyue. In addition, I also need some people to go to the high-level soldier king's camp."
The sword master was dejected, and honestly explained his dealings with Dong Zhizun.
"It's easy to explain by staring at Ye Lingyue. Why did he send someone to the senior soldier king's camp?"
The knife master wondered.
"I don't know what his intentions are."
The sword master just followed the order, but the sword master didn't know what the specific intention was, and he didn't dare to ask.
"It's very simple. The second Heavenly Demon Well is in the Senior Soldier King Camp."
After thinking about it for a while, Emperor Xin already understood the reason.
"Tianmojing, what is that?"
Both the sword master and the sword master were taken aback for a moment, they had obviously never heard of this term.
"Stupid protoss, they don't even know about the Heavenly Demon Well. The so-called Heavenly Demon Well is the seal enchantment left by the Dazai of the Heavenly Demon Court in the ancient times."
Wan Qingliu complacently said that the strength of the strange demons was much stronger than these gods.
I have never heard of the Heavenly Demon Court, the sword master and the sword master. The implication is that it must be a very powerful existence outside the God Realm.
Wan Qingliu wanted to continue, but Emperor Xin gave him a cold look, and the latter fell silent.
"What happened to the Heavenly Demon Court?"
Although it has been confirmed that he is of the blood of the different demon emperor, the emperor has no memory of the foreign land.
What's more, Di Xin has never had any contact with people from other Dimo families other than Wan Qingliu and Di Zhou.
"The Heavenly Demon Court is the ruler of the foreign land. About three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Demon Court rose. Under their seats, there were eight blood pillar palace masters, four Heavenly Demon elders, and one Dazai. Resources. Except for a very small number of super families, most of the foreign family forces have to make offerings to the Heavenly Demon Court every year. There are rumors that the people of the Heavenly Demon Court are actually people from the thirty-three days. Anyway, in foreign lands, no one dares to disobey the Heavenly Demon Court. However, since the last Dazai fell in the Heavenly Demon Court, there have been disputes between the four elders of the Heavenly Demons and the eight masters of the Blood Pillar Palace, and a new Dazai has not been elected. Today's Tianmojing is also left by the Dazai back then. "
When Wan Qingliu mentioned the Devil's Court, his face was full of awe, apparently terrified of the Devil's Court.
After hearing this, the emperor understood that the existence of the Heavenly Demon Court was somewhat similar to the mountains of the gods in the God Realm.
"Chi Yin, who is this kid? I wanted to ask you earlier?"
The sword master was suspicious and glanced at Wan Qingliu.
The sword master agreed to Dixin's invitation, and returned to Bingwangying. Along the way, he felt that Wan Qingliu looked strange.
"The sorcerer of strange demons."
Dixin replied casually.
"Strange Demon! This kid is also a Strange Demon. Chi Yin, you actually colluded with the Strange Demon!"
The sword master was shocked.
"Idiots, shut up. You don't know that the disaster is imminent. It is because of you idiots that the Protoss will never be our opponent."
Wan Qingliu, after witnessing Emperor Xin's sword intent just now, already understood that it was absolutely impossible for him to escape under Emperor Xin's nose, so he could only obediently put away his thoughts and serve Emperor Xin.
But Wan Qingliu still has the blood of strange demons in his bones, and he always feels that strange demons are superior to the gods.
"No matter how powerful the strange demons are, they are still defeated by the gods. Don't forget that not long ago, the marshal of the gods repelled an army of 100,000 strange demons."
The knife master was not in a good mood.