"Laugh at the unfairness of the world, and settle grudges and love with one sword!" Liu Xun shouted. This was his childhood dream, and today he can realize it!
"Gather all the heroes in the world, and I am the only one who can be the king!" This was a dream he had when he came to this world and was being hunted. In the dream, Liu Xun was the only one who could block the pass, and ten thousand men could not break through! That heroic spirit still makes him excited when he thinks about it now!
"Lying on the lap of a beauty when drunk and having the power to kill when awake! Three thousand beauties in the harem and millions of brave soldiers on the battlefield!" A beauty in the arms, good wine in the hands, endless power and majesty, this is every man's dream!
Now, he can achieve all of these! But he can't, because the situation is different, this is a chaotic world!
Just ask yourself, who doesn’t want to be an invincible supreme being who can avenge his enemies and walk the world with ease
Just ask yourself, who doesn’t want to be a knight who is respected and not moved by worldly matters
Just ask yourself, who wouldn’t want to have all the beauties in the world, hold the world’s power, and have hundreds of millions of soldiers under his command
Liu Xun wanted all these, but he couldn't! He could only be a killer who led the charge! He wanted to drive the foreigners out, he wanted to fulfill the oath he made on the day when the Southern Region was destroyed! He wanted to blow up the foreign ancient star!
He wanted to let the creatures from other lands have a try! Families were separated from each other, wives and children were bullied by thousands of people, the common people suffered disasters, the flames of war spread across the world, and the whole world was filled with corpses.
So when Liu Xun gained power, he was excited, he was numb, and the repressed hatred that he had been hiding in his heart burst out...
He wanted to re-establish the Ancient Heaven, drive the foreign lands away from the ancient Chinese star, and then conquer the foreign ancient stars to completely restore the power of China in the prehistoric times. He wanted the entire universe to know that China could not be insulted! He wanted all creatures in the universe to be so afraid that they would become weak when they saw the flag of the Ancient Heaven!
"Establish the Heavenly Court and drive out the foreigners; conquer the eight stars and restore our bright China!" On this day, in a vast uninhabited mountain forest, Liu Xun shouted out the oath that had troubled him all his life. This oath caused him to not know whether it was right or wrong until the end.
When everything was ready, the sky was already dimly bright. Liu Xun thought and turned into a stream of light and headed towards the Central Region City. Today was the battle to become the king, so he had to go.
When he arrived in the Central Region, what he didn't expect was that the battle for the throne had already begun, and it was a battle between Jian Wuming and Ming Te. Ming Te was the second on the foreign domain's honor list, and his combat power was absolutely unquestionable.
Mingte has silver hair and a relatively handsome appearance. He is about 1.9 meters tall. He does not have the explosive power of other foreign monks, but he is not to be underestimated. After all, he can be ranked second on the foreign honor list, so he must have combat power commensurate with his ranking.
Ming Te was so quiet that it was a little scary. Although he was not tall, the aura he exuded was like a mountain. He was looking at Jian Wuming coldly.
Compared to Mingte, Jian Wuming seemed a little casual. There was calmness in his eyes when he looked at Mingte, as if any opponent or any enemy would not enter his field of vision. This was his confidence in his invincibility.
There were no words, no sounds. The two just looked at each other calmly, sizing each other up silently, like two battle-hardened gods of war. Neither of them would reveal a flaw first.
Finally, a trace of murderous aura flashed in Mingte's eyes, and a silver sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Jian Wuming saw this and a trace of disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Mingte playing sword with Jian Wuming was like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, overestimating his own abilities.
Jian Wuming was as calm as ice. Facing Mingte's attack, he did not retreat but advanced instead. The iron sword behind him had not yet been unsheathed, but his eyes emanated a sword intent that could split the heavens and the earth. The sword intent disturbed the nine heavens and immediately blocked Mingte's silver sword.
Mingte retreated at full speed, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. A black cave suddenly appeared in the void, filled with a destructive and corrosive aura. This was his magical power, and it was an unsuppressed magical power.
Jian Wuming snorted coldly when he saw this. If Mingte used his magical powers to suppress other people, it might work. But Jian Wuming was different. He came from the ancient times and was not suppressed by this avenue at all. Therefore, Jian Wuming was not afraid of Mingte's magical powers at all.
When the iron sword was unsheathed, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color. An unparalleled sword intent immediately permeated the entire Central Region City, and Mingte's magical powers completely collapsed. This scene completely shocked the surrounding cultivators.
"All things are annihilated, only I am eternal." Jian Wuming's aura suddenly changed. Although the iron sword in his hand was extremely ordinary, the strange scene around him was like when the world was first created, with chaotic energy filling the air.
Mingte's face was already pale at this time. It was not that he was not strong, but that he met someone he should not have met. Someone once said that if you have not been to the prehistoric world, then you will never know how strong the creatures in the prehistoric world are.
Now Ming Te has personally experienced it. Why is the prehistoric time called the prehistoric time? That is because every living being at that time was comparable to the gods of today! Some people also say that they are descendants of gods... But that is just a theory.
"Oh my God, this is the Silent Sword Technique recorded in the ancient books of prehistoric times!" An old man among the surrounding cultivators recognized the moves performed by Jian Wuming and shouted with a sudden change of expression.
"What! Legend has it that when the Silent Sword Technique was released, heaven and earth changed color. This is the sword technique that once killed gods! It is also called the Devil Technique by later generations! What is the origin of Jian Wuming, and how could he have such a secret technique!" The old man's words evoked everyone's memories, and countless cultivators said with fear.
According to rumors, every ancient secret technique is capable of defying the will of heaven, but there are only a few of them still existing in the world. Even at the Chinese headquarters, there are less than a handful of them, and they are all sealed because today's cultivators are simply unable to practice that kind of secret technique.
No one present saw how Jian Wuming drew his sword, not even Di Yi and Das. Only Liu Xun saw his iron sword flash.
In just the blink of an eye, when everyone looked at Mingte again, Mingte had disappeared. Yes, he had disappeared, and not even a trace of fluctuation could be felt.
The monks around gasped when they saw this, because the Silent Sword Technique is a secret method that can completely destroy everything. The disappearance of Mingte just verified the characteristics of this heaven-defying technique.
Standing on the stage with an iron sword on his back, Jian Wuming looked down coldly and said softly: "There are still two of you from the foreign land. Why don't you attack together? It's a good opportunity to get rid of you once and for all today to save time."
Jian Wuming changed his previous low-key attitude and even threatened to let Das and the other two attack together. This was not arrogance but confidence. Liu Xun could see in the dark that Jian Wuming had made a breakthrough.
Although he still had the fluctuations of immortality in his body, Liu Xun could clearly feel that this was the combat power of the Nirvana Realm. It seemed that he was not the only one who had made a lucky breakthrough. Jian Wuming also made a breakthrough last night. (To be continued)