"Hmm? They know each other?"

"That knife...the fierce sword of the sky!"

"It's him!"

Luo Chuan stared at the blood-trough iron sword in the hand of "Master Fang", and a look of remembrance flashed in his eyes. Although the Sky Rift Sword he once had was a copper sword, the standard was the same. He was also a disciple of the Six-Star Field Star Sword Temple. The Sky Rift Sword, which followed Luo Chuan to call the wind and rain in the Tiannan Realm, was just an ordinary treasure in the big world where Luo Chuan is located, but it carries the origin of Luo Chuan's magical practice. In addition, the various direct or indirect relationships between Luo Chuan and the Six-Star Field Sword Ancestor, his heart tensed up.

The identity of "Master Fang" was exposed and he didn't bother to disguise him anymore. He finally showed his familiar face - Luo Chuan had seen this face twice, once was the Taoist master of Guangtian Pusheng**, and once was the former leader of Mo Sect, the Demon Sect Palace.

Guiye is as strong as the second emperor, and the leader of Mo is the emperor, and his third clone actually surpasses the level of the emperor and can compete with the Thief Heaven and the Empress Rakshasa. These three clones are stronger than the other, which is really unimaginable how strong the master of the clone is, the generation of sword saint who controls a domain under the six stars!

"The sword ancestor... He actually reached into the Tianchen Continent and was also making a cave in the world of blessed land. Wait..."

Luo Chuan frowned. He vaguely felt something was wrong. He seemed to have missed something, but he didn't care about so much even if the situation was urgent.

Whoosh!

Luo Chuan rose up and turned into a afterimage, rushing towards the Sutra Tower.

Halfway through, Luo Chuan's body shook and changed into another appearance. Chaos fog covered his whole body and wrapped it tightly, becoming the "nameless master" before. Luo Chuan repeatedly destroyed the layout of the sword ancestor in the chaos in the foreign lands. Although this time he came only a clone, who would know if he would recognize him. Facing such a peerless strong man who was second only to the six sages, Luo Chuan had to be cautious.

...

On the Lotus Suspension Bridge, after one move, the Empress Rakshasa and the Knife Ancestor were evenly matched, and no one could get the advantage.

Neither of them used all their strength, but even so, the three palace masters who struggled to get up were secretly shocked. What surprised them was not only the strong strength of the visitor, but also the extremely accurate and scheming of this person. At this time, the church palace was closed and no one could escape. The only one who could compete with him was the leader. The remaining elders and disciples became his hostages invisibly, making the leader look afraid of the mouse.

It is not difficult for any hero and giant to make arrangements. What is really difficult is to calculate people's hearts and calculate people's hearts to the extreme, let alone the person who is plotting is the Queen Rakshasa.

When the three emperors' palace masters felt chills in their hearts, they looked at the thin old man opposite the leader with a hooked nose and drooping eyelids, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"No." The Empress Rakshasa stared at the clone of the Daozu and suddenly spoke.

"I finally discovered it. I haven't seen you for many years, and without that man, your reaction has slowed down so much. No wonder, you were injured in your own territory. Rakshasa, what you lack the most now is a man who can rely on for you." The sword ancestor clone gently picked the tip of the knife and smiled.

The iron knife was gently lifted. Thousands of white lotus that were wrapped around the suspension bridge flew up into the air, leaving the mud without stain. The white lotus that was beautiful and unconventional, hovered around the Empress Rakshasa and danced endlessly. It was beautiful for a moment and was indescribable.

Hundreds of chasing sects, including the elders and disciples who came one after another, were all furious. The old man with a hook-nosed nose was frivolous in his words and deeds, and he even teased the leader in public. Although the leader was a woman, he was a mythical and legendary existence in their eyes, and he could not allow others to be defiled.

Before the church members could curse, the Empress Rakshasa raised her jade hand lightly and stopped everyone.

"This sect has never relied on anyone, and has never been disdainful. I thought you would understand this." The Queen Rakshasa voice seemed to have some kind of magic. The white lotus around her dance suddenly trembled and shot towards the sky. Then she looked at the clone of the sword ancestor and said coldly: "You have transformed three methods into one qi and practiced the three clones, but each has its own strengths. Your clone is the strongest, but planning is the weakest... There is someone behind you who is dispatched and controlled your clone. All of this was planned by that person. Who is that person, and where is it now."

"You have seen through it again. But you should know that no one in this world can control me, even my clone. I join forces with him and ask for what he needs. Of course, you know that person. After all, there are only a handful of people who can sneak in quietly under your Rakshasa nose." The clone of the Daozu smiled. Although his appearance was a bit shabby, the confidence and flying between his eyebrows, and the invincible demeanor that has stood firm after vicissitudes and changes, made him full of masculine charm.

As he spoke, this charm of temperament was naturally released, which made the thousands of church members gathered suddenly lose their minds and lose their minds.

Although the three emperors of the palace masters were not affected, their faces changed again when they heard what the Daozu said. It turned out that the only one who broke into the Tiandu and fought against the sky was not only the Daozu, but also someone else! What's even more terrifying is that just now, the man actually hid himself from the leader and sneaked into the depths of the sect palace!

Compared with the three palace masters, the Empress Rakshasa was quite calm. Her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and then bloomed. In just a moment, the Empress Rakshasa seemed to have an answer: "Is it him?"

"Yes, it's him."

"Maybe he didn't know that I was here. He dared to come."

"As long as he is willing to bid, he dares not."

"The rumor is true. He and you have already formed a secret alliance..." The Queen Rakshasa voice rose, and her tone suddenly changed: "King Maya, come out!"

"Oh, are you summoning the Emperor of Darkness? What a pity, he knows very well about the Emperor of Darkness. The first thing he did here was to set up a seven-method cage to trap the Emperor of Darkness in seclusion. At this time, he was probably already at the Sutra Tower. Although he was the Emperor of the Second Emperor, you also know that it was because he was reluctant to break through. Except for the top ones on the Emperor's List, like you, like Darkness, who among the Emperors of the Nine Heavens was sure to stop him...who told you and Darkness to be injured?"

The clone of the sword ancestor laughed loudly and was full of enthusiasm. He said so much in one breath, and the strong confidence revealed in his words firmly suppressed the three emperors behind the Empress Rakshasa. Not only that...

Wow!

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed again!

This sword wrapped up the great trend of the sword art in heaven and earth, and directly opened up a sword world on the Lotus Suspension Bridge of the Demon Taoist Palace.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!

The sword wind is howling, and in the sword world, the wind is rising and the clouds are surging. A master of swordsmanship with different figures comes out from countless different corners of this world. The world is full of clouds, deserts, mountains, seas, abyss, plains, ancient forests... In any place where there are people, there is a master of swordsmanship, either from humans, from the evolution of strange beasts, or from the body of demons. Each master of swordsmanship has his own unique skills. As they slash forward with one sword, the stars are changing, and the world changes, more and more masters of swordsmanship are born and constantly growing taller. In a blink of an eye, the earliest batch of masters of swordsmanship have become giants over a hundred feet tall.

Huh... Huh...

The sword ancestor slashed with one sword and directly involved thousands of demon palace clans into his sword world. Even the three emperors of the Palace Masters were not spared. The three emperors of the Palace Masters of the Longevity were all first-class strong men in Hunhai, including Thieves, Rakshasa and Maya. Any one of them could cause bloody storms in Hunhai, invincible, but under the sword ancestor's sword, the three of them were like native chickens and tile dogs vulnerable... This was just a clone of the sword ancestor.

In the sword world, thousands of masters of swordsmanship raised their heads and looked coldly at the people of the Demon Palace falling from the sky. Without saying a word, they either swam out of the abyss under the sea, or rose up from the Gobi forest, and rushed towards the Demon Palace master who fell into the sword world.

Swish!

Above the desert, a monster with a one-horned long arm swung out a sword, and the speed of the sword seemed to be extremely fast. In an instant, ninety-nine swords were slashed into pieces by the sharp knife before it could completely fall.

In the air of the sea, a great demon master with a fishtail laughed wildly, pulling out a heavy black iron sword from the depths of the sea. Boom! His sword slashed down like thunder rolling in the sky, and then falling like thousands of mountains, making a deafening sound. The sword swayed, and even the sea was sunk into a huge pit. This sword carries the "heavy" of sword technique, and directly crushed three third-level demon palace guardians and a second-Emperor Demon Palace elder into powder, dissipating like a shattered bubble.

...

With the emergence of a master of swords in the sword world, the masters of the Demon Palace involved suffered heavy casualties. Even if three emperors were responsible for their own protection, this swords world contains the swords that the Six-Star Domain Knife has practiced throughout their lives, such as fast swords, heavy swords, flash swords, fire swords, cloud swords, Nether Swords, and Heaven and Earth swords... All the imaginable swords are presented in the famous swords masters. Each master appears like a sword, like a flood of ants and bees, and faces the monks of the Demon Palace completely gaining the upper hand. In just a moment, more than a hundred people in the Demon Palace Clan died in the sword world.

"Rakshasa, are you saving it or not? If you save it, you can only enter the sword world of your seat. If you don't save it, the Demon Taoist Palace will disappear after today." The sword ancestor gently picked up the silver light carrying the sword world that was carrying the sword world, and smiled and said, "Of course, you can use that move. But once you use it, your injury will aggravate."

"Is it his plan again?" The Empress Rakshasa had no expression on her face, but the undercurrent surging deep in her eyes revealed her mood at this moment.

"You are indeed afraid of him as he said, deep in your heart. Yes, that bastard is one of the few guys who can escape from the plot of Jiulongjun. Oh, no, I can't call him a bastard now, we are allies." The clone of the Daozu laughed: "Rakshasa, once you start to doubt yourself, you have already lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Empress Rakshasa moved. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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