"Xuanyuan Shenhao, if you are defeated, you have to be my sword slave, dare you?"

Zhou Xuanji's voice came from the sky, and millions of people heard it as they cheered.

With the Sword Emperor here, whether it is the disciple of the Emperor Sword Court or the monks who come to visit the court, they are all full of security and are not afraid of Xuanyuan Shenhao.

Xuanyuan Shenhao's face was so angry that he turned gloomy. He would rather die than go to Zhou Xuanji's knees.

He shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, why don't you come out soon!"

A ferocious divine power appeared in his left hand, and an exaggerated sword that was two feet long appeared in his right hand.

With one halberd and one slash, his momentum burst out, making the world quiet.

Everyone looked at him in amazement.

What a terrifying pressure!

Xuanyuan Shenhao controlled it well, otherwise he could have shaken hundreds of thousands of people to death by relying on his own pressure. He did not do this. After all, Zhou Xuanji was grateful to him for saving his life.

At this time, a figure stepped out from the sea of ​​clouds.

It is Zhou Xuanji.

He was wearing a black dress, his black hair was casually dispersed, his face was like a jade-like sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and his mouth was slightly raised. He smiled confidently, and he was not afraid of Xuanyuan Shenhao at all.

He stared at Xuanyuan Shenhao and smiled and said, "Can you make up for the gap between you and me in half a year?"

Xuanyuan Shenhao frowned, and his anger grew again.

If it is in the upper realm, none of Zhou Xuanji will be his opponent!

This boy is so arrogant!

He immediately took the magic weapon and stepped towards Zhou Xuanji in the air.

Millions of people from the sky fell and held their breath and watched the battle nervously.

Zhou Xuanji raised his right hand and the Xiansheng Zhenjun sword appeared in his hand.

He stared at Xuanyuan Shenhao, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Father! Defeat him!"

Zhou Xiaoxuan stood on the cliff and shouted loudly. After the words came to an end, Zhou Xuanji moved violently.

Xuanyuan Shenhao's pupils shrank, and he was so fast!

He was about to take action, but a terrible pressure enveloped him, making him unable to move.

"What's going on...Diwei? Impossible!"

Xuanyuan Shenhao showed a look of horror on his face, and a terrifying wave was stirred up in his heart.

Pooh!

The sword of Xiansheng Zhenjun pierced his throat and blood came out along the back of his neck.

Zhou Xuanji stood in front of him with a cold face.

"You lost."

Zhou Xuanji said softly, Xuanyuan Shenhao widened his eyes, the cold sweat on his forehead was as big as a bean, and his body trembled slightly.

All the spectators were stunned.

I thought it would be a fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, it was a flash sale!

The Sword Emperor is so powerful!

...

Thunder clouds roll, and countless lightnings intertwined and shined.

A thousand-foot-high stone tablet stands in the thunder clouds with many names engraved on it. From bottom to top, the font is getting bigger and bigger.

The stone tablet shook violently, as if it would shake and crack at any time.

Two men in black robe stood in front of the stone tablet and looked up.

"A new name will appear in the stele of the Great Emperor of Heaven."

"I don't know how many places this person can rank."

The two of them communicated softly.

At the top of the Great Emperor Monument of the Heavens, the first hundred names are all in one row.

The stone tablet suddenly stopped shaking.

The twelfth-ranked name suddenly dropped, causing all the names below to be demoted, followed by a new name in the twelfth-ranked position.

Zhou Xuanji!

The two men in black robes were frightened and exclaimed one after another.

"The twelfth! First-rate Emperor!"

"The stunning sword emperors of the Sword Ten Thousand Years ago are only fifty-three. Where does this person come from?"

The two of them could not remain calm and used spells to spread the matter.

The Monument of the Emperor of Heaven is a manifestation of the way of heaven, and truly records the ranking of the talents of sentient beings.

All the names listed in this monument are Emperors.

Among the top thirty, all of them are first-rate emperors.

Xuanyuan Shenhao ranked fifty-fourth, just under the Sword Emperor.

It has been 50,000 years since the first-class emperor was born.

...

The sky falls on the top of the mountain.

Since defeating Xuanyuan Shenhao, Zhou Xuanji forced him to stay and accompany Zhang Kuanglan, the thunder magic master of Haotian Sect.

On this day, Zhou Xuanji celebrated his 78th birthday during his cultivation.

"It was detected that the sword master was seventy-eight years old and started a random lottery!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for drawing the [Gold] Soul-Sciting Sword, [God Slaughter] Jiulixiu Demon Sword!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes.

God-slaying Sword!

Finally come out!

The information of the two magic swords appeared before him:

Sword name:Soul Sword

Level: Gold

Description: The glorious light, gorgeous sword, and swordsman's favorite.

...

Sword name: Jiuliu Xiu Demon Sword

Level: Slaughter God

Explanation: The Jiulixiu Demon is an ancient troll, containing nine kinds of flames, which are extremely domineering and invincible. Its soul turns into a demon sword, and it cannot be used by the Emperor.

...

Can't be used if it is the Great Emperor?

Zhou Xuanji was so happy. He is now a first-rate emperor, so can he use it directly?

He immediately took out the Jiulie Xiu magic sword.

In an instant, the fire shone on his face and his pupils dilated.

This is a long red flame sword with a blade of four fingers wide and a flame pattern engraved on the edge. The blade of the blade is burning with flames, three colors, the bottom is white, the middle is red, and the outside is red. The hilt is wrapped in scales. Holding it, you can feel a coolness.

"Kill! Kill! Kill—"

A low roar sounded in Zhou Xuanji's ears, shaking his mind.

He immediately took the sword back to the Supreme Library.

What a domineering God-Slaying Sword!

Holding this sword, Zhou Xuanji had a strong desire for destruction, as if everything in the world was vulnerable.

Fortunately, there is the suppression of the Supreme Divine Sword system, and this desire for destruction will not erode Zhou Xuanji's heart.

"Very good. With this sword, I will kill as much as I come to the Heavenly Palace."

Zhou Xuanji smiled with satisfaction, but in addition to the Heavenly Palace, there are more enemies, so he still has to work hard to practice.
To be continued...