I have a role in the heavens

Facing the full sword strike of Lao Deafer, one of the top ten sword immortals in the Great Sword Qi Wall, even Qie Yun, who is the seventh throne, did not dare to resist, so she could only stop her escape for the time being, and with a clang, her waist The long sword was unsheathed, and an equally bright sword light shone. The two sword lights were like the sun and the moon competing for brightness, refusing to give way to each other, colliding together, and shattering at the same time.

"Tsk! Tsk!! Tsk!!!"

The broken sword energy shot into the city like an ox hair. If no one could resist it, it would kill countless people and cause a tragedy.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, the sword clanged, and a terrifying sword energy appeared on the towering city wall, covering the entire city, blocking all the broken sword energy without causing any damage to the city.

At the same time, sword lights rose up one after another in the sword immortal mansions in the city, and waves of terrifying sword intent enveloped the entire city. Endless malice and murderous intent enveloped this demon sword cultivator in the wild world.

Qie Yun's face changed drastically, her handsome face was full of solemnity, her eyes flashed with fierce light, she stood in the void, looking down at the city below, looking at the sword cultivators in the city, she chose to put herself to death and live. , said loudly.

"Fellow sword immortals of the Great Sword Qi Wall, I am Qie Yun, a sword cultivator in the wild world, and I have come to inquire about swordsmanship. Please give me some advice!"

The voice was loud and spread throughout the city. Everyone looked up and looked at this audacious throne demon. He actually dared to ask the Sword Qi Great Wall alone. This was an unprecedented feat in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall. It was enough. Big book, special book, passed down for centuries.

The little girl in black had a look of joy on her face, her pale eyebrows were constantly moving, her big eyes were shining brightly, and she was mumbling in her little mouth.

"Gotta get it, gotta get it!"

"If I learn what he does, I should be famous in history and be famous for generations to come!"

The old deaf boy stood in front of Zhou Mili, his ears pricked up, and he clearly heard the mumbling of the little girl in black. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This little girl was really not afraid of death. How could it be so easy to ask the Great Wall of Sword Qi?

I think back then, if the old deaf boy hadn't drank some wine and been aroused by those words, he would never have been able to do the feat of climbing to the top of the city alone to challenge the boss Sword Immortal. For this, he had to sacrifice three thousand years of freedom and must kill the demon. In exchange for meritorious service, his freedom has not been completely restored until now.

As soon as Qie Yun asked the sword, the whole sky was rioting with sword intent, but the great sword immortals did not take action to surround and kill the throne demon. The reason is very simple. Sword cultivators do not necessarily have to do the right thing, but only seek happiness and revenge. , the thoughts are clear. Sword cultivators are arrogant. Since Qie Yun is asking about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they naturally cannot attack in groups and win without force.

Lao Deafer doesn't care about these rules and character, but after all, he is still the strongman of the Great Sword Qi Wall, and he is not a real sword cultivator of the Great Sword Qi Wall. It is not his turn to come forward in this kind of thing, and he still has to fight with Xiaomi Li The protection is more important. Just now he used his sword to protect the little girl in black. The great swordsman in blue must have also seen it.

"How brave, the Great Throne Demon actually dared to sneak into the Sword Qi Great Wall, must you be tired of living!"

"Isn't he going to discuss swords? Let me kill this beast!"

"It's so arrogant to ask the Great Wall of Sword Qi about swords!"

Voices full of anger resounded through the void, and the sword intent went wild, ready to move, just a spark away from detonating the scene.

Qie Yun felt chills in her heart, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but she had to continue to hold on. Her left hand was behind her back, her fingers clenched into a fist, and her fingernails sank into her palm. There was faint traces of blood oozing out from her right hand. The sword was held flat, with a wild look that did not put all the sword immortals in his eyes. His demeanor was heroic and heartwarming.

The ten sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi appeared one after another. Zhou Jue and Chen Qing stood at the front, followed by three old sword immortals, Dong Sangeng, Qi Tingjing, Chen Xi, followed by the new Yin Guan, and finally a group of sword immortals. A female swordsman, her long legs are longer than some people's lives, she carries two natal flying swords on her body, and she has an astonishing evil aura. She is Lu Zhi, who Aliang said has good legs.

Nalan Shaowei has been in seclusion for many years and has never appeared. A Liang is still fighting fiercely with Dao Laoer in Tianwaitian and has never returned to the Great Sword Qi Wall. Old Deafer is protecting Zhou Mili and has never appeared in the air.

As for the other Sword Immortals, they knew that their cultivation was insufficient and their combat power could not match that of the Great Demon of the Throne, so they never appeared in the air and could only stand on the ground and look up.

Qie Yun looked around at all the great swordsmen, and one of them sank deeper and deeper into the sea. Needless to say, Zhou Jue and the boss swordsman Chen Qing were all the ruthless scoundrels of Wenjian Tuo Yueshan, and they were not something he could match. Then, The three old sword immortals and the peak sword cultivators of the Ascension Realm have all killed the great demons of the Ascension Realm. The master who carved the words on the Great Wall of Sword Qi was not that easy to deal with. In the end, only the two great masters, Zuo Zuo and Lu Zhi, were left. Sword Immortal is available for selection.

Qie Yun, as the Great Demon of the Throne and a sword cultivator of the demon clan, was somewhat arrogant and disdained to ask Lu Zhi, a female class, about swordsmanship, so she fixed her eyes on the stern and stern white-robed swordsman, and slowly spoke. .

"Qie Yun, the sword cultivator in the wild world, asked the sword cultivator in the vast world about swordsmanship. Please give me some advice!"

On the ground, the shabby old scholar used his magical power to shrink to an inch and appeared next to Zhou Mili. He looked up and down and saw that the little girl in black was unharmed. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at The old deaf man's brows surged with awe-inspiring aura, and a strong and powerful aura suppressed the demon sword cultivator's breathing and made him feel uncomfortable all over his body.

"Damn, this old guy has such a strong sense of righteousness. Could he be a Confucian sage?"

"You are smart, old deaf boy. You know how to take a detour!"

The old scholar knew the old deaf boy's plan. He smiled a little on his poor old face and teased the demon sword cultivator.

Although the old deaf boy did not recognize the old scholar's identity, he knew that this shabby old man might not be easy to mess with. He played his specialty and said what he said to people. He bowed his hands and smiled.

"Sorry to make fun of you, old man. When you get old, you become timid. You just want to find a backer and live a stable life!"

The old scholar nodded slightly. He did not laugh at the old deaf boy's cowardice. Instead, he felt that this demon sword cultivator lived a clear life. It was a blessing to live in peace and security and should be cherished.

"You are still wise!"

In the void, Zhou Jue looked at the throne demon Qieyun, and a strange expression appeared on his ordinary face. This guy just happened to pick Zuoyou, who was promoted to the fourteenth level of pure swordsmanship. This time he was afraid that he would lose miserably.

Qieyun was frightened by Zhou Jue's look, and mistakenly thought that this blue-shirted swordsman was going to take action himself, so he hurriedly urged him.

"Zuoyou, you are not afraid, are you?"

"If so, quickly admit defeat, and I won't embarrass you!"

Zuoyou's cold face was a little colder, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly. He walked to the front of the team and confronted the throne demon. He locked his eyes on Qieyun and patted his shoulder with his palm. Only Zhou Jue, the old swordsman, and the old scholar understood the meaning.

"Here is Zuoyou!"

With a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, and Zuoyou held the sword in his hands, his head held high, his eyes full of disdain, and he said proudly.

"You draw your sword first, and Zuoyou will take over!"

When Qieyun heard this, his face showed a bit of anger. Although he was in danger, he did not lose the demeanor of the throne demon. He snorted coldly and stabbed out with a sword. The exquisite swordsmanship was full of all kinds of incredible changes, which amazed countless sword cultivators and was worthy of the title of the first seed of the Wild Hundred Sword Immortals.

Who is Zuoyou? He was the original leader of the swordsmanship and the first swordsmanship in the world. If it comes to swordsmanship, he may not be as good as Aliang, but if it comes to swordsmanship, Aliang can only reach his shoulder at most. The long sword in his hand slowly extended, and the sword shadows blocked all the changes in Qieyun's swordsmanship, forcing him to put away the sword helplessly.

Qieyun's handsome face showed a solemn expression, and his eyes showed the myriad scenes of the wild world. He held out his long sword again, and a vast and desolate aura enveloped the void. The sword was powerful and condensed into a mountain that supported the moon. It fell on his head, and the space was stagnant. The air waves were condensed like substance, enough to destroy the entire city, making people feel powerless.

The left and right corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes. The long sword in his hand changed again, and a majestic city wall appeared above his head, holding up the falling mountain. On the top of the city, thousands of sword cultivators appeared, all holding long swords, and slashing at this wild mountain.

"Boom!"

Billions of sword qi slashed into the mountain, the mountain collapsed, and the gravel flew. Qieyun retreated hundreds of miles and was blasted out of the range of the sword qi great wall by the billions of sword qi.

Zuoyou took advantage of the situation and turned into sword light, chasing relentlessly. A long river appeared in the sky, and the sword energy whistled, mighty and unstoppable, cutting everything, fierce and domineering.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!"

Although Qieyun failed to advance to the fourteenth realm, he was also a great demon at the peak of the Ascension Realm, with strong cultivation and profound swordsmanship. Although he could not defeat the hidden official Zuoyou, he could still last dozens of rounds under his sword. The two swords kept fighting, sparks flew, and the sound of fighting was continuous, dense and crisp.

At the same time, dozens of monstrous demonic energy rose in the wild world in the south. The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain led dozens of great demons in the upper fifth realm to appear in a valley thousands of miles away, forming a confrontation with the sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall, ready to rescue Qieyun at any time.

The left and right swords stagnated slightly, revealing a flaw, allowing Qie Yun to seize the opportunity and escape from the sharp sword light net. At this time, the handsome and extraordinary throne demon was extremely embarrassed, with dozens of wounds on his body, and his clothes were stained red by blood, and the original color could not be seen at all. He was panting, and his eyes showed horror and fear. The right hand holding the sword was trembling, which showed that he was exhausted.

"Left and right, I am here, you don't have to worry about the demon tribe on the opposite side, kill this beast for me!"

The green-shirted sword immortal had a cold face and murderous eyes. A terrifying sword intent pressed towards the wild demons, to support the left and right and get rid of the interference outside the field.

Seeing this, the old sword immortal Chen Qingdu pressed the sword energy around him towards the wild demons. The sword cultivators behind him raised their sword intent at the same time and covered the wild demon tribe on the opposite side. A war was about to break out.

The Great Ancestor of the Wilderness was naked from the waist up, with muscular knots and bulging veins, like a dragon entwined in the wind, with supreme power. He took a step forward, and there was no emotion in his gray eyes, which were cold and ruthless, indifferent and deep, making people shudder.

"Zhou Jue, Chen Qingdu, does the Sword Qi Great Wall want to start the decisive battle now?"

A huge voice rang out, spreading across the city and the world. In the south, hundreds of millions of monsters roared, the wind and clouds changed color, and the earth shook. In the north, thousands of sword cultivators drew their swords at the same time, and the swords rang out in waves, mighty and unyielding; in the world further north, hundreds of millions of scholars turned their heads to the south at the same time. The sound of reading aloud rang out in the Confucian Temple of the Central Plains and the colleges of various continents. The aura of righteousness gathered above the Great Wall of Sword Qi, pressing against the monstrous aura of evil, and not giving in.

The scholars in the aura of righteousness not only write articles, but also fight. Although they like to reason on weekdays, there are times when reason doesn't make sense. At that time, their fists swung, fierce and heavy, without the original gentle and elegant appearance.

"If you want to fight, I will fight. Am I afraid of you!"

Chen Qingdu had a bad temper when he was young, so he would not be threatened by the great ancestor of the wilderness. He fought on the spot without fear.

Hearing this, Zuoyou and Zuoyou's swords glowed brighter, encircling the embarrassed Qieyun again. The demon blood spilled across the void, containing a strong vitality, and fell on the ground, making the desolate and lonely ground grow grass and trees. Unwilling roars came, with a bit of panic and fear.

"Roar!"

Qieyun's swordsmanship was no match for Zuoyou and Zuoyou, so he gave up asking for swords and showed his true demon body. The true body of a million feet covered the sky and the sun, full of a strong sense of oppression. With one move, he could destroy mountains and fill the sea, which was terrifying.

The left and right were not afraid at all. Behind them, a golden statue of a million feet tall also appeared. Holding a long sword, it summoned a long river of time that was billions of miles long. The river was surging and mighty, and Qieyun's huge true body was involved in it. Time was the most ruthless. Whether you were in the Ascension Realm or the Fourteenth Realm, you could not resist the ravages of time. This throne monster used all its tricks in the long river of time, struggling desperately, disrupting the fate of countless sentient beings, but still could not break free from the entanglement of time. It was about to sink to the bottom of the river and fall into eternal sleep.

Suddenly, in the far distance of the wild world, a rainbow light shot out, stopped suddenly, and fell into the void. It was a thin old man with a gaunt appearance, wearing Taoist robes, a cloak, and a bamboo flute tied around his waist. The green bamboo color was lush and green, and it was a valuable item that had been around for some time.

The old man looked around, but could not see his disciples. His eyes were uncertain. He took a step forward and stepped into the long river of time. He stretched out his hands and pulled hard, pulling out Qie Yun who had sunk to the bottom of the long river of time.

This old man looked very elegant, wearing a robe and a cloak, with a pure mind and sharp features. He looked very dignified, with a high level of realm and amazing combat power. He could actually rescue the throne demon Qie Yun from the long river of time.

He held swords on both sides and was on guard. His sword eyes narrowed slightly, ready to move. This old guy gave him a feeling of extreme danger, so he dared not move for a while.

Seeing this, Zhou Jue took a step forward, and the terrifying sword intent was across the void. Countless dark cracks emerged, emitting a terrifying suction force, forming a series of terrifying hurricanes, sweeping across thousands of miles. The scene was extremely terrifying.

"Lu Fayan, you broke the rules of asking for swords!"

This old man is one of the most mysterious ancient monsters in the wild world, a great monk of the fourteenth realm, with unfathomable strength. He is the top powerhouse in the wild world. He has not appeared for thousands of years. Today, he actually interfered with the swordsmanship of Zuoyou and Qieyun. It is really puzzling.

"Zhou Jue, you are worthy of being the number one swordsman in the world. You are knowledgeable and have a wide range of knowledge. You even know my name!"

"Rules are originally set by people. As long as you are strong enough, no rules can restrain you!"

The old man stood proudly, staring at Zhou Jue, and said with great confidence.

"It depends on whether you have the strength to bear the consequences of breaking the rules?!"

Zhou Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were very dangerous, and a terrifying murderous intent arose between heaven and earth, covering the old man and Qieyun.

"If the disciple can't do it, I think the master will be in trouble too!"

That's right, Lu Fayan is Qiyun's teacher, so the old man would risk the world's disapproval and disrupt this sword-asking competition to save his disciple.

"You know a lot!"

The old man's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect Zhou Jue to know that Qiyun was his disciple. This matter was very secretive. There were very few people who knew about it in the Four Seats. Most of them were guesses and didn't dare to be so sure.

"Although I am a pure sword cultivator, I also have a little knowledge of the art of deducing the secrets of the three religions and hundreds of schools. There are not many things in the Four Seats that can be hidden from me, but not yours!"

Zhou Jue's words were full of meaning. He stared at Lu Fayan with deep eyes, as if he saw through the old man in front of him and saw his true face hidden under his flesh.

Lu Fayan was shocked when he heard the words, frowned, and looked at Zhou Jue deeply. He suspected that his true identity had been discovered by the green-shirted sword fairy in front of him.

The real Lu Fayan had been eaten by Zhou Mi a long time ago, and even his body became the incarnation of this scholar. This was a very secret matter, and even the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness did not know it.

Zhou Jue did not want to continue talking nonsense, and slowly raised his right hand, with five fingers clenched, as if holding an invisible long sword, and was about to take action.

Even if Lu Fayan was the incarnation of Zhou Mi, Qieyun must die today. He actually dared to sneak into the city in the north and attack Zhou Mili, which was unforgivable.

"Wait a minute!"

"I am willing to compensate!"

Lu Fayan waved his hands vigorously to stop Zhou Jue from taking action, and quickly proposed a solution.

Zhou Jue was not interested in the compensation mentioned by Lu Fayan, and his red lips moved slightly, and a majestic voice spread throughout the world.

"Sword!"

A stream of light flew from the Lotus Blessing Land of Haoran Tianxia. The sword light was as bright as the Milky Way, vast and boundless, dreamy and gorgeous. It fell into Zhou Jue's hands. It was the Weiyin Immortal Sword. A terrifying sword intent rioted, and he was about to cut it out and tear the two monsters in front of him.

"How about the water transportation of Yiluo River?!"

"I can give the water transportation of Yiluo River to that little girl as an apology to settle the cause and effect!"

The Yiluo River is located in the Wild World, occupying 80% of the water transportation of this world. If it is used by one person alone, it is enough to make him prove the fourteenth realm, achieve heaven and man, and be immortal. Such compensation is indeed a big deal.

The long sword in Zhou Jue's hand stopped, and he looked at Lu Fayan hesitantly, and then his eyes fell on the body of the Wild Ancestor, sneering.

"You are not the Lord of the Wild World, you don't have the final say on the water transportation of Yiluo River!"