I, Who Can Only Kill The Emperor In Seconds, Transform Into The Emperor's Harvester

"Qingyun Sword Master?"

"Is he the Qingyun Sword Master?"

Fifty thousand years ago, Qingyun Sword Master turned out to be famous. He made three moves under Beihai Emperor and became famous.

But for almost all the monks who came to watch the battle today, this is just a legend.

Fifty thousand years later, the group of monks who watched the battle have long since passed away.

Only emperor-level experts like Ancestor Lieyang and Su Qingxue can survive this long time.

"Unexpectedly, this person is the rumored Qingyun Sword Master!" Zhao Wuji murmured to himself, "Fifty thousand years have passed, how far has his cultivation reached?"

Qingyun Sword Master stood proudly on Zixiao Peak and laughed loudly: "I never thought that so many people would remember my false reputation of Qingyunzi."

After saying that, he put the giant sword into his waist and then dropped it in front of Zi Zhantian.

Ancestor Lieyang quickly stood in front of Zi Zhantian, wary of Qingyun Sword Master, and said: "Qingyunzi, what are you doing here?"

Sword Master Qingyun looked at Ancestor Lieyang and said with a smile: "Lieyang, I never thought that in the past fifty thousand years, you would have reached the level of the fifth-level emperor."

Then he looked at Su Qingxue on the other side: "Fairy Su has also entered the fourth-level imperial realm, so congratulations~"

"Qingyunzi, what on earth are you going to do?"

Ancestor Lieyang said sharply.

Today is the climax of the battle between Senior Lin and the Beihai Emperor. He and Su Qingxue are responsible for maintaining order, and naturally they do not want to see strong men like Qingyun Sword Master causing trouble.

Because Patriarch Lieyang discovered that even he, who was already at the fifth level of Emperor Realm, could not see through the true cultivation level of Qingyun Sword Master!

"Senior Qingyun, if you are here to watch the battle, please take your seat first."

Zi Zhantian was neither humble nor arrogant, and said to Qingyun Sword Master.

Unexpectedly, Qingyun Sword Master did not pay attention to Zi Zhantian, the Holy Master of Zixiao, but directly said to everyone: "I, Qingyunzi, entered the Tao with the sword and became the Great Emperor of Tao. I was revered as the Sword Master by the world. I thought that my sword could reach the gods. I can't A generation."

"At the beginning, I naively thought that if I only compared my understanding of the way of swordsmanship, no one in the entire world would be able to compare with me!"

"However, 50,000 years ago, the Great Emperor Beihai fought against me in a suppressed realm. He defeated me, the recognized 'Sword Master', with only three sword moves."

Qingyunzi made a "three" sign with his fingers.

"Three moves, only three moves!"

"For me, who was arrogant at the time, it was a devastating blow!"

“That’s when I found a new path.”

Having said this, Qingyunzi took out another black dagger from the Qiankun bag.

Zi Zhantian and others took a look and knew that this sword was an imperial treasure!

"This sword is called the Wuyu Divine Sword, and it is a seventh-level imperial treasure."

"The sword on my waist is called Lingfeng Giant Sword, which is comparable to the third-level imperial treasure."

"For the past fifty thousand years, I have been practicing these two swords all the time." Qingyunzi stroked the Wuyu Divine Sword, "Finally, a thousand years ago, I reached the peak of two-handed swordsmanship!"

"So today, I came here specifically to prove to the world that I, Qingyunzi, will regain my reputation as the 'Sword Master'!"

Having said that, Qingyunzi's eighth-level imperial realm cultivation skills all appeared, holding a sword in both hands, and the situation in the world changed.

Chen Jun, who had been silent all this time, looked at the Qingyun Sword Master who was full of aura, and finally said: "At the peak of the eighth-level imperial realm, Qingyun Sword Master is only one step away from entering the ninth-level imperial realm!"

At this moment, Qingyunzi announced to the entire Zixiao Holy Land: "In the name of 'Sword Master', I will fight the Zixiao Ancestor first, and then the Beihai Emperor!"

As soon as Qing Yunzi said this, the whole place exploded.

"What?"

"Qingyun Sword Master wants to challenge the ancestor Zixiao, and at the same time, he also wants to challenge the Beihai Emperor!?"

"What a crazy Qingyun Sword Master!"

Everyone was talking a lot, thinking that watching the battle today would be a feast for the eyes!

In 50,000 years, Qingyun Sword Master has mastered the two-handed sword, and his cultivation has grown from the first level of the emperor to the eighth level. He should be able to fight the Beihai Emperor openly, right?

Chen Jun and Li Qingfan realized that Qingyun Sword Master should be doing this because he wanted to break through to the ninth level emperor realm in one go.

"The spoiler has appeared!"

Li Qingfan looked at the high-spirited Qingyun Sword Master and felt a little excited.

Although he knew that with Qingyun Sword Master's strength, he would almost certainly lose to Zixiao Ancestor.

However, one more disruptor would cost Patriarch Zixiao a few more points.

When the time comes, he crushes the space jade slip, and when the ancestor arrives, the chance of winning will be even greater!

At this moment, Qingyunzi held swords in both hands and shouted in the direction of Taixu Palace.

"Where is Ancestor Zixiao?!"

This sound shook the sky and the earth, and its vast momentum was as vast as the ocean.

Lin Xuanqing, who was about to ride the Black Heart Tiger, suddenly heard this shout and was stunned for a moment.

Why does this feeling seem so familiar?

"Who is showing off outside?"

After Lin Xuanqing said this, he rode out of Taixu Palace on the Black Heart Tiger.

In order to fill up Lin Xuanqing's penis, the black-hearted tiger spread his wings to the maximum, the kind that could cover the sky and the sun.

Then, every time the black-hearted tiger flew a certain distance, it released a powerful imperial charm.

However, now the attention of many monks on Zixiao Peak is all on Qingyunzi.

Qingyunzi's cultivation at the eighth level of the Imperial Realm was fully displayed, and the imperial aura emanating from his whole body was much more than that of the Black-Hearted Tiger.

Fortunately, when Zi Zhantian, Ancestor Lieyang and Su Qingxue saw Lin Xuanqing's appearance, they immediately brought the forty-eight emperors from the Holy Land to kneel down.

"Disciple pays homage to the ancestor!"

There were fifty-one emperors in total, and at the same time, Lin Xuanqing was performing the disciple ceremony. This scene finally helped Lin Xuanqing regain some of his strength.

Only then did many onlookers realize that it was Patriarch Zixiao who was here!

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Hearing the sound of the system, Lin Xuanqing was quite satisfied with his appearance.

However, before Lin Xuanqing could maintain this state for long, Qingyunzi pointed at him with the Wuyu Divine Sword and said: "Ancestor Zixiao, do you dare to fight me?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Qingyunzi again.

Lin Xuanqing looked at him indifferently, thinking: Who are you ****ing? You actually deliberately stood in front of this ancestor to show off?

When Qingyunzi saw that Lin Xuanqing was silent, he thought that Lin Xuanqing did not dare to challenge, so he put away the other Lingfeng giant sword.

"Ancestor Zixiao, if you don't dare to fight, how about I just use a one-handed sword?"

Seeing that Lin Xuanqing still didn't speak, Qingyunzi simply said: "Three moves, I only need three moves!"

"If you accept my three swords, I will lose. How about that?"

Qingyunzi is confident that his swordsmanship has reached its peak, and he can defeat Patriarch Zixiao even with a one-handed sword.

After defeating Ancestor Zixiao, he can then fight Beihai Emperor with his two-handed sword.

After hearing so many bad words from Qingyunzi, Lin Xuanqing could no longer bear it.

"Is your sword strong?"

Qingyunzi was slightly startled.

Lin Xuanqing said calmly: I only need one sword to kill you! "