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In the sword world, millions and tens of millions of swords rang out, pointing to the deepest part of the sword world.

It seemed to indicate that the greatest opportunity in the sword world was about to begin!

Ximen Chuxue, wearing a snow-white long robe and with a stern face, looked into the depths of the sword world, suppressing his sword intent, and murmured: "It seems that the most crucial battle in the sword world is about to come."

Whoosh!

At this time, a sword energy shot towards him.

Ximen Chuxue was already accustomed to this sudden attack, and he didn't care at all, and he slashed with a sword in his backhand.

The cold sword pressure was wrapped in wind and snow.

The pupils of the swordsman who made the move suddenly shrank, and he was extremely terrified, "Sword, Sword Saint?!"

With just one strike, the swordsman turned into a blood flower and burst out.

Ximen Chuxue didn't care at all, and walked towards the deepest part of the sword world step by step.

In other places, countless sword cultivators were inexplicably inspired and all rushed towards the deepest part of the sword world.

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In the depths of the ancient sword world, countless swords were inserted into the ground.

In the middle, a huge sword as big as a mountain exuded a sense of vastness and stood on the ground. On the sword body, there were thousands of runes engraved, and there were countless bloodstains.

That was the blood of the sword cultivator.

At the top of the sword, two ancient characters were engraved, and every stroke exuded the sharpness of the sword... Tianyuan!

At this time.

A figure came.

When the person appeared, countless long swords on the scene suddenly shook, as if they were shocked by the sword intent on the other party.

"Tianyuan Sword..."

Ao Lingcang looked at the huge ancient sword in front of him, murmured, and the sword intent on his body was inexplicably inspired, and it burst out involuntarily.

Behind him, Qingyun Sword Master, the top of the Supreme List, also came.

But like Ao Lingcang, he was now a sword saint. The two looked at the Tianyuan Sword and couldn't help but marvel.

"What a sharp sword! When I saw this sword, I seemed to see the original appearance of the sword, as if this was the ultimate sword weapon!"

"What is the origin of this sword? I think it is definitely more than just a holy weapon."

"I think so too."

While the two were talking, sword cultivators came from all directions and gathered under the Tianyuan Sword.

Among them, there are many famous sword masters, as well as rising stars like Ao Lingcang, and even several sword saints, each of whom exudes extraordinary sword intent.

With the arrival of these people, the sword intents on the scene collided with each other involuntarily.

The sword intents collided, and thousands of sword qi derived from the sword intents, becoming tangible, tearing cracks on the ground, and the swords around were overwhelmed and broke one after another.

Just when everyone's sword intents clashed.

A figure came with his head held high. This person carried a huge black sword on his back. Compared with the sharp sword intents of others, the sword intent on this person really gave people a heavy feeling.

When he arrived, everyone felt their shoulders sink and they half-knelt on the ground involuntarily.

Many swords also bent.

The scene in front of them was like thousands of swords paying homage.

"Yes, it's him, the hero of the sword world, Yue Shanhe!"

Someone recognized the person and exclaimed.

Yue Shanhe, a famous sword master, was already a sword saint a thousand years ago. His current cultivation is even more unfathomable, at least starting from the top saint.

"Haha, Brother Yue, how are you?"

A laugh sounded.

I saw a middle-aged man in white standing in the air, surrounded by invisible sword energy, each of which was sharp and majestic, like a whistling wind, tearing the sky.

Ao Lingcang, Qingyun Sword Master, couldn't help but bow when he saw this person.

"Meet the Sect Master."

The man in front of him was the Sect Master of the Supreme Holy Land Jiutian Sword Sect, Cang Xingyun, who was known as the leader of the current swordsmanship!

Seeing him, Yue Shanhe narrowed his eyes slightly, "I really hope you are doing well. I still remember the three sword fights back then."

Hundreds of years ago, Yue Shanhe and Cang Xingyun had fought each other and fought three swords.

One sword cut off the mountains and rivers, one sword split the boundless ocean, and the last sword cut off a galaxy.

This sword fight between the two has been talked about by countless sword practitioners so far, and is praised as one of the most exciting sword fights in the history of swordsmanship.

And that sword fight ended with Cang Xingyun slightly winning, and it was also that battle that made Cang Xingyun establish his current position as the leader of swordsmanship.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and Brother Yue's cultivation has improved further."

"Maybe, you and I should have a sword fight." Yue Shanhe said lightly, with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.

At this time.

The sky was dyed blood red.

A cold sword intent descended from the sky, and a blood-colored long sword crossed the sky and pierced the ground.

When everyone saw the sword clearly, they couldn't help but gasp.

The sword body was scarlet, with blood veins wrapped around it, and the hilt looked like a heart, beating.

This sword seemed to be alive? !

"Bloodthirsty Sword, he's here."

Yue Shanhe's eyes condensed.

A sword cultivator in a blood-red robe flew in the air and landed next to the bloodthirsty sword. The cold and violent sword intent swept out, making people's scalps numb, as if they were in hell.

"Bloodthirsty Sword Demon Li Tu!"

The Bloodthirsty Sword Demon was once a nightmare in the sword world.

According to legend, this person was bloodthirsty and practiced a kind of demonic swordsmanship. Before he became a master, he had to suck the blood of a sword cultivator every day.

Therefore, this person committed endless murders in the sword world.

Once, sword cultivators united to punish this person, but they were killed by the other party. The lives of tens of millions of sword cultivators became the cornerstone of his sainthood.

Since then, the bloodthirsty sword has made everyone in the sword world shudder.

Until later, this person disappeared and the sword world gradually became peaceful.

Unexpectedly, now that the sword world is open, this nightmare of the sword world has reappeared.

"There are so many sword cultivators, my sword is excited."

Li Tu sneered, his eyes swept over everyone, and everyone trembled when they looked at him.

Da Da Da...

A sound of footsteps sounded.

I saw that the swords in everyone's hands trembled involuntarily, and the thousands of swords inserted in the ground bent one after another, separated on their own, and arranged on both sides to form a sword road.

At the end of this road, there was a sword cultivator in a green shirt.

He was dressed in a green shirt, moving without wind, without a sword in his hand, but the sword intent made all the swords submit on their own and worshipped like gods.

Yue Shanhe's eyes condensed, "Extraordinary swordsman!"

When he appeared, he could also make thousands of swords submit, but that was when he forced thousands of swords to submit with his sword intent.

But now, he could sense that these swords were not subdued, but were sincerely convinced!

"What a submission of thousands of swords, worshipped as gods, your blood is the best nutrient for the bloodthirsty sword!"

When Li Tu saw the blue-shirted swordsman, he laughed and attacked immediately without asking why.

The blood-colored sword light bit out like a ferocious beast.

The blue-shirted swordsman condensed his sword finger, and thousands of swords on the ground rose into the air on their own, turning into a sword shield to block the sword energy.

"Not bad, tell me your name."

"I am Wuming."

Wuming said lightly, and then he looked not far away and sensed two familiar sword intents coming.

One was extremely cold, a ruthless sword, and the other was lonely and ethereal, but it embraced everything, and was the sword of all things.

These two people are Ximen Chuxue and Dugu Qiubai.

When the three met again, they all sensed that the sword intent in each other had reached a new level, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.

"You have indeed become saints."