The King of The Worlds

The sword is his life, nothing is more important than this man's sword. Oh yes, except for the fine wine.

But when the thirty-six venerables heard this sentence and heard that the man asked for his sword, their faces became a little ugly. When they looked carefully, there was deep fear in their eyes.

It is unimaginable that each of the thirty-six venerables is the supreme of one world, and each of them is a powerhouse above the fifth level of Xinghua, suppressing the heroes of the country. However, when facing this person, he would show such an expression.

"His sword!"

Finally, a Venerable shouted in a deep voice.

His voice was restrained by some kind of strange force, and it was transmitted straight to the northeast.

People looked to the northeast, and in the next second, a team of hundreds of people stepped into the air, and one of them held a sword in both hands in the center. This sword doesn't look complicated or luxurious in style, but rather simple and unpretentious. It gave people a feeling of being ugly, but no one doubted how terrifying the power of this sword would be when it returned to its master.

After a few minutes of silence, the sword was delivered into the hands of the Venerable by the hundred-man team.

"I give you the sword, you can't mess around, and besides, we won't remove this chain!"

His Holiness said in a deep voice.

The man chuckled, raised his right hand and made a hook.

With a wave of his hand, the Venerable threw the sword at the man.

"Slap!"

Even though the sword was flying up and down, spinning and thrown towards the man's hand, it seemed like fate, the man still grasped the hilt with incomparable precision.

"Is there still good wine?"

As soon as the man grasped his sword, he was obviously in a good mood, and he laughed and asked again.

"Give him wine!"

Seeing the man holding the sword in his hand, the venerables all showed apprehensive expressions, began to be cautious, and said to the people behind them.

Immediately, someone threw the wine bottle into the man's hand.

The latter's hand trembled, and an invisible force vibrated, and the bottle cork was shaken open, and then he raised his head.

"Clatter!"

drink spilled,

After entering the mouth, the sound of swallowing continued for a while, attracting everyone to watch.

Even in front of so many people with bad complexions, surrounded by everyone, that person didn't feel uncomfortable at all, as if he was the only one in the world.

A bottle of wine soon bottomed out, he paused for a while, and when the last drop of wine entered his throat, he let out a long and refreshing breath, and hiccupped.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a refreshing drink!"

"I'm very satisfied. Although the people in your world are weak, there are some things that I like very much."

The venerables stared at him closely, closely watching every movement of the man.

"Now, can we go?"

Hearing that, the man raised his eyebrows and laughed suddenly, and the long sword in his wrist trembled suddenly.

"Crack!"

Fast, fast, anyone can't see clearly, can't imagine what is the principle of such a fast sword. But in almost an instant, before the thirty-six venerables could react, the thick and extremely numerous chains were all cut off neatly in an instant.

"hiss!"

The thirty-six venerables all changed their colors, and they still underestimated the strength of this guy.

Obviously that miraculous power of a hero has been sealed, but it is still able to erupt with such terrifying power.

At this moment, the thirty-six venerables were all on guard, sweat dripped from their foreheads, and they were ready for a big battle.

"Why are you nervous? It's just that these chains make me feel uncomfortable!"

The man stretched and slowly stood up from the ground.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a disheveled but long ponytail, floating in the wind, a slanted bang hanging from his forehead to his left eye, revealing a chic, unrestrained, free and unrestrained atmosphere, yet natural With immense self-confidence.

"For the sake of bringing me into this world without dying and giving me fine wine, I can tell you my name."

"Fighting Swordsman, Yasuo!"

"This name, you will remember it with your whole life!"

His words are sonorous and lazy, but they also have a strong power of faith.

"Yasuo!"

The thirty-six venerables all remembered this name deeply in their hearts at this moment.

"Your king, since I have agreed to what you want to do, then take me there!"

"However, open the confinement in my body and unlock my power, I hope he will not break his promise!"

Yasuo opened his mouth lightly, and slightly flew past, blowing the robes on his body, and the black hair on his head, making him look messy.

"The king never breaks his word."

"Then, Mr. Yasuo, please come with us!"

The thirty-six venerables said in a low voice.

Faced with the most powerful person they have seen after experiencing countless worlds, they naturally respect it very much, and are also cautiously on guard, guarding against the other party's sudden violent attack at any time.

Yasuo nodded. He was surrounded by thirty-six venerables in the center, and then passed through the gate together and disappeared into the country.

"Who is that person?"

"It's unimaginable that there are people who are feared by the thirty-six venerables!"

Chinese citizens are very surprised.

But there was not much time to surprise them, because the front line was urging to send troops into the target area again.

"The front line seems to be very tense. This time, the whole country is used to enter. I can't imagine how fierce the war there is!"

"I heard that it is only a pre-war alert, and the war has not yet started. Moreover, our opponent seems to be a king as well!"

"King, then it is a world, it is really unimaginable!"

The Chinese soldiers talked a lot, and their hearts became tense.

Death God Realm, Corpse Soul Realm.

Thirty-six venerables came to this world through the gate.

In an instant, the death god of the country came forward to meet him. His strength was impressively strong at the captain level, but even so, the attitude of this death god was still very respectful.

"My lords, His Majesty is already waiting for you!"

The venerable who was standing now nodded slightly: "Take us there."

"Yes!"

The god of death responded quickly, then turned and left.

The world of corpses and souls at this moment is no longer what it used to be. The entire Jingling Court and the thirteenth division of the Guardian Court are filled with death gods from China, and even Liuhun Street has been forcibly transformed into the territory of China.

Hundreds of thousands of terrifying death gods entered it on a large scale, firmly occupying this world.

At this moment, in the captain's office.

"The world of corpses and souls is already the territory of this king, and this world has also been occupied by my troops."

"Based on this calculation, my country controls two territories in this world, while the opposite country, Qin country only occupies the virtual circle!"

"They are on the territory, and they have all fallen into a disadvantage!"

King Acceptance spoke coldly.

Sitting in front of him were some Death Gods from the Soul World who surrendered to him and most of the leaders of the Death God Legion in China, such as Zi Lin and Aizen.

"Your Majesty, all the venerables are here!"

At this moment, there was a Death God outside the door.

King Acceptance immediately fixed his eyes, looked outside the door, and then smiled.

"Let them in!"