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It was obviously a September day, so it should have been hot and dry.

However, at this moment, in a radius of hundreds of miles, there was heavy snowfall, densely packed, like a sharp sword falling down, piercing into the ground, and cracks appeared on the ground.

The sudden scene shocked the surroundings. I don't know how many people were paying attention to the three saints of the Primordial Clan.

They were all surprised.

Who is here?

"Who is it, pretending to be a ghost!" Looking into the distance, Ping Tian could feel a terrifying aura approaching.

The other two sages of the Taikoo clan also raised their spirits 100%.

Looking around, there is a vast expanse of white snow.

No one answered Pingtian's words.

but.

At the end of the plain, a figure was approaching.

Step by step, every step falls, is a distance of 100 meters.

This is a white figure.

White clothes, white hair.

It seems that it has become one with the heavy snow. If you don't look confidently, it is difficult to see clearly that there is a person in the heavy snow.

"Who am I, I'm just a little kid from the human race!"

Pingtian snorted coldly.

nothing to say.

Their task is to test whether there are strong people in the human race, and even if there are, they can kill them.

In an instant, beside him, a saint raised a sword.

This is a golden sword, the whole body, as if being watered by gold, is dazzling, and half of the sky is dyed black.

"Clang!"

The golden great sword clanged and moved, spreading out for hundreds of miles, a world-destroying force, followed by the golden great sword, slashed down with force.

Cut to the man in white.

This sword is the sword of a saint, very strong!

The sword waves spread thousands of miles.

However.

In heavy snow.

The figure in white didn't waver.

Facing that sword, his eyes were full of disdain.

No hands.

The moment the Supreme Sword Intent fell, it disappeared strangely around him!

"die!"

Then, the man in white uttered only one word.

"Buzz!"

Above the sky, the golden giant sword buzzed and trembled for a moment.

The saint looked horrified. He found that his natal weapon was out of control!

The golden giant sword turned around and aimed at the saint.

"puff!"

"Gulu..."

The saint screamed, his head was smashed to pieces on the spot, the blood spattered for miles, and the earth sank. This is the blood of the saint, which is terrifying.

"Buzz!"

Another sword strike, the golden Excalibur pierced the saint's consciousness.

"No! How is it possible!!!" The saint let out an unwilling horn, completely erasing it from the world.

All of this happened in a short moment, before and after, in less than a minute.

Soon, soon.

All the bigwigs who were watching the battlefield were completely dumbfounded.

The ancient tribe, a saint, just died like this!

Not even the strength to parry!

Who is the man in white?

Undoubtedly, this sword made the human race proud, and this sword made the frustrated human race find confidence again.

"He is our human race, haha, there are still saints in our human race!"

"Finally someone showed up, woo woo..."

"It's such a familiar figure, it seems to have been familiar..."

"It's him, I remembered!"

"..."

"Dugu Demon!"

After a long time, someone finally recognized the figure.

Dugu Mo.

From generation to generation, born for the sword, the last person of the Dugu family to appear in the world!

There is not much about him.

However, no one can ignore it, even after more than 20 years, it is still recognized by people!

"That's right, it's him. Playing a sword in front of him is equivalent to playing a sword in front of Guan Gong..."

"Twenty years, just twenty years, has he become a saint?"

"Hiss... so terrifying!"

At this moment, everyone in the world was shocked, and everyone who knew the identity of Dugumo felt a wave of waves in their hearts.

For more than twenty years, he has become a saint.

How terrifying is this talent?

"No, look quickly, the sword on his back..."

Suddenly, someone noticed the huge black sword on Dugu Mo's back.

The giant sword has never been drawn.

However, its clever aura cannot be concealed.

"Thirteen years ago, King Li Yan fought against Li Xuantong. In that battle, a mysterious person attacked thousands of miles away, but he didn't show up. He killed a half-sage with one sword."

"Do you still remember that sword? Back then, my accessory trembled because it was unsheathed."

Suddenly.

People remembered the scene three years ago.

That year, a sword flew from thousands of miles away.

A little cold and busy.

With an unknown number of swords, they soared into the sky and beheaded a half-sage.

After thirteen years, no one who has experienced it can forget it.

Now, that sword is on Dugu Mo's back!

"Could it be that thirteen years ago, he was already a saint..."

"Anyway, he is the saint of my human race, the human race is finally saved!"

"..."

Thirteen years ago, the person who made the move finally appeared again, and the human race saw hope.

Thousands of pairs of eyes converged on the figure in white.

Under such gaze, Dugumo stopped and took off the sword behind him.

then.

The black giant sword was pulled out section by section.

"Clang!"

"Clang clang!"

At this moment, the scene from thirteen years ago reappeared.

However, it is no longer thousands of miles.

But thousands of miles.

At this moment, all the swords in the land of thousands of miles clanged and moved, emitting monstrous sword intent, soaring into the sky, and gathering in the direction of Dugu Mo.

Looking up, the sky is densely packed with swords.

The sky and the sun are covered, and the sky and the earth lose their color.

"Clang!"

With a loud noise, the black giant sword was completely unsheathed.

A dense black awn enveloped the entire sky.

Thousands of miles away, at the moment it was unsheathed, it fell into darkness.

Above the nine heavens, countless swords are hovering, and they are the only ones.

The expressions of the remaining two saints changed suddenly.

"Walk!"

Usually scared.

There is also a gap between saints,

The person in front of you.

The two of them are not rivals!

So, without thinking, he turned and ran.

Unfortunately, the escape route has already been completely blocked.

Dugu Mo's eyes were cold, and he swung his sword.

"Shua!"

Nine heavens and ten earths, the sword will soar into the sky,

As if a sword god descended, the endless swords formed a boundless force and overturned.

"ah!"

Beside Pingtian, a saint was killed on the spot, his body was chopped into pieces, and his consciousness could not escape.

"jingle."

Nothing happened on a normal day, and he escaped a catastrophe. He is stronger than the two of them. As a weapon, he sacrificed a purple bell.

Emperor soldiers!

As soon as the emperor's bell rang, a purple light curtain appeared beside him, covering him and snatching away the vast sword intent.

However, he knew that he couldn't escape, the way of retreat was sealed, even if there were emperor soldiers, he couldn't escape.

The opponent is very strong.

The indomitable sword intent showed an invincible posture.

He must be kept.

Now, there is only one battle.

Ping Tian turned around with a gloomy expression: "You are the only saint in the human race, no matter what, I will kill you and make the human race completely lose hope."