The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The red blade light, pushed lightly by the wooden knife, not only turned around to attack the master, but was also magnified countless times.

In the void, at this moment, it was all blood red.

Facing the sword light that was originally his own, the sweat dripped down from the sword master's forehead.

This knife is just his random knife, there is nothing special about it, it is just a very ordinary sword energy.

But now he understands that even an ordinary saber qi, after being magnified countless times, will become the most terrifying killing move.

The knife owner tightly held the red long knife in his hand, because the knuckles were bloodless because of the tight grip.

"Wing Wing."

The knife master spit out these two words lightly from his mouth, and gently waved the scarlet long knife.

Under the sword master's feet, a soaring blood light lit up, and pieces of feathers transformed from sword energy suddenly appeared in the void.

One piece, two pieces... Countless pieces.

In an instant, the blood-red feathers of saber energy filled the surrounding void for three thousand miles.

"call……"

Facing the terrifying blade glow, the sword master took a deep breath, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and stared closely at the figure behind the blade glow with sharp eyes like a condor.

"boom!"

The sword master's figure suddenly rushed forward, bringing up countless phantoms.

The scarlet long knife, wrapped in an unparalleled momentum, rushed straight to the figure behind the knife light.

The feathers of sword energy overwhelming the sky, following the master of the sword, danced crazily.

The saber air feathers kept gathering together, and a pair of red saber air feathers tearing through the void appeared behind the sword master in the blink of an eye.

The wings are stretched out, and they are a thousand meters long.

The wings of the saber air were stirred gently, and during the incitement, a large number of small tornadoes of saber air surged out.

The sword light stretching across the void, the scarlet long knife, the blade air wings tearing the void, and the sword air tornado like a raging tide.

In this void, a magnificent and extremely gorgeous picture is formed.

The knife master held the knife in both hands, with an extremely solemn expression, and pictures of wars and flames kept appearing and disappearing around him.

In an instant, the scarlet blade's wings collided with the blade glow across the void.

"Crack, click..."

A piercing sound, like a shattered mirror, kept coming out.

A series of cracks darker than the void formed where the two sides collided, and everything around them was swallowed up by the void cracks.

...

Three body voices in the distance are approaching here at a high speed.

"Huh? That's it?" The sword master hummed solemnly.

The gun master looked a little ugly: "That is the sword master's angry wings. It is a killer move built by him with countless pictures of wars he participated in. The killing power is unfathomable, but who can easily force the sword master to use this move?" ?”

The sword master stared closely at the blade glow across the void, he could feel that this blade glow was extremely ordinary.

But it was because of this that he was shocked.

An ordinary sword light can do this step, how is it sacred?

"I can't let the knife owner have an accident here, I'll go and see."

A rusty iron sword suddenly appeared in the hands of the sword owner.

"Walk."

A swipe of seven-colored sword energy streaked across the void and crashed into the blade light that spanned the void.

The old man looked a little dazed, looked at the colorful sword aura, and said with emotion: "After countless years, I finally saw this kind of sword aura again."

...

The void was constantly being torn apart, and Wrath Wing's wings kept tearing apart the blade light.

The sword light that stretched across the void was quickly cut with a huge gap.

The corner of the sword master's mouth slowly rose, with a hint of sarcasm.

"This sword qi, no matter how huge it is, is just an ordinary sword qi after all."

"boom!"

The figure of the knife owner passed through the crack at a high speed, and rushed towards the figure behind the knife light.

The long hair like a waterfall, the airflow brought up by the saber air, danced wildly, and the black robe made a sound of hunting.

The cold eyes are like the deepest sea, without any fluctuation or mercy.

This was the demonic Xiao Chen who rushed over after hearing the cry of the blood-winged unicorn bat.

A wooden knife was gently suspended beside the demonic Xiao Chen.

This is just an ordinary wooden knife, nothing special about it.

After the Prison Dragon was injured, Xiao Chen kept using this wooden knife instead.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's black eyes reflected a pair of huge red wings, and the sword master was already approaching.

Under the wings of saber energy, the demonic Xiao Chen's figure was pitifully small, so pitiful that he could even be ignored.

Looking at the indifferent figure, the knife owner's face became extremely ugly, and a wave of tyrannical aura gushed out of him.

As one of the thirty-six masters, when has he been so underestimated.

"go to hell!"

After a roar, the sword master's figure suddenly accelerated, and the blade's wings pressed against the demonic Xiao Chen with boundless power.

The void around the demonic Xiao Chen was crazily torn apart, with terrifying cracks, like the mouths of evil spirits, letting out bursts of terrifying howls.

Demonic Xiao Chen stood in the shattered void, like a boulder in a stream, motionless.

The frightening wings of saber qi had already been suppressed, and the surging tornado of saber qi kept attacking the demonic Xiao Chen.

But a strange phenomenon appeared, when the first tornado of saber energy rolled around the demonic Xiao Chen, it suddenly turned a corner, as if he had avoided the demonic Xiao Chen's body.

Then came the second tornado, the third tornado... and countless more.

These saber energy tornadoes, like gods of plague avoidance, all avoided the demonic Xiao Chen.

The void was filled with saber qi tornado, but Xiao Chen was completely unharmed by the saber qi tornado.

However, an even weirder scene appeared.

A tornado not far from the demonic Xiao Chen was like a left-behind child seeing his parents returning home.

She tiptoed to get close to the demonic Xiao Chen, but she was shy and strange.

"roll!"

The demonic Xiao Chen uttered a word lightly, and the saber-qi tornadoes around him who wanted to get close to the demonic Xiao Chen reluctantly twisted their bodies and slowly walked away.

This scene is extremely weird, these knife-like tornadoes without any emotion, when they meet the demonic Xiao Chen, they all seem to come alive, turning into children who want to hug their parents.

Seeing this scene, the sword master's face became extremely ugly, why did his sword spirit get so close to this person.

Not only did these saber energy tornadoes not cause any harm to him, they even had the possibility of rebellion.

Demonic Xiao Chen looked up and saw the sword master who had already come above him.

"Who made you run up there?"

What Xiao Chen hates the most is that there is something dangling above his head.

At this time, the knife owner actually had the intention to retire, but his self-esteem did not allow him to do so.

The knife master raised the scarlet long knife in his hand high, and pictures of battles were flickering around him.

The scarlet long knife flashed red light violently, and the surrounding void changed drastically.

"The endless battlefield."