Chapter 200

"Xu Qian?"

Xiao Yun's mouth opened and looked at Xu Qian in amazement.

Xu Qian also looked at Xiao Yun with an ugly face.

At the moment when the death sword Saint appeared, Xu Qian and Xiao Yun thought the same, but now they are all here. Who is the death sword saint?

Xiao Yun and Xu Qian looked at each other deeply. Now they know that the man who pretends to be the sword saint of death has bad intentions.

They looked at each other deeply and simply kept quiet.

"Are you the sword saint of death?"

The old woman smiled deeply.

"Yes, it's me."

Death sword Saint nodded, "who is your excellency?"

"I come from the nether world. Some people call me the emperor of the nether world, and others call me the father of the sword."

The old woman introduced herself.

"Dao Zu?"

No one cares about the name of Ming emperor, but the name of Dao Zu caused an uproar.

"Dao Zu? Is she Dao Zu?"

"How is it possible? Daozu is still alive? How is it possible?"

"Who is Daozu?"

"No! You don't even know who Dao Zu is? Let me tell you! Dao Zu is the first Dao saint and the only Dao saint in the Tianxiang snow region. Even... She made the first Dao in the world. The name of this Dao is Tu Shen."

"So powerful?"

"Tut tut! I'm really looking forward to it! The sword master and the God of death fight."

"Yes!"

The whole audience became a sensation.

"Dao Zu?"

The death sword Saint smiled, "well, if you can catch my sword, you will win."

“……”

As soon as this word came out, there was silence around.

The God of death sword Saint said that the sword ancestor couldn't take his sword. Is the God of death sword Saint really so sure?

"Ha ha ha!"

After hearing this, Daozu seemed to hear a big joke and laughed ferociously.

"OK, OK! I want to see the power of the death sword Saint today."

When Dao Zu said this, he took out the ancient Dao from his back. As soon as the ancient Dao came out, there was a blood gas condensed on the blade.

"Buzz!"

The God of death sword Saint didn't speak. He made a simple move and waved his hand easily.

"Shua!"

A terrible sword force swept out all the way with his hand as the end.

Then the naked eye can see that a nihilistic sword body appears and everything is moving towards the Daozu.

This nihilistic sword looks very simple, as if it has no trace of destruction to the buildings or trees around the space. However, people who really understand the sword know that there is a very strange power in this sword light.

This force is very similar to the artistic conception of Xiao Yun's sword, but it is stronger than that of the sword.

"Sword... Meaning..."

Xiao Yun's eyes widened gradually when he saw this behind the scenes. Isn't that what he has been looking for? The fake God of death sword Saint actually understood the meaning of the sword.

"What? This is... No..."

When Xiao Yun saw it, Daozu also saw it. Daozu's eyes were full of fear.

At this time, the knife in his hand stopped in front of him.

"Buzz!"

"Ka!"

The butcher God of Daozu was fragmented and exploded, and the terrible power of the sword fell into the whole body.

Her robe burst open and her body was covered with blood.

"Ah..."

Dao Zu roared, and his body quickly fled to Phoenix valley.

"I know who you are. It's not over yet..."

Dao Zu's unwilling voice disappeared in Phoenix valley.

Daozu left, and the whole audience was quiet, looking at the sword saint of death.

This head is the sword saint of death?

His real strength, so terrible? So powerful

"How is that possible?"

Xiao Yun's face was extremely pale.

He can't imagine that there is such a strong man in Tianxiang snow area. The strong man even knows his secret. It would be unthinkable if he used his identity to go too far.

"Invincible! Invincible!"

"Master Jiansheng is invincible!"

"Roar! Master of death sword is invincible in the world..."

After a long time, a boiling roar came from around Phoenix valley. Under this loud sound, it shook through the valley.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

The sword saint of death spoke again. His voice was like the highest authority. No one spoke.

"Here, I officially announce one thing. From now on, I, the God of death sword saint, officially announce that I have retired from the Jianghu and will not interfere in the affairs of the Jianghu. At the same time, my name will no longer appear in the tianbang. This trip of secret treasures, I would like to give this opportunity to heroes all over the world."

The hoarse voice of the death sword saint was deafening.

“……”

No one spoke and there was peace below.

The God of death sword saint is so powerful that he said he would retire from the Jianghu and said he wouldn't care about Jianghu affairs.

"Well, I've made up my mind. Good luck, everyone."

After the death sword Saint lost these words, he lifted his robe and flashed towards the other direction of the mechanism city.

"Shua!"

At the moment when the death sword Saint left, Xiao Yun and Xu Qian moved at the same time. They quickly chased behind the death sword saint.

"Xiao Yun..."

Xiaorou wants to shout, but she still stops, because the God of death sword saint is Xiao Yun's master. It's normal for Xiao Yun to follow in the past.

"Shout!"

After Xu Qian's body flew into the air, it became a giant bird. Xiao Yun stood on Xu Qian's back. The two quickly chased the fake God of death sword saint.

"What a terrible sword!"

Ye Bai sat in a float, holding Chilian in his arms and pinching his hand on Chilian's chest.

"Young master, how sure are you to win the sword saint of the God of death?"

Chi Lian groaned.

"Tianxiang snow area, no one is his opponent."

Ye Bai's pupil shrinks.

The power of that sword just now is so terrible that no one can match. Even if it was her, I'm afraid she would die.

"So powerful?"

Chi Lian was surprised.

"Even if your palace leader comes, he is not his opponent. This man had better not provoke him."

Ye Bai reminds me.

Ye Bai has never been afraid of people, but the death sword Saint made her feel afraid.

Chi Lian nodded.

"What a terrible man!"

Jiantian and Mozi stood together and looked at the sky together.

"At the end of the day, only the master can be his opponent."

The devil felt lucky because the God of death sword Saint didn't kill him. If the God of death sword Saint wanted him to die, he might have become a corpse.

"Your master is as powerful as him?"

Jian Tian's eyes flashed and smiled fiercely.

"The power of my master is beyond your imagination."

The devil snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of anger.

Jiantian didn't speak, but smiled strangely.

"Boom!"

At this time, a loud noise sounded. The duel between the ugly king and the purple finch is finally over.