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Chapter 2059 Defeat of wind and fire!

God of Swords! !

When all the immortals heard the name Feng Huo said, they all looked dull, they couldn't believe their ears, they only felt their brains buzzing.

What the hell?

Was Emperor Fenghuo foolish enough to regard that old man as a sword god?
Crazy!
In the impression of the immortals, the legendary sword god is dead, and has become an unattainable myth, and it is impossible to revive it.

If it is resurrected, then... I really can't imagine it.

However, although the immortals doubted it in their hearts, they also knew that Emperor Fenghuo was unlikely to admit the wrong person casually, so deep down in their hearts, infinite expectations had already emerged.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the old man, their breathing was short, and they felt like they were about to meet their idol.

Qin Yang opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, then turned his head to look at Gu Santian and asked, "Father-in-law, isn't this a joke, Uncle Jing is a sword god?"

Infinite complaints arose in Qin Yang's heart.

You said that with such a powerful person by my side, I still work hard to do this and that, what's the point?Wouldn't it be refreshing to let the sword god kill those enemies with a single blow!
"No." Gu Santian shook his head.

"I'll just say it." Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed.

However, in the next second, Gu Santian said slowly again, with a lonely tone: "He used to be a sword god, but now he...is not."

Qin Yang: "..."

Your uncle, this is a hairy difference!

Qin Yang took a deep breath, and his hair was about to explode. He really didn't expect that the old man, who was usually inconspicuous and slow to do things, turned out to be the tyrannical sword god in the past!
Sure enough, the masters are among the people, and the people who eat melons are not easy to mess with!

"Are you... are you a sword god!!"

Emperor Fenghuo's body trembled slightly. He who was arrogant and conceited before, now his face was slightly pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He didn't have the slightest demeanor that an emperor should have.

Although he is one of the Four Emperors, he still has a deep fear of the sword god who once dominated the mythical combat power list.

Especially back then, he took the risk of sneak attacking Meng Hongyan, the woman of the sword god, causing Meng Hongyan to be completely invaded by phantom demon energy, and her temperament changed drastically.It caused the sword god to break with his wife and eventually fell.

But it was also because of this accident that the Sword God saw the horror of the Magic Sword, so he tried his best to seal the 'Phantom Sword'!
But in any case, the fall of the sword god has something to do with him, so he is afraid that the mythical figure in the past will suddenly resurrect and ask him to settle the score!
Facing Emperor Fenghuo's questioning, Jing Baqian did not respond.

He looked at the humming magic knife in front of him, some secrets and vicissitudes of memory appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he murmured: "Old friend, we meet again."

"Shh!"

The Phantom Demon Knife soared into the sky, making a sharp piercing sound, and wisps of thick black mist wrapped around the blade, carrying a bit of ferocity and coldness, as well as that indelible arrogance and domineering.

When the psychic apes in the palace saw it, they were extremely frightened and screamed in fear.

They all knelt on the ground, kowtowed and bowed down.

Even some immortals knelt on the ground involuntarily, trembling, looking up at the phantom sword that radiated absolute coercion again!

Once the magic knife is released, all directions will be disillusioned!

Jing Baqian stared at the ugly Emperor Fenghuo, and slowly said: "Let's go now, there is still time, I won't kill you."

A light and fluffy sentence contains supreme arrogance!

Let me ask, in this world, who else would dare to speak like this to Emperor Fenghuo, who is in charge of the Second Heaven, not even the extremely talented Emperor Xuan.

Emperor Fenghuo tightly clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was filled with humiliation and anger.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, a white stinging flame ignited around him, the wind howled, pointed at Jing Baqian, and said mockingly:
"You have achieved this kind of virtue, and you can't even hold a knife steadily. What do you have to be afraid of! Since you are not dead, then this emperor will end this myth of the fairy world with his own hands!

Let the world know that the sword god is just a person who is trying to catch fame! ! "

"Futu Tiansha!!"

The Emperor Fenghuo let out a loud shout, and the overwhelming flames surged out, instantly turning into a sea of ​​icy cold but crazily burning flames, gathering the energy between the heavens and the earth away.

In a trance, the immortals thought they were floating in a vast ocean.

Emperor Fenghuo frantically made his handprints, and in the sea of ​​flames, several tornadoes whizzed up, with the energy to strangle everything in the world.

When these several tornadoes condense into one, it looks like a giant pillar reaching to the sky, with densely packed secret patterns lingering on it, attracting the energy of the world, and smashing towards Jing Baqian viciously!
Wherever it passed, it directly tore open space cracks in Zhou Kong, making all the immortals fear!
Facing the ultimate move of Emperor Fenghuo, Jing Baqian was expressionless, he raised his palm, and the Phantom Demon Saber fell into his palm by itself.

"cut!"

Jing Baqian slashed down with a knife, and the snowy brilliance illuminated the entire third heaven, making the originally dark and gloomy sky as bright as day, making the sun, moon and stars dim.

This knife seems random, but it is full of fierce killing spirit!
The domineering and violent aura swept all directions, the surrounding space trembled suddenly, the ground collapsed, and the gravel flew, as if this world was about to collapse.

boom! !

The two powerful killing intents collided, and the sea of ​​flames was split in half, and the giant pillar formed by several tornadoes couldn't hold it up, and shattered.

"Is this the strength of the sword god?"

The hearts of the immortals were extremely shocked, both worshiping and envious.

"I don't believe it, you sword god can still have the strength you once had!" Fenghuo Great Emperor gritted his teeth, took out a sharp blade, and stabbed it into the heart.

Blood dripped down, and a circular mysterious rune suddenly appeared under his feet.

At this moment, his strength rose rapidly, and his terrifying aura increased little by little. Just standing there gave people a sense of spiritual coercion.

"Fenghuo Tianjue!!"

Emperor Fenghuo's body was surrounded by green lights, like dragons. In the green lights, there was an endless fierce and murderous aura, and there was a huge roar from the sky.

He pulled himself up, and slapped the sword god with his palm!
Half of it was fire, half of it was wind, billowing and spreading in the air. While everyone exclaimed, a huge palm appeared in the sky, with a size of several thousand feet.

It seems that with this palm, half of the third heaven will be turned into powder!

"The strongest secret technique of the Fenghuo family..."

Jing Baqian looked into the distance, his eyes were extremely deep, revealing the vicissitudes of the ages.

He swung his sword horizontally, accompanied by countless shadows of swords, his overwhelming majestic aura surged upwards, his aloofness was incomparable, there was a kind of fierceness that ruled the universe and looked down on all living things!

"Knife! Knife! Knife! Knife! Knife! Knife! Knife!"

Suddenly, Jing Baqian twisted his feet, a strong wind rose suddenly, and he spat out seven characters of 'knife'.

In an instant, phantom swords suddenly appeared in the world, tens of thousands, millions, infinitely many!There is a vast scene of knife rain.

Jing Baqian's gray hair danced wildly, and chopped them out together!
Boom!

The endless phantom knives flew across the sky, and in an instant, they condensed into a giant knife, cutting open the giant palm in the sky.

puff--

The Emperor Fenghuo spat out blood, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

(End of this chapter)