Chapter 781 9 Ghost Sword Saint!

"Yes, I am your apprentice, Jiba!" Xiang Jiba said hurriedly.

He was also surprised to see Panlong Martial Saint, because he had not seen Panlong Martial Saint in Kunlun Realm for ten thousand years. He had been practicing here wholeheartedly to improve his cultivation.

Due to his decent qualifications, as well as the guidance from Empress Fuyao in her spare time and the cultivation environment of this world, Xiang Jiba was able to break through from the realm of Heavenly Saint to the realm of Saint King, and became qualified to become the overlord of the universe!

Over the years, Xiang Jiba has regarded Kunlun Realm as his second home. If Kunlun Realm is in trouble, he will definitely come forward to help at all costs.

Therefore, when the Jiuyou army invaded the Kunlun Realm again, Xiang Jiba followed the people of Heaven to fight without hesitation!

Unexpectedly, I would meet my master, Panlong Wusheng, here!

Looking at his disciple who was familiar yet a little strange to him, Panlong Wusheng felt very complicated and the feeling was hard to describe.

Logically, as a master, he should be happy and proud to see his disciple achieve such success, but for some reason he always felt something was wrong...

"Ji Ba, what is going on?" Panlong Wusheng tried hard to adjust his emotions and asked calmly.

He knew that his disciple must be hiding a big secret from him and did not report the inside story of Kunlun Realm to him in time!

Xiang Jiba's eyes dodged, feeling a little guilty, but when he thought of the promise he had made, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I know what you want to ask, but this matter must be approved by Fellow Daoist Ye, otherwise I will not tell it."

"Are you talking about Emperor Ye Tian? It turns out to be related to him!" Panlong Wusheng's eyes darkened, as if he had grasped some key point.

"Hey, what's your attitude? Emperor Ye Tian is my master!" A Kun realized something was wrong, raised his fist and said with wide eyes.

Panlong Wusheng's face twitched slightly, and he smiled awkwardly, "I have no ill intentions, don't get me wrong."

At the same time, he had a stronger guess about Ye Tiandi's strength. In his opinion, the creatures in the Kunlun Realm had a great opportunity, which caused the overall strength leap. Then, as the leader, Ye Tiandi must be the biggest beneficiary!

Not only the Changshengweng who is fighting outside, the other party also has the possibility of becoming the strongest!

In this case, the importance of the Kunlun Realm is really too heavy!

Thinking of this, Panlong Wusheng felt both excited and fortunate.

After all, the more powerful the Kunlun Realm is, the better it is for him, which means that he made the right move!

“Ji Ba, your master understands your difficulties. You have done very well. The reason why your master came here is that he wants to contribute to the Kunlun Realm.” Panlong Martial Saint said in a deep voice.

"That's great. There are still many Nine Nether aliens roaming around in Kunlun Realm. We need to wipe them all out. The Empress is still fighting a very powerful old monster!"

"Wait, you mean Empress Fuyao?"

"Yes, it's her!"

After hearing this answer, Panlong Wusheng's eyes changed slightly.

As an admirer of Empress Fuyao, he was naturally excited and nervous when he was about to meet her in person.

the other side.

The battle between Empress Fuyao and the Prison Clan Chief is still going on.

There is no doubt that the Patriarch of the Prison Clan is at the level of the strongest person, and his strength is close to that of Luo Wuliang.

The cultivation level of Empress Fuyao is slightly inferior, but her combat power is no weaker than that of the Patriarch of the Prison Clan.

The two sides fought so fiercely that the sky and earth were dark and the mountains and rivers were in tatters.

The head of the Prison Clan had a gloomy expression on his face, because he hadn't gained any advantage at all and was stuck in a stalemate.

The Empress Fuyao was majestic and powerful, with a bold and open attitude, as if she would never give up to destroy the opponent.

"Strange, why is there no movement from the World Annihilation Tower? Could it be that other energy nodes have been breached?"

The Prison Clan Chief's eyes darkened as he thought of this possibility.

This is a very unfavorable signal for him!

shuh~

A palm print came booming, carrying with it a powerful momentum to suppress all the worlds, and landed heavily on the Zhangba Snake Spear in the hands of the Prison Clan's Patriarch, causing a terrifying energy wave to erupt.

The Prison Clan leader couldn't help but groan, his body was shaken and flew backwards for thousands of miles, the blood in his body surged wildly.

"How dare you be distracted while fighting with me? You're simply courting death!" Empress Fuyao pursued him, becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Seeing this, the Prison Clan leader simply changed his strategy and flew at full speed in one direction.

"Where to escape!?"

Empress Fuyao realized something was wrong and tried her best to catch up while sending out terrifying palm prints.

Boom boom boom, the Prison Clan Chief mobilized the vast power of Purgatory to resist, and was able to dissolve the attack behind him every time.

at the same time.

At the location of the seventh energy node, Luo Yan looked up at the Tower of Destruction which had been motionless for a long time, and a thick layer of haze covered his heart.

It seems that the water in Kunlun Realm is too deep!

Even the ace teams led by the powerful patriarchs of Jiuyou all suffered severe blows in this world, and lost their respective positions and suffered heavy losses.

"Father, I am afraid I will disappoint you. This plan cannot be carried out as you envisioned. This is a failed operation."

Luo Yan was in a heavy mood and said through gritted teeth.

"Your Highness Luo Yan, I think it is too early to talk about failure."

The old voice was cold and hoarse.

The shadow behind Luo Yan was squirming, and a tall and thin figure covered in a black robe emerged.

"Are you... Mr. Xing?" Luo Yan was greatly shocked when he saw this person appear, because even he did not realize that the other party was actually protecting him so closely and following him into this world.

Old Xing, whose real name is Luo Xing, is a legendary swordsman from the Ashura clan, and is even known as the Nine Nether Sword Saint!

At the same time, he is also loyal to Luo Wuliang and is his sharpest sword in the Asura clan. He specializes in eliminating dissidents for him in the dark and never shows up at ordinary times.

Now, in order to ensure the success of this mission and the safety of his eldest son, Luo Wuliang placed this important chess piece in it so that it could play a crucial role in the end.

"I understand. It was my father who asked you to assist me." Knowing his father's good intentions, Luo Yan said with a complicated expression.

"Your Highness Luo Yan, we haven't lost yet, and my sword is not at all disadvantage!" Luo Xing said coldly.

"What you mean is..." Luo Yan's eyes changed.

"What I mean is to kill all the rebels in this world, and then restart the World Destruction Tower to destroy the Kunlun World!"

When he said this, Luo Xing's tone was cold and full of murderous intent, which was frightening.

That's right.

This is Luo Xing’s method, simple and rough, with absolute confidence in his own strength!

The Nine Nether Sword Saint is not just a name!

Just as Luo Yan was about to say something, two powerful auras were approaching rapidly in the distance.

He looked intently and said in surprise, "It's the Prison Clan leader and that human woman!"

When the Prison Clan leader saw Luo Xing, an expression of "as expected" appeared on his face. In fact, he had known about Luo Xing's existence for a long time. After all, both sides were among the strongest and neither could hide anything from the other.

This is also the reason why, when he knew it was difficult to deal with Empress Fuyao, he changed his strategy and headed towards Luo Yan.

That is to seek the help of Luo Xing, the Nine Nether Sword Saint!

The Prison Clan leader believed that with the opponent's strength, it would be much easier to kill the current Empress Fuyao.

"Haha, this cunning old fox."

Luo Xing knew what was going on at a glance and was well aware of the plans in the mind of the Prison Clan leader.

Anyway, that's what he intended, which was to eliminate the biggest threat!

"Ok?"

Empress Fuyao frowned and her eyes fell on the old man in black robe.

Judging from her intuition, the opponent's strength is no worse than that of the Prison Clan's leader!

"So they wanted to lure me here, and then join forces to deal with me." The eyes of Empress Fuyao were ice-cold.

"Human woman, today is the day you die!"

Luo Xing drew the sword from his waist. The sword was pitch black and cold, swallowing up all the light around it, looking extremely eerie and cold.

An eternal and immortal sword energy emanated from his body, which showed that Luo Xing had comprehended the strongest eternal sword heart!

As the Nine Nether Sword Saint, he once went deep into the Divine Court Realm and had a competition with the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, who also comprehended the Eternal Sword Heart.

In that competition, both sides only used one sword.

The winner will be decided with one sword!

In the end, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords was defeated, shocking the entire universe!

This is also why there was the Nine Nether Sword Saint but no Divine Court Sword Saint later, because they were afraid of being challenged by Luo Xing.

Swish!

Luo Xing's figure disappeared from the spot, as if merging into the void.

The next second, an ultimate eternal sword light suddenly appeared, and the bone-chilling coldness was like a surging tide, freezing every inch of space along the way.

"not good!"

Empress Fuyao's heart sank.