Chapter 3994 Are you from the Sword Clan?
"Ling Yuyue, what you mean is..."
"The Hanyu World is sealed, and no powerful beings can descend upon it. However, a powerful being is invading the Yuanzhou World. Therefore, we must rely on ourselves to break the seal."
"Is this the only way to fight against the invaders from the Yuanzhou World?"
A quasi-emperor elder of Lingtian Palace stared at Ling Yuyue and asked after Ling Yuyue finished telling him the truth about the world.
"Yes, that's right." Ling Yuyue nodded heavily.
In an instant, the whole place was silent...
Everyone was stunned, even Ling Liaoyuan was dumbfounded, his mind was full of wild thoughts...
In this damn Hanyu world, no strong person will come down. How can we confront the people from the Yuanzhou world?
Where to break the seal?
But that was what Ling Yuyue mentioned, the seal of the Ten Great Emperors of the Universe.
Before Ling Liaoyuan could break down...
Ling Yuyue then said calmly, "Are you scared? Aren't you too cowardly? Our Palace Master Ling Tian is different. Even though he knew the truth, he still bravely resisted the foreign enemies."
shhhhhhhhh...
All eyes turned to the collapsing Ling Liaoyuan, and everyone wanted to say...
Palace Master, are you crazy?
You clearly knew that no powerful people would descend upon the Hanyu Great World, so why are you being the first to come? Even if the two great worlds really fought to the death, the first to come out should be the five Heavenly Emperors.
Ling Liaoyuan almost cried, and wanted to say...
I was really forced to do this, forced by Ling Yuyue's magic sword. I didn't think of rebelling against the Seven Orders Sect right away. It was the magic sword that killed the Black Flow Wolf. I had no choice but to fight to the death.
Looking at Ling Yuyue, Ling Liaoyuan's face was full of resentment, and he even wanted to die.
"Ha, hahahaha..."
At this time, laughter was heard again from the ruins of the dead silent Lingtian Main Temple, and it naturally came from Wuton.
He couldn't help but ask with a smile...
"Ling Liaoyuan, I didn't expect a loser like you to be so courageous. Anyway, I've been captured by you. Can you tell me...what are your plans next to fight against the powerful men of my Qi Ling Sect?"
"The Seven Tribulations Emperor, or what you call the seventh step of the Heavenly Emperor realm, will be back soon."
"What do you have to fight back?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was filled with howling cold winds...
Everyone looked at Ling Liaoyuan again, and Ling Liaoyuan looked at Ling Yuyue, his whole body trembling slightly.
Ling Yuyue took a heavy step forward.
She tried to appear calm and asked, "Wudun, where do you think the Absolute Night Wolf King came from? If it wasn't trained by the Yuanzhou Sect, who did it?"
shhhhhhhhh...
All eyes turned to the Night Wolf King again.
Yes, where did this Wolf King Emperor come from?
If the strong men from the vast universe cannot come, then why does the Night Wolf King, who has cultivated to the Extreme Prison Stage, appear?
Ling Yuyue asked Wuton again, "Why do you think our Lingtian Palace Master was able to break through so suddenly? Where did his Extreme Prison Stage technique, and Liuli Jianpeng's Extreme Prison Stage, come from?"
Wuton couldn't laugh at this at all. He couldn't understand it at all.
"By the way, that Wuxian probably hasn't told you yet that he was defeated by my Jiuxiao Sword, right?"
"I can tell you clearly that Lingtian Palace did not lie to you. Jiuxiao's blood essence disappeared decades ago."
"But where did my Nine Heavens Sword Dao come from?"
When Ling Liaoyuan heard this, his eyes flashed with a strong brilliance again, and the scene of Ling Yuyue and the wolf, and the sword exploding and the mist appearing, flashed through his mind.
At that time, Wu Xian was shocked by Ling Yuyue's Jiuxiao Sword Art.
The last bit of Jiuxiao's blood was sucked away by Sikong Jing's father, but where did Ling Yuyue's magic sword come from? What kind of existence is the powerful Jiuxiao swordsmanship?
"Our Lingtian Palace is much more mysterious than you think. You will know some things when the time comes."
Ling Yuyue continued to speak shockingly under the guidance of the demon-shaped spirit shadow.
Then, looking at Ling Liaoyuan again, Ling Yuyue said softly, "Palace Master, let this meeting come to an end. From now on, we will act according to our plan. If anyone dares to show any dissenting thoughts... kill them."
After saying that, Ling Yuyue made a beautiful turn and slowly walked out of the ruins of Lingtian Main Temple.
The Night Wolf King followed closely.
"Wait a minute, Ling Yuyue..."
Ling Wangjiao couldn't help but ask, "What is hidden inside you?"
As soon as this question was asked... Buzz!
A strong sword intent exploded from Ling Yuyue's body, carrying with it the sword intent of Emperor Lingtian. Although it was only the aura of Quasi-Emperor Shiquan, everyone present was blown back by this sword intent.
Several Quasi-Emperors of Lingtian Palace couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is our Lingtian Sword Dao..."
This was of course the sword intent blasted out by the demonic spirit. Don't forget, Sikong Jing had fused with the blood essence of Emperor Ling Tian, and even possessed the Emperor Ling Tian's veins. Although he didn't deliberately cultivate later...
but……
Sikong Jing is from the sword clan, and he has practiced the Absolute Sword Art of the Yuanzhou world. In addition to the first seven levels of the Jiuxiao Dark Demon Sword, he has already mastered the small Lingtian Sword Art and has far surpassed Ling Liaoyuan.
Amidst everyone's shock...
This Lingtian sword intent suddenly changed, and a terrifying abyss-like sword intent exploded from Ling Yuyue's body.
That was the sword art of the Sword Clan after integrating the Burial Emperor Sword. To the people of Lingtian Palace, this sword intent was like carrying a terrifying evil spirit, like a bottomless abyss, which would kill anyone who was even slightly touched.
This isn’t… puff puff puff puff.
One after another vomited blood, even Ling Liaoyuan, who had reached the level of Emperor, vomited blood, and even Wu Dun vomited blood on the spot.
At this time, Ling Yuyue secretly asked: "Demon Sword, what should I say?"
"No need to say anything, just leave and let them guess for themselves." The demon-shaped spirit shadow said lightly.
Just like that, Ling Yuyue, with the sword clan's sword intent bursting out from the demonic spirit shadow and the aura of Lingtian's number one lady, left the ruins of Lingtian's main hall step by step, and no one dared to ask any more questions.
Even Ling Wangjiao didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Until Ling Yuyue and the Night Wolf King disappeared, until the sword clan's sword intent disappeared...
Everyone…thump, thump, thump.
They all sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, their faces pale.
Wu Dun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Sword Clan, this is impossible. How can it be the Sword Clan of the Hanyu World?"
shhhhhh...
Everyone's eyes turned to Wu Tun. Ling Wangjiao was the first to rush over, grabbing the bound Wu Tun and asking...
"Sword Clan, what are they?"
"Tell me quickly, or I'll kill you."
In the past, Ling Wangjiao treated Wu Dun with respect, but now he treated him like a madman.
Wuton wanted to resist...
He really wanted to beat Ling Wangjiao violently, but under the beatings and kicks of the Ling Tiandi family, he still told the truth.
Following Wuton's words, the people of Lingtian Palace murmured to themselves...
"The Sword Clan uses the evil spirits of Yin to sharpen the existence of the Extreme Prison, and uses their own swords to forge the existence of the Extreme Prison. Even in the vast world of Hanyu, they are extremely rare. They are true sword wielders."
