Chapter 170 Sword Emperor's Secret

With the strength of the sword emperor Nangong's death, as long as the emperor does not come out, it can be said that no one can compete with it, that is, the semi-supreme-level strongman of the quasi-imperial realm. In the face of the peerless sword emperor, I'm afraid he will also give him three points.

Don't look at Nangong Shishui's indifference and incompetence, but the cultivation of the emperor who can cultivate to the peak is not be a kind-hearted person. I'm afraid that tens of thousands or even more people have been killed under the sword of the sword emperor. There have been rumors that as soon as the sword emperor comes out, millions of corpses are buried.

So, although these people are extremely eager for the legendary sword, the reputation of the Sword Emperor is there. Whoever dares to offend is to die!

The reputation of the Sword Emperor was killed, not out of thin air. For decades, there have been many people who dare to provoke the Sword Emperor, and there are many others, but there is no susp about their ending!

The dead water of Nangong City, the Sword Emperor, has stepped on the bones of countless people to reach its peak. The so-called success has withered. The myth of the Sword Emperor is made from the mountains and blood under his feet. Countless people have paid the price for their arrogance, so although the people present are greedy, they are not ignorant.

"I know that you are all looking forward to Can Yue!"

Nangong's eyes were cold. He did not look at the people in all directions, but stared at the remnant moon in his hand and said indifferently, "If anyone is confident that he can take the remnant moon from the emperor, you have a chance to take action, but you should understand!"

Nangong's passing eyes became extremely cold in an instant. "If you dare to take action against me, you must be ready for death. Under my sword, I will never leave a living mouth!"

Nangong passed away with cold words. His eyes swept over the crowd, making the hearts of the people present feel cold in an instant. It seemed that there were thousands of magic swords hanging upside down. As long as he had evil thoughts, there would be a divine sword split in the air in an instant.

"Okay, boy, you have survived seven moves, and there are still three moves left. I don't know how you plan to deal with it next!" Nangong died and stood proudly in the void. Against the background of a white coat, his temperament was even more ethereal. He said indifferently, "I really want to know how you can survive the next three moves. Ha ha, if you can really survive, I will give you a surprise!"

A mysterious smile escaped from the corners of Nangong's mouth. He, who was already handsome, showed a smile, which was enough to fascinate thousands of girls. There were already many nymphomaniac girls below, intoxicated with the smile of the Sword Emperor and could not extricate themselves.

It is also true. Although Nangong Shishui is not young, according to Ye Qingyan's estimation, he may be about 50 years old, but his youthful face has not been damaged at all. In the eyes of outsiders, he is still 27 or 28 years old. For a man, it is exactly the prosperous age, and although the vicissitudes of the years are not in him. Traces were left on his body, but the charm precipitated after polishing over time added an indescribable mature charm to him.

Even Ye Qingyan can't deny the charm of the Sword Emperor. Not to mention that the appearance behind the thousand-phantom mask now shows his true face, it may not be comparable to the mature charm of the other party after years of polishing.

"Can you survive? I won't know until I try!"

Ye Qingyan picked up the purple sword, his eyelids drooped and his voice was low, so that people could not hear what he was thinking, but everyone heard a kind of determination, failure to achieve his goal, and never give up!

"Okay, I am also looking forward to it. I don't know if you, the descendant of sword demon, can let me see Murong Jue's past demeanor, and I don't know if you can continue Murong Jue's invincible myth!"

Nangong Shishui's right hand and the remnant moon are in the sky, the sword spirit is vast, the left hand is carried, the breath is ethereal, and his eyes are burning and he stares at Ye Qingyan.

"I'm sure I won't let the predecessor of the Sword Emperor down!" Ye Qingyan raised his voice and said in a strong tone, and did not give in at all because of the powerful aura of the Sword Emperor.

"Good!" Nangong nodded, "I hope so!"

"Next, the emperor will make a move!" Nangong's dead water tone suddenly became awe-inspiring, and he said coldly, "Sword Emperor's Secret, Jiuxiao Emperor Sword!"

Nangong passed away and shouted softly, and the remnant moon sword in his hand instantly took action. The golden sword spirit instantly came through the air. An extremely powerful aura condensed in the void, and the sword spirit was vast. A magnificent and majestic nine-day imperial sword spirit broke through the air from the top of the nine heavens!

This is Nangong's self-created "Sword Emperor's Secret". As soon as this sword formula comes out, it must have the spirit of the majestic emperor, as if the emperor has come to the world, making people can't help but submit.

The sword emperor's secret can be said to be the imperial martial arts, with an unparalleled imperial breath. It is said that it can make practitioners have a domineering imperial atmosphere. Once this skill is used, the emperor's breath must be vast, making the other party think that it is the emperor of the world. The invisible suppression can make people not have any fighting spirit.

What a horrible learning this is, and what a horrible swordsmanship is this?

And what a magnificent figure can create this set of sword tips?

Why Nangong Shishui can create this set of earth-shaking unique learnings? You should know that the imperial road represents the ultimate. Even the emperors of the five empires in the world rarely have such a strong imperial atmosphere.

The breath of the imperial road has a natural suppression of other breaths, just like two people fighting, one practicing imperial martial arts. When the two fight, it is like a commoner facing an emperor. The imperial breath makes the opponent in awe and even abandons his sword to surrender!

"I have heard of the sword emperor's secret for a long time, during which there is a vast imperial breath. Today, when I see it, it really lives up to its reputation!" Feeling the suppression of the legend from the golden boundary, Ling Dongtian's eyes narrowed and sighed.

"Brother, it doesn't mean that this imperial breath can only be possessed by the successive emperors of the five empires. Why can this Nangong dead water have it, and it is still so strong!" It is very easy to resist the pressure of bullying the sky. After all, although Nangong Shishui is the sword emperor and the top emperor of a generation, now he suppresses his cultivation to the nine heavens of the evil realm of the earth, that is, the same level as Ye Qingyan. With the cultivation of the peak king of bullying the sky, it is only easy to resist the sword emperor who is not yet in the spiritual realm.

"This will start from the death of the Sword Emperor Nangong!"

Ling Dongtian stared at the sword emperor in the void and said slowly, "The life of Nangong's death is extremely mysterious. He knows very little about it on the mainland, but it is not a secret in the eyes of us."

"Nangong Shishui comes from the Tianjin Empire. The Tianjin Empire is strong. Although it is slightly inferior to the Tianyang Empire and the Tianshui Empire, the power of the third largest country on the mainland is still beyond doubt. The Jin family of the Tianjin Empire has a noble bloodline, and the royal prince of the Tianjin Empire is extremely fierce for the throne, during which there must be Countless intrigues, the royal family is the most ruthless, and the former death of Nangong is a sad product of the struggle for the throne!"

Ling Dongtian glanced at the sword-stained Nangong's passing water, with an inexplicable melancholy tone, "Nangong's death was originally the prince of the Tianjin Empire, but he was alone at a young age. In the face of the huge royal forces, even if he was a teenager with amazing martial arts talent, he still couldn't resist it. Fighting against the frightening royal entanglement, in the competition for the throne, Nangong's passing water is like a soft duckweed, floating in the sea and can't control his own direction at all. Therefore, in the competition for the royal family of the Tianjin Empire, he was a pathetic victim. At that time, he was only ten years old!"

"In fact, the life of Nangong's death is very tragic. In that throne competition, he was a complete loser. His status is extremely high, and he is the younger brother of the contemporary emperor of the Tianjin Empire!"

The sky's eyes turned, "But how proud the Sword Emperor is, and how can he allow himself to fail? Therefore, after he grew up and achieved kendo, he went to the Tianjin Empire many times to challenge, and the emperor's heart was immortal, but who knows that this prince abandoned by the Tianjin Empire has a kendo talent that shocked countless people and has experienced dozens of In a year, he created a unique knowledge of imperial Taoism and took action again. He brazenly defeated many strong men of the Tianjin Empire, and finally faced the Tianjin Emperor. The death of Nangong only produced nine swords, and the Tianjin Emperor was defeated. Originally, everyone thought that Nangong's death would definitely kill the Tianjin Emperor, and then replaced him. Unexpectedly, the death of Nangong did not for the throne of the emperor. As soon as he looked at it, he was ethereal with a sword. In the frightened eyes of the Heavenly Gold Emperor, he went west with a sword. He disdained to get the throne of his saliva. Since then, Nangong passed away the name of the Water Sword Emperor and disappeared!"

Everyone is worried. Who would have thought that the famous sword emperors of the ancient and modern generation also had an unbearable past.

Ling Dongtian seemed to have said it for a long time, but in fact it was very fast. The sword of the sword emperor was vast, and a sword swept the void and made the sky tremble.

"Kid, I don't know if you can stop my sword emperor's formula!"

Nangong Shishui held the remnant moon, standing proudly in the void, and staring at Ye Qingyan indifferently. His sword emperor's secret is made by himself. Every move can be said to be pure and peak. He has absolute confidence in himself. Ye Qingyan wants to block his sword, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"The sword emperor's secret... I don't know how strong it can be. I really want to try it..." Ye Qingyan looked up and whispered.

"The first sword of Qingcheng sword, Qinglian sword!"

Ye Qingyan stepped on the boundless and stood proudly in the void. The purple sword in his hand swept through the air. The purple air wrapped in the fierce sword spirit and rampaged in the golden boundary. Even the sword emperor also paid a little attention to his eyes.

"A sword of green lotus!"

"The lotus leaves are infinite!"

"The lotus flower is different from the sun!"

Ye Qingyan stepped on the seven stars and looked arrogantly. His purple sword crossed, like a lightning meteor, dazzling, but after each one, there must be thousands of green lotuses in the void.

The endless cyan lotus is like the bright stars in the midnight starry sky, countless, and the shock of heaven and earth stunned countless people.

"This swordsmanship is extremely extraordinary!" Nangong Shishui praised, and then he turned around and said indifferently, "But these are not enough to block me with a sword!"