Chapter 163 The Power of the Sword Emperor

Fire martial arts hall, martial arts arena.

"Master, I heard that the Sword Emperor is coming?"

After receiving the news, Ye Qingyan went straight to the martial arts arena. The Sword Emperor was coming. Naturally, it was for the battle, and the best place to fight was naturally the martial arts arena, so Ye Qingyan came directly to the martial arts arena without thinking about it.

Sure enough, at this moment, the martial arts arena was overcrowded, and the disciples of the Flame Martial Arts Museum were all there. Ling Dongtian, the owner of the museum, and others gathered together. Ye Qingyan quickly came to them, without delaying and went straight to the topic.

"Well, this is a worship post!"

Ling Dong nodded seriously and threw a bronzing post to Ye Qingyan.

"The Tianyang Holy Book of the Tianyang Empire is a unique knowledge of Zhiyang. I came to the east to prove who was strong and who was weak. The next morning, when the rising sun rose in the east, I came to the martial arts school in person. I hope not hesitate to teach me!"

The word is sharp, and the pen is a dragon and snake. It seems that every word is an extremely sharp sword, which is daunting.

"Every word is entangled with swords. On this ordinary worship post, I seem to see a peerless sword. The sword is soaring to the earth. The sword emperor is worthy of being the sword emperor!"

Ye Qingyan sighed in his heart that just by a worship post, he could see that the Sword Emperor lives up to his reputation.

"Sword Emperor, will you come tomorrow?" Ye Qingyan asked.

"No, it's today!"

Ling Dongtian said slowly, "This invitation came from the void yesterday evening. The next day he said, he pointed to today!"

"That means that the Sword Emperor is almost there!" Ye Qingyan glanced at the slightly red east. The sun had not yet risen, but it was only half an hour at most.

"The owner of the museum, the sword emperor is extremely powerful. He ranks fifth on the list of emperors. On the mainland, except for the supreme of the emperor, he is one of the strongest people. This time, he must ask you to take action. I don't know if you are sure?"

Ye Qingyan stared at the sky. In fact, he was still polite. Lingdongtian is far from the opponent of the death of the Southern Palace of the Sword Emperor. Lingdongtian is the emperor of the great realm, and the Sword Emperor is the emperor of great perfection. The difference between the two of them cannot be calculated in the Taoism. If the Sword Emperor has the heart to kill, Lingdongtian may support it with one move. Can't stop. Ye Qingyan was very worried and treated him well. Naturally, he didn't want anything to happen to him.

"Just after this sword emperor's worship post, I just received a letter from the owners of the four martial arts halls of Yanyue, Tianyue, Chiyue and Chiyang last night. The Sword Emperor has been to them and has given up to them!"

Ling Dongtian did not directly answer Ye Qingyan's question, but turned around and mentioned the four martial arts halls. Everyone knows that there are eight martial arts halls in the Tianyang Empire, and each martial arts hall owner is at least the emperor of Dachengjing, and the results of their battle can judge how strong the sword emperor is.

"What's the result!" Ye Qingyan asked, and everyone also listened.

"None can survive three moves in the hands of the Sword Emperor!"

Ling Dongtian said in a heavy tone. He is also the owner of the martial arts museum. He is just between him and the masters of the four martial arts museums. They can't stand three moves, and they are not much better.

"Three moves!" Ye Qingyan was shocked, and everyone was shocked.

"And none of the four of them can draw his sword!" Ling Dongtian said heavily, "Although the sword emperor's cultivation is four people higher, he does not rely on it. Before the battle, he will seal his cultivation to a level lower than the other party, which is the middle level of the emperor's realm. But even so, it is still the other party who is defeated and defeated - it is unbearable!"

“ hiss--

As soon as Ling Dongtian's voice fell, the martial arts hall became silent in an instant, with only countless cold inhalation sounds.

"Sealing cultivation!"

"I am the sword emperor, but I am a sword!"

"No one can support three moves!"

Everyone's hearts are shocked, and how powerful this is is far beyond everyone's imagination.

"A generation of sword emperor, powerful!" Ye Qingyan was silent for a long time and said slowly.

Others are also silent. This kind of power can no longer be described in words. It is a strong and unrivaled strong man, which can't be speculed at will.

"Father, aren't you... very dangerous?" After a long time, a voice with an obvious crying sound suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Ye Qingyan looked up and saw Ling Hanxue, the always delicate and wayward Miss Ling, holding Ling Tian's sleeves in her hand. Her beautiful eyes were red and swollen, and she obviously cried.

Ling Dongtian is silent and fights with the Sword Emperor. How can there be no danger? If you can't do it well, you will lose your life.

"Father, we won't compare. Let's admit defeat, okay?" Seeing Ling Dongtian's silence, Ling Hanxue's expression was even more frightened. He knew his father very well. His father was silent, which meant that he was not sure about the war.

"Han Xue, what are you talking about!"

Ling Dongtian suddenly said harshly, "I am not greedy and afraid of death. How can the reputation of my Ling family be destroyed in the hands of my father? Even if I know that I lost in this battle, I will not retreat as my father!" Ling Dongtian's tone was sonorous, and it could be seen that his heart was very firm and there was no room for manoeuvre.

"But... have you considered me, big brother, and your mother?" Ling Hanxue suddenly shouted, "If anything happens, what should we... do?"

A touch of complexity flashed in Ling Tian's eyes. After a long time, he said coldly, "I'm sorry, Han Xue, this battle is inevitable for my father!"

Ling Hanxue cried silently, and Chenxi gently walked to her, held her in her arms, and comforted her softly.

"It seems that many people already know that the Sword Emperor is coming to the Flame Martial Arts Museum today!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes swept through the void and felt the magnificent and horrible momentum. He muttered in his heart that he could sense that whether it was the many forces in the Flame City, the strong people from all sides who came because of the battle of the four-way ring were also paying attention to the Flame Martial Arts Museum. No, to be precise, they were in the customs. The appearance of the Sword Emperor.

"The sun rises..."

Ye Qingyan looked at the eastern sky, and a red sun was rising. His eyes narrowed and he said slowly.

"Boom-"

Everyone was shocked. When the rising sun rose in the east, it was the day of the sword emperor. Now that the rising sun has risen, the sword emperor...

"Flame City, Flame Martial Arts Museum, I came from the east just to prove which is strong and which is weak. I hope that Master Ling will not let me down!"

In the concentration of everyone, a clear and ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the distance. When the first word first sounded, it seemed to be still tens of millions of miles away, giving people an endless sense of ethereal.

Everyone held their heads high and saw a man in white stepping into the void.

One step across tens of millions of miles!

I saw him take a step and have come to the martial arts arena from tens of millions of miles away. The speed of his body is not comparable to an inch; such a peerless posture is no longer indescribable.

"It's him!"

When he saw the true face of the other party, Ye Qingyan was shocked. The Sword Emperor was the man in white who met by chance on the bank of the long river outside the Flame City the night before yesterday.

"I didn't expect that he was the sword emperor, a peerless swordsman comparable to his adoptive father Murong!"

Ye Qingyan sighed in his heart and knew for a long time that the other party's strength was unfathomable, but he did not think that the other party was the death of the sword emperor Nangong, mainly because his face was too young. The sword emperor's appearance was handsome and slightly indifferent. Just looking at his appearance, he was only 27 or 8 years old. Who would have thought that he was famous. The sword emperor of the mainland?

"The owner of the Flame Museum is Ling Dongtian and has seen the Sword Emperor."

As the owner of a museum, even if you know that you are invincible, you can't show timidity at this critical moment. Otherwise, the ridicule of the world will be small. Not only will you lose your reputation, but also the Flame Martial Arts Museum will be implicated.

"I passed away in Xianangong, and I have seen Ling Guanzhu!" Although the Sword Emperor's temperament is indifferent, he is not arrogant at all. He said indifferently, "The Ling Guanzhu already knows the purpose of my coming from the east. I don't know what to do?"

He paused and said slowly, "Of course, like the other four martial arts halls, I sealed my strength in the middle level of the realm of the emperor, and I don't have a sword for the time being. I only look at Ling Guanzhu whether he is qualified to draw a sword than this emperor!"

The flame martial arts arena and Sifang Tianyu were silent. Ling Dongtian nodded silently and nodded slowly, "Okay, let's take action!"

His right hand drew in the void, and a bright yellow sword with blazing light suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Is this the Ling Tian Sword, the divine sword that your Ling family ancestors used to dominate the world?" The Sword Emperor's eyes moved slightly and said curiously.

"Not bad!" Ling Dongtian obviously didn't want to say more. He waved his sword and shouted softly, "Please!"

"Good!" Seeing that Ling Dongtian was so refreshing, a touch of praise flashed in the sword emperor's eyes. He used a sword, a swordsman, and naturally appreciated those straightforward people.

The sword emperor's hands moved slightly, and a round light ball suddenly formed. The light ball was about a hundred feet large, just wrapping the sword emperor and Lingdongtian in between.

"This is a boundary, in case we will deal with it later. It will be too powerful and cause unnecessary losses to your Flame Martial Arts Museum!"

Ling Dongtian nodded faintly, but he was a little grateful in his heart. Suddenly, he raised his head quickly, his right sword crossed the sky, and shouted violently, "Let's start!"

"Lingtian's sword secret!"

Ling Dongtian holds the Lingtian sword and steps on the void. The skill he practices is the Tianyang Holy Book. The swordsmanship he uses now is the swordsmanship of the Ling family Zhen clan, which can only make it extraordinary.

As soon as this swordsmanship came out, the unparalleled sword spirit rose to the sky, and the sky was full of excitement and power.

"Lingtian's swordsmanship is good!"

Seeing Ling Dongtian's swordsmanship, the Sword Emperor smiled and didn't say anything. He stood in the void, led his right hand, and instantly pushed it out with a palm.

"The palm of the sky!"

The Sword Emperor is a pure metal constitution, so his spiritual power is metallic. He hit it with one palm, and the golden light fell all over the sky, setting him off like the god of the sun, heroic and extraordinary.

"Sum--

There was no imaginary fierce collision. He only heard an invisible collision in the void. His face changed, and his body suddenly retreated dozens of steps, barely stopping his figure.

"That's the field after compression!" He barely stopped the churning qi and blood, and said in a low voice.