A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

"Zhu Zhu Xian sword. Broken!"

The people watching the battle above the sky below saw the wreckage of the four Zhuxian swords that had been broken inch by inch and fell into the bottom. At this moment, their faces were full of horror. Even the blessed Zhu Xian Sword couldn't resist the attack of the three exiled immortals in the sky.

At this moment, Wen Busheng, who had lost the four Zhuxian swords, poured out his breath like a flood, and the breath of his whole body became extremely sluggish in an instant.

You must know that he is the top master of swordsmanship in the world. As a master of swordsmanship, he should be a sword fairy only when he has a sword. How can it be displayed.

Without the sword, Wen Busheng was in a trance at the moment, as if he had lost something crucial. At this moment, he was staring at the three exiled immortals in front of him, his eyes were full of anger.

And now, seeing Wen Busheng's four broken swords, the exiled immortals in the sky showed a smile, and they could already clearly feel that since the four swords were broken, the cultivation in Wen Busheng's body has become ups and downs indefinite.

The leader of the Yunshang Pavilion powerhouse's eyes fell on Wen Busheng, and a disdainful voice came from his mouth: "I have always wanted to know, if a generation of swordsmen lost their swords, would he still be considered a good man?" Sword Immortal."

Following the words of this Yunshangge strongman, the other two Yunshangge strongmen also sarcastically said: "I didn't expect these four flying swords to be so vulnerable. What is it in your eyes!"

After finishing the sentence, they saw the expressions of disdain on the faces of the three Yunshangge powerhouses. In their view, Wen Busheng without a sword was a tiger without teeth. The slightest threat.

Facing the ridicule of the three Yunshang Pavilion powerhouses in front of him, Wen Busheng was not angry, but looked down at the four Zhuxian swords scattered on the ground, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Use the sacred magic weapon to fight Are the exiled immortals in the sky inferior after all?"

"That's all, it doesn't matter if I have a sword or not, anyway, this world is my sword."

I saw Wen Busheng took a step forward, and his figure seemed to rise into the sky and fell into the sky. The next moment, waves of terrifying aura emanated from his body, spreading towards the surroundings, and the terrifying aura swept the entire world.

Even those as strong as the three Yunshang Pavilion powerhouses all changed their faces at this moment. They could feel the aura that had dissipated from Wen Busheng's body without the four swords of Zhuxian began to fill back into his body continuously, one after another terrifying aura Wrapping around his body, exuding a terrifying power that is hard to match.

The next moment, I saw that Wen Bishen waved his big hand, and all the dark clouds between the sky and the earth dispersed. It seemed that he was surrounded by thousands of sword qi, and the next moment he was about to cut off the sky and the earth with his sword.

Wen Busheng laughed loudly and said: "The world says I don't have a sword, can people in the world borrow a sword?"

At this moment, a sentence resounded in the ears of the entire southern battlefield, and even the sword wielders of the entire Huaxia.

They only heard an old voice ringing in their ears: "Now China is in a time of crisis. Those who use swords in the world can use them!"

When this voice resounded in Huaxia, all the people who used swords in Huaxia raised their heads to look at the vast sky. The next moment, the old voice sounded again: "Would you like to borrow a sword?"

A child slowly raised a newly carved wooden sword in his hand, and said in that immature voice: "Take it!"

Another old man slowly returned to the house, raised the nameless long sword that carried him for 60 years above his head, and said in a trembling voice, "Why not!"

At this moment, the sword wielders in China either soared to the sky, or held up the sword in their hands, or found a rusty long sword from the sundries left by the old man in the family.

Shouts resounded throughout the entire land of Huaxia.

"My Dongyue Sword Pool has eight thousand swords in the pool, so what if I borrow it from you!"

A sword guard of Dongyue Sword Pool was sitting by a pool at the moment, with his hands behind his back, and laughed loudly at the sky.

"My Beiyue Sword Sect has an entire mountain of swords, and there are eleven famous swords in the world. You should use them first!"

Among the Beiyue Sword Sect, the great swordsman who should have died for 30 years went up to the Sword Mountain alone at this moment, wanting to control the Sword Mountain Manshan Sword and fight for Huaxia!

"In the 60 years of rivers and lakes, I have only saved such a small amount of wealth, that's all, it's not a loss to fight for the sake of Huaxia!"

An old man who has traveled the rivers and lakes for 60 years has 31 luxurious long swords soaring into the sky behind him, and the 31 long swords go through the air, just like the family fortune he had accumulated little by little back then, scattered!

"Although I don't have many sword immortals in Huaxia, there are countless swordsmen. I, Wu Sanding, have swords!"

A young swordsman handed out a sword, with long sword energy!

"I, Chai Qingshan, have a sword!"

"I, Murong Gong, have a sword!"

"My southern gentry has a sword!"

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"I have a sword in Huaxia!"

A three-foot long sword rushed into Huaxia's sky, and the sound of breaking the sky resounded in the entire Huaxia sky.

There are wooden swords, iron swords, luxurious jade swords, famous swords that are well-known in the Jianghu, and even rusty swords of countless old Jianghu people!

A total of 63 long swords flew into the sky, turned into beams of sword light, swept across the land of Kyushu, and fell into this battlefield.

Looking at the long sword that filled the sky, the old sword fairy who had lost the sword in his hand arched his hands in front of his body, facing the land of Kyushu, his eyes were slightly red, but he remained silent after all.

I don't know how long it took before he turned around slowly, looked at the three heavenly exiled immortals whose bodies were ominously stained with red hair, and said in a deep voice, "Huaxia has a sword that can kill heaven and man!"

As soon as the words fell, before the three exiled immortals in the sky could react, they saw sword qi rising up one after another, and the 63 long swords above the sky turned into rivers of swords and fell down, and the sword qi washed across the sky between heaven and earth. A trace of unknown air.

Facing a total of 63 long swords, even the three immortals in the sky felt the great terror contained in them at this moment.

It's a pity that it was too late when they wanted to make a move.

In the middle, Wen Busheng took the lead to raise the sword. Although there was no sword in his hand, behind him was the sword of the entire Huaxia.

The long river of sword energy streaked across the sky, and blossoming sword flowers bloomed.

At this moment, everyone could see the sword that crossed the sky and shook the universe.

This sword comes from all the people who use swords in China!