My wife is a sword god

"The greatest sword of all time, the Xuanyuan Sword has not been unsheathed for many years. Is it still sharp now?" The white-haired old man on the top of the tower looked in the direction of the source of the white mist, dazed.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword was conceived by heaven and earth and fed on the luck of the emperor in the human world.

The founding emperor of Daqian sought a pure land for the human race, won the favor of the people, and attracted the divine sword to cut through the chaos and come to the world.

The original origin of Heavenly Dao could be successfully sealed, and the God-Suppressing Siyu could be instigated to rebel. The first emperor's sword-wielding contribution was indispensable.

During the several crises that this side of the world encountered, the successive emperors of Daqian could have taken out this sword and opened up a short-term healthy and prosperous era for the people.

However, all the emperors pity their own lives and are unwilling to hold the sword to protect the common people.

After countless years, another emperor finally took charge of the Xuanyuan War Divine Sword again!

How can it not make people sigh?

"Is this also part of your plan?" The old man thought of the deceased Tianjian Imperial Master and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

They were born from the same roots, but he always failed to catch up with him.

Tiandao Yuanyuan's original indifferent expression showed a slight change. His eyes were gloomy, staring in the direction of the imperial study, and then he slowly raised his right hand.

With a click of his index finger, a black light penetrated the space with lightning speed and struck at Emperor Ming.

"His Majesty!"

"Father!"

Eunuch Li and the prince couldn't help but screamed in shock when they saw this scene.

However, the Xuanyuan War Divine Sword's slashing attack was too much for the emperor. Emperor Ming seemed to be shaky even while standing, let alone swinging the sword again to deflect the opponent's attack.

At the critical moment, two figures stood in front of Emperor Ming, and at the cost of half of his body, they forcibly blocked the move of the origin of Heavenly Dao!

The two of them are the strongest combat power of Yuluosi, face A and face B!

"puff!"

Blood spurted out and dripped from the bottom of the mask, the color was horrifyingly red.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Jia Mian said weakly. As a top divine martial artist, he should be able to regenerate his limbs.

However, the tricks from the origin of Heaven's Dao contained the elusive power of Dao, which made the bodies of the two men unable to recover.

Seeing the two seriously injured people, Emperor Ming's eyes flashed with unbearable color. He gritted his teeth and held himself up, intending to use his second sword to strike a blow to that superior being.

But will the origin of heaven allow him to fulfill his wish?

In these three realms, there are not many things that can pose a threat to him, and the Xuanyuan Sword of God that came into being is just one of them!

His right hand turned his fingers into a palm and pressed down violently.

The majestic palace building collapsed in an instant, and when great pressure poured into Emperor Ming and others, even though A and B wanted to protect it, they were powerless.

Suddenly, nine dragon roars sounded, hovering above the imperial study room, turning into a golden bell.

Buzz!

The deafening ringing of the bell resounded in all directions, and the sound waves rolled in all directions like a flood. It shocked those immortal monsters, their bodies collapsed, and their blood flowed like pillars!

Everyone in Fengtian City looked toward the palace and were stunned when they saw the golden dragon floating above the golden bell.

They seemed to see countless people clenching their hands and praying devoutly. Countless wishes came from all directions and continuously poured into the golden bell, blocking the power of the original principles of heaven from outside!

"The power of all living beings." The source of Heavenly Dao spoke lightly, his tone cold and biting.

Emperor Ming seized this opportunity, raised the Xuanyuan Divine Sword again, and swung the sword horizontally.

The sword energy rolled across the heaven and earth, mixed with the power of all living beings, and struck at the origin of heaven.

When the latter saw this, his original disdainful expression turned into solemnity. He did not stay where he was and receive the sword energy forcefully, but retreated violently, trying to avoid the sword's attack.

But as soon as his body moved, a black line appeared on his neck, and his head was cut off abruptly!

No one could even see clearly how the sword hit Him!

"My lord!" Tianhun and other beings were all shocked.

On the other hand, everyone in Fengtian City breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the voice of the God-Suppressing Siyu resounded over Fengtian City.

"Don't take it lightly, He's not dead yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the severed head turned into a scorching sun and hovered over Fengtian City.

The fierce sunlight shone between the sky and the earth, and fires ignited, especially at the Golden Dragon Bell, which was the hottest.

The bodies of the nine golden dragons were being melted continuously, sad dragon roars were heard one after another, and even the golden bell became blurry and transparent.

The books in the royal study were burning, and the flames were billowing.

Emperor Ming swung two swords in succession. The oil was exhausted, the flesh and blood were exhausted, and the originally strong cheeks turned into skin and bones in the blink of an eye.

That is a sign that the breath of life is about to run out.

Seeing that the fire around him was getting bigger and bigger, Eunuch Li and the prince hurriedly helped him up, trying to take Emperor Ming away from the imperial study.

The figure above them looked like a guillotine, and the two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to move at all.

Under the scorching sun above his head, Tiandao Yuanyuan's head was still intact, but if he looked carefully, he could still see a thin black line on his neck.

His divine soul body was born from the beginning of chaos, and it can be said to be truly immortal. However, he was severely damaged by the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. How could he not be angry?

"The ants are showing their claws to the sky, how overestimating their own capabilities?"

One palm fell!

clang!

The Golden Dragon Bell trembled, and the bodies of the nine golden dragons became lighter.

clang!

Clang!

The sound waves were deafening, the earth cracked, and white mist scattered.

The people under the golden bell, under the attack of the sound wave, vomited blood, their faces were as white as paper, and their breath was weak.

Clang.

The Emperor Ming was severely injured, and his right hand was unable to loosen, and the magic sword fell to the ground.

The prince saw that his father was almost out of breath, and at the same time he was filled with grief, he struggled to crawl towards the magic sword, wanting to swing the sword again with the blood of the royal family.

At this moment, from the direction of the Qin Mansion, a sword energy rushed into the sky, like flowing water and thunder, accompanied by the shrill screams of Tianhun.

The movement was so loud that even the origin of the Heavenly Dao stopped, and looked away, only to see that one of Tianhun's arms was cut off, and the sword energy at the incision was like a ulcer attached to the bone, and it could not be restored!

Following Tianhun's shocked and angry eyes, he saw a beautiful white dress, and two magic swords were suspended beside him.

It was Liu Jianli of the Liu family!

Yan Zhou was stunned for a moment. He knew Tianhun's strength very well. He had already used all his strength to stop the opponent's attack. How could Liu Jianli cause any harm to him?

At this moment, he suddenly discovered something and exclaimed: "You have entered the first rank?"

Cang Feilan and Ya'an were already shocked when they saw her true appearance. When they heard Yan Zhou's words, they were full of disbelief.

The former seemed to think of something. Sister Jianli disappeared for such a long time inexplicably. Could it be that she found an opportunity to break through and devoted herself to overcoming the calamity of heaven and earth?

"How dare you, a mere ant, hurt me?" Tianhun roared.

Liu Jianli did not answer, but glanced in the direction of her husband's body. Cang Feilan and Ya'an were in a mess, and her husband's body was injured in the aftermath of the battle, with bloodstains all over the skin.

Boom!

The powerful aura soared into the sky, and the swords in the whole city trembled. The swords rang clear, and even the Xuanyuan Sword of God Slaying responded.

Her expression was cold, her lips slightly parted, and her voice was as cold as the snow in winter.

"You deserve to die for hurting my husband."