After All, They Are the Protagonists

The ancient bronze sword that had been silent all this time suddenly reacted, and its blade began to vibrate slightly, causing the chains at the four corners of the hall to make a heavy sound of iron chains.

The eyes of the Lord of the Sword Palace moved slightly, and for the first time there was a trace of surprise in that indifferent eyes, staring at the young man in the high platform.

At this moment, several eyes were on Mu Zhian, on the one hand they didn't want him to pull out the bronze sword, but on the other hand they hoped that he could pull it out.

With such a complicated heart, the cauldron in Mu Zhian's body was running quietly, and the aura was slowly emitting.

He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he wanted to release the bronze sword that was tightly bound by the chain from the seal, and also seemed to pull a sword out of the rusty scabbard.

Finally, the motionless hilt seemed to be pulled back a little bit, and what followed was an extremely unpleasant sound like fingernails rubbing against glass.

"He pulled out that sword a bit!" A monk in the audience saw the clue and said in a low voice in disbelief.

Accompanied by another slightly ear-piercing sound, the bronze sword was pulled out of the chain again, revealing a trace of its sharpness.

The Lord of the Sword Palace's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes were fixed on this scene.

Mu Zhian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.Then he closed his eyes tightly, condensing the spiritual energy in his whole body.

At this moment, it seemed that there was only this ancient bronze sword left in his world, and nothing else.

Undoubtedly, the ancient bronze sword in front of him was the third piece of bronze, so it reacted to him.

He could indeed draw the sword.

It's just that you need to make sufficient preparations and work hard... It may be impossible to completely liberate it.

After a short period of deliberation, Mu Zhian grasped the hilt of the bronze sword, took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body burst out.

Clang!

Most of the blade of the bronze sword appeared in everyone's field of vision.

boom!

The entire hall was shaking violently at this moment, Mu Zhian did not hesitate, and in one go, he completely liberated the ancient bronze sword from the chains!

The sharpness of the ancient bronze sword was revealed for the first time, cutting off the chains in all directions.

Then, it turned into a broken fragment and flew out, quickly attacked a certain cave, and got into the chest of Bai Ruoxi who was accepting the inheritance of the Sword Palace in that cave.

The three bronze fragments were put together to form a complete bronze sword pattern, and a faint white light radiated from Bai Ruoxi's chest.

From the white light, an ancient bronze sword quietly appeared in the field of vision from Bai Ruoxi's nipples.

Then, Bai Ruoxi... No, it should be said that she is the real Palace Master of the Sword Palace. At this time, she slowly opened her eyes and stared at the direction where Mu Zhian was.

"Is it finally here?"

There was a trace of relief in her tone.

Chapter 245

With the liberation of the bronze sword, everything in the hall collapsed, and this cave sky disappeared in an instant.

When Mu Zhian was still trying to figure out what happened, the Sword Palace Master who seemed to have no emotion standing not far in front of him slowly turned his head to look behind him as if he had sensed something.

"It came so fast."

Boom!

The hall completely collapsed and turned into a world of nothingness. Fortunately, everyone was a cultivator in the realm of refining gods, so the first thing they did was control the flying sword and fly in the air.

Mu Zhian almost fell from midair, but fortunately he hugged Wei Mengrou's plump waist in time.

Immediately, he looked down at the bottomless darkness under his feet, and couldn't help sighing happily: "It's so dangerous."

Wei Mengrou glanced at him coldly, and said, "Can't you also fly with a sword?"

"The spirit energy was consumed too much just now." Mu Zhian explained.

Although she was deeply suspicious of her young master's words, Wei Mengrou at this time did not care about such trivial matters.

Because she could sense that in this completely empty space, there was a figure rushing towards this direction.

Mu Zhi'an naturally also noticed this figure, so he took advantage of the situation and looked up.

At the end of my vision, I saw a woman wearing a pure White House dress. Her skirt was flying, and the dress wrapped her graceful and delicate body. She was clearly in the distance at one moment, but at the next moment, this woman was has appeared in the field of vision.

Her waterfall-like hair was simply pulled up with a hairpin, her beautiful face was cold, her skin was snow-white, and her temperament was noble.

However, what really attracted Mu Zhi'an was the volume of her breasts, which was comparable to that of Bai Ruoxi.

Just at the first glance, it gives people a sense of mystery as if they are about to be sucked into it by the "unfathomable".

After taking the first glance, Mu Zhian's first thought was that it was so white, and then when he took the second glance, he suddenly froze for a moment.

Fuck, isn't this my wife?

But why does it feel different in temperament?

The woman in front of her is Bai Ruoxi.It's just that her appearance and clothing are different from the past, but just seeing that obscene amount of breasts, Mu Zhi'an almost immediately recognized the other party's identity.

There is absolutely no mistake, this woman is Bai Ruoxi!

Looking at this alluring beauty, Mu Zhi'an quickly thought of something again, and subconsciously glanced at the Palace Master of the Sword Palace standing not far in front of him.

He didn't pay attention to it just now, because at that time the coercion of the Palace Master of the Sword Palace made people unwilling to look up at him easily, but now after careful clues and comparisons, another thought suddenly flashed in Mu Zhian's mind.

There are two sword palace masters...

At this moment, countless question marks flashed in Mu Zhian's mind.

The "Bai Ruoxi" who just came here looks exactly the same as the Lord of the Sword Palace who was frozen in this hall at the beginning!

Then, I changed my mind again: This...isn't it directly double the happiness?

The two people in front of him, except for the different clothes, their appearance, temperament, and even their appearance are almost exactly the same. If they appeared in front of Mu Zhian at different times, he would not even be able to recognize who they were.

At this moment, not only Mu Zhian, but also the eyes of several other monks beside him were filled with disbelief.

There may be two similar people in this world, but they look exactly the same, which is rare...

What's more, this person is still the Lord of the Sword Palace.

"Your mission is over." "Bai Ruoxi" said calmly, staring at the Sword Palace Mistress wearing a dark black dress on the opposite side.

"If the way of heaven is cut off, it's not just me...you will also die." The Lord of the Sword Palace stared at "Bai Ruoxi" expressionlessly.

However, the plump lips of "Bai Ruoxi" were slightly pursed, and immediately outlined a beautiful arc.

"Who told you that I must need the Dao of Heaven to join the Dao?"

Between her snow-white ravines, an ancient bronze sword appeared silently in front of her.

"Bai Ruoxi" grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the ancient bronze sword exuded an aura almost instantly that made all the monks present tremble.

Mu Zhian was also so startled that he subconsciously hugged Wei Mengrou's plump waist tightly, feeling the shock from his heart.

The aura emitted by this bronze sword at this moment is much, much stronger than what Bai Ruoxi used in Tianxuan City in the past...

Even just looking at this ancient bronze sword, he felt an urge to pay homage to it.

Looking at the cultivators of the God Realm beside them, it was completely difficult to resist this coercion. Even though they tried their best to resist, they still knelt on the sword with one knee, supported the sword with both hands, and did not dare to look up to watch this scene.

They didn't even know why there were two sword palace masters, they just trembled instinctively.

For the first time, a trace of surprise flickered in Gujing Wubo's eyes of the Palace Master of the Sword Palace. He looked up at "Bai Ruoxi", and said coldly: "Human way..."

"How is it possible? You have already joined forces with me, how is it possible to join forces again?"

"The rules of heaven and earth have never said that a person in the Dao realm can only join the Dao once in a lifetime." Bai Ruoxi, who seemed to be possessed by some kind of existence, showed a faint smile and waved the ancient bronze sword in her hand.

hum!

The ancient bronze sword trembled slightly, followed by an ear-piercing buzzing sound.

boom!

"Bai Ruoxi"'s unpretentious sword turned into a golden light, directly enveloping the Lord of the Sword Palace.

The Lord of the Sword Palace, who was as emotionless as a killing god just now, never resisted. He just stared at "Bai Ruoxi" in disbelief under the terrifying aura pressure, and said in a low voice, "So that's how it is... that's why..." Is that the reason you died with me in the first place?"

People in the world have countless speculations about the death of the Palace Master of the Sword Palace. Some people think that she was attacked and killed by a mysterious ominous person. There was no movement at all when they mysteriously disappeared.

Others believe that she died due to the turmoil of the heaven and earth, and was punished by the "rules of heaven and earth", so she disappeared between heaven and earth.

But in fact, the Lord of the Sword Palace did not die, he just killed himself who resonated with the "Day of Heaven" in the past.

She made the scabbard before dying...to complete the new life.

And that "sword scabbard" is Bai Ruoxi.

Accompanied by the slash of "Bai Ruoxi"'s sword, the body of the Palace Master of the Sword Palace turned into a ray of deep black aura.

Then, that ray of jet-black aura quietly penetrated into the body of "Bai Ruoxi", or the real Lord of the Sword Palace.

The white palace dress was silently dyed with a layer of dark patterns, which made the originally pure and beautiful woman seem a little more charming and enchanting.

And on the ancient bronze sword, there seemed to be an additional dark pattern, which made the ancient bronze sword seem a bit more historical.

This scene came so suddenly that everyone present did not react.

After all, why there are two sword palace masters is still puzzling until now.

But soon, in addition to being confused, everyone looked at the Lord of the Sword Palace with a little more fiery color in their eyes.

There is no doubt that this empress is the real Lord of the Sword Palace!

The people present are all monks with extremely high talent for swords, and the sword that the lord of the sword palace just returned to nature can only be done by the lord of the sword palace in this world.

Coupled with the ancient bronze sword in her hand... These few books can already confirm that this woman is the Lord of the Sword Palace, the only Sword Emperor in the world!

She is not dead yet, she really appeared in front of them alive at this moment!

The Mistress of the Sword Palace turned her head slightly to look at the people not far away, her gaze swept over them one by one, then she stayed on Mu Zhian for a moment, then casually glanced at Wei Mengrou.

"Are you all latecomers?" She looked around the crowd, and the figures of the monks in front of her were reflected in her magnificent eyes.

A young monk immediately clasped his fists respectfully and said: "The Sword Palace reappeared in the world a few days ago, and the younger generation has always longed for the name of the Sword Emperor. Is the predecessor still alive for a long time?"

It sounds so sweet, but in fact it is for the sword palace's skills.

The Lord of the Sword Palace naturally knew about it, but he didn't mind, and a pleasant voice came to everyone's ears: "The Sword Palace will collapse in a while, and there are also exercises left over from my past. Whether you get it... depends on your fate."

Several people looked at each other, and they all saw a touch of joy in each other's eyes.