Chapter 2162 Xuantian Sword Saint

In an instant, everyone heard the sound of sword chanting and raised their heads.

"Boom!" I saw, above the vast void, a huge sword shadow appeared, like a giant dragon, stirring up boundless dark clouds and falling from the sky.

"What a powerful sword power!" Nie Tian suddenly looked up, saw the shadow of the sword in the air, felt the terrifying sword power, and his face was horrified.

There is no doubt that this is the strongest sword power he has ever seen so far. The majestic and majestic aura is so boundless that it actually arouses the sword intention in his body and makes him feel a rush of blood.

"That's not right!" In the next moment, Nie Tian suddenly felt something. The sword intention in his body suddenly became uncontrollable and turned into a sword force, surging out and rushing into the sky.

Everyone else was paying attention to the mighty sword shadow in the sky at the moment, not paying attention to Nie Tian at all.

But Nie Tian's eyes trembled, and his face showed uncontrollable joy.

Just at that moment, he was affected by the sword intention of the sword shadow in the air, and the sword intention in his body actually resonated. Because of this resonance of the sword intention, his realm of swordsmanship actually improved.

Nie Tian, ​​in the blink of an eye, changed from a swordsman in the realm of selflessness to a swordsman in the realm of sword and martial arts!

The sudden improvement in realm caught Nie Tian off guard.

His heart was extremely shocked, shocked by the power of the unknown swordsman in the sky.

This swordsman was so terrifying. He was just a shadow of a sword, but he actually helped Nie Tian achieve a breakthrough in the realm of swordsmanship.

The shock in Nie Tian's heart at this moment was beyond words.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying this swordsman's swordsmanship was.

"You're finally here." At this moment, Zhuo Zhuo looked at the sword shadow in the sky, and his hanging heart finally dropped.

The owner of this sword shadow is the person he invited!

"Boom!" The next moment, under the gaze of countless eyes, the sword shadow in the air suddenly fell, and the surrounding hundreds of thousands of meters of ground shook with a bang, and a majestic sword intent formed a circular sword wave, shooting towards the surroundings. Stir up.

High in the sky, thousands of warriors at the peak of the Supreme God were hit by the sword wave and retreated hundreds of meters uncontrollably.

After a moment, everyone steadied their bodies and looked at the huge sword shadow on the ground, their eyes filled with shock.

The sword shadow was as huge as ten thousand meters, like a giant that towered over the sky, standing between heaven and earth, releasing the boundless mighty sword intent.

The shadow of the sword was like a mountain, perfectly separating the Yin Yue army and the people of the Gale Clan.

The Yin Yue army was intimidated by the shadow of the sword and did not dare to move at all, and even kept retreating.

"This is..." The people of the Gale Clan looked at the huge sword shadow in front of them, their expressions were so shocked that they were speechless.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry, I'm late." Just when everyone was shocked, a majestic voice sounded from high in the sky, and then a figure stepped through the air and landed on the sword shadow.

The person who came was dressed in white and had a tall figure. He stood on top of the sword shadow, like a peak, giving people a feeling of looking up at him.

Everyone looked at that man, with some indescribable shock in their eyes.

That white-clothed figure exuded a mysterious and different aura of sword intent, as if he were a sharp sword.

"He is..." At this time, Yin Buqiu frowned and seemed to recognize the person, but he was a little unsure, so he did not dare to say it.

"Xuantian Sword Master." Next to him, Dark Lord Shura spoke with a strange expression, and said in a playful tone: "I really didn't expect that this guy would actually come, and the scene will be lively now."

"Xuantian Sword Master!" When Yin Bujiu heard this name, his face suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "Could it be the Xuantian Sword Master, one of the three legends in the sword world, Sikong Xuanyi!"

"Hmph." Dark Lord Shura laughed strangely twice and said: "On this sword shadow, there is a mysterious sword seal aura flowing. In addition to the Xuantian Sword Master who possesses the Xuantian Sword Seal, there are also who?"

"It's really him!" Yin Buxiu was stunned for a moment, his face was extremely horrified, his throat was rolling, and his voice was trembling, he said: "He, why is he here?"

Xuantian Sword Master, for this name, Yin Buxiu is certainly not unfamiliar.

There are three great legends of the sword world in the Abandoned Land. They are the pinnacle figures in the sword world, and they are also the top strong men standing in the entire Abandoned Land.

Xuantian Sword Master is one of the three legends in the sword world.

According to rumors, the three legendary swordsmen are all powerful men close to saints.

Such a person suddenly arrived, how could Yin Buqiu not panic.

Moreover, after Xuantian Sword Master arrived, he directly greeted Zhuo Zhuo, obviously coming at the latter's invitation.

When Nie Tian heard what Yin Buxiu and Shura Anzun said, he couldn't help but look up at Xuantian Sword Master, his eyes became a little strange, and he said in his heart: "This person is Xuantian Sword Master, the legendary peak swordsman in the abandoned land."

"His name is Sikong Xuanyi. I seem to have heard this name somewhere before. It feels inexplicably familiar."

Nie Tian frowned. He felt as if he had heard the name Sikong Xuanyi, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

With Sikong Xuanyi's status and strength, his appearance immediately put Nie Tian at ease.

It seemed that the situation was under control at once.

This is the majesty of the strong!

Sikong Xuanyi is undoubtedly close to a saint.

Nie Tian was very curious, wondering which one was stronger, Sikong Xuanyi or the mysterious man from before.

"Brother Sikong, you are late again." At this time, Zhuo Zhuo looked at Sikong Xuanyi in the sky and shook his head helplessly.

He did not blame Sikong Xuanyi, but thought that if the latter could come earlier, perhaps Ji Feng Ling would not have to die.

"Brother Zhuo, I am really sorry. I was delayed by something." Sikong Xuanyi bowed slightly and apologized.

"Alas!" Zhuo Zhuo sighed, smiled bitterly, and said, "You are always late. Fortunately, you are not too late this time, otherwise you will see a scene of blood flowing like a river."

Sikong Xuanyi's face was calm, and his eyes could not hide his guilt.

Then, he swept his eyes over Yin Buxiu and Shura Anzun, and seemed too lazy to look at them more. He said one word directly: "Get out!"

His voice was not loud, and his words were extremely concise, but they revealed a kind of tyranny that could not be disobeyed.

Facing such strong men as Emperor Yin Yue and Shura Anzun, Sikong Xuanyi was not even interested in looking at them more.

In his opinion, whether it is Yin Buxiu or Shura Anzun, they are not worth mentioning in front of him.

Yin Buxiu's face sank, very embarrassed, but he dared not speak.

He knew that his strength was completely incomparable to Sikong Xuanyi.

In the entire Yinyue Dynasty, only the Yinyue Patriarch had the strength to fight against Sikong Xuanyi.

The Yinyue Patriarch was the supreme power of the Yinyue Royal Family and the pillar of the Yinyue Dynasty.

If there was no Yinyue Patriarch, the Yinyue Dynasty would not be able to become the top force in the Abandoned Land.

If the Yinyue Patriarch was here, the Yinyue Dynasty would have the qualifications to talk to Sikong Xuanyi.

Now, Yin Buxiu could only get out of here.

But at this time, Shura Anzun laughed, and then bowed slightly to Sikong Xuanyi, and said respectfully: "Master Sword Saint, I, the junior Shura Han, on behalf of my master, An Ye Ming Ya, greet you."