Chapter 1921: Ghost Sword Master

Xuanyuan Jian carried a monstrous sword aura, and grabbed the palm of the corpse that was approaching him, swiftly and fiercely, exuding a terrifying aura.
"cut!"
boom!
Xuanyuan Sword slashed on that palm, and a long series of sparks appeared, making a earth-shaking sound.
Lu Yi's heart sank to the bottom.
He discovered that Xuanyuan Sword had not cut off the palm of his hand, and even the sword marks were not left. The corpse's hand was like ten thousand years of profound iron, indestructible.
"Although Xuanyuan Sword is the number one divine weapon in ancient times, your realm is too low to display one-tenth of the strength of the divine sword, plus it is a saint and can't hurt him." Huang Wu said.
"Are we really going to die here?" Lu Yi felt heavy.
He was actually not worried about himself, but about Huang Wu.
He is the body of Double Ninth. Even if he dies once, he can still be reborn, but Huang Wu is different, and if he dies, he may disappear forever.
"Ding!"
The corpse stretched out his fingers and flicked it lightly, Xuanyuanjian pierced through the magma, and quickly shot towards Lu Yi like a torrent.
boom!
Lu Yi stared at Xuanyuanjian with a shocked expression on his face.
"call out!"
Just when Xuanyuan Sword was a few meters away from Lu Yi, a sword chant suddenly sounded, and the tip of the sword turned its direction, shooting into the magma like a stream of light.
"what?"
The corpse let out a surprise.
"call out!"
With another sword chant, Xuanyuan Sword rushed out of the magma, quickly returned to Lu Yi and circled for a few times, and then hung over Lu Yi's head.
"It turned out to be a divine tool!" The corpse was slightly surprised, and then his voice fell cold: "The cultivator of the mortal realm is not worthy of possessing a divine tool."
When the voice fell, he stretched out a finger and pressed it down.
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying sword aura, reaching hundreds of feet long, pierced through the sky and hit Lu Yi, hoping to kill Lu Yi on the spot.
"Om!"
Xuanyuanjian seemed to feel that the owner was in danger of life and death, and made a sharp whistling sound. Then, mountains, grass, sun, moon and stars appeared on the sword, forming a huge light curtain that protected Lu Yi and Huang Wu.
"This is..." The corpse paused with a finger, and his breathing became rapid: "This is the first divine weapon in the ancient times, Shengdao Xuanyuan!"
"Hahaha, this saint is waiting here for 1,500 years. Instead of waiting for the flowers to mature in the next two lives, but waiting for the ancient artifacts, it is really God's help for me, hahaha..."
The corpse laughed wildly.
"It's over! He fell in love with Xuanyuanjian." Lu Yi said weakly.
"Not to mention a saint, even a true emperor, I'm afraid he can't resist the temptation of Xuanyuan Sword. After all, it is the number one artifact in ancient times." Huang Wu's face turned pale.
boom!
The corpse's finger was pressed down, and was blocked by the light curtain emitted by Xuanyuanjian, but within ten seconds, the light curtain shattered every inch.
The corpse reached out and grabbed Xuanyuanjian.
"call out!"
Xuanyuanjian let out a sharp howl again, and then quickly got into Lu Yi's eyes.
"Boy, the Xuanyuan sword is an ancient divine weapon. Holding it with your strength will only tarnish its reputation. Give me, forgive you!" the corpse shouted.
"Don't give him Xuanyuanjian." Huang Wu said hurriedly. She had already looked out, even if Xuanyuanjian was given to the corpse, she and Lu Yi could not escape to death.
"Who are you?" Lu Yi asked about the identity of the corpse.
"This saint is the saint of reincarnation." The corpse replied.
"You are not." Huang Wu said: "The Samsara Sword Saint is the hero of the human race, and he has died many years ago. It is impossible for you to be as mean as you and find a junior to ask for the artifact."
"Hey, your little girl has some knowledge, yes, this saint is not reincarnation, but I am a saint, and I will hand over Xuanyuan sword obediently and spare you not to die."
Hearing the words of the corpse, Lu Yi's heart was shaken up. This guy is not the Samsara Sword Master, but why is he in the tomb of the Samsara Sword Saint?
Is it just for that two-life flower?
"Boy, give me Xuanyuanjian." The corpse shouted.
Lu Yi remained unmoved, and asked, "Why are you in the tomb of Senior Samsara Sword Saint?"
"I don't have the patience to answer your question. If you don't give it, then I will take it myself." After the corpse said, a finger flicked and a sword air shot out.
Worthy of being a sword master, there is the power of broken void between the gestures, and the sword aura seems to be about to break through the sky.
Lu Yi and Huang Wu were confined in place, unable to escape and resist at all. Before the sword energy arrived, they were stunned by the powerful sword intent.
This was done deliberately by the corpse.
The corpse withdrew its sword energy, and said with a smile: "When the Xuanyuan Sword is dug out from your eyes, Ben Sheng will kill you again." After speaking, he reached out and grabbed it at Lu Yi.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a golden fist slammed into the palm of the corpse.
boom!
The fist and the palm collided, the corpse flew upside down for hundreds of miles, with a shocked expression on his face, he shouted, "Who?"
A giant golden coffin appeared in the sky, and a phantom stood on the coffin, with an invincible majesty.
After watching the corpse for a long time, he asked uncertainly: "You, you are... Dragon King?"
"It's this seat." The phantom voice contained the momentum of dominating the world.
"Aren't you dead?" The corpse asked in surprise.
"Aren't you dead?" Dragon Sovereign said coldly: "In front of this seat, you don't want to pretend to be a ghost."
"Do you know who I am?" the corpse asked.
"If this seat is not dim-eyed, you should be the ghost sword master of the Sword God Temple!" said the Dragon Emperor.
"Senior Dragon Sovereign really has good eyesight." The corpse laughed, and then, he changed his body, and a thin old man in black appeared.
This is his deity. The previous appearance of the corpse was just a disguise.
"You are here not just for the sake of two generations?" Dragon Emperor asked.
"What do Senior Dragon Sovereign think I do for?" Ghost Sword Saint laughed.
"The death of reincarnation has something to do with you?" As soon as the Dragon Emperor said this, the smile on Ghost Sword God's face suddenly stiffened.
"It seems that my guess is correct. Is this your idea or the idea of ​​the Sword God?" The Dragon Emperor finished speaking, and then said: "It seems that it was the Sword God's idea. Only he has such great ambition. You are just an executor! Are you?"
"Senior Long Sovereign knows everything, so he asked me what to do!" Murderous intent appeared in the eyes of Ghost Sword Saint.
"What does the sword want to do? Does he want to unify the realm of cultivation?" The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly: "If the sword has the world in his heart, it is for the future of the human race, this seat has nothing to say, but he will destroy the Shushan Sword Sect , Killing reincarnation, what does this mean?"
"How would I know the thoughts of the Sword God? If Senior Dragon Sovereign is interested, you might as well go to the Sword God Temple and ask the Sword God in person."
"This seat of the Sword God Temple will be there sooner or later, but right now, you dare to attack the person I choose, do you think this seat does not exist?" The Dragon Emperor's voice was extremely cold.
Ghost Sword Saint stared at Lu Yi who had fainted, and said with a smile: "Tsk tusk tusk, I didn't expect that the majestic Dragon Sovereign would protect the way for a younger generation, it's interesting!"