Super Evil Emperor

At this moment, a man's voice sounded from the temple.    

Following which, a man dressed in a purple brocade robe slowly walked out of the Taoist temple.    

Yang Xie looked over, and his pupils contracted slightly. He saw that on the shoulder of the man in the purple robe, there was a palm-sized purple Little Marten, and it was actually the 'purple ferret'.    

Looking at his cultivation, even though the other party was only at Small Perfection of the Celestial Realm, he gave off an extremely dangerous feeling. This feeling was even stronger than the of Spirit Realm!    

"'My Sword Sect'? That means you're a disciple of the 'My Sword Sect'? This' purple ferret 'is also yours? " Hearing the other party mention the 'My Sword Sect', Yang Xie's face changed, and he stared at the other party as he slowly spoke.    

"You sure are calm. You know that the 'purple ferret' has another master, yet you still dare to chase after it. To actually be able to kill the waste with just your Heavenly Completion Middle Stage, seems like your strength is also not bad. " The purple-robed man had a calm expression, as if Yang Xie was already like a turtle in a jar, there was nowhere for him to run.    

He was extremely confident in his own strength, and wanted him, an inner disciple of the 'My Sword Sect', to have once become an expert in Spirit Realm. Although his strength had greatly decreased, dealing with a mere Heavenly Completion Middle Stage's cultivation level was not an easy task.    

Even though the other party had killed knife-scarred man, he had never placed him in his eyes!    

Yang Xie's eyes flashed, he knew that the waste that the other party mentioned should be referring to that knife-scarred man. He swept a glance at the array in his surroundings and said indifferently: "I think this array shouldn't have been set up by you, right?"    

Even though the other party gave him a sense of danger, proving that he was powerful, he still found it hard to believe that he could lay such a powerful formation.    

There was not a single strand of spirit energy that entered the place, and it would also absorb the spirit energy from the friar's body. Logically speaking, it was impossible for there to be a friar here, but he chose to create a monastery here, which was completely illogical.    

"Could this person be trapped here for some reason?" Yang Xie's heart skipped a beat as he made a strange guess.    

Although this array wasn't set up by me, no one who enters should even think about leaving. That waste might be just a dog that I keep, but you have to see the owner to kill the dog. purple-robed man said coldly.    

"Those who enter, don't even think about leaving? In that case, it seems that you are really trapped here and unable to leave. " Hearing that, Yang Xie's eyes flashed, he felt that his guess was not wrong.    

purple-robed man's face turned cold, it was obvious that those words were painful for him.    

"Whether I can leave or not is not important. The important thing is that you must die today!"    

purple-robed man snorted, he did not see him do anything, and only heard him shout: "Sword!"    

In that moment, the longsword on his back trembled slightly, and then suddenly shot out from behind, revealing a ice crystal sword body. Under the sunlight, the sword shone with the light of the cold, and as the sword was released, a bone-piercing chill spread out.    

Before his punishment, storage bag and other objects had already been taken back by the sect, but this sword sect was the only one that had not taken them back.    

The 'My Sword Sect' has the clouds, the person is in the sword, the person is in the sword, and the death sword is destroyed!    

This sword, 'My Sword Sect', could not be retracted.    

Just at this time, the hilt of sword that was holding onto the sword in one hand, suddenly soared dramatically, and an extremely strong aura exploded out from purple-robed man's body.    

"I, Nie Yong, have stayed here for ten years. I never expected that just as I was about to escape, a friar would come. Fine, I'll let you become the first target of blood sacrifices for me, Nie Yong, in ten years! " The purple-robed man looked at Yang Xie with killing intent, as a powerful Sword Intent soared into the sky from his body, bringing about bursts of gales.    

"What a powerful Sword Intent?!" Yang Xie's face revealed a slightly serious expression. He thought to himself, as expected of the disciple of the 'My Sword Sect', this Sword Intent is far stronger than the Wang Kuang from back then.    

He did not know that the other party's cultivation had once reached the Spirit Realm. Although his realm had fallen today, the Sword Intent that he had agglomerated with still existed.    

Yang Xie clenched his right hand, and the Extinction Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, emitting waves of cold light.    

"So you also use a sword. My 'My Sword Sect' is the number one sword sect of wasteland, you actually dare to use a sword in front of me. You truly are overestimating yourself!" The moment Nie Yong saw Yang Xie brandishing out his sword, he sneered, and revealed a disdainful expression.    

The 'My Sword Sect' was established by the sword, and was viewed as the number one sect in the path of the sword by the entire wasteland. The disciples of the sect were all sword cultivators, and had long regarded themselves as the true sword sect, disdaining all other sword cultivators.    

"Doing all that?" Yang Xie said indifferently. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and an extremely powerful Sword Intent burst out from his body.    

As his cultivation became deeper, the Sword Intent Qi also became stronger.    

"Sword Intent? His aura is not bad, but the Sword Intent is lax and is unable to unleash its full power, as expected, he is just an outer sect sword cultivator, today I will let you experience what true Sword Truth is! " Nie Yong laughed condescendingly, with a wave of the longsword, the sky resounded with the sound of waves!    

The Sword-light disappeared and was replaced by a surging and surging river. It surged to the shore and the wind blew strongly to create the sound of crashing waves.    

Looking carefully, that was not even a wave, but a river formed from countless sword qi, the Long River of Sword Qi!    

A long river swept out, as though it wanted to wash Yang Xie clean!    

Yang Xie's expression slightly sank. With a cold snort, he waved his longsword and an incomparably gigantic sword beam shot out. This sword beam was over thirty meters in size, and as it streaked across the sky, it collided with the river as though it was going to tear the river apart.    

Boom!    

A sword and a river collided in the sky. The sword beam pierced through the long river, tearing the river apart. However, the long river also swallowed the sword beam, disappearing one by one.    

"He really does have some skills, but he's still lacking a bit." Nie Yong laughed sinisterly as the longsword drew a circle in the air. In the center of the circle of light, a bright moon slowly rose.    

Nie Yong waved his longsword again, and the Long River of Sword Qi surged out, dragging the bright moon with it as it moved up and down, rushing towards Yang Xie.    

Waves billowed into the sky as the bright moon shone brightly. Like a long dragon, it dragged a large mountain behind it as it rushed towards Yang Xie, as if it wanted to destroy him!    

Yang Xie's expression became heavy, he knew that this was definitely not a sacred art or an illusion. It was just a scene created by a profound sword technique, where the Sword Qi contained in the sword Sword Intent were all extremely powerful.    

Not a single one of these sword techniques were not top-notch, they could not even be found in the Daliang. And the opponent only had the cultivation of Small Perfection of the Celestial Realm, to actually possess such a sword technique, it could be seen how strong the 'My Sword Sect' was!    

Although the 'Taixuan Sword Art' that he cultivates is not inferior to his opponent's sword technique, the 'Taixuan Sword Art' strikingly and cleanly, going straight to the point, taking the power of the sword and producing a vast and vast sword, any illusionary object would be destroyed by this sword, it could be said to be the true sword of attack!    

Yang Xie slowly lifted the longsword in his hand and waved it. Strangely enough, when he slashed out this time, there was no Sword-light, nor any sword beams, as if it was just a casual swing from a mortal, ordinary and ordinary.    

But with the swing of the sword, Nie Yong felt the scenery around him suddenly changed, he was actually in the middle of the endless flames, the flames were blazing and surging, the flames releasing a hissing sound that could even tear through space!    

Infinite Flames assaulted their faces, like ten thousand swords shooting over!    

Manifestation Sword Art!    

But this strike, Yang Xie, used the Manifestation Sword Art which he had just cultivated for a short period of time. As the saying goes, when swords produce Manifestation Life, all forms are swords.    

"This is ? Manifestation Sword Art!? You aren't a disciple of the 'My Sword Sect', how could you know the 'Manifestation Sword Art' of my 'My Sword Sect'!? " Nie Yong looked around him, his expression suddenly changing as he spoke with a pale expression.    

"Kid, my 'My Sword Sect' cultivation technique is tightly guarded, forget about you, even the experts in five kinds of qi for drawing spirit can't think of secretly learning my 'My Sword Sect' cultivation technique! Speak! Where did you learn this' Manifestation Sword Art '! "    

Nie Yong shook his body and the Long River of Sword Qi came flying back. The river water surged and roared, clashing with the flames, causing countless of 'Zi Zi' sounds to ring out, the sound was not of fire and water melding, but of endless sword qi clashing together. The sword qi tore apart the space with a terrifying sound.    

The bright moon descended like the final straw, extinguishing the endless flames.    

The bright moon hung high above his head. Nie Yong looked at Yang Xie and said sternly.    

"The 'My Sword Sect' sword technique?" Yang Xie's expression was also startled, he never thought that the 'Manifestation Sword Art' he obtained would actually come from the 'My Sword Sect'.    

"Could it be that the owner of the sword is also a 'My Sword Sect'?" Yang Xie was bewildered as he thought of the dried bone s from that day.    

"You're not talking? Since you don't want to talk, then I'll have to do it myself. Wait until I break all your limbs and torture you slowly, then we will naturally know where the 'Manifestation Sword Art' comes from. " Nie Yong sneered with a hint of excitement. This' Manifestation Sword Art 'was an extremely high quality technique within the' My Sword Sect '.    

However, the sword art that he had secretly learned had long since been destroyed by the sect. The sect had cut off his memories of that technique and completely erased all memories of that technique. He couldn't even cultivate it again.    

But who would have thought that today, there would be someone who would give him a cultivation method that was no weaker than the one from before? How could this not make him happy!    

"Xue Gui! When you snitched on the sect that day, you caused me to lose that cultivation technique, and I was even imprisoned here for so many years. But have you ever thought that I would once again obtain the 'Manifestation Sword Art', and when I master this sword technique to the great perfection and recover my cultivation, you will be dead! "    

When Nie Yong thought of the expression on Xue Gui's face when he saw his in the future, his heart trembled with excitement, and his thoughts of seizing the 'Manifestation Sword Art' became even more intense.