The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 897: Sky Sword

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Shoo!

The red light suddenly appeared, and the water splashed!

Along with waves of light, swaying through the void, a sharp crimson sword light suddenly rushed out of the water pavilion, and the target was directed at Zhuo Fan. The biting murderous aura, like cones of ice, Before it was near, he had already stabbed him with pain, and suddenly there was a feeling that his skin was about to crack!

This is... a holy soldier?

The pupils of his eyes couldn't help shrinking fiercely, and Zhuo Fan couldn't help but get horrified, and his fists couldn't help but clenched tightly.

This is not the first time he saw Saint Soldier. He had been injured by the Sky Sword as early as in Shuanglongyuan. That was a force that even his invincible unicorn arm could not stop. Its cutting iron is like mud, even the hardest thing in the world, it is difficult to face its edge!

I think it must be the breath of the holy beast on him again, and he has recruited the holy soldier. And the only thing that can suppress it is his own Kongming Divine Eye.

After all, these holy soldiers were forged by the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Sword. Faced with the power of the master, they would never dare to do anything more presumptuous. It's just that if he is alone, it's okay, but now there are three other people around him. If he suppresses the Holy Soldiers casually, wouldn't he immediately expose his strength?

So far, everything he has done has been in vain!

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan's heart couldn't stop pulling up, hesitating not knowing how to move.

Seeing that the crimson sword light was getting closer, but it was immediately caught in a dilemma. However, there was a golden streamer flashing in his right pupil from time to time, ready to save his life at any time.

No, even if you reveal your strength, you must first save your life from the Holy Soldier...

"I'm so daring, I am here today, what are you doing here, why don't you go back soon?" However, at this moment, an angry scream suddenly sounded. Turning to see, it was Shangguan Feiyun undoubtedly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but laugh, helplessly shook his head, showing disdain on his face.

He wouldn't believe that Shangguan Feiyun and the others would have a way to stop this rioting holy soldier.

Although they are masters of the Guiyuan realm, standing at the pinnacle of the mortal ranks, they are still mortals after all. How can they be led to the action of the holy soldiers? They are forged by masters in the emperor realm, and it is a great deal of face to be able to make you a hand weapon.

You don't treat people like your ancestors, but you open your mouth and drink, and it's strange that people care about you. You know, they are six-rank sage soldiers, not ordinary spiritual soldiers, they are also dignified.

However, what happened next caused Zhuo Fan to be stunned, and even he never thought that this is something that people of the mortal rank can do...

Squeak!

The crimson sword body couldn't help but stagnate slightly, the sword light stopped in the void immediately, trembling slightly, but it didn't move forward anymore, it actually obeyed Shangguan Feiyun's order.

The brows trembled violently, and Zhuo Fan was shocked. How could this... be possible?

The Sixth Rank Saint Soldier actually succumbed to a mortal rank...Big Brother, you are a Saint Soldier forged by a master in the Emperor Realm. You are so extraordinary. Why are you so depraved, you actually listen to a Guiyuan mirror repairer? The command?

Where is your dignity, how about your jealousy, is it because you have lost everything because you have fallen away?

The eyelids were shaking uncontrollably, Zhuo Fan looked at all this blankly, his complexion a little bit complicated. He was able to conquer the Sky Sword at the beginning, or replaced his natal Blood Infant with its Soul Sword, and he finally received it.

But now, it seems that Shangguan Feiyun has done more thoroughly, and even the sword soul has surrendered and is willing to submit to him. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stop one by one, and the sword would stop obediently.

However, this made him a little puzzled. Is the saint soldier forged by a master in the emperor realm so easy to surrender? Even this sage soldier violated the order of the Heavenly Emperor to chase and kill the sacred beast, and was ordered by Shangguan Feiyun to stop?

Zhuo Fan was puzzled, his face was full of doubts, and he stood there blankly.

Shangguan Feiyun raised his eyes and looked at him, thinking he was frightened, he couldn't help laughing loudly, and clasped his fists to apologize: "Hahaha...Master Gu, I'm sorry, this sword is the treasure of my Dongzhou, soaring to the sky. It needs to be cultivated in a place with abundant spiritual energy. So I placed it in this Langhuan Water Pavilion, and added the Holy Spirit Mine for its cultivation. Unlike ordinary spiritual soldiers, this magical soldier is quite spiritual, and it is difficult for outsiders to get close. For it. This time I must have felt the vitality, a little horrified, suddenly rushed out, frightened the master, and Wang Haihan!"

"Where, where, today I have the honor to witness the Dongzhou Shenbing, the soaring sword, it should be an honor, ha ha ha..." Nodded slightly, Zhuo Fan gave a faint smile, disregarding it.

A wicked smile crossed the corner of the mouth, Shangguan Feiyun and Baili Jingwei looked at each other, both nodding tacitly.

In this way, the position of the soaring sword is also leaked out, just wait for the other party to come to the door, hum hum...

Om!

However, before everyone's smiles on each other's faces were put away, an invisible spatial fluctuation sounded from the red sword light again. Immediately afterwards, that soaring sword actually ignored Shangguan Feiyun’s orders, and rushed towards Zhuo Fan again. That monstrous killing intent pressed on Zhuo Fan’s face incomparably. He immediately suppressed his breath, and his face instantly turned pale.

The pupils couldn't help but condensed, Shangguan Feiyun didn't seem to have expected this to happen, so he couldn't help but shout out again: "Sword to the sky, stop, this is my guest!"

Ding!

There were bursts of crisp noises, as if they were rejection, the soaring sword still rushed towards Zhuo Fan without delay, and the killing intent on the sword became much stronger!

"Damn, this king told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

Finally showed an angry expression on his face. Before the soaring sword came to Zhuo Fan, Shangguan Feiyun had already put his fingers together. With a wave of his hand, a strong sword aura suddenly rushed out, ruthlessly. It slammed into the body of the soaring sword.

Touch!

It's like a thunderstorm, tearing the ground apart. The powerful pressure, like a shock wave, scattered in all directions, instantly spreading throughout the entire Feiyun Palace, deafening.

The guards in the palace suddenly heard such a loud noise coming into the lungs, and they couldn't help covering their ears tightly, with a splitting headache, and the blood flowed out of the seven orifices unstoppable. Some of the low-level strengths were shocked to death on the spot, not a few.

And those masters in the Royal Palace’s soul-melting soul return to the original realm are even like this. Zhuo Fan and Baili Jingwei, who are so close to the loud noise, are not to mention.

Fortunately, Dan Qingsheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly blocked them. With a wave of his hand, a breeze swept across, and the powerful aftermath was dissipated.

But even so, Zhuo Fan's eyebrows couldn't help trembling, and his eyes were full of surprises at the strange scene ahead. But he was not shocked, but shocked.

Because that soaring sword was actually restrained by Shangguan Feiyun's sword. Standing in the void, trembling the sword body, unable to move!

This... how is it possible?

In Zhuo Fan's heart, the second cry after seeing this soaring sword.

If you know how powerful this holy soldier is, you can imagine how powerful it is to see its sword energy pierce the unicorn arm of the holy beast's body. But now, this holy soldier was actually trapped by another person's sword gang, which immediately made Zhuo Fan unacceptable.

Could it be said that the power of this sword has already surpassed the power of this holy soldier?

This... is too incredible, after all, this is forged by an emperor realm master. Moreover, even if it was not made by a master in the emperor realm, it would be a sixth-rank sage soldier, wouldn't it be so weak, would it be difficult to extricate itself from being trapped by a mortal?

But the fact is that the former No. 1 master of Eastern State, Feiyun Sword King, has the ability to control the Saints like this. It is completely different from Zhuo Fan's opportunistic use of the Heavenly Emperor's magical powers to trap the Saints!

Buzzing...

The whispering sound continued, and the sword body of the soaring sword couldn't stop trembling, stalemate in the void, but obviously, it slowly became weak.

Looking at it coldly, Shangguan Feiyun still held his fingers in front of him, unconsciously snorted: "You're weak, then go back and cultivate, don't come out to make trouble again, and startle Ben. Wang Guike!"

Speaking, Shangguan Feiyun waved his hand and touched it, and the soaring sword was immediately bounced back by a huge force. The volley reversed a few times, and once again disappeared into the water pavilion, and lost his breath.

He let out a long sigh of breath, Zhuo Fan watched everything come to an end safely, then took a deep look at Shangguan Feiyun, secretly admiring. As expected to be the number one master in Dongzhou, his strength is unfathomable!

"Master Gu, everybody, sorry, I just didn’t know what was going on with this Excalibur. It disturbed everybody. I swept everybody Yaxing. Hope everybody, Haihan!" He raised his hand and waved his sleeves, Shangguan Feiyun turned around and looked at everyone. , Clasped his fists deeply and apologized.

Waving his hand noncommitantly, Baili Jingwei laughed: "Where, most of the gods have weird temperaments. It seems that we came abruptly today and ran into the realm of the soaring gods sword. We should apologize. And, if it weren't there. With such an appearance today, how can we be fortunate to see Feiyun Sword King personally take action, feasting our eyes. Feiyun Sword King’s soaring sword power is really getting deeper and deeper, hahaha..."

"Master Prime Minister, don't want to make fun of you, this time I disturbed you, it is the king's fault!"

Slowly shook his hand, Shangguan Feiyun laughed again and again, then looked at Zhuo Fan and said, "Especially Master Gu, which shocked you. It just so happens that the guest room has been arranged for the master, and the master will not go back to the room now. After taking a break, the king of Ming Japan will take the master to visit the garden, so as to increase the sense of intimacy!"

A deep bow to Feiyun, the senior official, Zhuo Fan's expression is indeed a little ugly, but he still forced a smile on his face and said: "Master Sword King is polite, since that's the case, it is better to be respectful than fate, we will talk about it tomorrow!" /

Hearing this, the other three also bowed slightly, and Dan Qingsheng took the opportunity to say: "I will send Master Gu back to the room to rest!"

No doubt about him, Baili Jingwei nodded lightly.

When I saw Zhuo Fan's two figures drifting away, and finally disappeared completely, Baili Jingwei couldn't help but chuckle, looking at the official Feiyun complaining: "Feiyun Sword King, I just want to Let you take the opportunity to reveal the location of the soaring sword to the ancient master, let him complete the map, and attract the thieves. If you are scared of something, where can you find another person who has the opportunity to ascend the throne of the mainland's first alchemist?"

"Prime Minister Baili, this is not what I did!" However, Shangguan Feiyun frowned when he heard it, with a look of incomprehension.

For a moment, Baili Jingwei couldn't help wondering: "It wasn't you who did it, who else could it be? The entire Feiyun Palace, only you can command the soaring sword!"

"Yes, but the blame is here!"

Same puzzled, Shangguan Feiyun sighed: "This king actually took him to visit Langhuan Water Pavilion, and took the opportunity to show him the soaring sword. Who would have thought that for some reason, this sword is actually his own I rushed out to kill the ancient master. And the killing intent was so strong that I didn't even listen to the old man's orders. This situation is unprecedented!"

The brows can't help but shake, Baili Jingwei heard it, but also showed a suspicious look, pondered a little, and guessed: "Could it be... really because I saw strangers that the hostility appeared?"

"There have been too many people in the palace, but none of them has been chased so thoroughly by the soaring sword like today. What is going on?"

Gently biting his teeth, Shangguan Feiyun took a light breath, but the confusion in his eyes became much more...