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Chapter 160 The Sword Reminisces about the Past

"what?"

Li Muchen, who was still in a confused state, was unconsciously shaken by the strange shaking and his ankles were numb.

"What kind of magic is this? Is that person not going to stop? No...he doesn't seem like the type to do such troublesome things. If he wanted to do it, he would have killed me long ago."

Li Muchen was a little surprised, but he really couldn't stand these successive changes, so he had to temporarily climb up from the rocky ground to a higher place on the mountain to weaken the feeling of the earthquake. He soon found a high-level rock in the distance, and he lay on it and quietly looked down.

The sound and vibration just now seemed to come from below. If you go down, you will definitely hit it. The top of the cliff should be the only place to hide.

What will happen this time?
……

At this moment, in this area below.

There was a long sword stained with blood, covered with extremely powerful magic power, and it was being dragged on the rocky ground.

Every inch it is dragged out, the long sword pours the long-established mana deep in it towards the point where the sword tip touches. The mana is like a dragon from the sky that reverses and rushes down, like a thunderbolt. Luo Chang drove straight in, and suddenly rushed into the center of the earth. The mana that immediately overflowed caused the ground to tremble, causing the soil in Sihe to be stirred and trembling like a giant dragon and the clouds beside thunder.

With every step he takes, the giant dragon will arouse a roar, the thunder will explode with a roar, and the cloud-like rocky ground will violently shake, causing all creatures within a few miles to be frightened and retreat, waiting for the sky. Punishment is coming.

However, there is no natural punishment, only man-made punishment.

Because there are two large gilt characters clearly engraved on the sword's hilt——

kingship.

Holding the King Quan Sword in his hand, King Quan Hegemony's hair is disheveled, his unkempt beard grows untidy and wantonly, and there is a little dust and mud on his face but he doesn't seem to care.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the road in front of him, but he didn't seem to look carefully. His bloodshot eyes seemed to be staring at a void and nothingness.

He had lost count of how many days he hadn't slept. He didn't know what he had eaten recently. He just felt that whatever he was doing was just for convenience, and there was even a fishy smell at the corner of his mouth.

He forgot how many monsters he had killed in the past few days, and many of them were probably nameless ghosts, but he tried his best to maintain his sanity and not attack humans.

Even if he is dealing with an unarmed little demon, he will treat the opponent as a demon emperor level strongman without reservation. Every time he raises his hand, he will think about the sword move at least five steps back in advance, even if any of them Even with any move, he can instantly kill strong men who are thousands of times more powerful than those monsters.

All this in order to one day reunite with that man.

Where is that man now?King Power Hegemony doesn’t know.

He doesn't care about his condition or life. He only knows that when his sword skills are perfected, he enters a state of selflessness, and devotes himself to the sword, only then can the mysterious man wearing a mask give his strength and self. The sword moves that have been practiced for many years are perfectly integrated.

Reaching this state is what the royal hegemony is currently pursuing.

And now, the royal hegemony has finally reached this stage amidst these hellish Shura-like ascetics.

He often forgets that he is a member of the Royal Quan clan, and often forgets that his sword move is called King Quan Sword Intention. When the name is shouted out by him with the surge of mana, the name has become instinct and Intuitive things have lost any original meaning.

At the same time, it was only in this state of forgetting himself that the chop he made truly satisfied him, and he truly felt that his power was approaching its peak.

If possible, how much King Quan Hegemony hopes to see that man right now, to see if he is in the extreme state of risking everything, is it enough to make his eyelids twitch?
Suddenly, King Quan Hegemony's gaze looked towards the bottom of the mountains not far away.

"who is it…"

Just relying on the intuition trained in swordsmanship, King Quan Hegemony has already judged the strange atmosphere nearby.There were people nearby, including Taoists who did not stagger away even if they were affected by his magic power.

One step, two steps, three steps, ten steps.

A Taoist appeared in front of King Quan Hegemony, a Taoist he would never forget in his life.

It's hard to say that my mood at this moment was exciting or surging. Instead, it was surprisingly calm, so calm that it was terrifying.

When all the value of a life is bet on something, and when faced with the outcome of the matter, no matter what the outcome is, you will feel as calm as facing death.

"Lin Ye, you're fine."

Lin Ye's pupils dilated slightly, then shrunk back to their original shape after a moment, and he simply said:

"What a coincidence."

"Yeah, that's always the case with fate."

"You're not the same as before."

"It's not bad to hear you say that."

Although he was speaking to boring words that were completely devoid of any salt, the tiger in the heart of King Quan Hegemony was already sharpening his claws.

At this moment, all the twelve meridians and fifty extra meridians in Wang Quan Hegemon's body have been unblocked and wide open, greedily absorbing the extremely deep magic power in his body into his body.

Maybe in the next second, this tiger will leap up from the grass in front of him, crush the prey's arms with its claws falling from the sky, and then pierce its neck with its canine teeth.

Staring at the King Quan Sword of King Quan Hegemony, Lin Ye always maintained a state of searching for demonic energy, and there was a ripple in his heart.

Because this is obviously not a development in the original work.

The strength of King Quan Hegemony, after using the King Quan Sword, can only barely rank among the Little Demon Emperors at best. Even his eldest son Wang Quan Fugui, who is stronger than him, will not be able to gain much advantage in a fight with a strong person at the level of Demon Emperor.

But now the magic power revealed in his sword is more than just that of the Little Demon Emperor?
Even if the two demon emperors Shi Kuan and Huan Du Qingtian join forces to help, they may not be able to suppress the magic power of this sword. Even the magic power of Tushan Honghong's insulating claws cannot capture and destroy the number one magic weapon in the world. While the spell is sharp, it will definitely be severely injured due to the pure mana.

This is not the royal sword in Lin Ye's impression, nor is it the royal hegemony in Lin Ye's impression - his current strength has already surpassed the realm of the Demon Emperor and reached the extremely high level of the Great Demon Emperor.

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

King Quan Hegemony simply dropped a sentence full of murderous intent.

"It's been so lively since the beginning, why don't we talk more about old times?"

"Let the sword speak for us."

Looking at King Quan Hegemon with red eyes, Lin Ye seemed to feel that the knife behind his back was trembling with excitement, as if he had found another extremely delicious feast since Shi Kuan, and he couldn't wait to leave Lin Ye's side. A gluttonous meal.

Gently untying the rope, the moment the mana on it fell away from Lin Ye's control————

The royal hegemony disappeared.

(End of this chapter)