The old faker made the Chaos Emperor feel pressured.
However, it was impossible for him to retreat just like that.
As an Emperor, if he was scared off by someone else's words, it could not be described as a disgrace, but an absurdity.
"In that case … please."
The Chaos Emperor raised his hand, and a bright yellow sword light, which was three meters long and dazzling, was condensed by countless unique Emperor Taoism runes. There was not much killing intent or power fluctuation in it, but the moment the sword was formed, the void within a thousand meters seemed to be frozen and then twisted.
That was the Sword of Emperor Path.
The old faker grinned and opened his mouth again.
That bright yellow sword light was sucked into his mouth without any suspense.
"What?"
The Chaos Emperor was shocked.
But his reaction was much faster than that of the Godly Thunder in the Ninth Heaven. The next moment, hundreds of bright yellow light swords appeared in front of him. The hilts of the swords faced inward, and the tips faced outward. They instantly formed a sword screen in front of him.
At this time, the old faker opened his mouth again, and a sword light came out of it.
Compared to when he swallowed it, the sword light was even more terrifying.
Boom!
The sword screen collapsed.
The broken swords that filled the sky were like a meteor shower, scattering in all directions.
How horrible the aftermath of the battle between Emperor Path experts was!
Just the aftermath of a fragment was enough to destroy the surrounding planets. But at the same time, the energy of a vague tactical deployment surged in the void of the solar system, and the fragments of the sword rain finally melted and disappeared like ice falling into magma.
The Chaos Emperor took a step back in the air.
"Good."
His eyes burst out a bright light, and his gaze was like a divine sword.
"I didn't expect there to be a real dragon in this Star Graveyard."
The Chaos Emperor stirred his mind, and a bright yellow long sword appeared in the void behind him, slowly rose, and quickly expanded. In the twinkling of an eye, it was a thousand meters long and fifty meters wide, like a bright yellow divine pillar, illuminating the void within a radius of hundreds of miles, taking away the glory of the sun.
Li Mu was shocked.
Such a Sword Dao Divine Art was like an immortal demon.
Countless living beings on Earth felt as if a new sun had risen in the sky, shining down on the sun's radiance. Although they could only see a speck of light due to the distance, now that the spirit qi on Earth had recovered and there were countless martial arts cultivators, they naturally understood what this astronomical phenomenon represented.
"Again."
The Chaos Emperor let out a loud roar. He pressed his fingers together like a sword and slashed downwards.
Wherever the sword peak went, the void seemed to be split into two.
It was as if the entire universe had been sliced apart.
Li Mu looked at the old faker.
Don't tell me you're going to perform the act of swallowing a long sword again?
To everyone's surprise, the old faker was really good at this. He stretched his neck quickly on the spot, and a cracking sound like that of an old man suffering from cervical spondylosis came out. Then he opened his mouth and inhaled again.
The giant bright yellow sword that could split the sky and earth instantly softened like a cloud of smoke. Then, it was sucked into the old faker's mouth completely.
The old faker puffed his cheeks as if he was chewing something. His face was flushed as if he had drunk fine wine. Then, with a laugh, he opened his mouth and shot out a beam of yellow light!
The Chaos Emperor was shocked, but he had already reacted when the bright yellow giant sword was swallowed. He took out the porcelain bowl. As it spun, a large amount of bright yellow mist overflowed, twisting like a whirlpool in the sea, directly absorbing the yellow light spurted out by the old faker.
"This bowl is good. I seem to have seen it somewhere." The old faker's eyes lit up as he stared at the porcelain bowl.
The Chaos Emperor rotated the porcelain bowl and let it float above his head. He said, "Who on earth are you? How could you master the legendary forbidden Sky Swallowing Skill?"
The old faker didn't mean to answer him at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "Haha, I know who you are. How dare you show up. However, you are no match for me alone. Let the other two come out."
"You …"
As soon as the old faker said that, the Chaos Emperor's face changed dramatically as if he had suffered a heavy blow. He took three steps back in the void and looked horrified. He stared at the old faker as if he had seen a ghost and asked, "Who … who on earth are you?"
"It seems that the old faker is right." The old faker's smile became more and more complacent, without the slightest demeanor of a master. He said, "Your master was just my peer in those days. You guys are not as good as me. Let's go. How long can you maintain your cultivation in the Emperor's Way after swallowing a mouthful of Primordial Qi?"
The Chaos Emperor's heart was in turmoil.
The wretched old man with yellow teeth in front of him obviously didn't have a strong cultivation aura. He racked his brains but couldn't remember when there was such a person who could see through his past. But no matter what, the old man broke his two sword strikes and pointed out his origin and the source of his cultivation, which made the Chaos Emperor want to retreat.
But he knew that he couldn't retreat just like that.
Because his identity and origin were the biggest secret. At this time, there should be only four people who knew it, including himself, but definitely not the person in front of him. "Oh, right, could it be …"
"Are you the traitor who deceived your master and killed your ancestors?" The Chaos Emperor's face suddenly revealed a look of hatred, but then a trace of doubt appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "No, you can't be him. A fanatic like him would never turn himself into such a filthy image … Who on earth are you? Why do you know so much? "
"Amitabha … Amitabha, my divine eyes are peerless. I know everything from millions of years ago to millions of years ago. No matter how hidden it is, for me, it's like looking at the lines on my palm." The old faker suddenly looked serious, and a rare aura of Taoist Sense circulated around him. He said, "There is nothing in this world that I don't know."
Li Mu suddenly felt that the old faker's expression was a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that the old faker used to pretend to be mysterious like this when he cheated people of money by performing religious rites.
But the Chaos Emperor was still intimidated.
He looked at the old faker with an unprecedented seriousness, gritted his teeth, and said, "Senior, since you are so powerful, you might as well take another sword strike from me. If you can still resolve my swordsmanship, from now on, I will never set foot in the Star Graveyard and will retreat."
The old faker sneered and said, "You won't give up until you die … Just now, I showed you mercy because you are a junior of my old friend. But this time, I won't be merciful."
"Sorry to offend you."
The Chaos Emperor shouted and activated a secret technique. Bright yellow divine light flowed in the porcelain bowl above his head. Finally, a divine sword slowly emerged from the porcelain bowl. The ancient brass qi flowed crazily. It was actually a real sword. It seemed to be a relic of the Divine Race from the ancient space-time, surging with the aura of passing time.
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