Chapter 1057

Two Emperor Weapons

When the white longsword appeared in front of the crowd, a majestic force gushed out like a stormy sea. The immense pressure and peerless power caused the surrounding space to become extremely unstable.

The surface of the white longsword shone with a divine light. Waves of milky white halos rotated on the surface of the sword. It was like the halos contained in the sun. It was dazzling and could not be looked at directly. Under the milky white halos, there was a solemn and powerful aura. It was like a high and mighty emperor.

"That's … the Xiao Yao Sword?

It's actually the Xiao Yao Sword that belonged to the first Sect Master of the Xiao Yao Sect? "

Some of the sharp-eyed people in the square immediately recognized the white longsword in the palm of the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master. The first Sect Master of the Xiao Yao Sect was a legendary figure in West Path City. There were countless rumors about his sword, the Xiao Yao Sword.

It was said that when West Path City was first built, there were three Emperor Realm cultivators who coveted this place. They joined forces to kill the first Patriarch of the Carefree Sect. However, the first Patriarch of the Carefree Sect held the Carefree Sword in his hand and fought against the three Emperor Realm cultivators alone. In the end, the three Emperor Realm cultivators were defeated and fled in panic.

Although it had been a long time, the Xiao Yao Sword was still very famous in West Path City. Even now, many people still talked about the Xiao Yao Sword. However, since the first Sect Master of the Xiao Yao Sect left after establishing the Xiao Yao Sect, the Xiao Yao Sword had completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

All the cultivators in West Path City thought that the Unfettered Sword had been taken away by the First Patriarch of the Unfettered Sect. They had never thought that it would be left in the Unfettered Sect. Moreover, the people of the Unfettered Sect had hidden the Unfettered Sword in the statue of the First Patriarch.

"Emperor Weapon?"

Zhuowen also heard the discussion below. He stared at the white longsword in the hand of the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master. The longsword gave him a faint sense of danger. Zhuowen had felt this feeling from Emperor Qing's Peach Blossom Origin Painting and Murderous Abstinence Blade.

Now, he felt a familiar sense of danger from the Xiao Yao Sword. Obviously, the Xiao Yao Sword was an Emperor Weapon. After all, it was the sword of the first Sect Master of the Xiao Yao Sect. The sword of a Emperor Realm cultivator naturally had to be an Emperor Weapon.

"Not good!

It's a Monarch weapon. The Xiaoyao Sect has a Monarch weapon? "Mo Lingtian, who was standing at the edge of the square, couldn't help but shriek.

... what should we do?

Although Brother Zhuo is very strong, he's at most on par with the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master. Now that the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master has an Emperor Weapon, Brother Zhuo doesn't have such a powerful weapon. The two of them are not on equal footing, "Jia Nan said anxiously.

Gatha and Xuan Xing were also worried. Originally, when Zhuowen killed the five Elders of the Xiao Yao Sect, the four of them had felt the dawn of victory. Now that the Xiao Yao Sword had appeared, their hearts sank to the bottom.

"This young man is already very extraordinary. He can actually force the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master to this extent. I'm afraid that even if he dies under the Xiao Yao Sword, he will die in peace."

"Not only did he kill the first disciple of the Xiao Yao Sect, Bai Yixue, but he also killed the five Elders of the Xiao Yao Sect. Even if he dies at the hands of the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master, I'm afraid his name will spread throughout the entire West Path City. Even the entire Excellent Spirit Island will spread his name."

When the Xiao Yao Sword appeared, everyone in the Xiao Yao Square involuntarily looked at the red-haired, red-eyed young man standing on the other side of the void. Everyone's eyes were filled with a trace of pity.

The battle strength that Zhuo Wen had displayed had truly shocked everyone in the square. They were all able to predict that if Zhuo Wen did not die, with the talent and strength that he had displayed, his future would be limitless. However, he was about to die under the Unfettered Sword.

No one even thought that Zhuowen was lucky, because a Peak Heavenly Master with an Emperor Weapon could unleash a terrifying battle prowess. Perhaps he still wasn't a match for a Martial Emperor, but at least he already had a part of the Martial Emperor's power.

Below the Martial Emperor Realm, all are ants. This was a popular saying in the Heavenly Armor Continent, which perfectly explained the power and terror of a Martial Emperor. No matter how monstrous one's talent was, or how powerful one's strength was, in front of a Martial Emperor, one was a complete ant.

Even though the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master couldn't fully unleash the Martial Emperor's power with the Xiao Yao Sword, even a part of its power was extremely terrifying. Even a Peak Heavenly Master would perish in the hands of the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master.

At that moment, the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master looked high-spirited and high-spirited. His hair was fluttering in the wind, making him look like a celestial being.

The Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect noticed that everybody was looking at him with different expressions. Some were surprised, some were jealous, some were self-abased, some were in awe. The Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect was satisfied with all the negative emotions. He smiled faintly.

At that moment, he was high up in the air, enjoying the attention of the crowd. The Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master was very satisfied.

Then, he looked past the crowd and landed on the young man who had injured the Unfettered Sect. He wanted to see all kinds of negative emotions in the young man's eyes.

However, when the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master looked at Zhuowen, his face stiffened.

Because he didn't see the slightest trace of unusual emotion in Zhuo Wen's eyes. There was only that indifferent expression from the beginning to the end, as if there was nothing in the world that could make this pair of indifferent eyes reveal any other unusual splendor.

Zhuowen looked cold and indifferent. He was as calm as water.

"You're truly able to keep your composure. You're actually able to pretend to be so calm before the might of an Emperor Weapon. However, you can continue to pretend as much as you can now. Let's see if you can still pretend to be so calm when this old man kills you later."

Said the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect mockingly. He couldn't help but laugh at Zhuo Wen.

"Are you done talking?

If you're done, come here and die, "said Zhuowen indifferently, ignoring the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master's mockery.

The Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master's face stiffened again. Then, his face turned red and he shouted furiously, "You've got balls. We're already at this stage and you still dare to provoke me? Good, good, good!

Today, I'll make you wish you were dead. You'll regret living in this world. "

Then, the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master stomped on the ground and shot towards Zhuowen like a cannonball. The Xiao Yao Sword in his hand was dazzling. At that moment, the Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master looked like he was holding the sun.

"He's really tired of living. The Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master has a Great Imperial Weapon like the Xiao Yao Sword and he dares to provoke him. He's really reckless."

Everybody was astonished. Zhuo Wen's behavior was beyond their expectations. Of course, after being astonished for a while, they started to gloat. That young man had dared to provoke the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect. That was a stupid thing to do.

"Brother Mo!

What should we do now?

The Xiao Yao Sect's Sect Master with the Xiao Yao Sword is too strong. Brother Zhuo is in danger. "

Jia Nan leaped up anxiously, and he actually intended to flash towards Zhuo Wen. However, Mo Lingtian stopped him, and Mo Lingtian said with a solemn expression, "You're mad!

With your cultivation level, you're going to die! "

"Then are we just going to sit here and wait for our deaths and watch as Big Brother Zhuo is killed?" Canaan roared out.

"Jia Nan!

Don't worry. Can't you see that Brother Zhuo looks calm?

From what I can see, Brother Zhuo, you must have some trump cards that you don't fear the Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so calm, "said Mo Lingtian.

Jia Nan was stunned, and then he calmed down. Mo Lingtian's analysis was correct. Zhuo Wen was too calm right now, calm to the point of being terrifying. Clearly, Zhuo Wen might have some sort of powerful trump card up his sleeve.

Besides, Jia Nan's cultivation level was low. If he went up, he would only be a burden to Zhuowen.

"Let's just wait and see.

If Brother Zhuo can't defeat him, we'll all die together. "

Mo Lingtian slowly raised his head at this moment, and his gaze focused on Zhuo Wen's tall and straight back as he muttered in a low voice.

Jia Nan, Gatha and Xuan Xing nodded. They were also looking at Zhuowen's back. They were ready to die.

Whoosh!

The Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect arrived in front of Zhuo Wen. His eyes were filled with dazzling lights. He smiled cruelly and slowly raised his right hand. His Xiao Yao Sword was shining brighter and brighter as if it was going to disperse all the darkness in the sky.

The patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. He knew that the young man with red hair was going to die under that sword. He was definitely going to die.

"That's what you get for provoking the Xiao Yao Sect. Now, you're going to pay with your life." said the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect. He was laughing like a maniac.

"Do you think you can kill me with just an Emperor weapon?"

At this moment, Zhuo Wen also raised his head. His blood-red eyes were still as cold as a demon's as he slowly spoke in an indifferent voice.

"You're really stubborn. You've already reached this point, yet you still think that I can't kill you?

You're delusional. "

Said the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect smiling coldly. He raised his Xiao Yao Sword above his head and a milky white light appeared. It looked like the sun was about to explode, and lava was pouring out of the sword.

"Of course you can't kill me because you're not the only one who has a Great Imperial weapon. I have one too."

As he spoke, a torrential killing intent surged out of Zhuo Zhengwen's body. Soon after, a blood-red blade slashed through the air. A torrential pressure came crashing down, as if mountains were descending from the sky.