Chapter 1272

Slowly fell in front of them, and the pale hair danced aside, revealing the withered old face, which could vaguely distinguish the face of the sword emperor. But the gullies full of black gas corrosion give people a terrible feeling.

It seems that at this moment, the old man is not the head of the eight emperors, but a devil climbing out of the abyss, which is frightening.

Seeing Zhuo fan, the sword emperor seemed not to know him. He pointed at his nose and scolded: "nonsense, I'm the head of the eight emperors and the leader of the right way. How can I kill my fellow disciples? Only the demon emperor can do such a vicious thing. I'm a modest gentleman. How can I do such absurd things? "

"Yes, Dad, there are a pile of ashes here. How do you know he slaughtered his disciples? Now I don't even have a skeleton. I can't distinguish it! "

"Look at his crazy appearance, it seems that he has practised too much!"

He raised his head and pointed to the startled eyes of the sword emperor. Zhuo fan looked at the sword boy and said, "in fact, when the five eight emperors hid with the disciples, they thought they had prepared enough materials. They didn't think of taking the disciples to practice martial arts. They were just preparing for a comeback. But greed is endless. If you practice too much, you will enlarge the demonic nature in your heart. These old guys who have run out of practice materials will practice with the lives of disciples when they are hungry and thirsty. They can't restrain their greed. "

"If they could control it, they would not be like this, and they would not risk their lives to hunt the practitioners in the city. Therefore, I am 100% sure that those disciples of the sword emperor have also been used as materials to practice Kung Fu. It's just that the old man has always advertised himself to be noble. If he does such a thing, he has been greatly stimulated. He is more crazy than Yan Huang. He doesn't even know people. He's just a walking corpse, ha ha! "

He nodded clearly, and the sword child's heart was clear: "I'll tell you, the old man's memory has become worse. He doesn't even know you, Zhuo housekeeper!"

"Housekeeper Zhuo? Who... Who is housekeeper Zhuo? "

At this time, the sword emperor shook his head and swayed around, his eyes full of confusion and surprise.

With a grin, Zhuo fan stepped forward and showed contempt: "Zhuo fan is a newcomer. In the eyes of the great swordsman, he probably never took a fancy to it. It's natural to forget it. But there is a name that the sword emperor should still remember. "

Speaking of this, Zhuo fan couldn't help pausing, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Sword emperor, do you remember my demon emperor Zhuo Yifan?"

"Zhuo... Zhuo Yifan?"

His eyelids could not stop shaking. The sword emperor waved his robe sleeve fiercely and roared: "the demon emperor Zhuo Yifan, he is not the head of the eight emperors, I am the real head of the eight emperors. He is dead, and his secret record of Jiuyou is also my own. He can no longer threaten my status. Hahaha... I can help Zhao Cheng to the eight emperors and drag him down in an instant. He is not qualified to fight with me at all. He's an idiot. He thinks he's right. I helped him up, but it's just to balance other forces. He has the ability to fart. I raised him just to deal with his master Zhuo Yifan, Jie...... "

He took a deep breath. Zhuo fan was not sad or happy. There was only endless ridicule in his eyes: "sword emperor, do you want to get the secret record of Jiuyou so much?"

"Of course, the magic emperor's skill is rare in the world. I must get it. If Zhuo Yifan doesn't give it to me, I'll let him die! "

"Congratulations, you've got it!"

"Oh, really?"

Suddenly, the sword emperor began to look up the dirty sleeves on both sides of him and giggled, "where is it? Where is my Jiuyou secret record? "

"In your heart, aren't you already practicing?"

"Oh, in my heart, I have practiced it? Hahaha... I've done it? " He couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and the sword emperor saw that he was crazy: "I practiced Jiuyou secret record. I am the demon emperor, the master of the world and invincible. The seven holy mountains are nothing but crawling under my feet, ha ha... "

"Yes, you are invincible. No one is your opponent. There is only one person above you. You can't beat him forever!"

"Who?" When his pupils coagulated, the sword emperor stared at Zhuo fan with a fierce light on his face.

With a smile, Zhuo Fan said, "I!"

"You? Who are you? "

"Demon emperor, Zhuo Yifan!" His eyes were fixed, and Zhuo fan made a faint sound.

what?

The body couldn't stop shaking. The sword emperor was so frightened that he took two steps back and looked at him strangely: "it's impossible. The demon emperor Zhuo Yifan has long died and can't live again!"

"You are wrong. The demon emperor Zhuo Yifan is standing in front of you. As long as there is Zhuo Yifan, your sword emperor aochangtian will always be the second child of ten thousand years, which can't compare with him! "

"It's impossible. I've practiced Jiuyou secret record. I'm the devil emperor. The devil emperor is no longer my opponent!"

"You're wrong. The demon emperor has also practiced Jiuyou secret record, and it's above you. You... Are still ten thousand years old, but you can't surpass this line! "

Ah!

He couldn't help roaring up to the sky. The sword emperor's eyes turned red and showed his teeth. His eyes were full of unwilling color. Then he looked at Zhuo fan and was full of killing intention. Shua, he rushed to him with a black sword in his hand and stabbed Zhuo fan in the face: "Zhuo Yifan, you must die. Only when you die, I am the real head of the eight emperors and the first in the world! "

Ding!

However, his unparalleled sword has not yet arrived, and a metal whisper has suddenly sounded. Then, the sword emperor was shocked back by a strong force. He stepped back five steps in a row before he could stop his body. When he raised his head and looked forward, he saw that in front of Zhuo fan, there was an eight or nine year old boy with a strange sneer on his mouth.

"If you want to fight my father, pass me first!"

"Who are you?"

"He is the sword emperor!" Looking at the sword emperor's surprised eyes, Zhuo fan made a faint sound, which made the sword emperor suddenly stunned and shook his head in a trance: "sword... Sword emperor? No way. He's the sword emperor. Who am I? "

"You love who is who, but you can't be called the sword emperor anymore, because you don't deserve this title!"

With a grin, Zhuo Fan said contemptuously, "the emperor of the sword, the emperor of the sword. Perhaps his strength is not the highest of the eight emperors, but it should definitely be the peak position in kendo, which is difficult for anyone to reach. But now, Ao Changtian, your Kendo has been surpassed by others. The title of jianhuang is my son's, which has nothing to do with you. You are not even the second son of ten thousand years, ha ha... "

His eyebrows shook fiercely. The sword emperor stared at them tightly. His dark face gradually flushed: "no, I'm the sword emperor. I'm the strongest Kendo among the eight emperors. No one can deprive me of the title of the sword emperor!"

Touch!

With a roar, the sword emperor stepped on the ground steeply and went up to nine days. However, seeing the golden mans flying out of the body, just in the blink of an eye, a golden giant shadow holding double swords was formed in an instant. The only drawback is that the continuous black air is slightly mottled. The giant suddenly lost its majestic momentum!

Holy giant?

With a slight eyebrow, the sword boy looked at Zhuo fan: "it seems that the sword emperor really broke through the saint!"

"Do you dare to fight?"

"Joke, I just came to take his name. In front of me, I dare to be called the sword emperor. Isn't that looking for a fight? " Hey, hey, with a smile, the sword boy's eyes were full of war. When he stepped on his feet, he rushed to the giant body of the sword emperor.

When the sword emperor saw this little thing coming, he was really angry. He was more angry than Zhuo Yifan. Dare to rob me of my position, look at the sword!

Shua!

A golden light was cleaved from the sky, and the world was shaking with its terrible power.

"A sword breaks the sky, brings auspicious light to the world and breaks evil!"

"Hum, you still have a face to break evil? You have been infected with evil spirits. What qualifications do you have to say evil? " With a grin, the sword boy was noncommittal. His fingers were close together. A red awn bloomed. He waved forward steeply and shouted, "chongtian sword, kill!"

Touch!

Without any delay, the golden sword broke instantly.

The sword emperor was surprised and looked unbelievable. Without saying a word, another golden sword immediately waved out: "the sword sweeps the eight emperors, breaks the devil and destroys the evil!"

"It's not powerful to practice the sword of integrity with an evil mind."

With a cold smile, the sword boy disdained to curl his mouth: "your Kendo is chaotic. Is it also called emperor? It's a shame to those who practice swords in the world. Get away! "

With a fierce wave of his hand, the sword boy roared, but saw a thunder roar, but it was the way of splitting the sky sword. In an instant, the second golden sword also broke into slag.

Seeing this, the sword emperor was stunned and didn't know why. Why is his sword skill wielded by the holy one so vulnerable?

But before he could figure it out, the sword boy came to him steeply, with a black air on his fingers and a sharp chop: "let you see the real sword, the world destroying sword!"

Hoo!

As soon as the black airflow penetrated from the top of the giant body to the bottom, it split the giant body in two.

With a loud bang, the giant body broke and disappeared without a trace. The sword emperor took a mouthful of red blood and fell to the ground. His face was much pale, but he didn't have much strength.

But his eyes were still confused, and his mouth kept muttering to himself: "why, I am a saint, but the sword power has fallen?"

"Because you abandoned your Kendo!"

At this time, Zhuo fan came to him slowly and took a long breath. The sword boy also fell to him in an instant.

"Ao Changtian, I remember when we first became famous in the holy land, you and I just competed with each other, and no one would let anyone. Finally, I became the eighth emperor, and I was the first. You were the second. You never changed! "

"Zhuo Yifan..." his eyes slightly shuddered and narrowed, and the sword emperor's eyes gradually cleared up: "Why are you still alive and still like this? Zhuo fan... Housekeeper Zhuo... "

"Oh, are you awake?"

"I don't know whether I'm sober or confused. I only know that I lost!"

With a long breath, the sword emperor couldn't help laughing bitterly: "however, I didn't lose to that little guy, but to myself. I'm a good swordsman. Why do you covet the magic skill if you don't study Kendo well? I abandoned my Kendo, and the devil's way was neither good nor bad. It should end like this. Now my evil spirit began to dissipate, which proved that my life was also going to decline. I'm going to die soon, but why did I realize this before I died? My Kendo doesn't need the magic emperor's skill, it doesn't belong to me! "

After taking a deep look at him, Zhuo fan nodded slightly, slowly came to him, grabbed his hand and said, "you can figure out the best. It's an old opponent for many years. Forget the old grudges, and I'll give you the last ride!"“ OK, Zhuo Yifan! " He nodded clearly, and the sword emperor looked at the gurgling black gas in his hand: "Er, what do you mean?"“ Nothing. You're going to die anyway. Your whole body energy will be distributed to heaven and earth. Isn't it too wasteful? At least you have refined the power of so many people. It's better to leave it to me than dissipate it! "“ You... "His face trembled slightly, but the sword emperor couldn't help laughing at him and said," Zhuo Yifan, you're still the same, which makes people angry. So you said to send me the last journey. Take me as your practice material. But be careful, don't be like me, but the gain is not worth the loss! "“ Don't worry, I've already passed the time when I'm greedy for profit. With this self-control, I won't be like you. Hehe... "Hehe... That's good. I didn't expect that the resentment 5000 years ago was not the end, but the beginning. You won in the end, the old opponent!" Slowly close your eyes. There is no resentment on the sword emperor's face. Shua, it completely turns into ashes. Zhuo fan slowly put the dust on the ground, and a frightening light flashed in his eyes. His whole body suddenly rose... This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation