Chapter 1872 The Emperor asked

Under the starry sky, there was silence. People on both sides of the heaven and the underworld were staring at the two confronting figures.

Here in Heaven, many people have worried faces.

The old man who appeared in the underworld made them feel so bad that even the Lord of Heaven could not give them this feeling.

Can Su Hun deal with this old man?

It's getting quieter and quieter, and the atmosphere is getting more and more tense.

Su Hun held the sword tightly, staring at the old man opposite him as if facing a formidable enemy, constantly concentrating his sword intent. The next moment, he suddenly took action, slashed out a sword, and walked against the red moon.

Facing Su Hun's attack, the old man shook his head, raised his withered palm, and shook it lightly. The void solidified, and Su Hun's powerful sword actually stopped and exploded.

"Draw your sword and chop with one move."

At this time, Su Hun was already approaching, using his strongest swordsmanship, a thunderstorm surged up, and with the force of tearing the sky, it suddenly fell.

But the old man just waved his arm and stopped everything.

Buzzing…

The Nine Tribulations Sword in Su Hun's hand trembled violently, but could not let go. He could not even move the sword and was directly blocked.

This was the first time he encountered a sword-drawn slash, and was abruptly interrupted midway.

The sound of the sword resounded endlessly, and the magic on the sword spread, making it impossible to break through the old man's defense.

Qin Miaomiao watched the battle quietly, the bronze lights flashing continuously, but in the end he still did not take action, the time had not come yet.

The old man flicked his finger, and Su Hun flew backwards, and even the Nine Tribulations Sword almost came out of his hands.

He staggered to steady his body and stared at the other party with an extremely solemn expression.

This person's power exceeded his imagination and definitely exceeded the limits of the universe.

But, how could there be such a person? In this universe, everyone will be restricted, no one is exception.

Why is this person unaffected?

He tightened the Nine Tribulations Sword in his hand.

"Young man, you are strong, but you are no match for me. Stop it!"

The old man shook his head and said.

Su Hun took a deep breath, and his nervous heart gradually calmed down.

The solemn look on his face, as if he were facing a formidable enemy, slowly dissipated and became quiet.

The sword in his hand no longer vibrated, and he stared at the other person, both physically and mentally in a peaceful state.

At this time, his eyes also changed, not sharp, not oppressive, not aggressive, just like an ordinary mortal.

However, the old man showed some surprise for the first time, and his eyes were slightly dark.

Su Hun stood in the air, the sword in his hand was neutral and peaceful, without any sharp sword intent.

He just looked at the old man calmly. At a certain moment, the old man's eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and waved, and an incoming sword intent from the upper left was blocked by him.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a blood moon appeared behind him, emitting a strange force to absorb it.

The old man's body shook slightly, and the blood moon shattered.

Whoosh!

Su Hun suddenly approached, the void shattered, and he appeared directly in front of the old man, raising his sword to chop!

Moreover, between the eyebrows, the golden body of Taoist seed also embraces the moon and comes out.

The old man raised his hand a little, and his index finger fell on the Nine Tribulations Sword, flicking it away. Then a beam of light shot out of his eyes and collided with the golden body.

In an instant, golden light and blood bloomed.

"Young man, I can only try my best to stop her from targeting Heaven."

The old man said, then raised his hand to grab Su Hun.

He stretched out his palm, and the violent energy colliding around him was directly separated, and the old man's big hand grabbed it.

With a clang, the Primitive Bell appeared, blocking the old man's big hand.

"The primitive power you have mastered at this stage?"

The old man was a little surprised, but that was all.

With a slight shake of his big hand, the Primordial Bell exploded into pieces, and then he grabbed Su Hun's shoulder.

Buzz!

On Su Hun's body, the original armor flashed violently and emitted a strong original light, but it still could not block the old man's hand.

There is a huge gap between the two, which cannot be bridged by raw power.

A flash of luster passed over the old man's hand, and the void solidified, freezing everything.

Su Hun's pupils shrank, and he was frozen, unable to move.

If he is really caught by the old man, this battle will be over.

At this time, he did not resist, but closed his eyes, and then the light flashed lightly on the original armor, and finally he broke free.

Then there was a flash, and Su Hun retreated.

"The Emperor of Heaven drew his sword and struck with one strike!"

From behind, a deep voice suddenly sounded, and a terrifying sword energy cut through the starry sky and fell towards the old man.

"The Emperor of Heaven drew his sword and struck with one strike!"

"The Emperor of Heaven drew his sword and struck with one strike!"

"..."

At this moment, several figures appeared from all directions at the same time, all of them slashing out this powerful sword.

The old man spread his hands, and a huge light shield enveloped him, blocking all sword attacks.

"Primal power?"

Su Hun concentrated, this person actually also mastered the primitive power, it seemed to be more profound than him.

call out!

The old man took action, taking the initiative to attack Su Hun for the first time.

In an instant, like the world turning around, he appeared in front of Su Hun through the sky, and imprisoned the space around him.

Buzz!

The blood moon flashed, Su Hun disappeared, and another sword attack came from a distance.

The old man smashed it into pieces with his hand, a serious look on his face.

He kept taking action, but whenever he tried to catch Su Hun, Su Hun always found a way to break free and appeared in the distance, coming with a powerful sword.

Finally, the old man stopped, stared at Su Hun, and said: "No wonder the underworld in this life will be defeated by you. Your state of mind is still higher than mine, which is incredible."

"With this kind of ideological realm, no one in the same realm can be your opponent. Even in my time, if I were of the same rank and generation, I wouldn't be sure to beat you."

"I never thought that people like you would appear in future generations. With you in this life, there may be big trouble in the underworld. This is your era."

Su Hun didn't respond at all to the old man's comments, but showed great pressure.

This battle is related to the life and death of the entire heaven, and countless relatives and friends. If he loses, what will they do?

Taking a deep breath, he has never felt this kind of powerlessness since the sudden change in the burial area.

The rippling state of mind slowly calmed down again, and Su Hun's heart became calmer and calmer. The more powerful opponents he faced, the calmer he became.

Even in the face of this unfathomable old man.

His mind became empty, and he gradually merged with the starry sky. His ideological realm had surpassed that of anyone in the world, and he stood at a perspective that was almost comparable to that of the Emperor of Heaven.

He slowly released the sword in his hand.

The Nine Tribulations Sword whistled softly, and wisps of sword intent spread out, vibrating, and calling!

Boom boom boom!

Inside the Heavenly Court, the sound of swords suddenly rose into the sky, and swords were shot one after another.

The First Sword, the Three Lives Sword, the Four Heavenly Sword, the Five Cold Sword, the Six Paths Sword, the Seven Words Sword, the Eight Desolate Swords, and seven swords of the Great Dao came over and floated around Su Hun's body.

These were all collected by him and used to suppress the monsters under the Yin Yang Line Cauldron.

After the Gong family merged into Heavenly Court, that space was also transferred there.

The eight Great Swords vibrated together, continuously arranged and combined, and finally formed a brand new pure sword.

It's a pity that without the two swords of Confucianism, it is never possible to truly form the most pure sword in the world.
To be continued...