The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Oh, Heavenly Sword Master? Hehe, why do I have to prove to you, do you have good cards?"

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly.

"Why, you dare not!"

Tianqing sneered.

"Why don't you dare? In order to make your people from the Heavenly Clan give up, I will make it difficult for you to see what the Heavenly Sword Master is. Come and come, come with me, and go to the Sword Tomb first."

Yang Zheng glanced at Tian Qing, swept his figure, and swept towards the Dongli Family Sword Tomb.

"Yang Zheng, this is my Dongli family!"

Dongli Patriarch drank coldly.

However, Dong Limei swept away, followed by Yang Zheng, and headed towards Jianzhong.

"Whizzing!"

Zuo Xinlan, Wu Xuanji, and Miaoyin also flew away.

"Okay, today I have seen how powerful you are, Yang Zheng! Heavenly Sword Master, the ultimate sword! Yang Zheng, I don't believe that you have a peerless swordsmanship in addition to your unique swordsmanship! Sword Master, it's not what you want to be. It can be done!"

Tian Qing smiled coldly, and moved to the Dongli Family Sword Tomb.

The other six Celestial Clan members followed suit.

"Homeowner......this......"

Seeing this, the housekeeper looked at the head of the Dongli family.

"This Yang Zheng is really abominable!"

Patriarch Dongli fluttered his sleeves and flew to Jianzhong.

Dongli Sword Tomb!

Inside the sword mound, ten thousand swords lie dormant!

Yang Zheng was alone, standing in front of the sword mound, with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

"Yang Zheng, let's see what tricks you can play!"

Tian Qing stared at Yang Zheng. He didn't believe that Yang Zheng was the Sword Master of Heaven, and he didn't believe that Yang Zheng could prove that he was the legendary Sword Master of Heaven. Even if Yang Zheng could trigger the vision of the Sword Tomb, it would not prove that he was the Sword Master. !

Sword Master, in Dongjitian, there is only one point to prove!

That was the Dongli Divine Sword from the original Dongli Jianzu!

Dongli Divine Sword, Nine Heavens Divine Weapon!

Unless this Yang Zheng can make Dongli Divine Sword reappear and get the recognition of Dongli Divine Sword, no one will believe that he is the sword master! And the Dongli Divine Sword, along with the Dongli Sword Ancestor, went to the chaotic time and space, and has disappeared for thousands of years!

Yang Zheng, are you okay?

snort!

Tianqing sneered in his heart.

"Sword come!"

At this moment, Yang Zheng opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and shouted casually!

"Zheng!"

Inside the sword mound, ten thousand swords roared in unison!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Ten thousand swords roared in unison, ten thousand swords moved in unison, flew out of the sword mound, and circled on top of Yang Zheng's head, spinning wildly!

At this moment, Wan Jian is under the control of Yang Zheng, and Wan Jian surrenders to Yang Zheng!

"This......."

Seeing this, Tian Qing raised his brows, and had a bad premonition in his heart. Yang Zheng's sword control technique really surprised him. This kid actually knows how to control ten thousand swords in one thought, but this alone is not enough to prove the identity of the sword master.

Sword Master, how can this be proved!

"Yang Zheng, your Primordial Spirit is at the level of Heavenly Venerate. Using Primordial Spirit to control Wanjian is nothing!"

So, Tianqing opened his mouth and said.

However, Yang Zheng did not respond to him at all!

I saw Yang Zheng's body changing and rising, suspended above the sword mound, and Wan Jian flying around him. This scene was extremely spectacular and shocking.

"Wan Jian surrender!"

"The vision has appeared again!"

"Sword Master! Heavenly Sword Master!"

The swordsmen of the Dongli family opened their mouths one by one, staring at Yang Zheng in surprise.

They are swordsmen, and the surrender of Wan Jian is their ultimate goal. At this moment, Yang Zheng is the real sword master in their eyes.

"It's just a trick!"

Dongli Patriarch snorted coldly.

After snorting coldly, he looked at Donglimei, and saw that his daughter looked solemnly at Yang Zheng who was guarded by Wanjian. He secretly thought in his heart, that kid can never be the sword master, Dongli Excalibur has been lost for tens of thousands of years. , Even if that kid has the power of Heavenly Venerate, it is impossible to summon the Dongli Divine Sword back from the endless chaotic time and space!

So, this time, this kid is doomed to fail!

It's a pity that Patriarch Dongli didn't make it clear that even if Yang Zheng could not prove that he was the sword master, Yang Zheng would not let the people of the Heavenly Clan take away Dongli Mei. For Yang Zheng, what he was doing at the moment was just an ordinary thing to kill time.

"These swords, condensed into a powerful will, seem to be pointing me in a direction."

Yang Zheng thought secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he was guarded by ten thousand swords, and he had a feeling. In his induction, the ten thousand swords converged into a will, forcibly tore the space-time barrier, shuttled through endless time and space, and went straight to a place.

There, most of it is where the legendary Dongli Excalibur was lost!

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yang Zheng raised his brows, his sun and moon demon pupils appeared, and he passed through endless time and space, and saw a sword light in a place that was unknown how many light-years away from Dongli Sword Tomb!

"Certainly!"

Yang Zheng, spit out a word.

The demon pupil of the sun and the moon, the demon light appears, the sword light in the endless time and space must have turned into a divine sword!

That's it!

"Sword come!"

At this moment, Yang Zheng raised his right hand and grabbed at the endless time and space!

"Zheng!"

Almost at the same time, ten thousand swords roared, and in the entire sword tomb, only Yang Zheng heard the roar of the sword in the endless time and space!

The next moment, the divine sword turned into a sword beam, tore through layers of time and space, and traveled through it!

"Whoosh!"

But after a few breaths, everyone in the sword mound saw a sword beam that shot out from the void, turned into a divine sword, and hovered in front of Yang Zheng!

"Ha ha!"

Yang Zheng laughed loudly, grabbed the long sword in front of him with his right hand, and suddenly the sword burst out!

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

At this moment, all the swordsmen in the sword tomb, all bent, worshipped the divine sword in Yang Zheng's hand!

"This......"

Among the people of the Celestial Clan, three of them are good swordsmen, but at this moment, they are wearing swords around their waists, flying out uncontrollably, floating in the air, and bowing down to Yang Zheng!

"Dongli Divine Sword..."

Tian Qing looked at Yang Zheng with confusion in his eyes.

"Impossible! How is this possible! Dongli Divine Sword!"

Dongli Patriarch, his face was full of horror, and he said that it was impossible.

"Meet the sword master!"

However, the rest of the Dongli swordsmen shouted in unison at this moment, bowing to Yang Zheng!

The Dongli Divine Sword is back, and Yang Zheng is the sword master! ..