The long sword in his hand turned, and endless sword energy flowed.

In his era, rituals and music collapsed, heroes rose, myths of war covered everything, and even the nine tripods of the Ji family of the Zhou Dynasty could not suppress everything.

It was a world of great struggle, and everyone with blood and energy had a heart of struggle.

They compete for the people.

Fight for power and dominance.

If you fight for that destiny, you don’t believe in that destiny.

The princes in that era only believed in themselves, and that destiny was my hand, and that if they were not my hand, it was all wrong.

How could King Goujian, who was born in such an era, believe in God?

If there is difficulties in the world, only a strong country can destroy it.

The green clothes are independent, and the long sword is whistling in the air.

On the other side, Jesus still repeats the ancient sayings.

It was like a dream, like the bewitching of the truth.

Hu Ziming had an illusion that if it weren't for the half volume of "Taigong's Art of War" in his arms, he would have been unable to help but believe in Jesus in front of him.

It was a feeling of faith from the bottom of my heart being evoked.

Nearly irresistible.

But it's not irresistible.

Hu Ziming looked up.

At least the tall and arrogant man in green who was suspected to be King Goujian of Yue in the air was not bewitched by this voice at all.

The voice of Jesus in the air is still ringing.

"God said: There must be lightning."

In an instant, the cloudlessness between heaven and earth turned into dark clouds.

Thunder exploded out of thin air.

It's like an inexplicable rainy season.

The celestial phenomena change for one thing.

"God said: There must be fire."

The waves of fire rose into the sky in an instant, accompanied by thunder, and rushed towards the illusory figure.

Fire without roots and water without duckweed will arise out of thin air.

Jesus was like a real god at this moment. He spoke with the Dharma, and controlled everything in nature as if he was controlling his destiny.

All things move for it.

"God said: There must be water."

"God said: There must be wind."

"God said:..."

An irreversible voice kept coming from Jesus’ mouth.

Countless natural landscapes and power were summoned by him.

But the man in blue was not afraid. He even stood his sword beside him, not caring at all.

I just looked at Jesus in the air quietly, as if I was reading an extremely interesting storytelling.

When Wandao was put on his body, the man in green slowly lifted the already impatient Yue King Sword in his hand.

"It's all a path."

The illusory figure smiled, and he waved his sword.

There is no brilliance or magnificence, nor is there any words that control everything.

All they have is naked and powerful.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning are dispersed.

A sword seemed to have broken the world.

Whether it was the light of fire and water, or other moments, they were all dispersed by the sword energy.

The sword energy split the entire holy city in half on the earth, and the sword marks reached more than three feet into the ground.

"I am not good at swords, I am good at soldiers and armor, and the method of enemies of thousands of people is not as good as the general's way, sword skills, and small paths, but my sword is not comparable to that of you, a villain."

"The King of Wu is dead, my power is over the world, and my long sword is hanging in the air. It is difficult to have an opponent. If there is an enemy, you will surpass three thousand armors and overwhelm the world."

"Today, Ya Xing is here, so I will use your body to test the sword to show this Emperor's sword."

The figure of the man in blue shook the hilt of the sword in his hand, but he didn't see any unnecessary movements.

A stream of light soared into the sky.

Red red like blood.

It's like a comet attacking the sun.

That is the unparalleled sword of the emperor.

King Yue was born in a chaotic era, with the surname Si, and his original name was Jiuqian. In ancient times, the Chinese characters were different, and it was transliterated as Goujian, also known as Yu Zhi, descendant of Xia Yu, the son of King Yunchang of Yue, and the king of Yue in the late Spring and Autumn Period.

"Xunzi·Wang Du"" recognizes one of the five hegemons in the Spring and Autumn Period.

To create a great cause of kings and domineering, tolerate humiliation that ordinary people cannot bear, and to become things that ordinary people cannot accomplish.

His sword is stronger than you, and when it is stronger than you, it is better than you, it is better to breeze on the face.

In the Forbidden City, before the imperial seal was passed on, in front of Qin Shihuang who "struggled with the remnants of six generations and carried the long strategy in the world", he was just the long wind.

However, at this time, this sword is Tianwei.

Hu Ziming had a feeling that if Jesus was heaven, this sword would have to pierce the sky.

It's this feeling, the strength and weakness are obvious.

Just as he felt, the red long rainbow sword energy hit Jesus in the air in an instant.

This supreme figure of the Three Sects - the Holy Son and the Prophet - was slashed out by this sword.

Jesus turned into a streamer, and the streamer hit the earth hard.

A deep gully plowed out of the ruins.

It was exactly one horizontal and one horizontal to the gully just now, like a huge giant sketching two strokes on the vast earth.

The sword energy is restrained.

Jesus lay in a mess in the ravine, and his upper body was broken by the holy light.

A deep sword mark was left on his chest.

The sword energy penetrated it through and came out through the bones, extremely tragic.

But there was no trace of blood in Jesus' wound.

It even heals quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Jesus' face became paler.

"We shouldn't have fought from the king of the East."

Jesus stood up and the holy light transformed into him again.

It's still pure white snow.

"There is no need to be or not, only I am willing or not."

"The weak are not qualified to discuss the truth."

"The strong are the ones who dominate the world."

Although the illusory figure of King Yue in the air did not say anything about a truce.

But the sword in his hand did not move.

He just pressed on the hilt of the sword, and Jesus' eyebrows kept beating.

That was uneasy, because the man in green gave him the feeling that he would always be between drawing a sword or not.

It is always fifty percent possible, impartial.

There is only one statement.

That is, this man is not interested in whether he kills or not.

Killing or not killing is only in his mind.

The kindness and kindness that Jesus originally wanted to say was blocked back by the illusory man in blue.
To be continued...