The myriad Sword Saint son wants revenge

The old Xuanwu mountain range.

The Xuanwu mountain range had changed a lot. Ever since ye chen had gone through the heavenly Tribulation here, thousands of miles of the center of the mountain range had been turned into a deep abyss by the heavenly Tribulation, and there were still traces of Dao runes left.

Zi Fengtian, the first Prince of the Zi Wei Empire, stood in the void with his hands behind his back. Nine Golden Dragon shadows circled around him, and his eyes were terrifying.

In front of him, the Saint son of the ten thousand sword sanctum, bu Tianya, stood on a flying sword. Sword Qi surrounded him, and a vast ocean of sword Qi appeared behind him. The surging sword intent soared into the nine Heavens, filled with a world-destroying murderous intent.

Around the two, a terrifying energy fluctuation swept through the wilderness. It was clear that the two were fighting.