Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 105 Arrival of the Sword God

"How precious are the Ancient Seven Celestial Swords, and you think your Tang Dynasty is worthy to possess them?"

Su Yie snorted coldly, intentionally testing Liu Boya.

The Black Tiger Emperor had chanced upon the Zhou Wu Sword but did not dare to hide it, fearing discovery. Though Mighty Tang was stronger than the Black Tiger Emperor's Demon Nation, it still wasn't qualified to keep an Immortal Sword.

Liu Boya smiled and said, "That Immortal Sword was obtained by the Retired Emperor of Great Tang. To conceal the news, he abdicated early and fled far away. Today, he is willing to gift it to the Demon Lord, which is why I dare speak of it. I believe the Demon Lord would want it."

He had conducted many investigations and discovered that the Demon Lord liked to use swords.

For any swordsman, the Ancient Immortal Sword is an irresistible temptation.

Obtained by Li Zuxuan?

Su Yie raised his eyebrows, it seemed he needed to activate the private chat function of the Great Dao Communication Device soon—every member within Emperor Su's Sect was a true treasure trove!

"Hmm, I admit, I am tempted,"

Su Yie nodded, causing Liu Boya to be overjoyed. Just as he was about to speak, Su Yie continued, "However, I will not join your Tang Dynasty. I can only lend my help twice!"

He had helped Great Wei once, annihilating the Western Buddha Dynasty!

Now, he was willing to assist Mighty Tang twice, which sufficiently showed his sincerity.

Liu Boya smiled and said, "That would certainly be acceptable. May I know when the Demon Lord would follow me?"

Once in Mighty Tang, he could slowly persuade him!

"Immediately."

Su Yie turned back to prepare to bring Xiang Yu along.

Liu Boya was even more delighted. As the war between Mighty Tang and the Five Dynasties grew tense, Su Yie's presence outside was a threat to Mighty Tang. By winning him over early, they could also breathe a sigh of relief.

In the battle against the Western Buddha Dynasty, Su Yie had fully proven his capabilities. Even the Demon Sect dared not underestimate him.

Thus, Su Yie took Xiang Yu and went to Mighty Tang.

...

Whoosh—

Above the continuous mountain range, a breaking sound from the sky arrived, carried by a purple-robed man riding a sword.

The man had a stern face and was clad in purple, adorned with patterns reminiscent of flora. Crucially, he had twenty swords on each side of his waist.

The twenty swords, crammed together, looked exceedingly strange.

A man carrying forty swords, yet his expression remained calm, without a hint of being burdened.

He was none other than Sword God Lu Ziwei!

Before Xia Tianyi shot to fame, he had been the strongest swordsman across the Seven Dynasties. Hundreds of years ago, he left the Seven Dynasties and became a legend.

Now, he had returned.

His gaze fixed forward, his eyes tranquil, he murmured, "The battle rages on, and the Seven Dynasties' fate is sealed."

Flying on his sword, his sleeves billowing with the wind, he soon vanished on the horizon.

That direction was Chang An.

Just then, the sound of a horse whinnying fiercely came from ahead, followed by the carriage stopping.

"Who are you to block our way, and do you know we are official soldiers?"

Liu Boya asked, his tone slightly angry.

However, Su Yie opened his eyes, as he sensed a very dangerous presence.

The one blocking the road was very powerful!

"I seek the Demon Lord."

The other party answered, his voice was hoarse yet carried an authority.

To dare such insolence in the face of a Mighty Tang military advisor!

Before Liu Boya, a hundred meters down the mountain path, stood a figure.

It was none other than the Sword God Lu Ziwei!

Looking at those swords on Lu Ziwei, Liu Boya's face turned somewhat ugly, understanding that the opponent was no weakling.

"The Demon Lord is a guest of the Emperor of Great Tang; I hope you won't be excessive,"

Liu Boya said sternly, hoping to intimidate the other party with the might of Mighty Tang.

Lu Ziwei remained unmoved and spoke, "Demon Lord, come out. I mean no harm, I just want to see the sword talent that Xia Tianyi spoke of."

Xia Tianyi!

Liu Boya's face changed drastically, and hundreds of soldiers also grew restless. Stay connected through empire

The person daring to call the Sword Saint by name must hold a high status.

Suddenly, Su Yie flew out of the carriage, swept over Liu Boya's head, and landed at the front of the group, facing Lu Ziwei, he asked, "Sword God?"

Many members of Emperor Su's Sect had seen Lu Ziwei, who had mentioned the multitude of swords on Lu Ziwei, among swordsmen, few could compare.

Sword God!

Cold sweat began to form on Liu Boya's forehead; previously, he had actually threatened Lu Ziwei.

Mighty Tang was strong, but nothing in the eyes of Lu Ziwei.

"Attack me, let me see to what extent your sword has reached."

Lu Ziwei looked at Su Yie and said, his voice slightly cold.

Xia Tianyi is aloof; he's indifferent.

Su Yie narrowed his eyes and asked, "You're not in a hurry to fight him, so why seek me? Perhaps you want to take me as a disciple?"

"Sorry, I refuse."

Lu Ziwei's lips twitched slightly, somewhat at a loss for words.

Xiang Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage to look out; she had also heard of the legends of the Sword God and even admired him, so she was quite curious about how Su Yie would perform in front of the Sword God.

Su Yie flipped his right hand, and the Heartbreaking Sword appeared in his hand.

With things having come to this point, if he didn't make his move, what face would he have left to continue?

Moreover, dueling with the Sword God might even earn him some pointers.