Wuming also recalled it, and suddenly realized that his understanding of the world was far less than that of the young man in front of him. But what the Sword Saint said attracted his mind.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were just standing quietly.

The two of them sadly discovered that in such a battle, they only played a supporting role at most.

"Not bad!" The Sword Saint admitted, looking directly at Wuming, "If you don't break through, you may not have a chance to catch up with me!"

"I not only saw the evolution of Sword Twenty-four, but even...!" The Sword Saint raised his head, as if he was confused, "It seems that in a sword world, one sword will play all kinds of tricks, and one sword will make the world!"

Wuming's body was shocked.

Chu Yang showed a look of surprise, but thoughtful.

By the time they returned to the palace, the rebellion in the entire imperial city had been completely pacified.

"Supreme, everyone, kill what should be killed, capture what should be captured. After this battle, there will be no more worries in the imperial city!"

Duanlang was covered in blood and was full of evil spirits. He knelt on one knee on the hall, his voice sounded clanging.

"Good job!" Chu Yang nodded, "Duanlang, I give you the full power to make decisions. All the sects and families involved in the rebellion will be destroyed by me. Of course, don't forget their martial arts heritage and books!"

"Yes, Supreme!"

A hint of joy flashed across the waves.

"From now on, I will create an unprecedented prosperous era!"
Chapter completed!