The Black Emperor's Tiger Skin

Somewhere in the Sword Sect.

The Black Emperor was in an incomparably miserable state. Swords were stuck all over him, especially in his rear, where there were even more of them, making him look like a peacock spreading its tail.

Swish, swish.

A sky full of sword shadows came sweeping in. Each sword shadow turned from illusory to real, becoming a true sword, and the one using this strange sword art was an indescribable monster.

The Black Emperor dodged aside and roared at the same time, "Damn it! When a tiger falls to the plains, even dogs dare bully it. Now even some mere fallen one can actually injure me."

At this moment, he was extremely puzzled. Hadn't they said this Sword Sect possessed some powerful force, one even Time King, a fallen immortal king, did not dare approach? Then why was there a Dark Fallen One here now?

Shi Yi, on the other side, was in an equally wretched state. Although he possessed Double Pupil and could see through everything—even that powerful Sword Dao could still be seen through—seeing through it was one thing. It did not mean he could dodge it, much less withstand or neutralize it.

He looked at the miserable Black Emperor and thought, This dog really is weak. Looks like I can't count on him.

Just as he was about to use some forbidden method, he suddenly sensed a powerful sword qi attacking from afar. It directly nailed that strange, indescribable monster to the ground and killed it.

Immediately afterward, a graceful figure appeared before the man and the dog. Her gaze swept over them coldly, and she said, "Who are you, and why have you trespassed into my Sword Sect?"

"Your Sword Sect? You're a disciple of the Sword Sect?"

Shi Yi's eyes shone