Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Sip of Wine, Kill a Person!
Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Sip of Wine, Kill a Person!
"Your Royal Highness, please stop......"
Accidents always appear at critical moments, above the Mountain of Honor, the void is broken, and a black-robed figure flies from an unknown region.
Yu Shaojun paused the tip of his sword, looked at the sky, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
Immortal powerhouse?
The onlookers were stunned when they witnessed a series of changes, their mouths opened, His Royal Highness Shaojun won?
With Jin Dan Xiu, he killed Yuan Ying against the top?
This...... It's incredible!
This is enough to be called the pride of the world.
"His Royal Highness Shaojun, the old man Yun Yezi, overseas casual cultivation, Lin Zhan is a disciple of the old man, he is bewitched, he does not know the sky and the earth dare to challenge the young man, and he also asks the young man to atone for his sins, and the old man is willing to compensate. ”
In the shocked eyes of everyone, the black-robed old man hugged his fists, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he had already scolded Lin Zhan in his heart.
It's only been a few days since it came out, and it was a catastrophe.
Challenging the Young Monarch of the Central Empire, that is what the disciples of the Holy Gate do, and you are a casual disciple, you dare to come and challenge, it is really bold.
"Yun Yezi, I haven't heard of it in this palace......"
"You all know the rules of the Mountain of Honor, only one person can go down the mountain alive. ”
Yu Shaojun shook his head, his face unchanged.
Rules cannot be broken.
In fact, challenging Shaojun does not necessarily have to die.
From ancient times to the present, there are three places to challenge Shaojun, namely the Trial Forest, the Mountain of Honor, and the Life and Death Bureau.
Among them, the Trial Forest restricts killing, mainly based on competition, and many Holy Gates, the Holy Son, will choose to fight with Shaojun in the Trial Forest to hone their martial arts.
And the Mountain of Honor is the mountain at the foot of Yu Shaojun, as long as the two sides climb the mountain, they can only live one person.
Winner, enjoy the rest of your life!
For the loser, blood is nourishment and nourishes the mountain of honor.
As for the life-and-death situation, it is even more dangerous, often involving the confrontation between one force and another, once opened, the blood will flow like a river, and the corpse will be buried for thousands of miles.
Ten thousand years ago, the Central Empire and a Holy Gate force started a life-and-death situation.
The two sides fought for several years, ending with the victory of the young monarch of the Central Empire and the fall of the Holy Gate Son.
Since then, that holy gate has begun to decline, and in just a hundred years, it has been reduced to a third-rate sect, once prominent and ending in obscurity.
To a large extent, the young monarch, the crown prince, the holy son, etc., can directly represent the forces behind them and have great power.
"Shaojun, an immortal-level weapon!"
Yun Yezi also knew the rules, but he couldn't watch his own disciple being killed by Yu Shaojun, gritted his teeth, and decided to bleed heavily.
The heart is bleeding.
But if you can save Lin Zhan's life, it's worth it!
Immortal, Wan Zai Shouyuan, he is already more than nine thousand years old, he doesn't have long to live, and he still expects Lin Zhan to inherit the Dao lineage.
"Hey, immortal-level weapon ......"
"Is this old man stupid to exchange immortal-level weapons for his disciple's life?"
"A Tianjiao is more precious than an immortal-level weapon. ”
"I don't know if Shaojun will agree. ”
The onlookers were even more surprised, and there were more strange looks in their eyes, surprised, greedy, and jealous......
Immortal-level weapons, enough to make people crazy.
If a non-holy land force has an immortal-level weapon, within a month, it will definitely be wiped out.
Hearing the immortal-level weapon, Yu Shaojun was a little moved.
But thinking of Yu Shaoshen using suicide to tell him the truth, that heartbeat was instantly diluted a lot.
"The authority of the young monarch is inviolable!"
Yu Shaojun's voice was ruthless, his face was cold, and the sword in his hand quickly slashed.
Blood sprayed.
A human head fell to the ground and rolled several times.
The onlookers were startled and did not speak, and many people's eyes showed appreciation.
Attaboy.
This is what the young monarch of the Central Empire should look like.
Do not succumb to the oppression of power, and do not lose your heart for the temptation of interests.
"...... in vain"
Yun Yezi's face changed drastically, and he was full of anger rushing to his heart, with gray hair and no wind to move.
He stared at Yu Shaojun, and his murderous intentions were revealed.
The endless killing thoughts made him lose his mind.
Lin Zhan, just his all.
Now, right under his nose, someone has been killed......
Eliminate the head, and there is no corpse to die.
"I want you dead!"
Yun Yezi roared violently, the aura surged, the black robe bulged, and a powerful energy spread out, causing the void to collapse.
"Hurry back. ”
The onlookers shouted, and an immortal was mighty, and even the slightest overflowing breath could easily destroy a city.
The emperor was furious and ambushed millions of corpses.
The immortals are angry, purgatory on earth!
"Bold!"
"Dare to make a move on Shaojun, punish!"
"If there is an accident in the young monarch, this seat will punish you for all the clans. ”
In the Yujing City, the roar continued, the sky was full of murderous machines, stirring up thousands of miles of wind and clouds, and one after another terrifying existences disappeared in a flash, leaving a pitch-black space ravine in the sky.
The sky was clear, and at this moment, dark clouds were thick, and it was pouring rain.
All the living beings in a radius of more than 100,000 miles were unable to move, and their bodies were cold, as if their souls were tied up, and they could suffocate at any time.
"Haha, it's too late!"
"If you kill my disciple, the old man will kill you. ”
"Apprentice, let the young monarch of the Central Empire accompany you to the funeral for the teacher. ”
Yun Yezi roared madly, took out a spear from the space ring, and suddenly, the Xuanguang was full of immortal power, and above his head, a supreme heavenly spear was conjured.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all weapons were trembling and whining.
The power of the immortal soldiers is extremely terrifying and domineering.
"Ridiculous!"
The corners of Yu Shaojun's mouth turned up, revealing a hint of mockery, no matter how powerful you are an immortal, it will not help.
"The stars tease the sun and the moon, drunk and lying in the clouds and laughing in the world!"
At the foot of the mountain, the wine sword fairy looked up to the sky and roared, and his figure flickered, and Yu Shaojun appeared in front of him, emaciated and thin, like a high mountain, resisting all the wind and waves.
"Who is he, is he crazy?"
Many people who didn't know why asked, including which strong people who rescued from Yujing, were depressed.
What's the use of this drunken drunk?
"Here, take a sip!"
Under the gunfire in the sky, the wine sword fairy raised the wine jug, took a long sip, and his face turned red, as if he was even more drunk.
Not drunk, not drunk!
A sip of wine, ten thousand swords point to the end of the world, not afraid.
Killing, killing gods, killing demons, killing demons, all in one thought.
"Look for death!"
Yun Yezi ignored the Wine Sword Immortal, controlled the gun qi, and killed Yu Shaojun directly.
Bang!
The Mountain of Honor was overwhelmed and collapsed, and the bloody aura overflowed, staining the surrounding void for more than ten miles.
"Here comes the sword!"
The wine sword immortal groaned softly, a sword qi broke through the air, surged in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was a thousand zhang in size, with the power of heaven and earth, and slashed towards the spear.
The day is divided in two.
Thundered......
The two collided, and under everyone's gaze, Yun Yezi, who was holding the immortal soldier, turned red, retreated hundreds of feet, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Click~"
Immortal spear, broken!
In the back, Yun Yezi's immortal body was split in two.
Heaven and earth, restore tranquility.
"Good wine, good wine, good wine!"
The whole world only echoed the figure of the wine sword fairy, dancing with his hands, like a drunken madman.
But at this moment, no one dares to underestimate him.
Yu Shaojun smiled indifferently.
The Wine Sword Immortal was the powerhouse of the Ancient Heavenly Court summoned last night.
It's not cheap, and all the gambling funds of Yu Shaoshen were used up before the summoning was successful.