682 If you kill by the sword, you will definitely be crowned king

"Father, these realm patrol chiefs are really shameless, it was shameless to set up a situation to kill a person Wang Xiaocheng with the peak cultivation of the king of people, but I didn't expect that when Shi Yan was about to turn defeat into victory, a group of patrol chiefs worked together to drive the golden bowl, saved Jiang Zancheng, and also broke Shi Yan's strongest means, one-on-one, these people are the peak patrol chiefs of the king, one counts as one, who can block Shi Yan's second war pattern?!" On the roof, the black-robed young man spoke angrily.

In this regard, Ying Youhai said coldly: "There is not so much shamelessness, there are not so many whys, the king is defeated, the strong are the truth, you must understand this truth, in the face of the enemy, the means and process are not important, the important thing is the result." ”

The black-robed young man fell silent, to be honest, he admired Shi Yan a little, and he was the same age, even a maid beside him could be promoted to the king of people, and reached an achievement that was difficult for many billions of people to inspire, although he had a king Lao Tzu, and everything was fine with bloodline, talent and resources, but it took ten years to be promoted to king of people.

Shi Yan, two talented people, was strangled by a group of mediocre people? He was really unhappy, but he was powerless to stop it.

In the entire human realm, there are really not many powers that can make the king and the strong fearful.

"This time, there will be no more surprises. "Yang Jun and a group of Realm Patrol Captains were weak, and the consumption of the golden bowl was too large, and the internal strength and spiritual power in their bodies were almost exhausted.

One by one, the speed of sitting down cross-legged and recovering, thousands of celebrity kings gathered together, and the aura of heaven and earth was not enough to divide it at all, so they could only devour spirit stones to replenish themselves.

"Escape, can you escape? Kill you first, and then break the game. In the air, Shi Yan's whole body appeared with colorful colors, crushing Jin Bo, at this moment the distance between the two was pulled to the farthest, Jiang Zancheng was at the edge of the golden bowl, and one after another spiritual skills did not care about the consumption of spiritual blood, and condensed like crazy.

Without exception, they are all human king-level spiritual arts.

"Death to Lao Tzu!!" Jiang Zancheng roared, and the ethereal magic had reached Shi Yan's body.

There are thousands of demon shadows that break through the sky and roar, and there are also blue lotuses that seem harmless but can annihilate a river, and a silver dragon, covering the sky and covering the sun, the dragon's head looks down, the dragon's eyes are cold, such as the eight snake thorns are stronger, the previous consumption of spiritual power slowed condensation, this time for spiritual blood, many spiritual arts have completely filled the golden bowl.

Colliding with the discolored heaven and earth, entangled, Xuan'er left a bloodshot at the corner of her mouth.

"Xuan'er, take it away, and leave the rest to me. Before the spiritual technique was added, Shi Yan transmitted the message to Xuan'er, the more he fought, the more confident he became, there was indeed a big gap between the peak of the human king and Xiao Cheng, or even bigger.

The peak of the human king does not need anything else, and with the level of spiritual power, it can easily crush the human king Xiaocheng Realm, and no matter how much Xiaocheng Realm casts spiritual skills, it will not be able to break its defense.

But he underestimated his own foundation, which is so strong that it has erased the gap.

"Yes. Xuan'er immediately retracted the technique, recovered herself with all her might, and swallowed another Kangning Rehabilitation Pill, which was a king-level pill.

Boom!

Shi Yan's whole body has become a colorful color, and many spiritual techniques have been added, and a fifth pole aperture appears at the center of his eyebrows, which is quickly dissolving spiritual arts.

In the next moment, Shi Yan turned into thousands of shadows, carrying the Heavenly Spirit Technique, constantly narrowing the distance between him and Jiang Zancheng.

"Crazy, it must be crazy. When Jiang Zancheng saw this scene, his face was as white as paper, there are martial arts cultivators in this world who can resist spiritual arts, and ancient body cultivation can't do it.

What exactly is that colorful color?

Jiang Zancheng used the acceleration spirit technique, and while continuing to bombard Shi Yan's spirit technique, he fled to the rest of the golden bowl.

It's a pity that the accelerated spiritual technique is not as good as walking freely, and the distance is constantly being narrowed by Shi Yan.

There was a streak of blood at the corner of Shi Yan's mouth, it was too dense, Jiang Zancheng used more than one-third of the spiritual blood in his body this time, even if the king blood was rapidly devouring the spiritual stone to proliferate, it was not worth the consumption.

He was extremely divine, and he was injured by the five extreme skills, but it was only a minor injury, his skin and flesh were bruised, and then ten spiritual skills were piled up, and the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he saw blood.

"Shi Yan, don't you want to know why you ended up like this? Who wants to kill you? As long as you retreat, I will tell you everything, and I can also tell you the way to crack the golden bowl and let you escape from here. As the distance was shortened to three hundred feet, Jiang Zancheng was completely panicked.

Shi Yan didn't hear it, but just held the Soul Devouring Sword firmly in the palm of his hand, and completely drove the rudimentary form of sword intent with the Sword King Sutra, this distance, with Jiang Zancheng's speed, he couldn't dodge!

There are four forbidden hells, and there is no way back.

A ban on life and death!

Behind Shi Yan, a crack opened in the space, dark and deep.

The sword rises in the vastness, wanting to open the gate of hell, and around the gate of hell, there is also a Dao sword qi.

The sword qi surged, shattering the Baqi snake thorns that were madly entwining itself, shattering many of the spiritual skills that added to the body, Shi Yan ushered in a short gap, the sword momentum rose, and the tadpole-like runes were like cats that smelled fishy, and with the blessing of the human king-level internal strength, they quickly spread out ten thousand.

There are also some entanglements around Shi Yan's body, and even partially, Shi Yan's skin and flesh are already covered with active tadpole-like runes, and each rune is exuding a strong hellish aura outside, as if it can hook the soul.

All over the body, there is only a pair of black eyes.

A sword rises to the gates of hell.

Two forbidden!

A sword kills millions of miles of enemies, and the white bones are like mountain corpses.

In the black eyes, there is endless violence, and on the back, the hell crack that looks like an eyeball has been opened, in the shape of an endless hollow, and the hellish breath inside is permeated, which is the real hell breath, which has been connected to hell.

At his feet, there are constantly corpse tide phantoms emerging, tens of millions, hundreds of millions overlapping together, white bones like mountain birds flying, he stands on the top of the bone mountain, this is the floating corpse world, he is the king of the corpse world.

Shi Yan erected his sword at the top, and above his head, there was a rudimentary phantom of sword intent that ran through the golden bowl and went straight to the sky, and on the rudimentary phantom of sword intent, crawling full of white bones, a body with white bones continued to climb upwards like a living thing, dense as an ant colony.

The majesty of the prototype of the sword intent is empty, covering the thousands of celebrity kings, covering the 300 million people of Jiangyong County, the sword momentum is finally full, and the two prohibitions are the core, with tens of thousands of tadpole-like runes cut down.

Rumble!

The Soul Devouring Sword turned into a sword qi that was three hundred feet long, and a sword slashed down, and the heavens and the earth were shocked!

Jiang Zancheng was dumbfounded, the sword had not yet arrived, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and bloodshot slowly appeared.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Jiang Zancheng only had time to think of six words, and his eyes were all black with sword qi, and then he completely fell into darkness, his soul ached, as if he was bitten and devoured by something.

......

"Sword... Meaning... Chick... Shape!" On the roof, the Absolute Dust King Ying Youhai was excited, and the majestic inner strength surged out, knocking the black-robed young man around him into the golden bowl.

Ying Youhai's heart moved, and he hurriedly retrieved the soft black-robed young man, and his internal strength poured in, and he easily repaired the black-robed young man's injuries with the king's blood, the injuries were very serious, and if the treatment was slow, the black-robed young man would die.

"Dad, you?" the black-robed young man gasped and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, not understanding why his father was so excited.

"The prototype of the idea, or the prototype of the sword intent! It must be crowned king, it must be crowned king, and there will be one more true king in the Nine Domains!" Ying Youhai's eyes were still shocked, the human king was already the king of the people, such as the small reincarnation of tens of billions of human races.

The king is the king of kings, it is too difficult to be born, why he was named the king of dust, it is related to the prototype of the idea.

Outside the golden bowl, Yang Jun and other realm patrol chiefs and others were all dumbfounded, although the sword qi was dazzling, they all saw clearly, Jiang Zancheng's bones were gone, and those cut by the sword qi could no longer be broken.

There are no dead bodies!

Moreover, what the rudimentary form of sword intent represents, they know very well.

Shi Yan will inevitably be crowned king!