Chapter 208: The Battle of the Human Emperor

The entire mountain, in an instant, was shattered by a devastating force!

Everyone was stunned and retreated, just because this power is too powerful!

One person came out of the dingding, stepping on the edge of the ding's ears, mighty and domineering, and his purple hair fluttered like a god!

One person rides the wind with the sword, the body is smooth, chic, and relaxed.

What is hidden in the third Purple Emperor Ruins?

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, why don't they seem to have suffered a loss?

The four looked at each other, without saying a word, each staring at each other, showing their eyes!

"Who got the third legacy?"

Someone asked a question inexplicably, and it was refuted in an instant.

"We don't even know the first and second, who the third inheritance is, does it matter?"

"Then we need to find out!"

Those who have no heart also have the heart to ask.

The master of the Qiankun Pavilion laughed and moved the sky, stepped lightly, and descended beside the two of them, fearless: "Two little friends, how is the battle going?

The corners of Zi Donglai's mouth rose: "Hahaha...... Nature is mine!"

Zi Donglai's heroic posture was shocked, and he struck out a supreme divine might, and the sense of oppression was condensed in the heaven and earth, and the Holy Dao fetus!

A purple gold Dharma body, the vast and infinite sage power, standing up to the sky and the earth at a glance!

Stepping on a whirlpool with one foot, two hurricanes followed like a shadow, shocking the momentum of ghosts and gods, and the purple gold Dharma body, like a saint coming in person!

This is the power of the Emperor!

Zi Donglai is only a small Tongtian, but he has already controlled this power!

His strength has made all the people in the same realm desperate, and his peers are as desperate!

"How can there be such a person in the world? What a monster!" Many beautiful women lost their faces, hid themselves and retreated, and fell in love, but they could not do anything.

Zi Donglai, how could he look down on them? He only longed for the peak of martial arts!

"Hahaha...... Yang Yu, I want to see, today, how are you fighting with me!"

Zi Donglai's strength at this moment, placed in the ten-year comparison three months ago, is enough to kill Emperor Wushuang in seconds, Ren Qingcang!

"What's the hurry, let's warm up first!" Yang Yu unscrupulously did warm-up exercises on the spot, stretching his limbs!

What their actions brought to the powerful was a kind of unwarranted doubt.

"It's strange, it's obvious that Zi Donglai won and got the second inheritance, why doesn't Yang Yu seem to care at all?"

Yang Yu still looked very happy.

"Yuan Amethyst, I'll give it to you, and the Holy Dao Fetus will naturally belong to me! Why don't you give me the Human Emperor Sutra?"

Zi Donglai stared at Yang Yu and said bluntly!

"It's not time to send you!" Yang Yu raised his finger and shook it, indicating that he refused!

"Then stop talking nonsense and let's get started!"

The duo withdrew thirty feet, freed up an open space, and each was ready to go!

Zi Donglai put away the Human Emperor Ziji Ding and dealt with Yang Yu, he didn't want to use any foreign objects, he just wanted to fight fairly.

The purple blood soft sword was pulled out in an instant, and the purple light spread to the nine heavens and ten earths, like a purple qi entangled him, and a coercion enveloped the heavens and the earth.

"What a murderous aura! This sword is not mortal!"

Although the Purple Blood Soft Sword seems to be weak and weak, shaking like a ribbon floating around, it gives people an invisible sense of crisis!

"Nonsense! This is Excalibur!"

There are a lot of people around who are commenting and praising it.

Yang Yu just shook his hand, and shook out the Seven Killing Sword, the broken Seven Killing Sword, rusty, and still missing.

"Why is Yang Yu's sword so broken, can't he come up with a decent weapon?"

When everyone saw the mediocre sword in Yang Yu's hand, they all scoffed at it with a sense of ridicule.

"You fools, you don't understand the glory of this sword! This is a killing divine weapon, which has been stained with countless blood of the Emperor! A strong man above the Emperor of Slaughter!"

Facing these ignorant people, Grandmaster Haiyue couldn't help but scold harshly.

"What?"

Zhu Qiang was confused, and took a closer look, but he still didn't think so!

"People can't look good, and neither can swords! The previous owner of this sword was the Seven Killing Saint Monarch!"

In another word, the surroundings were completely silent!

Seven Killing Saint Monarchs! That is a peerless legend that has been passed down through the ages, 180,000 years ago, and amazed the heavens!

They put away that look of contempt and replaced it with a solemn jealousy.

"It's the first time I've seen you perform swordsmanship. ”

Yang Yu looked over with a smile, still calm, but there was more expectation in his eyes.

"You will remember! Today you lost and died at my hands, don't blame me! In heaven and earth, there is only one human emperor! I just take back what belongs to me!"

Zi Donglai is extremely decisive, today's battle, the winner is divided, life and death! He kept Yang Yu as a sword test stone, just to sharpen himself.

As everyone knows, Yang Yu also thinks so!

Yang Yu didn't answer, he stared at Zi Donglai quietly, the sword was raised awe-inspiringly, and a purple light sprinkled down like a cloud!

Soft sword turns into rigidity!

At that moment, a sword qi pierced into Yang Yu's body, along his chest, about to cut through the flesh and blood!

This sword shot too fast, and Zhu Qiang didn't blink, but he still couldn't see it clearly!

It seemed that a sword really pierced Yang Yu's chest, however, Yang Yu's body blurred and faded in an instant, as if he was invisible and became nothing!

"Huh?"

Zi Donglai was stunned and did not move.

But when I looked up, I saw a roar from Canglong!

The dragon swoops, and the sword gives birth to the dragon soul!

"Long Xiao!"

The power of sound waves, invisible and shadowless, shook the earth and shook a radius of ten miles!

An invisible sonic force violently crushed the entire earth, collapsing and leaving a pit as deep as the bottom of the valley.

Zi Donglai was gone in a blink of an eye, maybe he was suppressed under this abyss crack?

Everyone was silent, looking at Yang Yu, who was haunted by a dragon soul in the sky, cold sweat overflowed his cheeks, and his lips were trembling!

This dragon power directly attacked the Quartet, causing a deafening movement, many people have been deaf, and there are also some Dao Palace realms, which are directly bleeding from the seven holes, regretting not being at the beginning, stumbling, covering their miserable faces, and retreating backwards!

At this moment, Yang Yu seemed to be the Nine Heavens True Dragon returning to its place, looking at the hearts of all the strong at a glance!

Just a roar, that's it!

What about Zi Donglai? Could it be that he died like this?

Some of them were not convinced.

Sure enough, in that depression, a force surged upward, shaking the four fields and throbbing in all directions!

"Don't use such a little trick!"

Under the earth, a unicorn appeared and rushed towards the dragon soul with its head held high, and the real dragon and the unicorn tore and fought, and both returned!

Zi Donglai appeared unscathed in everyone's field of vision, and once again swung the purple-blooded soft sword, his body was like a phantom, flickering, splashing purple circles all over the sky, full of the emperor's will!

Yang Yu wielded the Seven Killing Sword to meet him, the two swords battled, divided and combined, the light flashed, the sword was like a storm, whistling lightning and thunder!

I don't know if it was the catastrophe sent down by the heavens, or the sharp rise and destruction of the sword! shattered the scenery in all directions, smashed the mountains, rivers and trees, back and forth, staggered, dazzling!

Their gaze obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the two.

"Snort!"

"Bell, bell!"

The sword collides, sonorous, the cyan lotus blooms all over the place, the lotus field blocks the space, the sword lotus opens the sky, and the ten thousand lotus flowers turn into swords, condensing layer by layer!

A giant sword hit Zi Donglai's forehead, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and everything was broken, but it was transformed by a round of imprints on Zi Donglai's forehead, like a unicorn raising its head, Qinglong opened his eyes, opened his mouth and devoured an inch of sharp sword, directly devouring it!

"It's useless, I've become a soul in the flesh, if you want to hurt me, come up with your stronger trick!" Zi Donglai stomped his foot proudly, the lotus flower was annihilated, the realm disappeared, and he saw the light of day again!

realm, this kind of trick, but it can't trap Zi Donglai for a while!

"Don't rush, take your time. ”

Yang Yu once again performed the second weight of the killing realm, the ultimate perfection, the seven killing sword refining killing machines everywhere, the remnant sword is missing, and the avenue is flawless!

"Turn me into a sword, and move the mountains and rivers in one air!"

Yang Yu's whole person is like a phantom, submerged in the Seven Killing Sword, transcendent into the sainthood, the human sword is one, there is only one sword, shaking the Eight Desolations!

"Sneer-" The flying sword butterfly dances lightly, meandering, unpredictable, and overturning Xuanhuang!

Zi Donglai swung his sword tens of thousands of times in an instant, and cautiously circled with the Seven Killing Sword, with a hint of hideousness on his face: "Disappeared again!

"Cangshan smiled!

In an instant, with another swing of the sword, all the scattered purple sword shadows quickly closed and turned into a purple rainbow light, shining on the nine heavens!

The purple light turned into an immeasurable sea of blood, and the purple blood divine sword collided with the Seven Killing Sword again, and the judgment was made!

"Knock knock knock ......".

The disappeared Yang Yu flashed out, staggered backwards, and spat blood from his mouth, but he was hit hard by Zi Donglai's sword!

The world is like chess, and the situation is unpredictable!