Looking at the bombermen who were pouring towards him like a sea of poisonous explosions, Yang Zheng was secretly speechless. It seems that the process of killing the black dragon, this emperor does not know anything, under my sword, these people are just sent to death.

On the square, Yang Zhengze's indifferent voice sounded again: "It's really a big deal, it's so bloody...... Handwriting! ”

The emperor looked proud, and laughed loudly: "Of course, for the emperor, you should have such courage!" ”

Looking at the thousands of Deadpools who looked at death as if they were home, and then at the emperor who was smug and didn't care about their lives, Yang Zhengze only felt like he had stepped on shit, and he wanted to vomit in disgust!

Slowly exhaling, Yang Zhengze let go of the hand holding Shen Yue and took a step forward.

"Qianyuan Sword? Four. ”

Yang Zhengze raised his hand and used the fourth sword of Qianyuan, which was incomparably defensive. After all, to slaughter thousands of people in one go, he asked himself, as a person who still has a bottom line, he ...... Can't do it!

A transparent light shield different from the psionic shield appeared on his body, and the defense of this light shield could not be broken by anyone in this world except himself!

Quickly advancing against the light mask, Yang Zhengze launched a counter-charge, only to see that with the swing of the long sword in his hand, the fiery wires on the black-clothed man around him were all wiped out!

But there were still many explosions, ringing around. The huge impact caused countless ripples in the light mask, but it couldn't break through the light mask's defenses after all.

In the eyes of others, Yang Zhengze rushed into the thousands of bombs that kept exploding. As the explosion became more and more intense, the emperor who was standing in the distance had a happy smile on his face.

As the explosion gradually subsided and everything quieted down, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a hellish scene of countless severed limbs scattered, intestines flowing, and blood dripping! Accompanied by the painful wails of the hundreds of surviving bombermen, the strong smell of blood rushed to their minds, and even this group of martial arts people who were accustomed to killing couldn't help but have a strong urge to vomit, lying on the ground and vomiting wildly.

The emperor's face was also a little pale, but it was not because of the miserable condition of these subordinates whom he regarded as tools, but because of the slender figure standing in the sea of corpses and blood, looking at him expressionlessly.

Yang Zhengze looked at the emperor who was wearing a dragon robe and exuding the aura of a king, and there was only one thought in his mind: kill him!

Such a ruthless fool who doesn't take human life seriously; is so scheming, vainly trying to get rid of his yin man, except for hacking him to death, Yang Zhengze can't think of any way to calm himself.

The figure slowly rises and stands in the air. Yang Zhengze pointed at the emperor, and his voice sounded without the slightest emotion:

"You, damn it."

The emperor looked at Yang Zhengze as if he were looking at an ant, and he became angry. As the Son of Heaven, failing to make the world bow down is his most regretful thing. Therefore, he worked hard to run the Golden Dragon Society, just so that this group of unruly martial arts knights could surrender to his feet, listen to his orders, and conquer the Quartet. As a result, this Yang Zhengze dared to look at me with such eyes!

Drawing the saber at his waist, the emperor pointed at Yang Zhengze in the sky.

"I, I should give you a death!"

Silence, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence. Even those Bombermen, who were originally wailing, endured the pain at the moment, looking at the two who were standing still against each other.

The head and disciple of the Eight Desolations, the four dragons Mu Ying and the soldiers, all looked at the two who vowed to kill each other without saying a word. One is the descendant of the Sword Saint, and there has never been an opponent in the world of the 'Poetry Sword Immortal'. The other is the Supreme Son of Heaven, the strongest master of the Golden Dragon Society.

The decisive battle between these two must be a battle for the world!

In mid-air, Yang Zhengze's originally indifferent eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp sword light, and those deep black pupils seemed to suddenly turn into a sharp sword, and a powerful sharp edge emerged from the whole person, condensing but not hairing, as if the whole person had become a sword blade that could penetrate the heavens and the earth!

Everyone present was shocked, the condensed sword intent on Yang Zhengze's body was really unheard of, and they didn't know how terrifying his strength was. Fei Jian's eyes were even brighter, staring at Yang Zhengze, like a fanatical believer who saw the true God.

When the emperor saw Yang Zhengze's performance, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn. Suddenly, he slowly closed his eyes, and a sky-high momentum also rose on his body, and the wind around him was fierce, and the royal robe was hunting. When he opened his eyes again, he revealed the spirit of a king who dominates the world and looks at all directions.

He could feel that if he didn't exert his full strength, perhaps, there would be no more opportunities to play. Therefore, he used the special true qi of the royal peerless "Imperial Dao Holy Scripture" to run extremely fast, and the golden true qi came out of his body, just waiting to send out a full blow!

"Emperor, you take your Yangguan Road, and I take my single-plank bridge. Originally, I didn't care about these power struggles, because I couldn't look at them. It's a pity that you have chased and killed me again and again, and provoked me, so your life will end here. ”

Yang Zhengze looked at the emperor, and also showed caution, after a conversation, his own momentum reached its peak, and a curved bow called the ultimate move was finally pulled into a full moon, just waiting to be stimulated.

Under Yang Zhengze's threat, the emperor only felt a slight tremor all over his body, and his hairs stood on end, as if he had encountered a mortal crisis.

He took a deep breath, let his body slowly calm down, and the king's aura rose again, stared at Yang Zhengze, and said:

"Yang Zhengze, you are the biggest obstacle to my plan, if you don't get rid of you, who will you get rid of? It's useless to talk too much, for the sake of my great cause, you will ...... Go to hell! ”

At this moment, the emperor had forgotten everything around him, and there was only one thought left in his mind, that is, ...... Kill!

The two surging momentum formed two storm centers, frantically squeezing the surrounding air, and the violent wind made everyone squint their eyes and resist the oppressive battle intent on their bodies.

The two of them faced each other with their swords, and the surging killing intent was about to explode!

After feeling the incomparably condensed killing intent on each other's body, suddenly, the two of them smiled at the same time, but this smile was full of bloodlust and killing!

Sou!!!

The emperor drew his sword, took a step forward, and the figure disappeared, turning into a golden sword light, and slashed towards Yang Zhengze.

The sword divides the rivers and mountains!

One of the tricks of the royal sword technique, a sword is used, splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain, the speed is extremely fast, and the power is incomparable. At this time, the emperor himself, who had been practicing hard for a hundred years, naturally went even further, and a sword was slashed, as if he wanted to divide this square into two.

And Yang Zhengze, who was the target, also took a step forward and swung his sword out at the moment when the emperor's figure dissipated.

"Qianyuan Sword? One! ”

With a sword slashed out, Yang Zhengze attacked the emperor first.

The emperor's sword exuded the domineering spirit of a king, and it seemed that it really wanted to split a crack in this river and mountain. And Yang Zhengze's sword is extremely sharp, as if it can cut everything, even space!

Bite!!!

The swords of the two finally collided in the air.