Chapter 253: The Battle of the Year
At the moment when he turned around, the skeleton turned around, and the red light the size of grapes lit up in the eye sockets, and it was still flickering and beating, like a flame.
The hairs all over his body exploded in an instant, Yang Yifan took a few steps back, the blood shadow spear was already in front of him, the spiritual power was infused, and the scarlet light was flourishing.
"I didn't expect to wait for so long, but what I was waiting for was a young man who practiced guns. ”
A slightly vicissitudes of life sounded.
"A strong body, a great consummation of the unity of man and gun, a tenacious will, and an unyielding posture, very good. ”
The skeleton's mouth opened and closed, and its tone was full of appreciation.
The light curtain he placed at the top of the staircase was not lethal, in fact, it was to test whether he had the talent to cultivate the sword.
Sure enough, it has not been completely wiped out.
Yang Yifan's vigilance was even worse, when he shattered those remnants of sword intent before, he noticed that something was peeking at him, it seemed that it was the skeleton in front of him, and it was also the owner of this cave mansion, the fallen sword emperor powerhouse.
"Little one, although I only have a wisp of remnant soul left, it is not difficult to kill you, take it easy. ”
As he spoke, the skeleton sat down cross-legged, "Are you willing to give up the gun and cultivate the sword?" With my inheritance, at most one year, you can surpass you now, or even stronger, and it will not be difficult to enter the Heavenly Extreme Realm." ”
"No. ”
The voice was so crisp and decisive that the skeleton was also stunned, and the red light in those eyes flashed a few times.
There really is no hesitation.
If he wanted to abandon the gun, Yang Yifan would definitely choose to use a knife, the strength of the demon would only be stronger than this Sword Emperor, not weaker.
"It's a pity. ”
It took a long time for the skeleton to say three words.
Then he raised his hand, and an invisible force poured out.
The book "Tianhe Swordsmanship" emerged from Yang Yifan's storage ring.
"If you don't cultivate a sword, it's useless to you. ”
Yang Yifan didn't speak, this must be the proud work of this skeleton's life.
"I'm not stingy, since you're in, you can keep the rest. ”
It seems that it is indeed self-created, otherwise it would not be so important.
Yang Yifan thought to himself.
The skeleton put the "Tianhe Swordsmanship" aside, "Since they are all here, sit down and talk to me, I haven't spoken for many years, and it is estimated that it will completely disappear after this time." ”
"Did the seniors fall from injuries?"
Yang Yifan saw that the ribs in front of the skeleton's chest were obviously broken.
The skull nodded, "Boy, what do you think of my strength?"
"Very strong. ”
"Then let me tell you, in the first battle back then, I was just able to block one move, and then I was seriously injured?"
Can you block a move?
Yang Yifan was silent, could it be that a peerless master of the level of the demon made a move?
"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. ”
The skeleton sighed very much, "However, although I have no regrets in my death, I have finally bought time for those five peerless masters." ”
Five peerless masters?
Yang Yifan's heart jumped suddenly, and his face changed greatly, this Sword Emperor actually participated in the big battle that year?
"Boy, you know?"
The skeleton noticed the change in Yang Yifan's expression, and his tone became a little proud, "Also, that battle was earth-shattering, bloody for eight million miles, and the mountains and rivers were broken for many years, and it should be famous for eternity, boy, can my name as the Tianhe Sword Emperor be handed down? ”
It seems that after that battle, this Sword Emperor was seriously injured and returned here, and he didn't know what happened later.
Yang Yifan thought silently in his heart.
Looking at the Tianhe Sword Emperor, who was already a skeleton, for some reason, his heart was sour.
Where is there a name for eternity?
If he hadn't seen the yaksha with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there would have been such a tragic bloody battle back then.
Isn't it sad to use one's life to block the enemy, thinking that he could leave a name for eternity, but who would have thought that all this would be annihilated in the long river of history, and all the glory and glory would be dissipated?
"At that time, the Yaksha was so arrogant, I thought that after the First Battle of the Slaughter, there would be no master in our human race. ”
That battle also made the Tianhe Sword Emperor very proud, and he continued to say: "Millions of miles deep into the territory of my human race, the cities and rivers of blood flowed everywhere I passed, but in the end, I was not injured by the Great Elder, and then I was chased and killed by five peerless masters all the way? ”
The Battle of the Slayer?
Is that the legend true?
Yang Yifan's heart was skipping a beat, and his face was solemn to the extreme.
The book "Legend of the Eastern Wilderness" he saw in Tianyi Academy recorded that five war kings teamed up to kill alien saints in the Eastern Wilderness, and the war led to the decline of this area, and then it was named the Eastern Wilderness.
"However, that Yaksha is indeed powerful, and he fled from the Western Regions to this side, although our side has declined, and there are no more quasi-saints and peerless masters in charge, but so what?"
As he spoke, a sky-rushing sword intent also rose on the body of the Tianhe Sword Emperor, "One hundred and thirty-two Imperial Dao martial artists came out together to block the attack on the shore of Luoshui." ”
Yang Yifan's body shook, and he felt a sense of determination coming.
"The Taiyi Sword Emperor was pierced by a fork, the mad knife was smashed into pieces by a palm, and the bald man also directly turned into a pool of blood mist, hehe, whoever called them stupid, so weak and dared to come. ”
But Yang Yifan clearly saw the red light in the eye sockets of the Tianhe Sword Emperor beating, like the flickering crystal tears.
This suddenly reminded him of what the demon had said before, whether it is good or evil, if you meet a yaksha, you will be killed.
What kind of era was that era?
It is really hard for Yang Yifan to imagine that one hundred and thirty-two Emperor Dao martial artists came out together, fighting to the death, just to buy a little time, that kind of sadness and tragedy, which made his heart throb for a while.
"One hundred and thirty-two people, one hundred and thirty fell on the spot, I and the Blood Demon Sword Emperor survived, I saw with my own eyes that the five peerless masters caught up, and hit the Yaksha again, although that thing fled forward again, but it definitely couldn't survive. ”
"Survived. ”
The voice of the Tianhe Sword Emperor stopped suddenly, and a solemn aura immediately swept towards Yang Yifan like a storm, and his voice became indifferent and angry, "If that Yaksha can survive, can you still have today?"
Yang Yifan knew why the Tianhe Sword Emperor was like this, one hundred and thirty fellow brothers fell, but in exchange for such a result, if it was him, he would be unwilling and angry.
But this fact!
Although it was cruel, Yang Yifan felt that he must let this Tianhe Sword Emperor know the truth, if he didn't even know the truth of the facts, it would be the real cruelty and sorrow.
"On Kirishima Island, just outside of Wave City, I saw with my own eyes that the Yaksha and the remains of the five peerless masters were also buried with my own hands. ”
"No way. ”
Tianhe Sword Emperor Li snorted, and the hand bone instantly lifted up, falling directly on Yang Yifan's neck, "Boy, are you lying to me, aren't you? How could the Yaksha survive? The power of the five peerless masters, how can a person of your strength be imaginable, quickly say, you are lying to me." ”
There was a feeling of suffocation, and his neck felt like it was about to be pinched.
But Yang Yifan was not unmoved, but raised his left hand.
Swish.
In an instant, the Tianhe Sword Emperor's hand fell.
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