Chapter 1221: Silver Armor Corpse
When the more than ten disciples of the Zhenshi Sword Domain in the cave heard this, they were stunned one by one.
Although Sword Guiyi has only been in the Holy Land for less than ten years, his talent and cultivation have long been recognized by other disciples, and even the five great sword cultivators of the younger generation have praised his unparalleled kendo talent.
This kind of super Tianjiao, when he was on an envoy to the Qingxia Ancient Sect last time, he could only fight with the people under Emperor Yunxiao's hands? What are you kidding!
Yang Wugang's face was full of surprise, although he had a hot temper, he was not an idiot, the cultivation of the sword to the one might be a little worse than the five of them, but the monk who faced the Tianji wheel was enough to fight.
As long as the Qingxia Ancient Sect is not a disciple of the top ten true legends in this generation, it is almost impossible for other true legends to compete with him, not to mention that the other party is still an inner disciple.
"The last time the two uncles were depressed, it was because you suffered a loss at the hands of Emperor Yunxiao?"
The sword is unified and does not hide it, and generously admits it:
"That's right, the disciple who was defeated by me is named Ao Tianguan, he has a terrifying body, and he is more sensitive than the demon clan in battle.
The second senior brother may not know that Di Yunxiao is actually a sword cultivator, and he is extremely good at the sword path, he has already comprehended the sword power and the Yuan Shen realm. ”
When it came to Di Yunxiao, Jian Guiyi's expression was quite complicated, the two were originally people on the same starting line, but now the other party was more than one step ahead of him.
However, he was not discouraged, although the sword cultivation was collectively called a great avenue, they each had their own immortal path opportunities.
He was accepted as a closed disciple by a peerless old monster in the Zhenshi Sword Domain, and he was even given such a top-notch sword technique by the sect, once he cultivated this method to the Dacheng realm, he could be invincible at the level of the Jade Heng Wheel.
"What? That little cub is also a sword cultivator, and he has comprehended the sword power like me and opened the realm of the primordial gods?"
Yang Wugang was taken aback, as a leader in sword cultivation and one of the five powerhouses of the young generation of the Sword Domain, he certainly knew what this meant.
"How is it possible, how is this possible! I comprehended the sword momentum and penetrated the shackles of the Yuan Shen for seventy years, he is just a little cub in his thirties, how can he do it?"
"Senior Brother Jian, aren't you trying to destroy your own prestige with the will of others, right? If Emperor Yunxiao is really so powerful, how can we not hear any rumors?"
Inside the cave, the inner disciples of these holy places looked at each other, and there was a sense of disbelief in their hearts.
They were all elites screened from dozens or hundreds of large and small realms, and they knew how difficult it was to cultivate immortals, and it was extremely difficult for them to be able to improve a small realm of the Purple Mansion in the past thirty years.
If you want to break through the shackles in thirty years, comprehend the sword intent and sword momentum, and awaken your own Yuan Shen Realm, no matter how you hear it, it's a bit fantastical.
It's no wonder that these Holy Land disciples think it's unbelievable, if there really is such a ghost talent, with the huge intelligence network of the Holy Land, they should have heard of it.
"Don't believe it. The souls of the Purple Mansion monks contaminated in the hands of Emperor Wu were no less than fifty, or even more. There is news circulating in the dark world, this guy has hunted more than one monk at the level of the Jade Heng Wheel!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the cave, and even a sword Dao Tianjiao like Yang Wugang, who was prone to making mistakes, gasped and was shocked.
With his cultivation, it is not difficult to defeat a real person giant of Yuheng Dacheng, but if he wants to kill a powerhouse of this level, it is really powerful to use his own strength.
"The sword is one, some words are impossible to say nonsense, disturbing the heart of the disciples of the Holy Land is not a small crime!"
Yang Wugang completely calmed down, if Emperor Yunxiao really had such ability as Sword Guiyi said, it would be reasonable to be able to favor the Thunder Clan's Emperor Maiden.
Jian Guiyi shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and said that he had fulfilled his responsibilities as a fellow disciple.
It's just that not everyone is like Yang Wugang who is stopped, and there are too many people in this world who are bound to win the Thunder Clan Emperor Maiden.
Being able to marry such a top celestial proud woman can get the support of the great Thunder Clan, thinking about the huge power of the Thunder Clan, some people will inevitably lose their minds while their hearts are hot.
At night, the stars shine brightly, and the bright full moon disappears into the clouds, obscuring its brilliance.
Di Yunxiao, who was taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes, a wisp of cold flashed, and he slowly got up.
"Since you're here, why don't you come in, can't you still wait for an invitation?"
A punch blasted out, and the violent fist wind enveloped the terrifying qi, instantly shaking a large gap in the window of the bamboo house, and directly bombarding a figure.
Bang!
The debris of the bamboo house flew around, and Emperor Yunxiao tiptoed lightly, moving out of the bamboo house in an instant.
Three zhang away in front of him, a monk with dozens of large and small rings hanging from his body stood, his white pupils looked extremely strange, and the surging coercion escaped from the other party's body.
The station of the Qingxia Alliance became noisy with the loud voice of Emperor Yunxiao, and dozens of monks appeared near the Emperor Yunxiao bamboo house within a dozen breaths, looking at the strange monk vigilantly.
"The Soul Eater captive of the Mixed Yuan Dao Gate, the silver armored corpse of the Zombie Island, what is the reason for appearing here?"
Zhencang Dazhen held a silver armor piece in his hand, which seemed inconspicuous, but it made the cloudy eyes of the silver armor corpse move, and he retreated a few feet back as if he was afraid.
"Mithril Flying Blade! Emperor Yunxiao, my master asked me to come and pass the word. It's best to stay away from Fairy Jiang, otherwise, even if you are the Young Leader of the Qingxia Ancient Sect, you will inevitably suffer from some flesh and skin. ”
The sound of the silver armor corpse was like the friction of fine iron, and it sounded extremely harsh.
Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's body was stunned, and a nameless fire rose from his heart: "Fairy Jiang, old monster, who are you talking about?"
"Don't pretend to be garlic, although I don't know how you bewitched Her Royal Highness the Thunder Clan's Emperor, but remember, don't get close to Fairy Jiang again, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"
After saying this, the silver-armored corpse stomped its feet and jumped up into the air, intending to stay away from the camp of the Qingxia Alliance.
The Mithril Flying Blade in the hands of the Great True Man had great lethality against zombies, and he had to guard against it.
"Niang Xipi, do you want to leave after farting and patting your ass here, when did you say that you can get out!"
A golden light and shadow pierced the void, and I don't know when Emperor Yunxiao had already caught up, his five fingers clenched, and the golden Buddha Light Holy Fist smashed into the waist and ribs of the silver armored corpse.
The strength of 500,000 jin instantly broke the copper skin and iron bones of this silver armored corpse, and the power of the dragon elephant ancient Buddha violently shook out, directly hitting the opponent's five inside.
Although the silver-armored zombie was refined into copper skin and iron bones, it was not cast of divine gold after all, and this punch made his core tremble.
Burst!
A mouthful of silver blood spurted out, and the silver-armored corpse smashed into a mountain peak in the distance like a falling meteorite, and the rumbling sound could be heard clearly even from the other force camps miles away.