The sword, pointed directly at the King of the Black Horn.

The Empress of Liuli, looking at Yan Feng's back, in Liuli's eyes, although she looked indifferent and ruthless, she did not have the slightest emotion.

But if you look closely, deep under the eyes of this glass empress... But there is a deep concern.

After all, what Yan Feng was facing, it was the King of the Black Horn.

Even if... Even if Empress Liuli knew that Yan Feng must have her own killing moves, she would not have stood up like this.

But in my heart, I still don't feel at ease.

Don't say that the glazed empress, even Dao Aoki, Zhi Mo, and Liusan, looking at Yan Feng who stood up, also frowned, with a sense of worry.

At the time of the Desolate Emperor Tomb, they all saw the sword qi that appeared on Yan Feng's body.

But... This sword qi, after all, was left by the Desolate Emperor, and after all, three eras had passed.

And... No one knew how much of this sword qi Yan Feng still had, and how much of the power of this sword qi still existed.

The king of the black horn is so strong, and several of them have experienced the battle of the year, so they naturally know it in their hearts.

Yan Feng, holding a sword in his right hand, the emperor's robe flew with the wind, but his expression was indifferent.

Looking at the king of the black horn above the sky, there was a coldness in his eyes.

"Boy, you only have two sword qi now, do you really want to use it in this kind of place? Isn't it too wasteful! In fact, let your people rush up, this bullshit black horn thing can't make any waves at all, and within a stick of incense, most of them have to lead people to escape. ”

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded.

For the words of this old man with a sword spirit, Yan Feng was naturally clear.

With the power in his hands, Dao Aoki and the others, as well as the billion desolate warriors, and the powerhouses of the two continents, these people pressed towards the Black Horn Clan together.

This Black Horn clan must not be able to bear it.

Even if it is the king of the black horn, if Michiaoki and the others join forces, he will definitely not be an opponent, and he will definitely escape.

But...

Yan Feng didn't want to do that.

After all, that's not a long-term solution.

Expel this king of the black horn today, and he will find a place to live, so that the rest of the land will suffer.

And one day, the king of the black horns will kill him.

Myself... Now he has ascended the throne of the Emperor of the Desert.

And the Desolate Emperor is the one who shoulders the great responsibility of the human race in this chaotic land!

The best way is to completely wipe out the king of the black horns.

What's more, today is the day of Yan Feng's ascension to the throne, and the appearance of this king of the black horns will be if he retreats.

From now on, how will this desolate emperor of his own be?

Yan Feng, the king of the black horn was reflected in his eyes.

In his sword, there are only two sword qi now... In other words, he must use these two sword qi to completely destroy this king of black horns.

The king of the black horns, from top to bottom, looked at Yan Feng.

In the eye... From the beginning of the jealousy, it slowly turned into doubt, and finally into contempt.

He saw through the desolate emperor's intent on Yan Feng's body.

"You, not Baili Moyun. ”

The King of the Black Horn, with a quiet voice, fell into the ears of Yan Feng.

"You don't care who I am, today you will die. ”

Yan Feng spoke lightly.

The king of the black horns, looking at Yan Feng, suddenly burst out laughing.

Get rid of the Emperor of the Wilderness... In his life, he has never been afraid of anyone.

In his opinion.

He got rid of the immortal lord who couldn't be killed, and he was already the strongest in this chaos.

"Your breath and appearance are very similar to those hundred miles of Mo Yun, I think it should be his bloodline or something... Today, it is to kill his bloodline, and the first shame!"

The King of the Black Horns, with his fangs, is terrifying.

figure, swooping down suddenly.

A monstrous coercion emerged from this king of black horns, crushing the heavens and the earth!

Rumble!

Many people behind Yan Feng, under this coercion, were instantly shocked back.

Even Michichi, Aoki and the others frowned.

And the harsh wind... If it is only about his own cultivation, I am afraid that this coercion of the King of the Black Horn will be enough to turn it into powder, and it will be directly crushed and dissipated.

However, around him, with that sword qi protective body, he didn't have any discomfort in this coercion.

The eyebrows condensed slightly, and from above the sky, the king of the black horns roared down.

The wind was severe, and the body did not move.

The sword in the hand... Hold on slowly!

In his eyes, the figure of the king of black horns was getting closer and closer.

"Boy, you just have two sword qi, you have to save a little. ”

In Yan Feng's heart, the sound of the old man's laughter came out.

Yan Feng did not reply to him.

Here it comes!

The sword in his hand, a sword roar came out in an instant!

Everyone's faces, at this moment... Everything has changed!

From Yan Feng's body, to be precise, it is the sword in Yan Feng's hand, with an earth-shattering sword aura, breaking through the sky!

That sword qi is the sword qi of the Desolate Emperor Mo Yun!

The Three Firmaments and Four God Emperors, these seven people, in the seven directions outside the Aoki Spirit Continent, all had a sudden change in their faces, this sword aura...!

Its strength is even stronger than that day in the Desolate Emperor Tomb!

Emperor's Palace.

In the sky, there was a brilliant red and black sword light, like a meteor, passing through the sky.

The whole sky, the moment the sword light crossed, turned into red and black.

Heaven and earth fell silent.

Look at the place of the Emperor's Palace.

Yan Feng's figure, at this moment... It's already a change of place with the King of the Black Horns.

Yan Feng stood in front of the Blackhorn Clansman, with his back to the Terrans.

And the Black Horn King, before the Terrans, is also facing back.

Move... Motionless.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three Breaths...

Dead!

Until the fifth breath!

A terrible roar came from the mouth of the Black Horn King.

His body seemed to have countless cracks, and red and black swords bloomed out of it!

The Black Horn King, wanting to turn around, in his eyes, there was unwillingness, horror, and incredibleness!

Back then... It's the same sword qi.

himself, but he carried it alive, and then was sealed by Baili Moyun.

He always thought... Baili Moyun couldn't kill him, so he was sealed.

This is also why, although he sensed the sword intent in Yan Feng's sword, he was still not afraid to rush.

In his opinion, as long as he resisted a sword, he was enough to kill this person.

But... He was wrong.

He's been wrong all along.

Baili Moyun didn't intend to kill him at all.

If you really want to kill him, Baili Moyun only needs a sword.

Today, Yan Feng's sword proves this.

A terrible screaming roar.

The red and black sword rays came out of the body of this black horn king, covering all the heavens and the earth.

When the sword is gone...

From then on, the Black Horn King will no longer exist in the world, and he will be wiped out!

The wind is howling.

"Kill!"

From among the Terrans, a voice roared.

Countless people rushed to the sky and went straight to those who were still in shock.

These beings have not yet recovered from the shock of their clan head being slaughtered.

People, one by one, bypassed by Yan Feng's side.

With a chilling killing intent!

The slaughter, it's begun!