The voice came from 10,000 meters away, and it was a half-step emperor.

Under such a strong battle, although everyone here is in the position of the emperor, there are already many sect disciples around who are watching.

The one who speaks is a half-step emperor.

In the flickering of his eyes, there were divine light patterns constantly appearing on his body, and faintly, in this back, there was an illusory Buddha light and shadow swallowing and manifesting, obviously, this was a Zen disciple.

In Wu Yangyu's hand, the bamboo knife that shimmered with a strange dark purple light really made him unable to ignore it.

It's not just him.

At this moment, as the words of this half-step emperor fell, all of a sudden, sharp rays of light quickly shot out from a pair of ancient, deep, and sacred eyes.

There is an ancient emperor, slowly opened a pair of eyes that exuded a pure breath of sacrifice, and the sharp light continued to swallow in it.

"Killing Blade ......"

Looking at the bamboo knife in Wu Yangyu's palm, the emperor's voice slowly spread.

As soon as the words were spoken, it seemed to be mixed with some kind of mystical truth, the heavens and the earth seemed to be trembling slightly, and faintly, there was the sound of Sanskrit singing and singing, as if it was singing the praises of the epic.

This is clearly a vision that can only appear after the Buddha's path has been cultivated to the extreme.

"This magic knife will be born again!"

The emperor who spoke, his face was ancient, and his robe was extremely ordinary, if it weren't for the divine immortal power that emanated from time to time, I am afraid no one could have imagined that this was a world-famous emperor.

But.

That seemingly quaint aura, but no one dares to underestimate it, even if it is Wu Yangyu, his heart is secretly awe-inspiring, the other party is a strong man whose strength has entered the transformation realm, and he has almost touched the point of Fa Sui's words and deeds.

A word can shake the power of heaven and earth.

Killing Blade.

An ancient murder weapon, a peerless demon soldier.

In that ancient era, there was once a strong Zen sect who injected divine power into it and sealed it, and since then, it has been lost.

"This thing belongs to my Zen sect!"

The Zen Emperor, the voice came again.

This voice, although it does not sound majestic, gives people a boundless suppression, which is not a discussion, but an order, even an order.

"This is the emperor of the impure sect, the other party is controlled by the sect master of the older generation of the impure sect, after the abdication, it is rare to appear, I didn't expect that this time it will appear again!"

"Hmph, the seals of the extraterritorial evil clan have been broken, if it doesn't appear now, I'm afraid this impure sect won't be able to win more benefits!"

around.

Some disciples began to discuss.

"Hehe, what a big face, this killing blade is a demon soldier, a peerless murder weapon, but why did Lao Tzu listen to you, he planned to attribute this thing to your impure sect. ”

Cold.

Just as Nazang Tuo's words fell, a rough and domineering voice suddenly came out.

The person who spoke, burly, with an evil face, the whole person seemed to be bathed in a strange airspace, he stood there, although there was no movement, but it made people constantly feel an extremely great trend, which was converging in it, such a general trend, towering like a sacred mountain, thick and incomparable, once surging, it was the sky and the earth collapsed, and everything collapsed!

The other party wrapped his arms around him, and he didn't pay attention to Nazangtuo at all.

The impure sect, what a kind of existence, faintly has the posture of the head of Zen Buddhism, and there are only a few ancient Zen sects that can compete with it, and those who can confront it in such a posture are probably no one other than the evil in the Amitabha sect.

"Mi evil, even your master, Shikya Ye doesn't dare to have such an attitude towards me!"

Faced with the evil attitude, Nazangtuo's face couldn't help but move slightly, and in his tone, there was a faint coldness, and he groaned in a deep voice.

"My master, you really put gold on your face...... Zangtuo, my master is because of your high seniority, so I don't have the same knowledge as you, otherwise, do you really think that my master is afraid that you will not succeed?"

As a peerless genius in the Amitabha Sect, the evil at this moment has reached the position of the emperor, he has cut off the cultivation many times, rebuilt from scratch, and the degree of solid foundation has surpassed too many emperors, although at this time, he has just stepped into the position of the emperor, but the combat power is extraordinary.

And.

There is not much difference between the foundation of the Amitabha Sect itself and the impure Sect, so the Amitabha Sect has absolutely no respect for the Tibetan Sect, and the tone is very inadequate.

"Now, this killing blade is still in the hands of others, isn't it too early to start discussing the issue of ownership at this time?"

The Furious Flame Elder of the Tianyang Temple also groaned in a deep voice, and between his words, it was clear that he was coming towards Nazang Tuo.

This Wu Yang Yu was the benefactor who had saved their disciples of the Tianyang Temple, and he naturally had a sense of speaking to Wu Yang Yu.

"This person must die, his realm has reached the position of the emperor, you know, in this sect, those who can reach the emperor are all top figures, the existence of the world, we people, which one is not the master level in the sect, but do you have any clues about this person? Who is he? Where does he come from?"

Emperor Ming's face is incomparable, and the arcs on his face are distorted.

Wu Yangyu's knife, although it did not suppress him into a serious injury, but in front of so many people, he was directly slashed out by Wu Yangyu, which made his face look good.

"I suspect that this guy is definitely not a human race, and he probably killed the evil clan just to cover up his true purpose, especially the killing blade, which is a peerless murder weapon, and the person who can hold such a murder weapon is definitely not a good one, that only the people of the devil and the evil way can control it!"

What a heart-wrenching statement!

"That's right, this emperor also guessed like this!"

"The Demon Dao, after all, is not the right way, this person's methods are ruthless, not to mention, and he also shot at the human race, he should be punished!"

"Be punished!"

Suddenly.

Several more emperors spoke.

"Humph!"

In Wu Yangyu's heart, he secretly sneered.

He had dealt with Emperor Ming more than once, and he knew a lot about the shamelessness of this person, and this was the consistent practice of the Five Emperors.

"Kill!"

There was no hesitation.

The power of the Emperor in his body was radiated again, and he killed Emperor Ming again.

Now that it has been discovered, Wu Yangyu knows that it is only a matter of time before his identity is guessed, and besides, the Killing Blade has appeared once in the Secret Realm of the Gods, which is also a suspicion.

And.

Even at this time, whether it was the Tianyang Divine Temple, the Doushen Sect, the Amitabha Sect and other sects, they would not take action to suppress him, but the other allies of the Five Emperor Sect would not sit idly by.

Under the joint efforts of all the emperors, even if he was not afraid, but, at the last moment, as long as his strength is completely unfolded, and all the hole cards are displayed again, his identity is probably guessed even if he is an idiot.

Therefore, he has to fight quickly, even if he can't kill Emperor Ming, he has to beat him half to death!

"Boom!"

The thunder roared, and the sword was swallowed.

Wu Yangyu pushed down with a knife, there seemed to be thunder converging, in the bursts of thunder, his speed was already extremely fast, the whole person turned into a streamer, and in a few moments, he appeared in front of Emperor Ming again.

"You dare!"

At the bottom of Emperor Ming's heart, it was called a trembling.

Although he is also an emperor, the gap among emperors is also very different.

Like what.

These powerful beings in this impure great sect, the evil master of the Amitabha sect, the Shikya leaf, and so on, have long been ancient emperors, and what is he, he is just a new emperor.

These people, if they make a move on him, he will definitely not be able to withstand it, and in the confrontation with Wu Yangyu just now, he also vaguely felt that Wu Yangyu in front of him definitely has a strength and heritage beyond him.

Feeling the terrifying power on the other side, the constant slaughter, suddenly, his heart was called a sad anger, he always felt that this Wu Yang Yu was clearly locked on him, and the heavy hand was also completely aimed at him.

"Death!"

Really.

Just as Wu Yangyu's attacking power broke out, in the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land, a powerful emperor stepped out, and the power of Huanghuang emanated, and he quickly shot at Wu Yangyu.

"The Demon Dao is the Evil Dao, it is the bloodthirsty Martial Dao, it is extremely evil, but as an emperor, you are cultivating the Demon Dao, so naturally you should be damned!"

Another emperor joined the battlefield.

It was an emperor with a young appearance, and the other party carried it with one hand, and the whole person was fluttering like a fairy, as if it would turn into a long rainbow at any time, and the feathers would turn into immortals.

"Chop!"

A low roar slowly swept up from Wu Yangyu's mouth, and he felt the position of the imperial road that was constantly surging out in all directions, and the anger in his heart slowly increased.

Especially this young emperor, he has endless disgust in his heart.

Because behind this guy, it is not someone else, but the Nine Xuantai Sect.

This Nine Xuan Tai Shang Sect, he has not intersected with the other party for a long time, but he is also very disgusted with the attitudes and practices of this sect.

But he didn't expect that the other party would be so shameless as to be in such a situation, and even classified himself into the camp of the Demon Dao.

"All kinds of shameless people, do you want to choose group battles?"

Four weeks.

The killing power and the general trend of the imperial road that were constantly crushing made the corners of Wu Yangyu's mouth can't help but draw a faint coldness.

Since it is difficult to keep his identity, there is no need for him to continue acting.

"Roar!"

"Boom!"

Between words.

In his hand, the killing blade disappeared completely, and a huge war spear had slowly emerged.

"This is?!"

The moment I looked at the war spear, there was an exclamation, and I couldn't help but spread......