Swish!

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, Wu Yangyu carefully felt the changes in the artistic conception.

Under the urging of that mind, wisps of hot and dangerous breath are constantly looming.

"Boom!"

On the sky, there is a sword light, a long roar, the sword intent permeates the entire sky, in the endless sword light lingering, the figure of the Ming Emperor slowly emerged.

His face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with crystal light, like a god who had conquered the world, with a disdainful attitude, staring coldly at Wu Yangyu, that kind of appearance was clearly a kind of performance when looking at prey:

"Just ants, trying to escape from the hands of the emperor, do you think it is possible?"

Wu Yangyu didn't speak, just looked indifferently at the void.

There.

A ruin, dust was constantly sweeping, and under the gaze of Wu Yangyu's oracle eye, the stumps and blood in the ruins were clearly visible

"Heaven and earth are unkind, all things are used as dogs, the emperor is unkind, and all beings are ants!"

A low moan slowly spreads.

The sound didn't seem to be loud enough, but it swept through the sky like thunder, and bursts of thunder resounded out and continued to roar.

"Emperor!"

Rage, ferocious outbursts.

The Wu family, completely destroyed, thought of his relatives, thought of everything, all of them were like this ruin-like ending, and the anger in Wu Yangyu's heart could not be concealed and surged wildly in his heart.

Kill!

Boom!

He fought with guns in both hands, bloomed in unison, the tiger roared, and the ruling hunted and moved, and between each other, the aura of terror was vividly cathartic.

Since there is no way to retreat, Wu Yangyu does not need to cover up, at this moment, his cultivation has completely exploded.

The power of the ten spirit seeds has bloomed to the extreme, and in the body, whether it is the power of immortality or the power of the Prison Suppression Divine Body, it has been raised to the most extreme level.

"Look for death!"

Wu Yangyu's abnormality made Emperor Ming's face stunned slightly, but then he set off a wave of anger and shouted loudly.

With his identity and strength, Wu Yangyu's behavior is clearly a provocative gesture.

"Boom!"

Bursts of light and shadow.

Wu Yangyu's whole person was like a wild dragon, and his speed was amazing.

"Boom!"

In one step of 10,000 meters, he appeared in front of Emperor Eming in an instant.

In the center of his eyebrows, there was a clanging sound, as if a sword was cutting through the sky, and a bright light burst out from this, directly killing the Ming Emperor.

Secret Art - Sacrifice Your Life!

The light and shadow of the glazed wind blade looked extremely crystalline, like a carefully carved work of art, but the terrifying aura that emerged on it carried the destructive power to kill everything.

But.

In the face of this terrifying blow, Emperor Ming's face only flashed with a trace of disdain, and his palms moved slightly, and his fingers were like swords that were quickly embellished.

The shadow of the finger turned into a starry one, but it erupted with a terrifying killing force.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The two forces, the impressive collision, the strong sound, continued to spread around, and the large ripples were thus discovered, sparkling, but everywhere they went, thousands of cracks were set off, it was enough to imagine how amazing the destructive power formed by the two of them.

The invincible sacrifice blow was instantly defeated by the other party, and the combat power of the Ming Emperor really made people palpitate, but there was not much abnormality in Wu Yangyu's heart, on the contrary.

He had already judged this.

Although the power of the imperial road seems to be only one step higher than that of the emperor by half a step, in fact, between the two, whether in the comprehension of power or in control, it has already exceeded too much, and it is a worlds of difference.

If you can kill with one hit, then you're a hell of a ghost.

"Bang Bang!"

Meanwhile.

He waved his left and right hands in unison.

The two war spears, like two terrifying dragons, bombarded out frantically, and the speed was a hundred times faster than in the past.

Twin guns.

This is the first time Wu Yangyu has done this.

Gun course.

Among these blades, there seems to be no edge of the sword, and there is no domineering of the sword...... Even in the martial arts comprehended by this blade, there is an embarrassment that it is not up or down.

But.

The horror of the gun is beyond the expectations of ordinary people.

The so-called war spear is an inch long and an inch strong.

With the length of the blade beyond other blades, the use of the war spear will be more rigorous, with the comprehension of the way of the gun, with the increase in the field of the gun, Wu Yangyu's double spear came in an instant.

"Kill!"

In the fierce roar, the half-step emperor and the emperor powerhouse formed a head-to-head confrontation for the first time.

"Boom!"

The sword finger quickly tore through the sky.

Even in the face of Wu Yangyu's power of two spears, Emperor Ming still carried it with one hand, and the other hand quickly turned into a sword finger and rushed towards the terrifying gun shadow.

Airplanes!

However.

At the moment when the two were about to collide, Emperor Ming's face suddenly changed, and then, the sword finger was retracted like lightning, and at that critical moment, the light in his hand quickly converged, and a terrifying cyan ancient sword flew out fiercely, and slashed out horizontally against the shadow of the gun.

"Dang!"

Swords, spears.

Two different blades slammed into each other, crisp but enough to tear apart everything, centered on the two, and burst out impressively.

Twinkling.

The two have played each other hundreds of times.

Void.

One after another, divine thoughts emanated, with panicked fluctuations, watching everything here.

The speed of the two is extremely fast, and even if they are watched by all the strong people, few people can keep up with their speed, and they can only barely see two afterimages, which are flashing with amazing killing power, fighting frantically.

"Boom!"

In the sword airflow, suddenly, a terrifying sword intent was vented.

In the hands of Emperor Ming, the cyan ancient sword suddenly erupted with a terrifying roar, and the majestic aura emanated, an indescribable breath, permeating the sword light.

"Click!"

This moment.

In the space, there seemed to be bursts of wails, obviously, it was no longer able to withstand this terrifying aura, and it was constantly cracking and distorting!

"Wu Yang Yu ......"

Staring at Wu Yangyu coldly, Emperor Ming's eyes flashed with an increasingly vicious brilliance.

With his identity and combat power, he should have been able to kill a half-step emperor in an instant, but now he has fought with Wu Yang Yu hundreds of times.

Though.

In the battle just now, he didn't use all his strength, and even fought with a contempt and disdain, but this kind of battle situation still angered him.

"The Path of the Sword ......"

Feeling the change in the aura around him, Wu Yangyu's face was not sad or happy, but his heart was secretly awe-inspiring......