Chapter 1080: Mysterious Lord
As Zi Yi spoke, her eyes locked on the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor, and she listened to everyone's conversation clearly in her peeping pupils, and she was able to distinguish who was a friend and who was an enemy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yan Lan's eyes also looked at the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor, and said angrily: "Flowing Shadow, since you came to kill me, then it depends on your ability." ”
In an instant, Yan Lan's body rose with a huge momentum, like a volcano erupting out, full of indomitable faith, as if even if it was a god descending from the sky, he was not afraid.
The onlookers quietly retreated, their eyes flashing with horror.
"The high-level sub-alliance of the Sword Alliance has great energy, and the entire Sword Alliance is even a behemoth, even the high-level sub-alliance of the Sword Alliance must be carefully weighed in the face of the high-level sub-alliance of the Sword Alliance through the Wuzhou Prefecture Capital, how can Yan Lan provoke such a force?"
"Yan Lan provokes the Black Pavilion, maybe he can be called bold, but if he provokes the Sword Alliance, it is absolutely stupid and arrogant. ”
"Let's leave quickly, lest we provoke the wrath of the Sword Emperor and cause us to lose our lives because of Yan Lan's madness!"
"I'm thousands of miles away lurking and watching the battle, pinching the teleportation talisman at any moment. In such a huge battle, even if you lose half your life, you can't ignore it. ”
“......”
The cultivators who came to watch each had their own thoughts, and after a while, they all retreated to thousands of miles away.
More than half of them did not hesitate to leave. Only a small number of people are still gritting their teeth and secretly watching from a distance.
At this time, only Niu Lin Jianjun, Jade Rulong, Yan Lan, Ziyi, Wu Se, and the unconscious Nan Tuotian and Fan Lan were left in the sky above the Black Hell Mountain Range.
The Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor's hand was already pressed on the long sword at his waist, and he looked at Yan Lan arrogantly and said, "At a young age, you have such a cultivation, it is better to be the watchdog of this emperor." After a hundred years, give you freedom. Give you another chance to ascend to heaven. ”
"Shut up!"
Zi Yi looked angrily at the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor, a black phoenix seal. Without hesitation, blast away.
Yan Lan didn't expect Ziyi to be so decisive, as a man, he seemed a little forward-looking.
I saw that the seal of the black phoenix turned into a three-zhang black phoenix, with a fierce murderous aura, and rushed away.
The Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor was originally indifferent, and the mark of the black phoenix was a hundred feet away, and his pupils shrank suddenly, feeling that the black phoenix in front of him was extremely not simple, so he drew his sword and pinched it. Swing out a thousand sword blades, forming a strange sword seal, heading straight towards the black phoenix seal.
"Bang ......"
It was like two steel-cast peaks colliding, making a sound that was thick and sharp, and an invisible shock wave swept between the heavens and the earth, causing the earth to collapse and the clouds to dissipate.
Zi Yi glared angrily and said, "You can actually block it, but it will not dishonor the prestige of the Sword Emperor." But if you disrespect my brother again, I will kill you!"
Yan Lan shook her head. He said to himself, "Hey, I can't always let a woman stand out for me!"
Every time Ziyi appeared and demonized, it was basically Ziyi who rushed to kill him, and nothing happened to him.
Ziyi was originally a good heart. But over time, in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Lan is like a guy who can only be protected by women and eat soft rice.
Yan Lan gently pressed on Ziyi's shoulder. Yurulong's eyebrows tightened, and probably only Yan Lan dared to put his hand on Ziyi's soft shoulder without any scruples.
Yan Lan said: "Sister Yi'er." You reserve a little strength to deal with the Black Pavilion first, let me do this!"
Ziyi pursed her lips. He obediently retreated behind Yan Lan, but his pupils always looked at the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor vigilantly.
The Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor took a step back, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said with a locked eyebrow: "With a casual blow, you can make this queen take a step back, your female baby is extraordinary." Yan Lan, if you have this kind of power, this emperor will kill you today, I am afraid it will take a lot of strength, but ......"
Suddenly, the voice stopped, and the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor felt like five thunderbolts in his soul, as if a heavenly tribulation had descended, and everything was drowned in the sea of thunder, as if it was about to be boiled by the vast heavenly thunder.
At this moment, Yan Lan's eyes only narrowed slightly.
Yan Lan used his unique trick - Thunder Soul Devouring Soul.
Immediately after, Yan Lan raised his hand, the vortex reversed, and the hand of the god of death was sacrificed, rushing straight to the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor Heavenly Spirit.
At the same time, Yan Lan was running the Soul Separation Imperial Dao Technique, and he wanted to extract the soul and drain the soul of the shadow.
"......"
The hand of death stopped at the third foot of the shadow, and the soul extraction seal also stagnated there, unable to move an inch.
When Yan Lan saw this, he was immediately stunned.
"Yan Lan, this emperor wants you to die!"
The Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor slowly raised his eyes, and in his pupils, a monstrous killing intent burst out, and a resentful voice burst out from between his teeth: "This emperor has the blessing of the power of the Lord, but I didn't expect that you would be able to force the Emperor to use the blessing of the Lord so quickly. Very good, hahaha......"
"Bang Bang ......"
With the Shadow Sword Emperor's wild laughter, the Hand of Death and the Soul Extraction Seal both exploded.
Yan Lan took three steps back and looked at the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor in disbelief, all along, the Hand of Death was invincible and had never been crushed by the enemy.
Unexpectedly, the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor could be devastated by the power of the Thunder Soul Devouring Soul, and still be able to resist the hand of the Grim Reaper.
Yan Lan stared at his heart and said, "The power of the Venerable Lord is blessed, who is the Venerable Lord, is it the supreme alliance master of the Sword Alliance?"
Jade Rulong squinted at the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor, sensed Yan Lan's doubts, and hurriedly said: "Brother Yan, the blessing of the power of the Lord is actually a strong person who has cultivated to an extremely high level, and he divides part of his own strength and blesses it on another monk. ”
"It is similar to the dragon power bead condensed by the monk, but the dragon power bead is a dead thing, while the strong power blessing is a living thing, which can automatically judge whether the blessed monk is in danger of life and whether he can resist the opponent's attack. It can be said that once you are blessed by the power of the strong, you will have one more chance to have no scruples. ”
"However, it is impossible for a strong person to infinitely bless the power of another monk, and as far as I know, there is usually only one blessing, that is, only one manifestation of power. Dual blessings are very rare, and it is almost rare to be able to triple blessings, unless the monk who is a low cultivator is the one who is very important to the strong. ”
"As for the Venerable Lord in Liuying's mouth, I don't know who it is? Some people guess that it is the Sword Alliance Master, but others say that it is not. After all, the Sword Alliance is formed by the powerhouses of various sword forces, which is not quite the same as a clan and a clan, and even within the Sword Alliance, there are members who are mortal enemies of each other. Therefore, it is impossible for the alliance leader to bless the power of a subordinate monk at will, even if this person can be called the Sword Emperor. ”
Although the amount of information transmitted by the Jade Rulong was large, Yan Lan understood all the meanings in just a moment.
While Yan Lan was thinking, the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor finally raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was extremely evil.
"Before that, the emperor only used sixty percent of his strength to cross Wuzhou and become a terrifying existence for all cultivators. Today, someone is finally able to make the emperor use ten percent of his strength. Yan Lan, you are ranked fourth on the Black Fang List, if you die at the hands of this emperor, this emperor will make you the third on the Black Fang list forever, and you will be glorious for eternity!"
Yan Lan shook his head speechlessly, and said: "I, being alive is the greatest glory, what's the use of the glory of death? ”
The killing intent in the pupils of the Flowing Shadow Sword Emperor suddenly became extremely thick, and he immediately pointed at the sky, exuding a crazy murderous aura all around his body.
At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the Black Hell Mountain Range: "Brother Liuying, slow down!" (To be continued.) )
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