Chapter 430: The Mantis Yellow Sparrow

Fang Yang's face was extremely ugly.

In the distance, Long Wushuang's body was surging with golden rays, running through the heavens and the earth, surging with momentum, where it looked like a dying person. The four methods of Qingyun and one sword just now, but all the power has already burst out, and it is the closest position, and ordinary Tianyang Realm martial artists should not be safe and sound, right, what is going on with this Dragon Wushuang......

Although the blood of the golden cans between the dragon unequaled scale armor was gurgling and his hair was messy, it was still difficult to hide the thick aura on his body, and the foundation of the Tianyang Realm was still there, and his own strength was not greatly affected.

On the other hand, Fang Yang and their side are all in the state of a group of remnants.

Especially Fang Yang, the loss of spirit and spirit is too great, and his state is sluggish, not to mention that the Four Laws Qingyun has used it again, even if it is an ordinary Nine Turns Sword Star, it is difficult to use it with his strength at this time......

His fists clenched subconsciously, his face was unwilling, but he was extremely depressed.

"There's no way to do it......" Fang Yang said in a deep voice.

Sun Manzi and the others were also pale, and Long Wushuang's tenacious Cheng was really beyond their expectations, and the two sides were simply martial artists at the same level.

After all, Long Wushuang was the eldest prince of the Longyuan Dynasty, and the abundant resources he had obtained and the superiority of his own conditions could not be compared with this group of people. No...... It's not that it can't be compared, if Fang Yang is given the same amount of time, Long Wushuang is nothing! After all, Long Wushuang has been enjoying all kinds of resources for decades, and on the other hand, Fang Yang's fame is only in the past three years, how can it be that he continues to develop like this?

But they could only think about it, Long Wushuang couldn't give them time to develop.

Long Wushuang's body was surrounded by golden light, one step at a time, the distance of a hundred zhang was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the front of everyone again.

A hundred steps apart, everyone could clearly feel the aura emanating from Long Wushuang's body.

Reckless as a mountain, vast as the sea!

His face was surging with murderous intent, his eyes were almost completely golden, staring deeply at Fang Yang and the others, and he couldn't hide his angry look.

"I want you, die!"

As soon as the word death came out, it was like a wind and thunderstorm, and a strong qi rushed towards everyone, the strong wind hit the face, and the bodies of Fang Yang and the others trembled, only to feel that they were in the midst of the strong wind, and they almost couldn't even resist this energy.

They also stood up one after another, lined up in turn with Fang Yang as the center.

"Anyway, Lao Tzu's revenge has also been avenged, what is so terrible about death. Sun Manzi snorted coldly, having said that, he had a broken Wuji God of War armor attached to his body.

Xin Guihua and Gou Surabaya stood on Sun Manzi's side, while on Fang Yang's other side, Shui Qianrou and Tang Yi.

Seven people lined up and faced the strong wind.

"Death does not weaken our spirits. Fang Yang said in a deep voice, the Nine Palace Sword was in his hand, even if he had not continued to urge the power of sword intent and sword qi, as long as Fang Yang still had a breath, the sword in his hand would not be put down!

Fang Yang's people were determined to die, but the aura on their bodies was becoming more and more prosperous.

Long Wushuang looked at them quietly, sneered, the Xuan Qi around his body surged, the sword blade in his hand was raised, and a golden sword qi was attached to the sword blade, and between the sword qi there was the shape of a dragon shadow, majestic, the sword qi trembled, and before it was exerted, it could make people clearly feel the fierce and domineering of the sword qi sword, once it was cast, it would inevitably be the light of heaven and earth, and the sword qi would be destroyed, and Fang Yang and the others would inevitably be unable to resist the situation at this time.

Bang!

The majestic energy suddenly exploded.

Before the dragon slashing sword in Long Wu's hands could be cut out, the ground a hundred steps away from the left of several people suddenly exploded, and the earth and stones of the big canopy were lifted out, straight out of the height of a hundred zhang.

With this roar, the two figures also fell on Fang Yang and the others one after the other.

The sword qi on the Dragon Slashing Sword disappeared in an instant, and everyone's eyes swept over these two figures, and then there was consternation on their faces.

Long Moyu, Zhan Life!

These two figures are the two of them.

"What's going on?" Fang Yang wondered.

No matter how you look at it, the injuries on the bodies of these two people are extremely severe, the breath of the two is sluggish, and the Xuan Qi on their bodies is dissipated eighty percent, especially in the life of that battle, which was originally the body of a ghoul immortal and immortal, at this time a big hole was cut out of the chest, and it was not recovered for a long time.

"It's such a serious injury, two-thirds of my life has been lost......" Fang Yang swept around, and the surprise on his face was even stronger.

Both of them were martial artists of the Tianyang Realm, and they belonged to the top in this Longyuan Dynasty, how could they end up in such a situation? It is impossible for the two of them to lose both, if this is the case, the injuries of the two of them cannot be so similar.

Fang Yang walked out in a few steps, rushed to Long Moyu's side, and helped him up, his soul swept through his body, and he could clearly see that ninety percent of the meridians in Long Moyu's body had all been broken, and he was seriously injured and dying. He still had a bit of breath, and when he saw Fang Yang coming, a look of horror appeared on his gentle cheeks.

"Lied, lied...... We've all been deceived. ”

"Long Moyu, what's wrong with you? Fang Yang took out a pill and fed it to him, swallowed it, and asked in a loud voice.

Long Moyu's eyes were scattered, the frightened look on his face flickered, and he didn't have the slightest complete words to say.

Fang Yang's heart sank, this was still the Long Moyu he knew before, no matter how dangerous it was, how could it be like this......

He turned his head to look at Zhan Sheng's life over there, but he saw the arrogant and domineering Zhan Sheng, with a touch of fear and unwillingness on his face, his eyes flickered, and he didn't have the domineering appearance before.

They...... What did you find underground, and what did you get hurt?

When Fang Yang and the others were puzzled, a mysterious aura suddenly emanated.

Fang Yang's heart jumped, and when he looked up, he found that the place where the aura emanated was between the huge pit that flew out of the two of them, and where the originally peaceful entrance of the cave was originally peaceful, a breeze gradually blew, and a touch of golden light faintly emanated from between the dust. The golden light grew brighter and brighter, as if a round of tomorrow had risen in the underground.

A moment later, a golden light finally burst out of the ground.

The golden light is dazzling, and the eyes are dazzling.

And with the appearance of golden light, the earth trembled, the wind and clouds in mid-air changed, the scorching sun covered, and the sky and the earth were without light.

Only this golden color, gradually thickening, dazzling eyes.

Fang Yang suddenly felt a coercive aura emanating from nothing, this coercion was not violent, but it was even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if Fang Yang was such a strong spirit, his knees trembled slightly, and he actually had a feeling of wanting to bow and worship.

His complexion changed dramatically, and he looked deeply at the golden light.

The golden light lasted for a quarter of an hour before it became a little thinner, and the scene within the golden light was revealed.

The first thing you see is a golden chair, which is forged in gold, exuding a graceful and noble atmosphere. In the position of the armrests are two dragon head images, lifelike, which really carry the breath of the dragon family. At this time, the seat was suspended, slowly flying out of the hole, and then it was possible to see the figure sitting on the seat clearly.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in an imperial robe, with an elegant and demure face, handsome eyebrows, and a dragon crown on his head.

Fang Yang's heart twitched, and a sense of worship arose.

At this time, not only were his knees weak, but his limbs were trembling, compared to them, Sun Manzi and the others were even more unbearable, their eyes were filled with golden light, and they lost their lustre, just staring at the only golden light in heaven and earth in a daze.

"Yes, it's you, it's you, how could it be, how could it be !!"

Heaven and earth were silent, and Long Wushuang's shocked roar suddenly came from behind him.

Fang Yang turned his head to look, and the body of Long Wushuang he saw trembled, his emotions fluctuated violently, his golden eyes flickered, and after the horror, he was furious.

"Long Yuan, you're not dead!!

He roared, and then his feet stomped heavily on the ground, slamming into a burst of energy, with the help of the power of the shock, Long Wushuang flew out with the dragon slaying sword in his hand, and a sword qi fluctuation that was more terrifying than before, burst out.

Killing moves!

However, Fang Yang didn't care how strong the sword qi he unleashed, when Long Wushuang shouted the word "Long Yuan", Fang Yang's complexion changed drastically.

There is no one in the entire dynasty who is unfamiliar with this name, the Longyuan Dynasty, which is the first two words of the dynasty. And these two words also represent the name of the emperor of the opening dynasty.

Long Yuan is the emperor of the Longyuan Dynasty!

The father of Long Wushuang and Long Moyu!

Fang Yang's face was stunned, it was rumored that the first emperor Long Yuan had already fallen asleep and could not wake up? It was precisely because of this that in the past few decades, the battle between Long Wushuang and Long Moyu had been so fierce, and each wanted to grasp the overall situation and ascend to the throne.

And seeing that the battle between the two of them had almost come to an end, and Long Wushuang was about to win a big victory, this Long Yuan, who had been dead for decades, actually appeared?

What was he looking like at this time...... Although Long Yuan said that he was a martial artist in the Tianyang Realm very early, but after thousands of years, he was already old and unbearable, and he was about to die, where did Long Yuan look a little old at this time, he was obviously in his thirties, and he was in the prime of life!

Rejuvenation?

Fang Yang suddenly thought of a possibility...... Only when you reach the legendary half-immortal realm can you reverse time and rejuvenate yourself.

Could it be that this Long Yuan is already a martial artist of such a level?

The change of thought in his heart was just a moment, when Fang Yang thought about everything, the dragon slaying sword qi of the dragon peerless over there had just come to Long Yuan, this sword qi contained the meaning of a true dragon, and if Fang Yang was replaced, he would definitely be able to block it. It was Long Yuan, who was sitting leisurely on the golden seat, just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his peaceful gaze swept over the sword qi, and the sword qi that had already rushed in front of him immediately stopped, and then he blew slightly, and the golden sword light melted one after another, like spring ashes dissipated, disappearing without a trace......

Long Wushuang's killing blow was actually broken by him so lightly!

The realm of half-immortals is definitely the realm of half-immortals!

Fang Yang's heart rose to his throat, the means revealed by Long Yuan in front of him were really too superb!

Long Wushuang was also frightened by his methods, but he didn't expect that the sword qi he was desperate for had never touched the corner of Long Yuan's clothes, and his face was sluggish, and a look of anger and fear appeared.

"Long Wushuang, you really disappointed me. ”

Long Yuan, who was sitting quietly, spoke lightly, his voice was thick, and there was a sense of divine sound echoing in it, listening to Fang Yang's ears, he only felt the qi and blood in his body surging, and hurriedly pulled up the shaking Sun Manzi and several people to retreat one after another, and retreated a hundred steps away in one breath, only to calm down the discomfort in his chest a little.

Sun Manzi and the others also came back to their senses one after another, and when they saw the golden figure over there, all that was left was fear.

"I meant you to be in control of the dynasty, so I retreated into the background and watched you behave. But I gave you a full fifty years, and you still have not unified the dynasty, and Longyuan City, which has been destroyed, has become like this, it seems that you are not a suitable successor to the dynasty. Long Yuan said lightly.

Long Wushuang gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "No! The Longyuan Dynasty is mine! It's definitely mine! You're already dead, obviously I watched you die with my own eyes, how could you appear again?!! you shouldn't come out again!!" R1058