Sakura no Kuni

Imperial!

At this time, a battle for the fortunes of the country of Sakura was dominated by two people who were not from the country of Sakura.

Mu Tianyang is a traitor of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, and his cultivation of mental techniques, swordsmanship, and martial arts are all peerless levels, and Song Yifei does not have an advantage in terms of exercises.

Song Yifei has the Flying Rainbow Sword, and Mu Tianyang also has the Moon Shadow Sword, and the Moon Shadow Sword and Mu Tianyang's swordsmanship are compatible, and the power blessing is even more than Song Yifei.

Although there is only one heir on the bright side of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, in fact, a few will be cultivated secretly, and the one on the bright side is only the best one, and the rest will stay in the mountain gate forever and become the sword slave guarding the mountain.

Mu Tianyang can be selected as one of them, and his talent is naturally undoubted.

With Mu Tianyang's talent, after more than forty years of precipitation, he is not much inferior to him in terms of sword intent, and even slightly surpasses.

Song Yifei, whose cultivation was one order apart and his sword intent was suppressed, fell as if he was completely inferior.

So far, the only way to do this is to show your last hole cards.

Airplanes!

In his mind, a bluestone mountain that revealed recklessness, vastness, and simplicity, like an entity, slowly ran with Song Yifei's mobilization, and the boundless power was blessed on the palm.

This bluestone mountain is the fusion of twenty-three peerless palm techniques, eight peerless fingering techniques, six peerless fist techniques, and two peerless body techniques.

is Song Yifei's biggest reliance, originally he thought he wouldn't need it.

"The first form of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending - Kanglong, there are regrets!"

A thunderclap shouted, resounding through the sky, a domineering momentum, accompanied by the rolling sound waves suddenly rose into the sky, Song Yifei's vitality contracted sharply, and a huge cloud dragon with a length of 100 meters converged in the blink of an eye, and the flying dragon was in the sky, letting out a silent roar, carrying monstrous might!

Bang!

Everywhere the dragon passed, accompanied by a thunderous thunderous roar, a circle of invisible ripples vibrated in all directions, and where the ripples passed, countless thunderbolts, strong winds, and vitality were born and destroyed!

The void is shaking, the heavens and the earth are in turmoil! Ten thousand heavens and the earth, the vitality is flowing backwards, and the clouds above the nine heavens are pouring back! In an instant, a torrent of palm power mixed with infinite vitality and true qi is mighty, crossing the void and sweeping towards Mu Tianyang!

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon!!How can it be so strong??"

Seeing Song Yifei's palm technique, like a god and a demon, Mu Tianyang's face was shocked, and his heart shook wildly.

It is indeed the first-class palm technique in the world, but after all, it is still among the peerless, even if the gap is large, it is impossible to be so big.

Either Song Yifei did not perform the eighteen palms of the dragon, or Song Yifei's comprehension of the palm was beyond his imagination.

Seeing Song Yifei's palm, Mu Tianyang knew that he couldn't keep his hand. Because of one carelessness, he may die!

"I didn't expect that the first time I used extraordinary martial arts, it turned out to be against a junior! Boy, if you can die under this move, you can be regarded as worthwhile!"

The reason why he sentenced the master to the sect and was endlessly hunted down by the sect was precisely because of this transcendent martial arts.

Mu Tianyang let out a long laugh, revealing an invincible posture, and his voice shook the sky: "The first form of the Holy Emperor's Sword Technique - Open the Heavens!"

Airplanes!

With a loud tearing sound, Mu Tianyang released all his natal sword qi, and his crazy back condensed.

Bang!

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi turned into a roaring wave, a volcano erupted, and the mighty light quickly converged, and more sword qi continued to entangle, releasing endless light, like the sun above the nine heavens!

Swish!

Two sharp flames burst out of the sky from the sun-like brilliance, and the rumbling loud sound continued one after another, and a huge, majestic emperor stepped out.

Every inch of his skin, every strand of flesh and blood, seemed to be made of the finest glazed jade, shining with a luxurious and unusual color.

Together with Mu Tianyang's whole figure, he turned into the emperor, the thunder exploded, the wind and clouds were agitated, the emperor raised the giant sword in his hand, roared across the sky, cut through the sky, and directly tore out a huge vacuum tunnel in the air!

The sword in the emperor's pupils was shining, and the light in front of him was constantly distorting and changing, and there was endless majesty between Gu Pan, and the length of his body added up to hundreds of zhang long, just like the golden gods that survived in the primeval era.

Under the sword, an endless whirlwind swept up, and a piece of sand and gravel suddenly rolled between heaven and earth, and the sky was dark!

The sword light passed by, leaving a perfect arc of light in the air, rolling waves of qi, surging vitality, automatically splitting, spreading out for miles in an instant, as if the sky had been cut open a hole!

As the divine giant sword fell, the coercion between heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the emperor's figure seemed to become bigger and bigger.

"This is God!

The people who had fled to the far distance were still frightened by this incredible scene, and they only knew how to mumble to themselves.

"Are these two really grandmasters? Are they all so strong?"

Beiying Longquan's eyes widened, and he felt that his cultivation in the innate realm was simply a joke.

In front of this kind of person, to say that he is an ant is to praise him.

"Manpower can reach such a point! Boss, can you really win?"

Beiming Qianxue was worried about Song Yifei again.

Luo Feng is almost like an ordinary person, his thinking is stagnant, and he is almost stupid.

"What are you kidding? How can an ordinary Grandmaster be so strong! These two are already far superior to ordinary Grandmasters!"

Only Zhang Shiyi, who had seen the power of the grandmaster, could still retain a little sanity.

Even the people in the nearby cities noticed the terrifying sight here, thinking that the gods had descended to earth, and they put down their work, knelt on the ground, and prayed loudly

Whew!

Bursts of strong hurricanes swept the ground within a radius of hundreds of zhang over and over again.

Corpses, gravel, dust, swept the sky, turned into a turbid whirlwind, the world was blurred, chaotic, you couldn't see your fingers, only the white dragon, the golden giant, the thunder roared!

"Good! Good! I just don't like it!"

At this moment, Song Yifei had a tyrannical smile on his face, he didn't have any panic because of Mu Tianyang's strength, because only he knew the true meaning of the martial arts of the Qingshi Divine Mountain and how powerful it was.

"Just let me break it, you proud blow!"

Song Yifei's voice was like thunder in the sky, like an ancient oracle, like a holy decree of the Nine Heavens, shaking the void, forcing through layers of chaos, and emptying a side of the world!

Roar!

The Cloud Qi Divine Dragon suddenly turned into a dark color, it was the endless Northern Darkness True Qi, and the Divine Dragon let out a long groan from its mouth, roaring and roaring at the tall golden giant, almost bursting people's eardrums.

"Die!"

In the continuous sound of air explosions, Mu Tianyang's Heavenly Divine Spirit, with the Heavenly Sword in his hand, slashed at the black dragon with immeasurable might.

Thundered!

Hundreds, thousands, thousands, the void exploded, the sky suddenly darkened, and then the immeasurable dazzling golden brilliance exploded in an instant!

The Holy Emperor Zhenshi, the sword slays the dragon!

"Oh no!how could it be!!"

Sending out a supreme blow, Mu Tianyang, who was full of confidence, suddenly changed his face wildly and trembled all over.

In the midst of light, smoke, and air waves, a winding beast that covered the sky and the sun broke through the boundless chaos and rose to the sky!

The head horns are grandiose, the eyes are full of blood, straight to the bull fight, the four claws under the abdomen are vicious, the body is winding and swimming, and the black scales are dark and surging, like every piece of scale armor, all of them are devouring the light and heat between heaven and earth, the evil spirit is vicious, and it is the divine dragon that Song Yifei has turned into.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar, through the sky, penetrating people's hearts, straight to the nine heavens!