Chapter 267: Battle of the Emperor (Part II)

In a trance, Yang Xiaotian seemed to see the headless witch god and Yang Gutong in mid-air merging, and suddenly, Yang Gutong changed into a person, exuding an aura of destruction from top to bottom.

The broken jade hook was held in Yang Gutong's hand, and with his waving, a gray light and shadow appeared, and in that gray shadow, there were countless points of light flickering, as if countless stars dotted the dark black night sky, and each point of light contained an endless vast aura, with the residual killing intent of the ancient flood battlefield.

A trace of worry appeared on Yang Xiaotian's face, and he looked up at Emperor Ning, but saw that Emperor Ning still maintained this original posture, the long sword lifted the sky, and led the nine heavens wind and thunder to converge overhead, and in the roar, the whole person appeared with unprecedented divine brilliance, like the emperor who cut down the owner of the broken jade hook with a sword on the battlefield of the desolation.

I don't know if it's a mental effect, Yang Xiaotian saw Emperor Ning like this, and suddenly his heart was quiet, Emperor Ning would not necessarily be defeated under Yang Gutong's broken jade hook, and the original worried look was replaced by a look of expectation, and there were thousands of pride surging in his heart, and he couldn't wait for this epic battle to start immediately.

Yang Gutong's face became more and more hideous, he no longer looked like a person in the world, but an ancient demon god who had returned from ancient times, surrounded by a monstrous evil aura, and the broken jade hook made a strange sound of "click", which seemed to be tearing the bonds that blocked the front, more like destroying the invisible seal, and wanted the broken jade hook to once again emit the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

"Suffer death!"

Yang Gutong let out a wild roar, his face was even more terrifying and hideous, with this wild laughter, the broken jade hook drew an extremely powerful match, like a heavenly punishment descending into the world, as vast as the ocean, killing Emperor Ning extremely quickly, invisible killing intent, to hook all of Emperor Ning.

Emperor Ning was calm and calm, without the slightest fear, he just put away the smile that had remained at the corner of his mouth, and slowly moved the long sword towards the sky, as if the tip of the sword was holding a hundred thousand mountains, and when the tip of the sword moved down, the air around him "crackled", as if it was about to burn.

"Bang!"

The mountain-like sword light brought out by the tip of the sword collided with the vast killing intent of the broken jade hook, causing clouds to move in all directions, and wind and rain intersected.

Emperor Ning and Yang Gutong's respective bodies shook for a while, but they stabilized their bodies for a moment, Emperor Ning's eyes were calm as water, and Yang Gutong's eyes were blood-red, staring at each other tightly.

"It's horrible!"

Someone from below the battlefield finally broke the silence and screamed, but it also said what everyone thought.

Yang Xiaotian lowered his head slightly, but what he thought in his heart was that the two people in mid-air were no longer a human battle, and he clearly saw that the terrifying killing intent tore a crack in the sky, and the killing intent rose up, passing through the rift, and he didn't know where to go.

"Aangโ€”"

Yang Gutong suddenly waved the broken jade hook, tore through the void, and made a loud noise, and between the broken jade hooks, evil qi continued to spread out, condensed in front of him, and finally stabbed straight at Emperor Ning from a hook-shaped pillar of light ten zhang long.

Emperor Ning pointed a finger, and the divine light swirled out, just in front of the hook-shaped pillar of light, which made the fierce and incomparably murderous intent pause, and the long sword in his right hand slashed down from top to bottom at this time, and one after another sword rays were instantly slashed out, constantly slashing on the hook-shaped pillar of light.

"Boom, boom!"

The earth-shattering loud sound continued one after another, the wind and thunder surged, the torrential rain was like a note, and the evil qi of the broken jade hook and the sword light collided continuously, and under the mutual agitation, they all rushed to the sky and crashed into the sky, as if they were going to overturn the entire sky.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" Suddenly, several figures appeared in the crack of the torn sky, and the figures that appeared moved continuously, waving their long sleeves, scattering the light containing killing intent, and falling downward, like a meteor, extremely bright.

Yang Gutong just glanced at that place, then turned his head to stare at Emperor Ning, even if the gods came, he would destroy Emperor Ning in front of him first.

Emperor Ning didn't look at the sky, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered, "Come on, fuck the Son of Heaven, even the heavens can't control Lao Tzu!"

Several people above the sky glanced at each other, one of them looked at Emperor Ning, his face seemed to be a little unhappy, and he was about to teach Emperor Ning a lesson, but the other person next to him reached out and pulled him, shook his head and said: "It's rare to put on a good show in the world, let's see!"

The man who was going to make a move tilted his head slightly, and seemed to feel that what he said also made some sense, although the ants in this world fought endlessly on weekdays, they really did not stage such a good-looking show.

The man took a step back, and suddenly another person appeared beside him, reached out and patted him, and said with a smile, "I brought you too." "But it's frost cutting jade.

"Why are you here instead of staying in the Demon Realm?" the man asked.

Shuang Qieyu looked at Emperor Ning and Yang Gutong, and said with a smile: "These two are rare talents, no matter who wins or loses, I want to accept the living person as my disciple!"

"With the ability of these two people, I'm afraid that you won't be able to control it, and at that time, I'm afraid that stealing chickens won't make rice, but instead raising a poisonous snake, which will be bitten back at any time. The man said.

Frost Qieyu sneered, and said that the poisonous snake can be as poisonous as Shen Tuwu, and he will not obey it as well, "You don't have to worry about this, the snake is my specialty!"

"Yang Gutong and Yang Ye, who do you like?" the man asked.

Frost Qiyu thought for a while and said, "I'm optimistic about Yang Ye!"

The man said: "Don't forget that Yang Gutong is holding the artifact of the ancestral witch in his hand, if I haven't seen it, the seal of the broken jade hook has been lifted, and you have also seen the broken jade hook that has not been sealed, and you have not forgotten the horror in it." โ€

Frost Cut Jade said: "Although the broken jade hook is claimed to be a magic weapon that can kill gods and punish immortals, but you must not forget Yang Ye's true identity, that person was disturbing the whole world back then, the universe changed color, and how many gods fell from his hands!"

The man frowned, as if he remembered the terrible past in the depths of his memory, but he still said: "I'm still optimistic about Yang Gutong!"

Frost Cutting Jade sneered, "Keep looking over there!"

Although they have only been talking for a short time, the battlefield below has changed dramatically.

A hazy figure appeared behind Yang Gutong, his head separated from his body.

"Humโ€”"

At the moment when that figure appeared, the entire heaven and earth trembled, and the powerful spiritual power surged, shaking the vast sky violently, and large areas of clouds collapsed, and the sky was clearer than ever.

"It's coming!"

Frost Qieyu called softly, with a look of expectation on his face, and the few people around him looked solemn, as if they didn't want to see such a scene.

It turned out that more and more gods appeared from the torn canopy, looking at the figure, there was great fear on their faces, and they couldn't forget the eternal years, when the man's hand hooked and fell, countless gods and spirits fell like meteorites.

"Formation!"

Someone shouted, and those gods pinched the magic trick in their hands, and set up a divine light under the canopy, protecting all directions.

Yang Gutong's eyes opened, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes.

"Kill!"

The voice was like thunder, and the hazy figure behind him suddenly became extremely clear, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the broken jade hook in Yang Gutong's hand, and with the infinite power of the wilderness, he ignored the laws of heaven and rushed towards Emperor Ning.

Emperor Ning finally changed color, a sword crossed the sky, and the brilliant sword was like a cloud, changing in thousands of ways, covering the sky and the sun, and resisting the vast killing machine from the ancient wilderness.

"Bang!"

The sword light dissipated instantly, and the figure was extremely fast, and it came to Emperor Ning in an instant, and the broken jade hook slashed towards Emperor Ning's neck from top to bottom.

Emperor Ning's expression changed drastically in the midst of the storm, and the long sword in his hand naturally moved up to his neck, touching the broken jade hook.

Suddenly, there was a rain of blood in the sky.

Emperor Ning's right hand holding the sword was stained with blood, and the blood continued to seep out of his arm, swaying downward, and the whole person was even knocked out, stumbling in the void, and barely stabilized his body after flying out of dozens of zhang.

Emperor Ning's expression was painful, and in order to resist the ferocious blow, he had already caused irreversible damage to his body.

"Ahh

Yang Xiaotian let out an exclamation, no matter how you say it, it is also a father and son, seeing Emperor Ning like this, he was about to rise to the sky and fight side by side with his father, but Yan Chixia suddenly appeared, pulled him back, shook his head at him, and said: "That is already a nirvana game, even if you go to heaven to fight, it will be useless, you reluctantly join the battle, maybe it will have an impact on Emperor Ning, everything still depends on himself." โ€

Yang Xiaotian had a painful expression on his face, but he also knew that Yan Chixia was talking about things, and he might not be able to make any difference if he went up, just watching Emperor Ning get injured, but he himself didn't do anything, and he was always a little uncomfortable.

"Huh!" Yan Chixia suddenly let out a cry of surprise, "Xiaotian, look!"

Yang Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Emperor Ning, only to see Emperor Ning's mouth quickly open and close, and a chanting sound came out of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shone with purple light, and the swirling divine light was fluttering, and it didn't take long for it to condense into a dazzling flower at the tip of the sword.

A sword blossoms!

Emperor Ning's expression was extremely solemn, and his eyes were extremely clear, as if something had awakened from the depths of his soul.

The gods in the sky were in a panic, even more terrified than when the figure holding the broken jade hook appeared.

"It's really him!"

One of the gods whispered.

"That's right, it's him!"

Frost Cheyu remembered that when he was young, he was fortunate to see that man fighting with the gods, and his face couldn't help but show admiration, and the scene that had been forgotten in the long river of time must be repeated today.

Quiet!

Heaven and earth are quiet, quiet like never before.

The sound of wind and thunder was no longer audible, and even the surging clouds began to stand still, as if to witness history repeat itself.

"Huh?"

The figure holding the broken jade hook suddenly let out a question with vast ancient meaning, and then floated back, returned to Yang Gutong's body, and melted into Yang Gutong's body, and the broken jade hook also returned to Yang Gutong's hand.

"Long time no see!"

Yang Gutong said inexplicably, but the voice was not his own voice at all.