Chapter 132: The Seven Great Sects
Yang Guang's face was calm, and he took out the jade seal of the country from his arms and handed it to Di Renjie beside him.
"Obey. Di Renjie glanced at Hebo with pity.
"Look for death. Hebo's eyes flashed with anger, he was powerful in the Yellow River, thinking that he had mastered the Yellow River, so there were countless incense, if Yang Guang had a holy decree and broke his incense, his mana would be reduced a lot, and even fall down from the divine position, this is the weakness of the gods.
The jade ruler in Hebo's hand was raised, and he saw the Yellow River rolling under his feet, killing towards the bank of the Yellow River.
"How daring. Yang Guang's body shook, only to see dust under his feet, a thick earthen wall in front of him, the earthen wall slowly advanced, but it was reinforcing the Yellow River embankment, so that the river could not break the Yellow River embankment.
"How can a person like you, who ignores the people on both sides of the Yellow River, be a god? Di Qing, for me to plunder the array. Yang Guang said suddenly.
"Obey. Di Renjie smiled bitterly in his heart, took out a piece of paper from his arms, the paper was intertwined, looking very extraordinary, and his right hand was waving a large pen.
"Heaven and earth are connected. ”
One after another, the divine patterns flickered, turning into a golden cover, enveloping Yang Guang and Hebo.
"A mere mortal dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man, but he is just a mortal emperor, and if he kills, he will be killed. Hebo's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and the river turned into two giant pythons, killing Yang Guang.
"Scattered. Yang Guang punched out.
The powerful force shook the giant python away, and he also killed himself in the Yellow River, and saw a black dragon born at Yang Guang's feet, stirring the water of the Yellow River, holding a sword in one hand and turning into a palm in the other.
The sword light swallowed, slashing through the void, and on the palm of the hand, the divine patterns were intertwined, and a huge grinding disc appeared in the hand.
When He Bo saw the sword light in front of him, he couldn't help but shiver. Before the sword qi could erupt, he felt that his life was threatened, and he was very surprised in his heart.
A mortal man actually made himself feel a sense of fear, which made him very surprised.
"Chop. The sword light in Yang Guang's hand suddenly slashed towards the top of Hebo's head.
When Hebo was surprised, he suddenly seemed to be missing something. But when I looked closely, I didn't find anything.
"What did you kill me?" Hebo looked horrified, and the unknown talent made people feel frightened.
"Slash again. Yang Guang's face was calm, and the Heaven Slashing Sword in his right hand slashed out again, but this time the sword qi that was cut out was slashed by Hebo's divine body.
"Haha, mortals are mortals, the old man's body is gathered by incense, ordered by God, you are a mortal, how can you kill me. When He Bo saw Yang Guang holding a sword in his hand to cut himself, not only was he not afraid, but he laughed and let the sword slash towards his divine body.
It's just that when the sword light came to the end, he realized that something was wrong, and when he reacted, he let out a terrible scream, and the proud divine body was actually cut into two parts.
"You, what kind of sword are you?" He Bo consumed the incense, barely condensed into a divine body again, and looked at Yang Guang with frightened eyes, he didn't expect that the mortal in front of him could actually hurt himself.
"This sword was given by the master of the Tongtian Sect, and the saint gave it himself, I am the emperor of men, and the holy sword of the emperor of men, it is more than enough to kill you, the evil god. Yang Guang's face was calm.
After listening to the Yellow River on the other side, Hebo's face changed greatly, he became Hebo in the Dayu period thousands of years ago, and he still knew for the saint that the saint's supernatural powers were so powerful, through the heavens and the earth, one finger could press himself to death. He was so bold that he actually provoked the disciple of the saint.
Thinking of this, Huang Hebo's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Emperor, this is a misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding. Please also ask Your Majesty to forgive your sins, and the little god will get out of the way. ”
In the face of the saint, Huang Hebo, who had been on the throne for a long time, still gave way very simply, even if he lost face in this matter, he didn't care.
Watching the Yellow River Hebo lead his men and horses to disappear above the river, the Great Sui soldiers let out a burst of cheers, although they don't know how the emperor defeated the enemy, but as long as the enemy is defeated, it is a victory.
On the other side, Li Shenfu and other generals had gloomy faces, thinking that they had come to the rescue, but they didn't expect that they were just looking good, and under the enemy's sword, they were useless at all, and they fled in disgrace, leaving behind chicken feathers.
"Ice Bridge. In the face of the cheers of the soldiers, Yang Guang's face was calm, and he stepped out, and the waves of the Yellow River rolled, turning into an ice bridge.
When Li Tang's army saw the birth of a miracle, the morale of the army was gone, where was there still confidence to defend, and when they saw that the army had crossed the Yellow River, they put down their weapons one after another, or fled, or fled, and did not dare to compete with the soldiers and horses of the Great Sui.
At the bottom of the Yellow River, when Hebo returned to his mansion, he saw a handsome Langjun coming out.
"Uncle He, but you repelled Yang Guang?" said with a smile to the young Lang Jun: "For a mortal emperor, I believe that if Uncle He makes a move, he must be able to catch it." ”
"Wu Gongzi, you have hurt the little god, if it weren't for these years, the little god incense is more vigorous, and there are more stores on the body, I am afraid that he will be cut by one of his swords, Rao is so, the little god incense also accounts for thirty percent?" Huang He Bo smiled bitterly.
"Impossible, how could a mortal emperor be able to kill a god?" Wu Gongzi exclaimed.
"Although the gods are high, they are not invincible, and when the incense is cut off, the gods will be scattered. The emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, and a holy decree can knock us into the dust. Not to mention, Yang Guang was still holding a sword given by a saint in his hand, and with the qi of the true dragon, he could easily kill us and others. He Bo smiled bitterly.
It's okay if you didn't stop Yang Guang this time, and you let yourself suffer heavy losses, even if you make up for it, I'm afraid you won't be able to make up for your losses.
"Isn't there anyone to deal with this Yang Guang? Why didn't the sect of Nanzhan Buzhou make a move against him?" Wu Gongzi's face was hideous.
"Buddhism is advancing eastward, and he still needs to cooperate, so no one dares to do anything to him at this time. Wu Gongzi, this matter, even if it is Ling Zun Wude Xingjun, he doesn't dare to come up openly!" He Bo glanced at the young man in front of him.
If it weren't for the fact that Wude Xingjun was a popular person before the Emperor of Heaven, how could he, a Yellow River Hebo, explain these things to a gentleman.
"Hmph, isn't it easy to find the emperor? Any one you can find can cooperate with the eastward advance of Buddhism. Wu Gongzi said indifferently: "As long as the eastward advance of Buddhism is guaranteed, there is nothing that cannot be done." ”