When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 685 The Emperor's Knife and Sword
"Sure enough, father is better at things like killing enemies." Tian Ming looked at the fallen figure on the opposite side, and was inexplicably throbbing for a while.

That kind of power was also what he longed for.

However, the emperor's sword seems to be for me to see?Looking at the knife in that figure's hand, Tianming only felt that he seemed to see many things at that moment.

"That is a knife that I can master." Tianming subconsciously said to himself.

In Tianming's line of sight, huge figures burst out suddenly, and the Chiyou Clan's unique skill Breaking Extremes was launched brazenly on the bodies of the five demon generals.

In Tianming's ears, that familiar and majestic voice sounded again.

"Second form."

As the voice fell, the huge sword light slashed at the ground. For a moment, the ground trembled and the mountains shook. The ground that was not destroyed in the war at this moment cracked open like dry skin in winter.

Wudao cast his broken figure and slashed the swords, guns, axes and hammers in his hands to the ground amidst the shaking of the earth, but their suppression with all their strength was of no avail.

At this moment, the power in the depths of the earth veins was aroused by the saber energy, and the huge vibration force spread along the soles of the Chiyou warriors' feet and spread throughout their bodies. At this moment, the body that can wrestle with the gods, and the indestructible life weapon, Like a shattered mirror, it turned into pieces all over the place.

"This style can be described as annihilated."

Countless Chiyou warriors struggled to penetrate the cracks in the earth. This time, it was an earthquake.

"The third style." As the underworld swiped, the flames of karma burned the sky. Countless flames swept across the world from the blade, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Everything they passed was turned into ashes.

Even the screams of the Chiyou warriors who were buried in the flames were completely burned in the flames, and there was never a trace of leakage.

"This knife style can be called a raging fire"

"Fourth style."

In Tianming's sight, the power of the black knife has changed from the power of fire to the power of coldness and coldness, causing the ubiquitous water vapor in the air to turn into hard hail, which is densely lased like a violent storm, invincible, Everywhere, whether it's the Chiyou warriors or the mountains and rivers, there are thousands of wounds, cold air, and a doomsday scene.

"Hail." Tianming said to himself.

"Fifth Form."

As the shadow of the knife swayed, the drawn air gathered to form huge streams of air, and the knife's intent turned into a tornado whirlwind.

"Storm." Tianming muttered to himself, looking at the gust of wind that never dissipated in the Chiyou army formation.

"Sixth form."

An unremarkable force smashing Huashan Mountain, but it is fierce and endless, sharp and fierce, with the power of collapsing mountains and breaking prisons, cutting rocks and ravines.

"This move should be called a landslide." Tianming's expression had turned into ecstasy at this moment. At this moment, he saw his future path.

"Seventh form."

The knife intent is surging and rushing, the knife momentum is surging and swift, the knife force is vast and surging, like a tsunami tearing the sky and the earth, the endless knife energy, knife energy, and knife force are dense like a doomsday flood, turning into the roar of the sea, galloping across the earth, Drowning devours everything.

"Breaking the sea."

In Tianming's sight, all of this happened very slowly, but in the eyes of others, it all happened in a flash.

The rotation of the seven-style swordsmanship is only a moment, but above the war, it has become a different scene. Under the doomsday natural disaster, the people are devastated, and the mountains and rivers are reversed.

"Your Majesty the Emperor." Shouts resounded through the sky and the earth.

The fighting spirit soaring into the sky became a torrent, pouring into the black knife, a black stream of light flashed across, and the black knife appeared in Tianming's hand.

"Sure enough, the youngest son is the most favored." Tianming couldn't help grinning when he saw the black knife appearing in his hand and the figure dissipating into the sky, and raised the knife to point at the Chiyou army, where tens of thousands of corpses lay, blood flowing like a river .

This time, it was my turn to attack.

Tianming leaped forward, while the black knife was moving, the intention of swallowing the sky circulated, the doomsday and natural disasters were just the beginning.

Shanhaiguan.

Ying Yan looked at his mother who appeared beside him in shock, and could only keep all his words in his heart. At this time, he had more important things to do.

Because Gong Gong, the ancestor of the Sea-Monster Clan who had been suppressed under Buzhou Mountain for tens of thousands of years, appeared. The figure so huge that he could hit Buzhou Mountain was like a giant standing upright, and the sea turned into a puddle in front of him. Shallow ponds, no more than knee deep, can drown giant elephants.

"Gonggong." The startled salamander looked at the huge creature Gonggong coming from the depths of the sea and setting off huge waves. It was as deep as an abyss, and its pure jade eyes were shining with fierce fighting intent.

"It seems to be an existence that can surpass the limit of heaven and man." Ying Yan reminded his mother in shock.

"It's okay, this time, I'll bring you a sword that your father personally prepared for you." As the startled salamander spoke, he slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Ying Yan was no stranger to the Shocking Salamander Sword, because this sword had already existed in her memory when she was a child.

But Ying Yan felt strange at this time, because in her sight, the Shocking Salamander Sword was still the same sword, but it was a little different.

"Sword." Ying Yan hesitated, as if he was thinking about the deep meaning of his mother's words.

In Ying Yan's line of sight, Niangqin raised the Shocking Salamander Sword, and as the true essence circulated, she urged the sword intent, and a slender aura with endless sharpness slashed towards the depths of the sea, towards the even Even the Godhunting Crossbow couldn't break through Gonggong, the ancestor of the Sea-Monster Clan who was defending.

In Ying Yan's line of sight, Gonggong seemed to feel a threat. As the waves rolled, endless sea water was mobilized by Qi, turned into a water shield, lifted by his left arm, and blocked in front of him.

The next moment, the sword qi slashed, the water shield rippled layer by layer, a surge of blood splashed into the sky, a huge arm fell into the sea, and a huge wave was set off in the blood.

"This sword is the first sword your father taught you. It is called Zhan Xing, and it can cut off all tangible things." Jing Xi said.

"Zhan Xing?" Ying Yan said to himself.

"This sword is called Zhanshen. It is invisible and substanceless, and it specializes in the soul consciousness." As Jing Xi spoke, he urged the sword intent in the sword again, and an invisible and ignorant sword energy was displayed, turning into subtle and invisible The sword energy rushed to where Gong Gong was.

Wherever he passed, the sky and the earth paled, and his consciousness was dimmed. In Ying Yan's sight, Gong Gong covered his head with his hands in pain, and his long hair like a sea snake writhed crazily in pain.

"The third sword is to cut the Tao." The startled salamander's voice fell, and the sword energy tore through time and space. Where the sword energy passed, time and space were reversed, yin and yang were reversed, the five elements were disordered, the Tao was chaotic, and the body and spirit were all destroyed.

In this sword, there was an invisible and ignorant sound from behind the Great Wall, but it reverberated in the minds and minds of everyone and the sea monster. One after another, the imperial dragon energy that gathered the will of all living beings in Qin and the imperial energy flowed into the sword. Dao Jian Qi.

Gong Gong stood in the sea blankly in despair. He was not dead, but he seemed to be dead. At this moment, his connection with the sea was completely severed.

(End of this chapter)