One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 291
The bronze long sword moved forward slowly, as if carrying a towering mountain on its back.

In the void, there seemed to be countless sounds and images flashing.

Mountains, rivers, trees, cities, villages, and common people...

Laughing, cursing, crying, making noise...

As the sword edge slashed across, the strong will to traverse the world swayed, the voice gradually fell silent, and the picture faded away one after another.

Everything the emperor possessed was sublimated into mysterious and mysterious luck, which gave him continuous bonuses.

But after Song Yun's sword six "cut the common people".

All gone!

Qi sensed that the power of luck was being cut off, and was startled in his heart. He swung the Human Emperor Sword and tried to block it with all his strength, trying to interrupt the effect of the sword.

The golden dragon writhed in the air, baring its teeth and claws, showing its ferocity.

However, the white clothes fluttered among the golden figures, as if they had no weight, and the golden dragon's attack could not touch him at all.

Qi even made more than ten moves, all of which were in vain, and then suddenly woke up——

His tricks were seen through by the opponent!
In the air, the corners of Song Yun's mouth curled up slightly.

The emperor's move of turning a sword into a golden dragon is similar to Chu Longxiang's skill of turning a green dragon with a halberd. It has been performed several times in front of him.

In a duel between top experts, if the trick is repeated once, the effect will be weakened a lot.

Song Yun immediately saw the trajectory of the Human Emperor's Sword, and with his ultra-fast body skills, he completed consecutive evasions.

When Qi reacted and changed his moves, the "Slashing the Common Life" sword had already fully taken effect.

When the sword light fell, the golden light on Qi's body dimmed slightly, and his momentum dropped significantly.

This is out of the realm of the late human immortal, and fell back to the middle of the human immortal.

Originally, the entire Great Xia territory was the emperor's home field, and the field, perception, momentum, and many other aspects of home battles had bonuses.

But now, Kai's home field advantage is gone!
"Okay!" Jia Xuan laughed loudly, staggered to the ground with his halberd and stood up again.

The two teamed up to attack for a long time, but hardly achieved any results. Although the emperor was forced to cut off his right hand, the hand grew back quickly, and the impact was not great.

It wasn't until this sword that the opponent's strength was truly weakened!
Qi suffers losses one after another, although he is not injured, he feels ashamed and becomes really annoyed.

"court death!"

When the emperor was angry, the sky turned pale.

The wind howled above the desert.

Qi's aura was extremely tyrannical, and the Kowloon armor on his body was trembling and bulging, as if something was moving inside.

He said coldly:

"Jia Xuan, you laughed too early!"

"Remember, I will always dominate you. It will be like this for 2 years, and it will also be like this for 20 years!"

The silver steel halberd flashed sideways, and high bulges instantly appeared on Qi's shoulders on both sides.

The shoulder armor was pushed open, and two thick and powerful arms stretched out!

Four arms!

Jia Xuan was caught off guard, his left arm was grabbed by the two extra hands.

Qi gave a loud shout and suddenly exerted force.

click-

Blood splattered.

Jia Xuan's left arm was forcibly ripped off!
Qi squeezed his hands hard, and the half of his arm turned into a meat paste, and blood flowed from the fingers.

The Yinjia Tianwang was hit hard again, and then he was kicked to the ground, his left shoulder was ripped apart, and the white stubble was exposed.

Although the wound was wriggling and the new left arm could grow again, the recovery speed was much slower than that of Qi.

On the other side, Song Yun attacked with a sword. Seeing the four arms waving constantly, he felt his scalp go numb.

Martial Dao Renxian is an existence beyond the limits of the human body, and the body can produce unimaginable changes.

The emperor at this moment is like a four-armed god and demon in mythology. The vast sea of ​​energy and blood has created a terrifying physique, and the physical body contains infinite possibilities.

This is the real fighting state of the emperor!
Four-armed god and demon battle body!

Qi stretched out his hand and made a move, and three heavenly swords flew out from the barracks outside the city.

Now he is holding the magic weapon in all four hands, with two knives and two swords, and fighting against Jia Xuan and Song Yun at the same time is as easy as walking in a courtyard.

Song Yun tried to attack, but he felt that there was a shadow of swords and swords in front of him, and he couldn't find a gap to strike.

Qi's four arms were all equally flexible, wielding a knife and swinging a sword, and coordinated seamlessly, easily blocking his tricks.

"The Nine Swords of the White Emperor Slaughtering the Sky", "Flying Sword Mahayana Chapter", imaginary sword steps, invisible killing sword... Song Yun used what he had learned all his life, blending Taoism and martial arts, reaching the limit of speed, and shot at the emperor with all his strength.

Even the three blood-streaked gold needles were used.

However, the difference in combat power is too great, just like a flat boat rushing towards the stormy sea, it is in danger of capsizing at any time.

The blood-streaked gold needles were all blocked by the tough Kowloon armor, and with a ding, the needles broke, the needles bent, and were scrapped.

The emperor in full condition, even without the two imperial weapons and the blessing of luck, is still the most powerful warrior in the world!
Jia Xuan was lying between the smashed city wall bricks, his silver armor was already stained with blood and dust, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, looking at Song Yun who was struggling to support, his eyes showed a look of bewilderment.

Too strong, the emperor is too strong.

For 2 years, the emperor has always been in his heart like a nightmare.

"What are you doing in a daze!" Song Yun roared, and was almost cut off in the head by a knife.

Jia Xuan's left arm hadn't recovered yet, so he could only hold the halberd with one hand, stood up with difficulty, and rushed forward panting heavily.

"You can't hit anymore? You are really a waste." Qi sneered twice, and his moves suddenly became faster, hitting the two of them by surprise.

Song Yun was chopped off by the Emperor's sword, retreated several tens of feet, and got out of the emperor's attack range in time.

Just about to go up again, suddenly the aura in the meridian was overwhelming, completely out of control.

Qi's sword contains the power of shock!
Although the physical body was fine, the Qi mechanism in the body was affected and began to become disordered.

Song Yun could only breathe and walk with difficulty, trying to recover as soon as possible.

On the other side, Jia Xuan failed to retreat in time, and the silver steel halberd was chopped off by two knives.

Swish, a cold light flashed, and Qi's third arm swung a sword.

Amidst the screams, blood blossomed, and Jia Xuan's right arm was cut off by Qi Gen, even half of his shoulder was lost.

Before he had time to fall to the ground, Qi received the Emperor's sword into its sheath, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck.

Jia Xuan was tall, but the emperor was nine feet long, like a giant, and lifted him up with a slight lift of his hand.

Staring at Jia Xuan's painful face, he couldn't help but sneer:

"You still want to shake the sky? Do you want to remonstrate?"

"Boy, even if you become a Martial Daoist Immortal, you are still just a dog raised by me. If I want to stay, I will keep it, and if I want to kill it, I will kill it!"

A steel knife cut off the head, the emperor had had enough, and finally lost his patience.

"not good!"

Song Yun didn't have time to rush up, so he could only throw the bronze long sword with all his strength, and a piercing blue light pierced through the air, like a comet hitting the moon, and hit Qi's head straight.

Qi pinched Jia Xuan's neck with one hand, beheaded with the knife with the other, and swung the sword with the remaining two arms, spinning and drawing circles, as if spreading out a yin and yang diagram, firmly blocking in front of him.

The force of the violent rotation took effect, and the blue light flew obliquely.

Qi has practiced for 4 years and has learned too much martial arts. A random move is the top technique of all the major heavenly ranks. With the four-armed god and demon body, there is no flaw.

After Song Yun's flying sword was blocked, no one could save Jia Xuan anymore.

"Heavenly King!" Li Qingshan and others under the city shouted in alarm.

Among the [-] troops outside the city, many masters with strong eyesight were also watching the battle from a distance, and they all had complicated expressions at this moment, wanting to witness the end of the heavenly king with their own eyes.

The emperor's rise is relatively mysterious, and people don't understand it, but Jia Xuan's rise is open, and countless people talk about it with great interest.

A young man practiced martial arts, traveled the world, climbed to the top of the sword tower, and changed his halberd technique after he failed in the way of swordsmanship.

Yinjia Tianwang, Megatron Daxia for 2 years.

He is an idol in the hearts of generations of warriors.

Today, however, a legend is coming to an end.

At this moment, the steel knife in the air froze.

Qi's face changed, and suddenly, his expression became sad.

He said in a very strange tone:

"Ah Xuan, is that you?"

Jia Xuan's eyes trembled violently, and he asked incredulously, "Awen, is that you?"

The emperor nodded slightly, then revealed a painful look, and spoke out a word with difficulty:

"run".

Let go of his big hand, Jia Xuan's body fell to the ground, staggered, but instead of running, he shouted loudly:

"Where are you? Where are you?"

At this time, Qi's face had returned to normal, and he sneered:
"Stop shouting, he has already been eaten by me."

Jia Xuan's face was pale.

Seeing this scene, Song Yun immediately guessed that the "Awen" in Jia Xuan's mouth was that close friend 2 years ago, the genius who climbed to the top of the Dao Dharma Collection Pagoda.

Disappeared mysteriously, apparently devoured by the emperor.

It is difficult for martial arts and immortals to practice Taoism. Qi's solution is very simple, which is to forcibly integrate a genius of Taoism.

The fusion of the two, one is the memory of decades, and the other is the memory of tens of thousands of years, it goes without saying who is the master and who is the second.

For the emperor, it was probably like a dream, and it had no effect.

Seeing Jia Xuan's face so ugly, Qi laughed triumphantly:

"Haha, this guy has been hiding in my mind until today, and finally caught him."

"Jia Xuan, I still have to thank you for making my soul perfect, and there is hope for the Yang God in the future!"

Hearing this, Jia Xuan was in despair, and he could faintly feel that his best friend had completely disappeared.

That short moment just now was the last chance in my friend's life.

This only chance was used to save him.

Back then, the two handsome young men, one who climbed to the top of the Daoist Dharma Collection Tower and the other who climbed to the top of the Sword Tower, were both gifted wizards and ambitious, and they wanted to walk out the most brilliant life.

As a result, one disappeared mysteriously, and the path of the other sword was cut off. She endured for 2 years, just for the truth and revenge.

Now, the truth is in front of us, but revenge is extremely difficult.

Looking at the emperor who was laughing wildly, Jia Xuan's expression turned ferocious, his cheeks twitched non-stop, under extreme anger, there seemed to be lightning flashing in his eyes.

He was so emotionally excited that he forgot everything, the grievance of being suppressed by Qi for 2 years, all self-doubt and timidity.

It wasn't until this moment that Jia Xuan truly broke through his knots and got rid of the fear of the emperor.

Only anger can conquer fear.

Click, invisibly, it seems that something is broken.

The realm of martial arts that has been stuck for thousands of years has finally broken through, and he has been promoted to the middle stage of immortality.

The Yinjia Heavenly King raised his head to the sky and roared, venting all the anger in his heart.

In an instant, all the clouds over Anxi were abruptly scattered!

Jia Xuan sucked up the severed arm on the ground with all his strength, stuck it to his right shoulder, and instantly connected it.

With a move of the right hand, the silver steel halberd flew towards him automatically.

As if realizing that this was the final battle, the silver steel halberd let out a clear tremor.

Jia Xuan hung in the air, the blood stains all over his body could not stop the shining brilliance of the silver armor.

Strands of dazzling light bloomed and shot away in all directions.

The sunlight in the sky was still covered by the golden curtain, and the sun couldn't reach Anxi, so it couldn't bring any bonus to Jia Xuan.

But at this moment, the brilliance on his body comes entirely from himself!

Burn life and release the brightest brilliance!

"My body is the rising sun, and my breath is the sunlight."

"The sun is rising, and the mountains and rivers are glowing."

"The sun is falling, and the sky and the earth are silent."

The radiance in mid-air became more and more dazzling, the heat wave was rolling, and the air became more and more scorching hot.

Standing tens of feet away, Song Yun could feel the hot armor on his body, and his skin was already red.

Qi became extremely cautious, took a few steps back for the first time, cast various spells and martial arts, and assumed a posture of guarding against death.

The high temperature distorted the air, Jia Xuan's figure was submerged in the endless brilliance, and he could no longer see clearly, but Song Yun could still hear his firm voice——

"The sun is broken, and the flames of anger will destroy the world!"

boom--

The brightness of the sky reached its peak, and everyone closed their eyes, crying unceasingly.

It seems that there is really a round of sun bursting in the sky at this moment!

Extreme light, extreme heat, extreme anger, extreme destruction.

The hot wind blows, as if a volcano erupted, and the billowing magma flowed over everyone, burning everything in the world.

The Anxi city wall below Jia Xuan was instantly shortened by three feet, and the bricks of the wall were melted by the high temperature, turning into a viscous brown-yellow liquid and rolling down slowly.

And this is just the aftermath of the offensive.

Qi, who was regarded as a target, had already disregarded the majesty of the emperor at this moment, and let out howls of pain one after another.

Song Yun closed his eyes and kept backing away. He couldn't see anything at this time, his perception was distorted in the high temperature, and it was difficult to lock Qi at the center of the heat wave.

Unable to make a move, he could only wait silently, accumulate strength silently, and prepare for his strongest blow.

There were screams one after another.

Qi howled for a full half an hour, always full of energy, and did not show a little weakness until the end.

After half an hour.

The blazing light in the sky gradually dissipated.

Jia Xuan's figure disappeared.

He has completely turned into sunlight, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Plop, a scorched body fell on the half-melted city wall. There was not a single piece of intact skin on the whole body, it was all scorched black and red flesh, and even bones that had been burned to grayish white were exposed.

This is Qi, under the intense burning of the sun bursting, he is not dead yet, he can still stand.

A few strands of gold can still be seen on the scorched flesh, as well as dripping molten iron—the heaven-ranked Kowloon armor has been burned.

Use the arms to block in front of the body, and now only one of the four arms is left.

The golden Human Emperor Sword was still held in scorched hands, and only this kind of heavenly treasure could withstand the extreme heat.

As for the other three heavenly swords, they had already been melted down.

"Ho, ho, ho..." Kai opened his lipless mouth, panting heavily in a hoarse voice, like a dying old man suffering from lung disease.

With a thud, he stretched out his hand and tore off a large piece of scorched skin on his chest.

Bright red flesh and blood surged, rapidly healing his injuries.

Compared with the speed at which his right hand grew in an instant, this has been much slower, indicating that his condition is very bad.

However, it was far from dead.

Given a few days, it is estimated that it will be restored.

"Hehe..." The extremely embarrassed emperor laughed easily.

"Breakthrough in front of the battle, a blow that consumes all of my vitality can only hurt me like this. Waste is indeed waste."

Qi tore off the scorched eyelids again, pulled out the burnt eyeballs, and stared straight at Song Yun with empty sockets.

"He's dead, and it's your turn next."

(End of this chapter)