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Chapter 702: The ultimate sword skill, the blood of the king!

“That’s not all!”

The old man with a sage-like demeanor rarely had the opportunity to show off his knowledge in front of so many great emperors. He was also very excited and pointed forward with his hand and said, "Do you see the golden light wrapped around the sword spirit?

It will give people a feeling of immortality!

This means that it is not an ordinary sword spirit, but an attribute sword spirit."

A True God asked curiously: "Attributed sword soul? What's the difference? How can a sword soul have attributes?"

"The difference is huge!"

The old man said: "Even the weakest attribute sword spirit has a power half a level higher than the ordinary sword spirit!
With the might of this sword spirit, it is possible to reach a higher level!"

"Well! You don't understand when it comes to rank. Actually, I don't really understand it either."

"You can understand it as the difference between a ninth-grade warrior hitting 200,000 cards of Qi and blood, and an emperor hitting 200,000 cards of Qi and blood. As long as the rank of the sword soul is high enough, it can cause effective damage to enemies of this level."

Although the old man's explanation had some problems, everyone understood what was going on.

"..."

They were still discussing Sword Soul here.

Emperor Zun and Li Zhu on the battlefield truly felt the horror of the Immortal Sword Soul.

The four emperors groaned almost at the same time, spitting out blood. Their external mental power was completely shattered, and there was also a cold sword intent, tracing back to the source and slashing towards their spiritual bodies.

Several people quickly cut off the outward mental power.

It's nothing to have your mental strength damaged, it just lowers your upper limit.

However, an indelible sword mark was left in their hearts, and their martial arts realm was also reduced somewhat.

Especially Emperor Ping Yutian, this was the second time he had encountered swordplay and his heart was cut. This time, his mental power was directly destroyed by the sword spirit in the outside world, and the damage he suffered was even greater.

At this time, his chances of advancing to the Heavenly King level were almost cut off! Even his hidden strength was cut off a little.

If he had not concealed his strength before, each of his attacks would have been no weaker than Li Zhu's palm. Then now he has to burst out with all his strength to barely possess the strength of a saint.

Speaking of Li Zhu, he is also very unlucky. His situation is even more serious than those emperors.

Li Zhu's original plan was to leave everyone's sight first, then come back quietly and find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Because he was caught off guard, some of his martial arts realm was cut off, his control over himself decreased, and his origin space also shook.

This caused problems with the seal in his original world, and the Seal Master seized this opportunity and was struggling desperately in an attempt to break the seal.

Once Li Zhu's master breaks the seal and comes out, it will be a real big trouble.

The Seal Holder is Li Zhu's master, also a Seven Heavenly Kings, and one of the three messengers of the ancient heaven.

He was secretly plotted against by Li Zhu and Di Huang and sealed in the Origin Space.

Li Zhu also seized the other party's most precious treasure, the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Worlds. The Cauldron of Ten Thousand Worlds could stabilize the three realms and accelerate the origin to open the way. Otherwise, Li Zhu would not be able to reach the level of Seven Heavenly Kings in such a short time.

Once the Seven Heavenly Kings, who had been imprisoned for two thousand years, were allowed to break the seal and come out, Li Zhu would inevitably face crazy revenge from the other party, and his identity as the Emperor of Earth might also be exposed.

So Li Zhu has no intention of causing trouble for humans now. He wants to go find his father to reinforce the seal.

……

Although Li Zhu ran away, the palm he struck out still fell with the same power, but without the mental power attached, it could not have the locking effect.

Zhang Haoran seized this opportunity, burst out with all his strength using his sword skills, and escaped from the coverage of the giant palm in an instant.

Emperor Ping Yutian and his men were not so lucky. They had already been seriously injured in the previous fight, and the immortal sword intent on the wounds was like a maggot attached to their bones, constantly draining the vitality from their bodies.

In addition, his mental strength had just been destroyed, and he suffered a considerable backlash, so he was unable to avoid the palm that fell from the sky.

"boom!"

The giant palm that covered the sky fell down and slapped the four people away!
Four figures fell straight to the ground.

With a series of loud bangs, four bottomless pits were smashed on the ground. For a moment, sand and stones flew everywhere, and smoke and dust rose. After a long time, four figures flew out from the smoke and dust, with golden blood dripping from them. It was obvious that they were seriously injured.

Although the power of Li Zhu's palm was terrifying, it was unable to kill the four emperors.

As soon as Emperor Pingyutian flew up, he gnashed his teeth and roared, "Sword Master! You must die today!"

Emperor Ping Yutian is almost going crazy now. They agreed to shoulder the responsibility together, but when the time came, the other party just ran away on his own.

In fact, it was no big deal to be hit by this palm, and it did not cause any irreparable injuries.

What really made his heart bleed was the realm he was cut down to by the sword spirit.

Even if the Gate of All Living Things was given to him now, it would be almost impossible for him to break through to the level of Heavenly King. Forcing a breakthrough would only lead to his body exploding and death.

The feud between us is irreconcilable!
So as soon as he rushed out of the smoke and dust, before he had time to observe the situation around him, he let out this angry roar.

"Oh! Really? In that case, then you can go ahead and explore the way. After I die, you will know how to get across the Naihe Bridge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Haoran had already appeared behind Emperor Pingyutian...

"you……"

Emperor Ping Yutian turned around quickly and felt that the space around him was dark, as if time and space were frozen. Only the sword light that was slashing towards him broke through the darkness and came to kill him.

Although Emperor Pingyutian was unable to move his body, he still mobilized all his energy to meet the sword. With a loud bang, Emperor Pingyutian was chopped back into the pit again.

This was not a newly learned sword technique, nor was it a martial art. Zhang Haoran simply imitated the artistic conception of the black-clad swordsman's last sword strike, and used the Domineering Swordsmanship to urge it...

It seems to be working pretty well now.

After beheading Emperor Pingyutian, he immediately turned around to meet the three emperors who came to support him. He took sword steps and flashed to the side of the three people.

"Hoar!"

Zhang Haoran used his left hand to use the "Kang Long You Hui" move, blasting Emperor Jin Ting away.

Three white lights flashed on the Blood Shadow Sword in his right hand, and he used Lingxi's sword to slash three times in a row, blasting the other two emperors into the sky. It was difficult for him to kill any of the four emperors together, so he had to separate them before he could attack Emperor Pingyutian.

After blasting three emperors away, he sheathed his sword, closed his eyes, and the surrounding energy quickly gathered on the Blood Shadow Sword in the sheath.

Zhang Haoran became completely quiet, his aura rising steadily, and a tremendous energy surged in his body, obviously brewing a killing move.

His aura was firmly locked on Emperor Pingyu Tian who had just flown up.

At this time, an exaggeratedly huge sword mark appeared on Emperor Ping Yutian's golden body, from his left shoulder to his right hip, cutting his entire body apart, with all his internal organs chopped into pieces. On this sword mark, there was also a sword intent emitting immortal light, preventing his body from recovering.

However, all this was not what Emperor Ping Yutian cared about the most. The moment he was locked by the opponent's aura, he had a strong sense of crisis, as if he would completely perish in the next moment.

"Leave! We must leave here immediately!"

Emperor Ping Yutian's intuition was giving a crazy warning.

But at this moment, Zhang Haoran suddenly opened his eyes, two blood-red rays of light shot out from his eyes, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

His sword intent, blood, mental strength, and origin were all fused together by an unknown force. At this moment, Zhang Haoran was like a giant sword that pierced the sky.

Emperor Jin Ting and the other two emperors were originally going to come over to support, but after sensing this terrifying aura, they instinctively flew high into the sky, and the nearby true gods also moved away from here.

Only Emperor Pingyutian stood there, unable to move, even his thinking speed slowed down.

This was not the actual suppression caused by the Domination Sword, nor was it the pause in time and space like the previous sword attack.

Emperor Pingyutian felt a kind of suppression in terms of rank.

He seemed to be an ordinary person being looked down upon by a high and mighty god. The trembling in his soul made him dare not move.

And in the eyes of others, there was indeed an extremely huge figure that appeared above Emperor Pingyu Tian, ​​looking down at him.

The figure's facial features were shrouded in a divine light, so his appearance could not be seen clearly. He was wearing golden armor, leaning on a big sword in both hands, sitting on the throne, looking coldly at Emperor Pingyu Tian below.

The phantom exuded an aura that made people want to submit. As long as they saw him, a thought would arise in their hearts that this was a king, a true king to whom all living beings should submit!
!!!

Who is this phantom?

Although what appears in front of everyone is just a phantom, the fact that there is a phantom means that the other party really existed.

It is impossible for a strong man created by one's imagination to be so powerful.

Many true gods had an urge to kneel down and surrender the moment they saw this figure. Fortunately, this was just an illusion created by a martial arts vision, and they were able to overcome this urge.

Everyone thought that this phantom must be one of the Nine Sovereigns and Four Emperors. If his real body came here, all warriors who were not at the emperor level would probably surrender immediately.

However, those old antiques who survived from the Heavenly Palace era were very confused. They had all seen the Nine Emperors and Four Kings, and the aura of this phantom was a bit similar to that of a king, but it was definitely not any of them.

Could it be that there are still such powerful people hidden in the world? If there were a few saints or even kings hidden, everyone could barely accept it, but the appearance of an emperor that no one has ever seen was a little unbelievable!
You know, once someone breaks through to the Heavenly King, a big star will shine in the Origin Universe. If someone becomes an Emperor, auspicious signs will fall from the sky and the whole world will celebrate...

No one would believe that this was just an ordinary emperor or even a saint. The aura on the other party was definitely not something an ordinary strong man could possess.

Li Zhu, who was fleeing, and several powerful men hiding in the void were also confused. Who was this person? Why don't we recognize him with such a strong aura?

Taoist Fengyun, who was hiding in the space battlefield, was even more confused!

His original form was the Emperor. Even the Emperor of Heaven and Yang Shen were very familiar with him, but they had never seen the person in front of them.

Who is this person!
Is it possible that someone could secretly become an emperor without having to suppress the source?

What about his Tao fruit?

How can one become an emperor if the Tao fruit does not fall into the source?

If such an emperor really existed, I'm afraid all the emperors in the Ninth Heaven would be unable to sit still, right?
If everyone could prevent the Dao Fruit from falling into the source, they could become emperor. Wouldn't all their plans for the past ten thousand years be in vain?
Just when everyone was guessing.

All the energy in Zhang Haoran, including sword intent and mental power, was integrated into the Blood Shadow Sword.

The Blood Shadow Sword flew out of his hand and became incomparably huge, as if it was a divine sword that could create the world. The huge divine sword swung forward fiercely, and its target was not Emperor Ping Yutian, but the high-ranking being who was looking down at him.

"Zheng!"

A loud sword sound resounded through the void, and the huge divine sword slashed through the king's body. The aura that made all spirits submit dissipated, and the king's tall figure slowly fell down, leaving only a drop of bright red blood on the tip of the sword.

And this drop of blood floated above the head of Emperor Pingyutian.

The next moment, Emperor Ping Yutian's body began to collapse inward, and a black hole seemed to appear at his heart, sucking everything about him in, including his golden body, spiritual body, all his energy, including the magic weapon and storage ring in his body.

Finally, a drop of golden blood was left in the air. The blood began to rise slowly and merged with the drop of blood in the air.

Then the drop of blood began to merge into the giant sword, and the giant sword in the air began to shrink continuously, and finally turned back into the Blood Shadow Sword. The drop of blood was completely absorbed, and the bloodstain on the sword spine became more and more weird, exuding a heart-pounding breath.

Everyone knew at a glance that this was a deadly weapon that could kill immortals and gods.

A divine weapon that grows by slaughtering living beings.

No, that can no longer be considered a divine weapon, but should be called a magic weapon!
This is the ultimate sword skill that Zhang Haoran spent the last three days learning.

"The blood of the king!"

The next moment, a slightly pale big hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and the divine sword that exuded endless ferocity immediately restrained all its sharpness and was held obediently by the person who came.

A tall figure appeared in front of everyone. Although he was still emitting sword intent, everyone could feel a sense of weakness when they saw him.

Unprecedented weakness!
Obviously, Zhang Haoran's golden body and mental strength were not damaged, and his qi and blood were extremely vigorous, but he gave people a feeling of weakness.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Haoran coughed twice, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He said calmly, "They all want to play the pig and eat the tiger, and the fisherman will benefit.

Little do they know that if they pretend to be a pig for too long, they might actually turn into a pig. "

He was talking about himself as well as Emperor Pingyu Tian. Emperor Pingyu Tian was one of the four Brahmas and the lord of Pingyu Jiayi Tian. He had possessed the strength of a saint long ago.

But today, he was killed by Zhang Haoran's sword skills twice in a row and then hit by a big move. He had no chance to display his true strength at all.

I'm afraid many people present here would think that Emperor Ping Yutian's true strength is only at the peak of the Emperor.

(End of this chapter)