Sword Sovereign Evil Emperor

Chapter 459
Emperor Zun battlefield, the four major forces of the human race, and the three major forces of the monster race are all present.

On Hongzi's side, the eight-forbidden powerhouse named Ziyan sat proudly on a tall seat, scanning the audience indifferently.

At first glance, he didn't seem to find the person he was looking for, so he looked at an area full of domineering aura among the Yaozu.

Following his gaze, one can see that among the monster clan, there is one party that is extremely powerful, with a strong aura, and no one else dares to approach within a foot of it. One of the most powerful races in the world, the Jiaolong clan.

Due to the limitation of the venue, all the monster clans were transformed into human figures, which did not look very eye-catching, but the aura of the Jiaolong clan was like the light of the sun, unnaturally attracting countless people's reverent gazes.

Especially at the front of the Jiaolong Clan, there is a blond old man with a strong aura, and the movement caused by the transfer of Qi and blood in his body fills the void with the sound of waves. It's called Haolong.

At this time, the blond old man was looking at the purple-eyed Almighty from the direction of the human race, and the two were communicating with each other through spiritual consciousness.

"Haolong, that Zhan Buge has now grown to the point where he threatens us. If he arrives, he must be taken down immediately, otherwise it will be difficult to kill him if he misses this opportunity." Ziyan said.

"Take it at the first time? Under the eyes of everyone, you and I teamed up to deal with a kid, can you do it?" the eight forbidden strongmen of the Jiaolong tribe glared. Do this kind of thing.

Ziyan's face turned cold, and he took a deep breath and said: "Well, the old man will do it alone, and if Taixuan from the Taishang clan makes a move, you can help me stop Taixuan, is that okay?!"

"It's natural to fight against the same strong people, but a mere 20-year-old human race is really worthy of your solemnity?" Haolong said proudly, his tone was full of disdain.

Ziyan chuckled to Haolong: "If I say that he already has Gu Daoran's strength, can you still be so indifferent? I have seen Gu Daoran's growth in the past few years of cultivation, But Zhan Buge is not weaker than him at all."

Haolong frowned slightly, and then smiled coldly: "So what, he can be compared with Dao Ran in ancient times, but it doesn't mean he can be compared with Sirius Tu, the growth of Sirius Tu, hehe, he will be the leader of this time." The biggest dark horse in the competition."

Having said this, Ziyan snorted coldly, swung his sleeves and turned his head away, secretly saying arrogance.

But at this moment, Ziyan paused suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, as if there were two purple rays in his eyes, staring directly at a young man who had just stepped into the Emperor's Battlefield.

That young man was Zhan Buge.

Seeing that Zhan Buge seemed to sense the locked gaze, he immediately looked up and saw the high purple eyes in the distance at a glance.

"Good boy, you really dare to appear here!" Ziyan smiled coldly, his whole body's profound strength surged, and a wave of Ziyun Dao's law field instantly swept the audience, wrapping Zhan Buge in his Dao field .

"Why didn't I dare to come?" Zhan Buge raised his eyebrows, and frowned slightly after feeling the Dao domain.

The last time he was in a hurry, he didn't distinguish it carefully, but now he feels it and immediately recognizes the aura of the avenue. It is the Ziyun Zhenshi avenue on the second step, which is a branch of the Guangming Zhigao avenue.

This Dao realm, used by Ziyun far beyond the realm of the world, is enough to control anyone in the world who is weaker than him in cultivation and Dao level, Zhan Buge is no exception.

However, Zhan Buge has the imperial sword in his body, and with the edge of the imperial sword, he can break through the shackles of the Dao domain with a single stroke.

After he finished speaking, the imperial sword immediately came out of its sheath, and with a snort, the Ziyun Avenue within a space of ten feet around him was directly torn apart.

As soon as the Dao domain was loosened, Fen Yao and the others behind Zhan Buge took a deep breath. Just now they felt that they were about to suffocate, and the whole world was covered with purple clouds, boundless, and they were about to get lost in it. Fen Yao immediately looked at the purple eyes angrily and said, "I'm not dead, the emperor competition hasn't started yet, what do you want to do!"

"Huh? Ants dare to interrupt?" Ziyan stared at Fen Yao with a pair of eyes. After narrowing his eyes slightly, his murderous intent flashed. He was old and immortal. No one dared to scold him like this for a long time.

"Stinky fart is going to die, if you allow you to attack us, we can't resist?" Fen Yao refused.

Zhan Buge waved his hand to stop Fen Yao, his heart tightened slightly, Fen Yao's mouth was open, if he angered the old man and made him attack Fen Yao desperately, it would be bad, after all, Zhan Buge couldn't do it all the time Resist the hatred from the eight forbidden powerhouses for Fen Yao.

Thinking about it, Zhan Buge stared at the purple eyes and said: "He is right, you old thing, maybe you have lived too long, I don't know where your arrogance comes from, the last time you killed you, you are in a wasteland!" And the matter of escaping, have you forgotten so quickly?"

As soon as these words were uttered in front of the crowd, there was an immediate uproar.

There was horror in the eyes of countless people, but the purple eyes are the existence of the Eight Forbidden Ones, and their strength is invincible without a saint. Zhan Buge once killed such a person?
Sensing the change in the atmosphere in the arena, Ziyan's face immediately turned cold, and his attention was once again on Zhan Buge. He didn't say much, but just glanced at the eight-forbidden strongman of the Flood Dragon Clan. Huo Ran disappeared instantly.

Swish, when he appeared the next moment, he was already in front of Zhan Buge. His big old hand, containing monstrous strength, grabbed Zhan Buge's neck like a swipe of lightning.

"Hehe, getting angry from embarrassment? Slow down!" Zhan Buge's Gu Yue imprint flashed between his brows, and a mysterious force immediately acted on Ziyan.

Seeing that Ziyan's lightning-fast movements immediately slowed down, as if stuck in a quagmire, Zhan Buge dodged calmly.

"Huh? The power of time, is it possible that this kid is practicing the ancient origin avenue, the avenue of time?!" Shock instantly appeared on Ziyan's face.

Even if you can't comprehend the essence of the Taikoo Dao, it is a terrifying existence. If Zhan Buge is someone who understands this kind of Dao, it will be too terrifying.

And just such a quick confrontation immediately surprised the audience.

"It actually stopped the attack of the eight forbidden powerhouses. Could it be that what Zhan Buge said just now is true?"

"Cultivating one of the most ancient avenues, it's scary!"

"Dabi has seen this kind of confrontation of peak existence before it even started..."

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at this side. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ziyan, who was a powerhouse of the Eight Bans, not only turned embarrassing.

He considers himself to be one of the top existences in this world other than saints, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't take down Zhan Buge quickly, which made him feel very ashamed.

If Zhan Buge had just used the strongest sword before, it would be fine, after all, it shows that Zhan Buge has a strong strength, but now Zhan Buge just used a small magical power of Dao to stop him, which is Unreasonable.

"San, kid, die to me!" Ziyan yelled violently, his whole body was filled with breath, and the power of profound power swept away like a wave, directly forcibly breaking away the power of time that bound him, and then opened a purple eye on his forehead. Hitomi exuded a dangerous aura.

"Ziyan, you are an old senior after all, don't you feel ashamed to pester a junior like this?" Suddenly a voice came, and Taixuan, who was also a strong of the Eight Restrictions, stood up slowly in the power of the Supreme.

After all, Zhan Buge was on good terms with the Supreme Party, and he was a disciple of the Holy King, considered their ally. He, the Supreme Party, could not just watch Zhan Buge suffer.

But just as he stood up, one of the Yaozu stood up abruptly, and a domineering voice resounded throughout the audience: "Taixuan, mind your own business."

"Well, Haolong!" Taixuan turned his head seriously. Haolong and him are at the same level, and their strength should not be underestimated.

"The matter of Zhan not singing, we will take care of it!" Huo Ran, the great elder on the upper side stood up, and then a group of strong men behind him all stood up after him, with a loud voice.

"Including my Beiming Sacred Mountain." The people on Beiming's side also stood up, with a firm attitude.

"Hehe, there are more people than you. How can your two compare us?" The people from Nine Suns Sacred Mountain stood up abruptly, then turned to look at the Yaozu and said, "The friends of the Yaozu haven't made a statement yet, but they can't sing." Our common enemy!"

"Okay, all the people of the Jiaolong tribe get up!" Haolong roared, and a group of strong men with domineering aura behind him stood up one by one, their power shaking for nine days.

"My unicorn family also really wants this Zhan Buge to die!"

"The same goes for me, the Tiger Clan!"

Crashing, more than half of the audience stood up, five of the seven top powers in the world were about to put their heads down in an instant.

"Hahaha, Zhan Buge, have you seen how many people want you to die? Do you think you can survive today? Die for me!" Ziyan pointed at the audience and laughed. When he got up, his expression turned cold after laughing, and he continued to attack Zhan Buge.

The moment he started, a majestic aura that seemed to be surging like a sea enveloped the audience in an instant. Under this aura, all strong men, including existences like Ziyan and Haolong, were all crushed Time is locked in place.

Only a vicissitudes of voice resounded through the hearts of the crowd: "The first time you met my junior brother, you all wanted to attack him. Have you forgotten me a thousand years ago?"

The sound sounded, and then a figure slowly came from the sky outside the arena. This figure looked very thin, and even limped when walking, but with his appearance, as long as anyone in the arena had lived a thousand years , no matter how strong or weak, Qi Qi exclaimed.

"God, it's him, he actually appeared!"

"He, he, isn't he going to break through to the realm of a saint? Why did he come here..."

"What did he just say? Who is his little brother?"

"Little Junior Brother...could it be, Zhan Buge!"

The faces of Ziyan and Haolong suddenly changed drastically, and as the limping figure approached, their figures were instinctively retreating, constantly retreating.

(End of this chapter)