The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1092 Crazy Sword and Heroic Sword, I am the authentic one

The man's body was relatively fragile, and was directly pierced by Luo Yang's punch. A golden light spread for ten miles, passed through the man's body, and spread between heaven and earth.

Luo Yang didn't expect the other party to be so unbearable. He looked down and was a little dazed. There was light green blood flowing down the big hole, a bit like the green juice of plants.

"hey-hey."

But the young man who got a big hole didn't care, instead he showed a tricky smile, his legs instantly turned into vines, and he tied Luoyang tightly.

"What are you doing again? It's inexplicable!" Luo Yang had very little experience fighting against plant monsters, so he seemed a little flustered.

At this time, the young man in the cloak had completely turned into a plant, his body. It was an existence similar to a morning glory, with a body that was hundreds of feet long and covered in shiny green leaves.

On the top was a huge morning glory with a diameter of three to five feet. At this moment, the flower split open and swallowed it towards Luoyang, obviously trying to swallow him and turn it into food.

"Your father, can you have a serious fight?" Luo Yang's face turned green, and he instantly displayed his magical powers. A Tai Chi diagram appeared and fixed the world, and his fist smashed the vines of the morning glory.

Following a golden light, Luoyang charged at the flower, and there were yin and yang twin dragons wrapped around his arms. At this moment, Luoyang did his best, and came with unparalleled enthusiasm and fury.

"boom!"

The trumpet flower was pierced through, and Luo Yang rushed out from the other end covered in juice. One of his arms had disappeared out of thin air, and it was obviously damaged in the fight just now.

But the morning glory twisted, twisted and struggled on the lake water, making weird chirping noises, and finally turned into a green light and went away without going back to the boat.

"Luoyang, it turns out that you are so powerful now." Die Shuang looked far away on the shore. She could say that she had known Luoyang in the infancy, and she had seen Luoyang go all the way to this height.

But she doesn't need to be envious, her heart is pounding in her chest, she is increasing her cultivation all the time, and now she has reached the completion of the seventh level of power, and it seems that she will be able to break through the eighth level in a few days!

After the first battle in Luoyang, Wen Xincheng and Wen Xincheng flirted a few words, and then the sound of saber blare resounded through the sky, tearing the sunset from the sky in an instant, and the arrogant saber intent gushed out!

Qin Lou from Crazy Saber Cliff went into battle, he stood in the air, and pointed his finger at Huangfu Guihai from Xiongjian Peak: "It is a good story that our elders fought to a draw, I don't know if we can write a legend! "

"I'm afraid I can't." Huangfu Guihai was very proud, and there was an eagle watching the wolf and Gu Zhixiang while walking: "Sword madman is a hero among the predecessors, I admire you, but you can't do it, you will be defeated by my sword! "

It can be said that the two of them were facing each other, and the scene exploded out of control as soon as they faced each other. The sound of knives and swords was like the cry of a phoenix in Kunshan jade, and it suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Swords and swords were held together, and the hundred miles of sword light poured down like the Milky Way, and the hundred miles of sword light pierced the weak comet through Changhong. When the two touched, the sky and the earth whimpered and wailed, and the lake with a radius of thousands of miles was cut into hundreds of pieces!
As soon as the two touched each other, they fought generously on the lake. This battle was very similar to the situation of the two big men on the top of the residual mountain. Crazy Saber and Xiongjian once again clashed!
"Crazy Saber One Kill!" After dozens of moves, Qin Lou suddenly stamped his palm on the back of the knife, sweeping across with one move.
"Xiongjian Nine Styles, Mountain and River Style!" Huangfu Guihai had anticipated this move a long time ago, standing the long sword in front of him, with surging spiritual power and majestic momentum, mountains and rivers suddenly appeared in the void!
With a single blow, the mountain and river split into two pieces, but the move was broken, but the momentum was not broken. The sword touched again, and the lake sank with the two of them as the center, and a bowl-shaped hole was torn apart again in a blink of an eye.

The battle of swords and swords had been fought to the extreme, both of them were bloodied, and the whistling sound between the collision of swords made people's eardrums buzz.

The dazzling rays of light between the sky and the earth are extremely bright, like stars swaying and blooming!
Outsiders can't see it clearly at all, they can only see two long rainbows crossing continuously in the vast sky of swords and swords, and then there is the sound of the divine mountain collapsing, and there is a scorching glare.

The two fought until the sun had completely set on the western mountain, and the full moon in the east had already shown a bright and fresh appearance!
Under the light of the moon, the light of the sword turned brighter. Once again, the confrontation almost divided the bright moon, and ran through the universe of the vaulted house.

Both of them were injured. Qin Lou's lower abdomen was almost pierced by Huangfu Guihai's sword. At this moment, the blood filled with spiritual power was flowing along the blood hole. His eyes were fierce and he wanted to continue fighting.

On the other side of Huangfu Guihai's back was a foot-long knife mark, which was almost cut off at the waist, and the flesh and blood rolled to reveal the spine, and there was even a deep knife cut on this bone!
"Okay, your sword fight can end now."

A sound like a Hong bell sounded, and Luo Yang's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. He had the madness of Kuangdaoya and the hero of Xiongjianfeng at the same time, so Lie Xinxi couldn't help it anymore.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you want to do!"

The two asked at the same time, glaring at Luoyang, but Luoyang seemed to have a fiery smile: "You two should know that I witnessed the sword fight at close range that day."

"From it, I learned the true meaning of Crazy Sword and Xiongjian, so I want to compare our sword and sword with you two! But I don't want to take advantage of you, you two go together!"

Luoyang's language was not astonishing, and the people from Kuangdaoya and Xiongjianfeng were all angry. They abused and ridiculed wantonly there, thinking that Luoyang was overestimated, which was an insult to themselves.

And Qin Lou and Huangfu Guihai were even more angry, and let the two of us go up together, who do you think you are, Li Chengqian or Guan Zizai?

Huangfu Guihai sneered, and came with a sword in his hand: "You surnamed Qin, wait here, and I will continue this battle with you after I have dealt with this ignorant brat."

"Okay, but don't make me wait too long." Qin Lou chose to ignore Luoyang. He is also a person with a true temperament, and he doesn't take advantage of others. He doesn't treat him despite the blood flowing.

"Don't worry, you won't wait too long!" This time it was Luo Yang who spoke, with a golden light gushing from his palm, and the Good Fortune Sword appeared in his hand.

With a sword in his hand, his temperament suddenly changed. If Luoyang before was a piece of precious jade that was as light as dust, then now it is an ancient mountain that suppresses the sea of ​​stars in the universe, and its majestic momentum suddenly overwhelms all directions!

"How is it possible!" Huangfu Guihai was startled. As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move. As soon as he practiced the Nine Styles of the Great Sword, he naturally knew what Luoyang's majestic aura represented.

He suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He had worked hard for decades to achieve this level of attainment. How could the other party achieve such a level just by visualizing a battle? He refused to accept it!
"Xiongjian Nine Styles, Sun and Moon Style!" Huangfu Guihai holds the sword in both hands, his aura has climbed to the peak, majestic and broad, and he slashed Luoyang vertically with his sword: "One move will determine the outcome!"

"Buzz!"

The great sun falling where the sword light passed seemed to rise again, with the sun and the moon shining together, driving the overwhelming momentum, crushing Luoyang majestically!
"Okay! But the one who loses after one move is you, Xiongjian Nine Styles, God Demon Style!"

Luoyang's energy and spirit climbed to the peak in an instant, and he was refining the golden elixir, he slashed across the backhand, and the true meaning of Xiongjian climbed to the peak at this moment!
There is the style of a dragon and a snake rising from the land, the feeling of the sky covering the sky, the wind and clouds above the great lake are changing, and two gods and demons of yin and yang appear, standing in the vastness of the universe, stretching out four palms!

The sun and the moon were supported, and there were fine scars all over Luoyang's body, but he went forward without frowning even though the blood was like wind and moon, and his eyes didn't even flicker!
"Ding!"

Luoyang's horizontal sword cut off Huangfu Guihai's long sword, and then sent it flying with a single sword. The sun and moon collapsed and the gods and demons were annihilated. Only Luoyang looked up to the sky and screamed like a dragon!
"I'm defeated." Huangfu returned to the sea like dead ashes, he smiled wistfully, a little lost, threw the broken sword casually, and just walked up to the building step by step, without saying a word.

Luo Yang turned around and fought again, the sword turned into a magic knife, the original majestic meaning disappeared, and his whole body became mad, to the extreme, even the sun, moon and stars dared to be split by him!

"Okay, one move will determine the winner, and we will see whether it is my sword madness or your sword madness!"

Qin Lou was full of enthusiasm and arrogance. After seeing Luoyang's ability, he put away all his contempt and devoted himself to this battle. His combat power soared to the peak!

His arrogance also burst out, that kind of arrogance and arrogance have been engraved in the marrow of his bones, with a single strike to resist the vastness of the universe, there is a scene of stars falling like rain: "Crazy Sword has eight kills, and the fourth kill!"

"Crazy knife eight kills, kill, kill, kill!" Luoyang didn't have a fixed move or trick, he just moved with the thoughts in his heart, and let the madness lead him to make a move.

It started when it had to, and stopped when it had to. There was a golden wind sweeping across the lake, and the sky and the earth rippled gently, like soap bubbles in the sun. Everything was not so clear.

The strongest collision occurred between the two strong men of the younger generation, and they had already sublimated, and under the strong pressure of each other, they made their most perfect move.

"Ding dong!"

"Clang!"

There were two crisp voices, as if the immortal's glazed cup fell on the jasper steps, the glass shattered, and the jasper steps also shattered, the whole world was in chaos and turmoil.

The entire lake was shrouded by two saber spirits of the same origin but each with their own merits. The heaven and the earth were divided into two pieces by the saber aura, where they collided and strangled each other, making rumbling sounds in the vortex of the saber gang.

No one closed their eyes amidst the strong knife light. They witnessed the scene just now in the eyes that were stinging and tearing.

Luoyang's mad knife cut off Qin Lou's treasured sword, but Qin Lou's madness entered his body without retreating, and continued to walk with the broken knife, rubbing Luoyang's magic knife and breaking it, leaving a long scar on Luoyang's chest. Long scar!
But he was even more reckless when he was mad at Luoyang. He dropped the short knife and turned his palm into a knife, and slashed directly on Qin Lou's neck. A line of blood appeared across Qin Lou's neck, and the blood turned into a mist and sprayed like a rainbow.

"Thank you, Brother Luo, for your mercy. I, Qin Lou, have lost." Qin Lou was also unrestrained. He knew that Luo Yang had kept his hand just now, otherwise his head would be cut off!
"Crazy Saber and Heroic Sword, I am authentic!" Luo Yang's words resounded loudly.

(End of this chapter)