The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 805
With a muffled bang, a straight gully appeared on the ring behind Luoyang. Different from the ordinary Guanghua's sword marks, all the gravel in this gully was crushed into stones by huge force.

However, there are many mysteries of Fengyun Terrace, one of which is that it can be repaired quickly, and the repair will start when it is destroyed. Otherwise, after so many bloody battles, no matter how strong it is, it will be torn apart.

"Tian Yuan strikes!"

After blocking the opponent's full-strength sword, Luo Yang moved in a flash, a pair of golden wings slowly stretched out around him, and a fierce flap drove a golden storm, and he pointed a colorful finger on the epee.

There was a violent shaking in the middle of the darkness, Luo Hui frowned, his hands burst open and dripping with blood, at the moment just now he felt as if he had been hit by a giant dragon, and he almost staggered.

However, Luoyang's offensive had only just begun. His fingers were cast like glass diamonds, and after one finger, he walked against the sword, drawing a series of brilliant sparks.

"Chaos palm!"

When Luo Yang's footsteps staggered and slid to Luo Hui's side, he raised one palm and slapped it. The chaotic energy entangled and turned into a golden giant palm with dense horizontal stripes, and the power of the palm was as thick as a mountain.

The wind of the palm caused Luo Hui's clothes to rattle, and the spiritual power of his kung fu was poured into the epee, but the epee, which he usually wields like a finger, did not move at this moment.

Luo Yang sneered, there were already countless golden chains locked on it, and it was difficult to move it in a short period of time, even though Jian Guang swallowed and rolled with great force, he couldn't get rid of his control.

After a moment of panic, Luo Hui changed his eyes to sarcasm. His thick and broad sword intent suddenly changed, becoming extremely fierce and cold. He grabbed the white scabbard at his waist.

"Curacho!"

The resounding sword chant sounded, and the sword was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. With a flash of Luo Yang's eyes, he saw that the chaotic palm he had slapped was split into two pieces from the middle, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

"Double swords." Luo Yang murmured in a low voice. Naturally, the true disciple of Xiongjian Peak should not be underestimated.

Luo Hui let out a laugh like a night owl, and cut off all the chains with one sword. His strength is at its peak with two swords in hand, and he will not keep the decisive battle in Luoyang at this moment.

His epee moves slowly, but it is as thick as a mountain and has infinite strength. Not to mention being slashed or hit by the sword, the mere wind of the sword can break a person's bones and tendons.

However, the lack of strength of the snow-white dagger is almost to the extreme. Although you can catch the sword light, but you can't keep up with the opponent's movements, everything is in vain!
The fierce battle on the Fengyun Terrace was in full swing, Luo Hui's swords were wide open and closed, but Luo Yang was not stage frightened, and the battle was evenly matched.

His whole body was full of flames, and his mana was spotless and spotless. Magical lamps, furnaces, scriptures, treasure buildings, boats, bell towers, divine nets, etc. appeared around him, and they kept smashing forward.

The two confronted thousands of times in the blink of an eye, each time they tried their best, and each time they fought desperately. They were coughing up blood, fighting fast with speed, and fighting with strength with strength.

"Thousand Mountains Break!"

Luo Hui stomped on the void with all his strength, and gained a strong acceleration. A thousand black peaks shone with light, and he smashed the thirteenth-fold golden chaos portal with a single epee.

That kind of power was so powerful that it even drove Luo Hui's body to spin like a top, and a white light appeared in the black storm.

It was a snow-white short sword that shone coldly. It slashed Luoyang's shoulder from one side, and a river of snow-white swords fell from the sky, causing the onlookers to exclaim.

"Under such circumstances, Jianhe can be displayed. It seems that Luo Hui is still a material that can be made. It is impossible to go back and divert resources."

In the distance, a big man from Xiongjian Peak stood there watching, showing a look of relief. There seemed to be doors opening and closing around him, and the sword light inside was like water and fire.

He is incompatible with the entire eighth heaven, which shows his identity, almost close to the king's peak power, this is an elder of Xiongjian Peak.

Luoyang had already been immersed in the fighting state, and thunderbolts rolled in, turning into a thin but extremely tough thunder shield, with divine light vertically and horizontally, and intricate patterns on it.

A Bi An came out of the shield, but was split in two by Jianhe in an instant, and electric sparks were crackling.

There was the sound of wind blowing through the blade, the seemingly indestructible shield was split in two by the opponent, and the river of swords continued to pour on Luoyang's body.

But such a short time is enough for Luoyang to make the next response. He slightly moved his neck away, let the Jianhe pass by, and dropped his arm with a puff.

Luo Hui was taken aback for a moment, he also did not expect that Luo Yang's arm would be cut off so easily, because he already knew that he and the other party were only in the same boat during the previous battle.

But he was stunned by Luo Yang, but he was not stunned, he held back the severe pain and let out a low growl like a beast, his body flickered and six arms grew out from his ribs again!

Two golden dragon scales wrapped, two scarlet clouds shone with clear flames, two electric arcs crackled like lightning, a total of seven arms smashed out crazily, and hit Luo Hui's body like a torrential rain.

There was a feeling of heavy rain hitting the pads, but Luo couldn't react and was hit back and forth like a rubber ball. Dozens of deep fist marks suddenly appeared on his handsome body, mixed with the crisp sound of bone shattering.

"Ahhh!"

Luo Hui's seven orifices were sprayed red with fragments of internal organs, and his face was extremely ferocious. He desperately blocked the epee in front of him, using it as a shield to resist Luoyang's violent storm.

"Ding ding ding!"

Luo Yang shook the opponent's epee with his bare hands, and every punch was full of everything. The golden storm was sweeping in his eyes, with the might of a suanni and the indifference of a dragon.

The crisp sound of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate resounded through people's hearts, Luo Hui kept spurting blood, and cracks appeared on the epee, the most top-notch artifact, and spread out in all directions.

"What kind of monster are you? You can even break the magic weapon refined by the black ancient profound crystal!" Luo Hui showed a frightened expression, his chest and skirt had already been dyed red.

"boom!"

The cracks in the pitch-black epee were as dense as a spider's web, and a white palm protruded from it to shatter it, and the palm pinched Luo Hui's neck with a snap.

This palm was ordinary, but the terrifying power contained in it made Luo Hui's hair stand on end in an instant, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

But Luo Hui was extraordinary after all, at the critical moment the dagger was turned upside down, and he cut the hand in two with a puff before it exerted force.

The fragments of the epee fell on the ground with a clanging sound, and a tall and straight figure with golden light shielding his whole body flew out. This person had four heads and eight arms, and the top of his knee landed on Luo Hui's lower abdomen.

Poor Luo Hui only felt that his liver and intestines were broken, and his brows were wrinkled in such pain that he almost shrank into a big shrimp.

"Go to hell!"

The hilt of the heavy sword was still in his hand, Luo Hui raised the broken sword and smashed it on Luoyang's back, as if thousands of inks were splashed out!

Luo Yang couldn't stop spurting blood, the blow was so heavy that even cracks appeared in his spine, from which brilliant Shen Xi burst out.

The source of life was surging, quickly healing the injury, Luo Yang suddenly raised his head and showed a crazy smile, and swung his eight fists at the same time.

Surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, like a river of stars and thunder, and waves of stars and seas, Luoyang simultaneously evolves the supernatural powers of chaos, flame, thunder, and flesh, almost opening up a world.

The attack of the gust of wind and rain resisted the universe, and he unleashed all kinds of supernatural powers and treasures, like flowing clouds and flowing water, almost blowing Luo Hui to death, and his intestines flowed out.

"A sword comes out of the clouds!"

"Jianhe comes from the sky!"

Luo Hui fought to the death, not wanting to admit defeat, so he also exercised his swordsmanship to the peak, there were sharp swords slashing across the void, and rivers of swords came.

Jianhe descended from the sky but was blown away by Luoyang's punches. Luohui and his swords combined at the highest speed, fighting against Luoyang from all directions and all directions. The tricky and weird sword moves were ruthless.

But no matter which direction he attacked from, he was facing the front of Luoyang. The human head, the dragon head, the dragon head, and the pig head all competed with each other for glory. Pairs of eyes were ruthless, and the fists were heavy and heavy!
The collision of the fist and the sharp sword left criss-cross bloodstains, but Luo Yang didn't care at all, the flesh and blood healed with a slight wriggle, but Luo Hui kept vomiting blood from being beaten.

"Okay boy, I didn't expect you to have such power! The thunder is so masculine and the flames are ruthless. You are born to fight! If that's the case, let's make the last blow to decide the outcome!"

Luo Hui actually swallowed the dagger in one gulp amidst the sound of breathing in, but it was not pierced through the stomach, and turned into a snow-white strange beast with just such a long howl.

This strange beast looked like a goat, but it had dragon claws and phoenix wings. At this moment, it spread its wings, raised its feet high, and stepped on it towards Luoyang.

"Use my spine to support the sky!"

Luo Yang's eyes were firm, and his four palms clapped at the same time, a red star river appeared, with Shen Xi hanging beside it, and from a distance, it looked like a spine and ribs!
The stars are the bones, the smoky aura is the muscles, and a huge, fuzzy suanni appeared, covering himself under it.

"Boom!"

Luo Hui's claws turned into a strange beast stepped on it fiercely, and there was a dull sound like a drum beating, and the flesh and blood of the spine rippled, and it moved in all directions, easily removing that force.

But the strange beast didn't panic, because what he really relied on was the sharpness of the sword, the two claws had pierced through the flesh, and the force of his two claws was about to break the spine.

"Humph!"

But just when he thought he had succeeded, there was a cold snort in his ears, as if hearing the explosion of thunder, he was shocked suddenly, but seeing thousands of chains lying around him, they tied him tightly.

"One move determines the outcome? You deserve it too!"

Luo Yang jumped up, and the four-headed and eight-armed figure disappeared and re-appeared as the main body. He slapped it out with one palm, and a magnificent world of flames descended slowly in the void, a proud Vulcan towering above the sky!
Following Luoyang's palm strike, the Vulcan let out a deafening roar. This is the voice of an ancient god. A single word can determine life and death, and it can be said that he has the constitution of heaven in his mouth!

The snow-white beast struggled desperately. It just got out of trouble by cutting off the chain, but it suddenly froze in the golden sound waves. All the fur on its body fell apart, almost falling apart!

"Dang!"

A dilapidated sword fell to the ground, and Luo Hui had already turned into a blood bag. He almost fell to his death when he fell from a high altitude, he couldn't even speak a word.

(End of this chapter)