ancient god emperor

Chapter 280 Kill Han Dao!

Apparently, Han Dao had also realized the harsh martial arts. He struck with a sword, and the sword energy streaked across the blood-colored land, forming a deep ravine directly, and the vitality of the surrounding world boiled up.
"Huh?" Chu Yun's eyes also flashed a bit of coldness. Han Dao's sword skills are obviously not weak, possessing terrifying power, even the pores on his skin have shrunk!

"I hope you don't let me down!" Chu Yun's eyes are full of extraordinary color, Taixu Inheritance, this time there are only two inheritors, he and Han Dao, but I don't know who is stronger That's all!

"One generation of swordsmen, one generation of gods!" Chu Yun chewed these words carefully. The number one on the Huanggu swordsmanship has reached no one knows what kind of realm he has reached. That Daotian warrior is probably also an existence that shocked Huanggu!

"Clang!"

Chu Yun also raised his sword, and his sword breaking Taixu's martial arts skills were terrifying. With one strike down, the so-called mountains of the heavens, the vast sea of ​​gods could be boiled!
Wisps of sword energy burst out, and many alien races were killed under the flying sword energy. Their eyes were full of horror. How amazing is this? What kind of existence are the two warriors in front of them? ?

Even though they are illusions, even if they no longer exist, there is still a trace of trembling in their eyes at this moment, which is the expression of fear in their hearts!
"puff!"

One of Han Dao's arms exploded. Chu Yun's grass sword intent and sword breaking Taixu's sword skills are not something ordinary people can suppress. Cloud kills!
"You...I won't kill you today, I am ashamed to be the heir of the emperor!" Han Dao's expression was cold, and the aura on his body became more and more intense, like a small sun, the aura of a horned dragon rushed out of him!

"Blood sacrifice? This is the secret technique of luck!" Chu Yun's eyes jumped, he was really shocked, the secret technique of luck, as long as a country exists, luck will not dry up, unless someone takes away this luck Luck, just like the ancestors of the Jiang family in the past!
"Buzz!"

The long sword danced, and the luck was raging. Chu Yun's arm was also cut by the long sword, blood flowed, and one arm was almost taken off. The wound stopped the blood for a short time.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

When the two fought against each other, Han Dao's dragon-like luck secret technique gave Chu Yun a headache. Han Dao, who was blessed with luck, had a feeling of being invincible. amazing!

"Die to me!" Han Dao thrust his sword straight at Chu Yun's chest, Chu Yun blocked it with his sword, and sparks flew everywhere in an instant. It was a battle of sword intent, a contest of strength!
Han Dao was shocked. Although on the surface, they refused to give in to each other, but he had a half-step Yunling cultivation base, and Chu Yun was only a second-level desolate bone. However, he could not get rid of Chu Yun even though he used the secret technique of luck. Cloud suppression, how amazing is this?

"My sword, my will!" Chu Yun's voice was cold, and a blurry sword appeared behind him. Although it was very rough and not fully formed, it solidified from the void. This is the sword. Intention, Chu Yun's sword intent.

"The sword breaks the void!" The long sword in Chu Yun's hand slashed, and the sword intent emerging from behind him also slashed!

Where the sword qi and sword intent crossed, the ground exploded, and the body of the foreign race was shattered. This sword, Han Dao felt that he had no way to receive it. It was too terrifying, as if the world was imprisoned!

"Zhen Guoyin!"

Han Dao patted the storage bag, and a strange stone seal emerged. Han Dao poured the vitality of heaven and earth into the seal of the country, but it seemed that he was suppressed by the place where the Taixu warrior sat down, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

Although Zhen Guoyin was suppressed, a powerful ray of sunlight still burst out, and that ray of sunlight and sword energy blasted together. At this moment, the wind scattered in all directions, and it was extremely bitter.

"puff!"

Han Dao spat out blood, and his body fell on the bloody city, his hair was messed up, his breath was a lot weaker, and he couldn't even hold the seal of the country, so he fell to the ground.

Chu Yun scalp looked at the seal of the country in Han Dao's hand, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils. This is definitely a powerful spiritual treasure. If combined with Jiang Feng's methods, this is definitely one of his biggest trump cards!

"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed by me!" Chu Yun said in a cold voice.

"I guess you don't dare to kill me, once you kill me, then my guardians outside the Taixu Legacy will definitely kill you, no matter where you go, your bloodline will be completely destroyed! "

Han Dao was coughing blood, his eyes were very cold, as the heir of the emperor, he could not have imagined that he would be reduced to this point, defeated by a person whose cultivation level was lower than his, what a shame!

"Threatening me is useless to me. Even if I don't kill you, you will kill me!" Chu Yun shook his head and said coldly.

"Haha, then wait for my Thunder Valley Dynasty to subvert your bloodline, I will cut off your bloodline!" Han Dao's expression was cold, his body glowed, and he wanted to explode himself. With his blood, even death Chu Yun must be hit hard!

Chu Yun's eyes flashed, and with a swing of his long sword, Han Dao's head was cut off, and the fluctuation naturally stopped.

"Zhen Guo Seal?" Chu Yun put Han Dao's storage bag in his pocket. He took the Zhen Guo Seal and glanced at it. There were traces of the secret art of luck on it. After a long time, Chu Yun sighed slightly.
"It's a pity that it's not the real seal of the country. With the seal of the real country, even the strong in the Yunling Realm will fall under one seal, but this seal is just a forgery. With Jiang Feng's ancient chariot, it can already be defeated. A martial artist with two levels of spirituality!"

Chu Yun put Zhen Guoyin in the storage bag, this is a good thing for him, apart from the ray of murderous aura given him by the Cangmang Tower, this is his most powerful trump card!
Outside Taixu Remains, a white-haired warrior looked shocked, the soul jade in his storage bag shattered suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly sacrificed the soul jade, his face turned pale in an instant.

The shattering of the soul jade meant that a person of royal blood had fallen, and this soul jade belonged to Han Dao!
"Who is it? No matter who it is, who killed the emperor's blood, don't even think about getting out of this place, and you don't even want to escape my eyes!" The old man looked cold. Even he is about to perish!

He took a deep breath, he knew the tricks of the emperor, and if he was held accountable, his old bones would probably be torn off, so no matter who it was, he would not let it go, he would rather kill a hundred mistakes than Let go of one!
The old man who protected the way sat cross-legged, and an ancient mirror appeared in his hand. The warrior who beheaded the heir of the emperor must have the curse of luck imprinted on his body. He can use this to find that person!

(End of this chapter)