special living dead

Chapter 755

"Gou Chen..." Emperor Changsheng looked at Long Xuan with a little surprise, and then said, "I should have thought about it a long time ago, since Qinghua is here, how could you not be here?"

Long Xuan looked at the Emperor Changsheng and said lightly, "My name is Long Xuan in your life."

"Longxuan? What a domineering name, but are you sure you can beat me now?" the Emperor Changsheng asked.

Long Xuan looked at the Emperor Changsheng without squinting, "I wouldn't dare to say it if it was someone else, but you, any one of you six royals, I have an absolute way to win, I don't think you don't understand this. Bar?"

I don't understand the deep meaning of Long Xuan's words, but the Emperor Changsheng clearly understood these words, and he took a step back without refuting.

I watched this scene and didn't have time to pursue anything, so I smiled slightly and said, "Give way, there is no need to continue the futile defense, is there?"

"No." The Jade Emperor said decisively, and then stood in front of us with golden light emitting from his palms.

I looked at him and said, "No? What do you mean? Pebble against rock?"

"Even so, I can't let you leave." The Jade Emperor said affirmatively, then looked at Changsheng, and slapped the ground with a palm, a golden giant emerged from the ground, with a strong quality of true energy on it. He didn't lose to any quasi-sage level powerhouse at all.

Damn it!There is still this hand, as the Jade Emperor said before, all the ancestor witches around me who support me have been controlled by Sanqing, what a powerful existence Sanqing is, apart from the former Gouchen, the other six imperial capitals It's incomparable. It's normal for them to be entangled by the three Qings who can't even defeat the Six Royals. But with their strength, it's not easy to lose, so I'm not in a hurry at the moment , the most worrying thing in front of you is the situation in front of you.

Long Xuan looked at me and said, "Leave these two people to me, you go to deal with the Jinren, and leave this place if you have a chance, these two guys can't stop me."

I nodded, swung the Nether Stream and rushed towards the golden man in the air. The sword art in my hand was Ba Huang Po. At this time, I was already able to catch it with my hand. The reason why I used this move was because I wanted to Let's see what kind of actual combat level this golden man is. Although the quality of true energy has reached the quasi-sage level, there is still a big difference between a real quasi-sage and a puppet. According to the law of conservation, if you want to do The price to be paid for producing a quasi-sage-level puppet must be that it is even more difficult to create a quasi-sage-level strong man. Now it is impossible to create a quasi-sage, let alone create a quasi-sage puppet. up.

But there is another possibility, that is, this puppet was not made during these 10 years. If it was 10 years ago, it would be obvious that Di Jun made such a thing.

"Master, I'll help you!" Xiao Hei said, and also attacked the golden man. The sword and the dragon shadow flew in front of the golden man almost at the same time. It made me and Xiao Hei stop in the air and had to use all the true energy to protect the eardrums. Of course, the sonic attack at this level can definitely hurt not only the eardrums, but there is no doubt that there are many injuries. The point on the ear is the weakest point, so I preferred it here.

Then the voice stopped and Xiao Hei and I rushed over at the same time. The golden man is really not strong, even I can deal with it safely by myself. After confirming, I immediately asked Xiao Hei to seize the opportunity and take us away, but in As soon as I said this, the golden man seemed to know it, and interrupted Xiao Hei's movements with roars again and again, so that the transfer could not be completed for a long time.

I was holding the golden man at one side, but although the golden man's movements were much slower than I thought, his defense was surprisingly high. No matter what kind of offensive I did, I couldn't cause any effective damage to the golden man.

"Damn it, this guy is just a shit-stirring stick." I couldn't help but said and looked at Long Xuan, who was in better condition than I thought, and his strength was definitely not much stronger than mine. Holding the two six imperial guards is completely comfortable, without any signs of fatigue. Although I don't understand the reason for this, this result is obviously acceptable to me.

I turned my eyes back to the golden man's head, and continued to think about how to break his defense, or make him stop roaring, but I didn't know that Wang Yijian was in a hard fight on the other side at this moment.

"Where is Emperor Ziwei? It really is extraordinary in strength." Wang Yijian looked at the purple armored soldier in front of him and said, but although he said so, Wang Yijian did not show any fear, holding Wufeng Sword in his hand, but a little excited .

"Madman." Ziwei said coldly, this is not his evaluation of Wang Yijian now, it was true 10 years ago, and it is also true now, a guy who only knows that the sword is loyal to the sword, "But no matter how crazy you are? It is useless at this time, I know that your sword is extraordinary, but do you think there is a chance to use it on me?"

Emperor Ziwei said coldly, his body turned into a purple aurora and attacked Wang Yijian. Wang Yijian held the horizontal sword in front of his chest, and the purple light left a trace on the sword. Wang Yijian frowned and took a step back. He kept rushing towards Wufengjian, once, once, again, not many times, but they hit Wufengjian one after another. Wang Yijian had no room to fight back after retreating again and again.

It's not that Wang Yijian doesn't want to resist, it's just that the recoil force brought by the purple light to them is too great, and it's too big for Wang Yijian to bear.

"It's over." Ziwei's cold voice came over, Wang Yijian hadn't responded yet, Ziguang directly passed through Wufeng Sword and stabbed Wang Yijian's heart.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Ziwei's mouth, and the purple light passed through Wang Yijian's body supported by the Wufeng Sword. Ziwei, who was behind Wang Yijian, said lightly, "I said it, it's over."

bang...

The Wufeng Sword turned into fragments, and then fell directly to the ground. Although the breath has not been cut off, but the current situation can almost judge that Wang Yijian has no room to resist. This is the case in anyone's eyes. The sword has no sword. , what else can I do?
"No, not yet..." Wang Yijian said in a cold voice, then stood up, holding his hands in the air as if holding a sword in his hands.

Ziwei frowned and didn't understand what Wang Yijian meant. Wang Yijian's body was already moving, "I have a sword, but I can open the gate of heaven. If I don't have a sword, the world will return to the sect!"

boom!
At this moment, the world changed color violently, and a powerful aura condensed in the sky above Wang Yijian. At this moment, Ziwei felt that something was wrong. When she wanted to move, she found that her body seemed to be bound by some invisible force. Also unable to move.

What's happening here?Ziwei frowned and felt something was wrong, is Wang Yijian strong?Not strong, he is only an entry-level quasi-sage, and he has no chance of winning against the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Twelve Generals, but why does he feel like he can't use any strength in front of him.

Ziwei looked up at the sky with difficulty, air waves?No, it's not Qilang, it's Jianlang!At this moment in the heavens, all the souls of famous swords rose to the top of Wang Yijian's head, and the sword's edge was all directed towards the eyebrows of Taste!
This is sword intent!

Ziwei doesn't understand why a person can be so strong just by relying on sword intent. For him who pursues the way of heaven, he may not understand this matter in this life.
Wang Yijian gave up everything, begging for a sword, there is a sword, the sword is his weapon, and Wujian, he is the strongest sword!
"I have a sword that can kill saints!"

shhhhhh...

Thousands of swords in the sky are like raindrops desperately attacking Ziwei. Ziwei looked at the sky, looked at Wang Yijian, and waited for her eyes, but couldn't do anything. For a moment, Ziwei was confused. It is the way of the sword that can reach this point, so what is the way of heaven that I have been pursuing for thousands of years?
Wang Yijian, one sword cuts the saint, life and death.

(End of this chapter)