Great Heaven Sovereign

Jiang Li is crazy in the storm. His hands holding the long sword have trembled, the tiger's mouth is chapped, and blood slides down his palm.

Now he has tried his best to brew the power of the king's sword to the extreme.

I thought that under such circumstances, I could easily kill Yang Fan. Unexpectedly, Yang Fan blocked it.

Not only blocked, but even a calm expression.

The result was unacceptable to him.

"Why don't you die? Why don't you die? Why don't you die?" Jiang Li's long hair danced disorderly, completely lost his posture, and had no calmness and arrogance at all.

"Why do I want to die? You overestimate yourself. Even if you control the sword of the king, it is useless. Virtue is not worthy, and the long sword is ashamed, you can't give full play to the nature of the long sword. Even if you can use the long sword to mobilize the power of heaven and earth for your use, it's futile." Yang Fan's face was expressionless.

The sword of the king's way naturally needs people with the heart of the king's way to control it.

And Jiang Li

Obviously not.

The real king is to cherish heaven and earth, travel against the world, seize grandeur in the sky, and shine in the sun and moon.

The world has me, Huangwei towering.

Unfortunately, Jiang Li went the wrong way, obsessed with the emperor's mind and took the path.

In this way, he naturally can't control the king's sword.

"Presumptuous, I'm the prince of the imperial court and the emperor's canonization. I'm the future Lord of the imperial court. What are you, and dare you say I don't deserve it!" Jiang Li was completely furious.

Yang Fan's words are undoubtedly his biggest fig leaf.

"Deceive yourself and others. I said that if I kill you today and seize the sword, I will never be aimless. I know that one person can defeat you thousands of times. If he controls the sword, he will be the real king in the future." Yang Fan said coldly.

"Unbridled, solitude is orthodoxy. You are disobedient! Disobey the imperial court of Zhongzhou and the will of heaven." Jiang Li roared and refused to accept what Yang Fan said anyway.

"God's will? It's ridiculous for our generation to practice and shut up. If the imperial court is handed over to you, it will be a great sorrow in the future." Yang Fan has a touch of ridicule in his eyes.

At present, Jiang Li's performance is what Yang Fan really despises.

Originally, what Yang Fan thought was to wait for him to accumulate strength, and then establish his invincibility in the first World War.

But I didn't expect that Jiang Li was so unbearable that he didn't break his heart, but there was a crack in his heart.

As Yang Fan's words fell, Jiang Li's long sword suddenly sounded.

The light also faded.

The power that had been brewing began to dissipate.

It seems that he doesn't want to continue to be used by Jiang Li.

In an instant, endless fear appeared in Jiang Li's eyes.

"No, the sword of the king, you are the sword of the founding of our imperial court. Do you want to betray me?" Jiang Li drank angrily and grasped the long sword in his hand.

But the tighter he grasped, the more he resisted the long sword in his hand. At this moment, a sword burst out and directly cut Jiang Li's palm.

"Ah!"

Jiang Li screamed.

Instinctively, he let go of his long sword.

Yang Fan's eyes must be clear. Where will he miss this opportunity.

The spear gave a sharp stab.

Boom!

Jiang Li, who lost his long sword, was like a fierce tiger with teeth pulled out. He had no resistance. Under the impact of Yang Fan's gun, the whole person directly rolled back into the void.

But Yang Fan didn't chase him.

In contrast, Yang Fan cares more about the sword of the king.

Now Chang Baisui has inherited the will of the Wushen Dynasty and is ready to reshape his former glory.

And this king's sword is the most suitable for him.

However, the long sword was very fast. It just rushed into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

"Little Firebird, take the sword!" Yang Fan shouted loudly, and his figure also soared into the sky. A great opportunity lies ahead. Yang Fan will never let the sword leave.

As soon as the voice fell, little Firebird and little white didn't hesitate at all. Their figure jumped suddenly and flew into the void.

Especially the little Firebird, now this moment fully shows what is called rosefinch's talent.

His divine attainments are much stronger than Yang Fan's. it flickers like jumping in the void, but in the blink of an eye, it appears in front of the long sword.

"A long sword, dare to tremble in front of the fire Lord, be smart and set it for me." The little Firebird spoke proudly and didn't say anything about the long sword.

His hands lit up and he grabbed at the long sword.

The long sword is also spiritual. It seems to feel the threat, twinkle with cold light, and stab directly at the little Firebird.

Pooh!

The long sword directly cuts off the divine fire of the little Firebird.

The little Firebird was stunned.

It never occurred to me that the long sword would dare to resist under his oppression. Not only that, but even dare to fight him.

Although he released his divine power, he didn't use much. But I didn't expect to be broken by this long sword.

In short, the little Firebird now responds to an old saying that he catches an eagle all day and is pecked in the eye at last.

So at this moment, the little Firebird looked angry.

"Fire Lord, I broke you!"

He couldn't help saying that the little Firebird fell again.

But this time, the little Firebird was no longer underestimated. The power of this palm broke out in the power of divine beasts.

It can be seen that the little Firebird wants to suppress the sword spirit with his divinity.

But at this moment, the long sword suddenly turned its direction, didn't touch the little Firebird at all, and directly grabbed the air.

"Ah ah, shit, dare to play with me." The little Firebird was furious.

This time he was determined to suppress the sword. But unexpectedly, the long sword ran away directly.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to have today, too. Look at me." Xiaobai laughed.

It seems that seeing that the little Firebird is shriveled now, he is happy to see its success.

At the next moment, the chalk turned into a black tiger, and the monstrous ferocity emanated from him.

If the little Firebird wants to suppress the long sword with his divinity, the chalk is just the opposite. What he wants to suppress is his ferocity.

He is a beast of five evils. He is fierce and powerful. He is the original murderer of heaven and earth. He is a kind of extreme evil.

"Fix it for me!"

Xiaobai clapped directly on the void.

In an instant, the ups and downs of the sea of clouds were broken up, and the heaven and earth rioted directly under the influence of Xiaobai's breath.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The long sword instantly showed a feeling of fear and kept shrinking.

But in the rear, the little Firebird has chased over.

There is a tiger in front and a pursuer behind. It has no way to retreat.

Just then, Yang Fan's figure also came after him. He looked at the scene in front of him and smiled at the corners of his mouth:

"You have no way out. Follow me and I'll find you the real king." Yang Fan said.

Whoosh!

At the next moment, the long sword suddenly turned its direction and came straight to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was stunned.

The secret way is so overbearing now. In a word, you can make the long sword surrender.

But soon, Yang Fan found himself thinking too much.

Because on the long sword, the edge gradually appears.

Yang Fan's face sank and understood in an instant.

This long sword doesn't want to surrender at all, but is looking for a breakthrough.

But in front of little Firebird and little white, they didn't dare to impact, so they turned and came towards themselves.

In short, the long sword is also human and knows that persimmons should be kneaded soft.

Yang Fan is now the soft persimmon.

"Hum, the sword of kingcraft, let's see if your kingcraft is powerful or if I'm invincible."

Yang Fan's eyes must be invincible.

This time, he will press the sword of the king with invincible intention.