Nine Realms Sword Master

Saint Twelve carried the holy sword and slashed fiercely, rippling murderous intent, venting the holy power, and the blade was like an axe to open the sky, unstoppable.

The dragon emperor's huge dragon eyes stared at the falling holy sword, unwillingness and anger rippled in his pupil beads.

But at this critical moment, a sword aura suddenly flew, and hit the holy sword like a whirlwind.

But in the face of Saint Twelve's sacred blow, this sword aura has no effect at all, and all that can be done is slow.

However, with this slight delay, it is enough!

At the moment when the holy sword was about to strike the Dragon Emperor, the vast sword power that covered the sky and covered the sun vented from behind the holy twelve, like an open gluttonous mouth, swallowed by the holy twelve.

It's White Night!

As long as Saint Twelve continues to choose to attack the Dragon Emperor, even if he kills the Dragon Emperor, he will definitely not survive.

"Humph!"

Saint Twelve sneered, and withdrew with the holy sword, directly exposing the huge dragon emperor's body to the terrifying death dragon sword aura.

The Dragon Emperor couldn't move, Saint Twelve was hiding from the Dragon Sword Qi, but the Dragon Emperor couldn't escape!

He had already foreseen the sight of the Dragon Emperor being baptized by the Dead Dragon Sword!

Isn't it more ironic to let the Dragon Emperor die in Bai Ye's hand than the holy sword?

however.

Just when he thought that the terrifying sword aura of Bai Ye could cut the Dragon Emperor away in an instant, that terrifying sword aura suddenly disappeared without a trace, and all destruction and murderous intentions disappeared.

Saint Twelve was stunned. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, with shock and anger on his face.

"The blow just now...Is it an illusion?" He whispered.

"Not bad!"

Bai Ye said indifferently, lifting the sword towards the holy pillar.

If one column breaks again, the Dragon Emperor can struggle even more.

Saint Twelve is incredible.

Bai Yewei Wei Jiu Zhao's terrorist attack turned out to be an illusion created by him with illusion! He is sure that he will evade! So I came here to surround Wei and save Zhao! Flick a shot! !

"silly!!!"

The figure inside the door couldn't help cursing.

Saint Twelve was furious, he had never been humiliated like this! Immediately carrying the holy sword rushed towards Bai Ye frantically.

"Asshole! Asshole!!! I swear to kill you!!!"

The sorrowful roar swayed away, and the holy sword rolled out a thousand-zhang sword light, split the earth, and cut it sternly towards Bai Ye.

But Bai Ye was not afraid, and flashed sideways, avoiding the blade light, and continued to slash the beam of light.

He is not sitting in a head-on confrontation with Saint Twelve now, only attacking the beam of light.

The speed and strength of the white night in the semi-sage state now are amazing, and coupled with the universal body, only relying on the twelve, it is as difficult as heaven to kill him.

hateful!

Saint Twelve was full of anger, and people almost exploded. His eyes flickered, staring at the huge dragon emperor, rushing away, killing intent.

But at this moment, Bai Ye has been guarded, and the person has not yet approached, Bai Ye turned into a meteor and rushed, and the sword fiercely smashed. This trick of the Dragon Sword Qi is real, and instantly shatters the void on the side of Saint Twelve, destroying Ripples hit his chest fiercely.

Saint Twelve suffered another big loss, his chest was ups and downs, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Not an opponent?

"This son sacrificed the heavenly soul, only in the semi-sacred state, but what is surprising is that the purity of his holy power and imperial aura is even more terrifying than the saint... Twelve! There must be something special about him Where! Either the heavenly soul! Or the magic weapon! Coupled with the death dragon sword, it is very difficult for you to defeat him!" The person inside the door yelled.

His words revealed the mystery of the white night. The heavenly soul sacrificed by the white night is not an ordinary heavenly soul, but nine heavenly souls of the tenth heaven, and a dead dragon heavenly soul of the twelfth heaven!

After these ten heavenly souls are fused, the power is unmatched. Another sacrifice will only provide Bai Ye with a semi-sacred realm, but the power that can be provided for him is to chase the saint!

Saint Twelve's heart was dignified, his eyes were tight, and he didn't dare to be careless anymore. He uttered a low voice, his chest was bright, and he moved his finger to remind him of several sacred tactics. If he was still careless before, then now he Has begun to go all out.

The terrifying holy formula instantly blasted towards Qin Feng, arranging in the air, rippling the void. At the same time, Saint Twelve himself launched an offensive again. He did not rush towards the Dragon Emperor, but turned and ran towards the white night.

But when the person approached the white night, a ray of light flickered on his body, and in that light, a figure rushed out to attack the Dragon Emperor.

Clone?

not good!

Bai Ye's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned and rushed to kill, intending to intercept this clone, but the terrifying holy formula and the other clone of Saint Twelve were already close.

In a haste, Bai Ye could only force this holy formula, ignoring the clone of Saint Twelve, and quickly returned to the Dragon Emperor.

But because of his ignorance, the Holy Twelve Horror Sword hit his back directly.

Puff!

A blood stain appeared, and blood splashed into the air.

"Ok?"

Saint Twelve was stunned. Logically speaking, even if the saint had eaten the knife, it would be cut in half on the spot. Why did this person just leave a blood mark?

Is his body harder than a saint?

Bai Ye approached the Dragon Emperor, struck with a sword, and the dreadful sword aura swallowed the clone.

But in the next second, Saint Twelve had another action!

At this moment, the white light on his body flickered faster. Every time he moved, a terrifying clone appeared with exactly the same breath. A total of twelve times flashed, and the twelve Holy Twelve with amazing breath appeared in front of Bai Ye. !

These... are all real saint clones! It is definitely not a fake that ordinary souls use to confuse people. Each of them possesses saint-level destructive power. The only difference is that the amount of holy power that flows through them is forcibly divided into twelve shares...

"This time, it depends on how you defend it!"

Saint Twelve sneered again and again, and then let out a low sigh, and the Twelve Dao Saints, including him, were all over to the Dragon Emperor. The overwhelming murderous intent is like a big net, covering the Dragon Emperor and the white night!

Unless Bai Ye can also use the clone technique, and it must be a holy method, it is absolutely impossible to contend this round of offensive.

However, offering sacrifices to the heavenly soul can only give him strength, but not the means! Most of his current spiritism is only the Emperor Jing!

The emperor scripture can suddenly lead to the bloodshed of the nine soul powerhouses, but facing the holy tactics... the emperor scripture is obviously not enough.

"Boy! Leave me alone, you go first!"

Facing this kind of sight, the Dragon Emperor was helpless and could only shout.

Saint Twelve is not only to kill the Dragon Emperor, but also to persecute Bai Ye! As long as Bai Ye dared to come in and be the Dragon Emperor, he would definitely not be able to sustain the offensive of Saint Twelve, and he would be seriously injured!

This is Saint Twelve’s method of killing two birds with one stone!

No matter what decision Bai Ye makes, Saint Twelve will be the winner.

but....

Just at the moment when Bai Ye suddenly opened his eyes, he let out a wild roar.

"town!!!"

In an instant, a vast and mysterious power fell from the sky! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom...

The Saint Twelve clones who rushed towards the dead dragon suddenly exploded out of thin air.

"what?"

Saint Twelve was stunned, before he could react, a terrifying force of suppression suddenly fell on his body, and the people fell violently, and fell heavily to the ground, even the void was twisted and deformed by the force of suppression.

"This is... the power of mantra?"

Saint Twelve tried to get up and roared in pain.

"Mantra power has no level, only strength and weakness. This kid has the purest sacred power, and he doesn't know how terrifying it is to use the power of mantra." The people inside the door flashed their eyes and said coldly.

Upon seeing this, Dragon Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"hateful!!!!!"

The hoarse roar of Saint Twelve, people went mad, stood up as hard as they could, the ground trembled wildly, the entire continent of Outer Saint State was completely shattered, especially where the Holy War broke out, there was no complete land, the water of the evil sea rolled over , Rippling at the feet of the two.

Saint Twelve gritted his teeth and shouted, the sea water on both sides instantly rippled, turned into two water dragons, and hit the white night.

The white night was so majestic and motionless, even if the water of the evil sea hit, the whole person still spared no effort to suppress it.

But the sea water hit him without any impact.

"Universal body?" Longdi's eyes lit up.

"Old guy, come out quickly, I can't hold it anymore!" Bai Ye gritted his teeth and gasped.

"You hold on! I can use my Dragon Power to smash those beams of light and break free from this big formation!"

The Dragon Emperor roared, and Longwei became stronger again.

The surrounding skyrocketing beams were all shaking, and they all looked shaky.

The face of the figure behind the void gate changed drastically, and looking at this scene, the look was particularly ugly.

"Holy Twelve, you trash! You were beaten like this by a middle-ranked emperor! No wonder you can't control the Nine Soul Continent!"

The person behind the door made a cold snort and moved suddenly.

Watching the gate trembling constantly, the surrounding void was rippling, and a vast and boundless holy power swayed here.

Bai Ye's pupils swelled slightly, and before the person could react, he was hit by this force and he flew out suddenly.

Saint Twelve, please suppress, rushing madly.

But instead of chasing Bai Ye immediately, he turned his head and stared at the void gate.

"Do you want to come over?"

"This situation can't come any longer, Dragon Emperor will break free! The situation will only be more troublesome then." The figure behind the door said Shen.

"Then...what should I do in Sanzhou?"

"It's up to now, I can't control so much! Quickly cut these shackles and help me come over!" The man shouted.

"Okay!" Saint Twelve immediately rushed, lifted the holy sword and slammed into the void around the door.

Upon seeing this, Dragon Emperor was shocked.

"Boy, go and stop him! Quickly!"

Bai Ye's expression condensed, and she gritted her teeth and rushed towards it.

However... it's too late.

Following Saint Twelve's actions, all the void surrounding the Void Gate was cut, and the entire gate seemed to have broken free from the void.

And that person didn't seem to be hindered anymore, and stepped directly across the door.

Puff!

The moment he walked out, the approaching Bai Ye instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the person was shocked in the air.

Just breath, Bai Ye can't bear...

Coming...by no means an ordinary saint!