Peerless Daoist

Soon, Xu Yingwu calmed down, and even if he closed his eyes, the movements in all directions could not escape his insight.

In the end, he is a realm powerhouse, and even in the face of this situation, he still remains calm.

The promise's wrist was already full of blood, and it kept flowing down.

Using the secret technique, coupled with the power of Shang Fang's sword, he can fight against Lu Yu, but for him, it is also a great burden.

"Lu Yu, you must be able to kill Zhou Jin and Zhao Tong. However, if you dare to rebel against the imperial court, you are destined to lose. Give the Emperor Sword to His Majesty and the Holy Emperor as soon as possible to keep you safe."

Promise.

Until now, he still did not give up and wanted to persuade Lu Yu.

Zhang Yi sneered and said, "I'm blind, and still thinking about your holy emperor here? Facts speak louder than words. The emperors of the Zhao family, taken together, can't compare to the sword of the emperor! My lord is destined to return, and it's your turn. Let's talk about making irresponsible remarks!"

"It's not that Shang Fang Baojian lost the battle, but I lost!"

The promise took a step forward, and blood flowed from his fingers, smearing it on Shang Fang's sword.

Shang Fang Baojian made a trembling sound, as if there was a sound of dragon roar, bursting out from it, deafening.

"With my blood, sacrifice to Fangjian!"

As the promise fell, the holy light fell on him.

Xu Yingwu's eyes suddenly opened, and two strong sword intents flashed in those already dim eyes!

"He actually dared to do it!"

Everyone was shocked.

Everyone can see that this promise is now at the end of the line, and it is quite reluctant to hold on until now.

But he actually sacrificed his blood to the sword and merged his soul monk Fang Baojian into one.

The sword exists, but the sword breaks and people perish!

This kind of method will not be used when the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

"What's right and what's wrong, how can you see clearly. What I want to do is to make the human race in this world, everyone is like a dragon! I want my human race to cross the Liangjie Mountain again and seize the lost territory! No one can stop me, you can't, neither can the Zhao family!"

Lu Yu's voice resounded throughout the world again.

As if in response to Lu Yu's great wishes, bursts of thunder fell from the sky, roaring non-stop.

At this moment, Lu Yu seemed to have become a real ancient human emperor. The human emperor sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword intent reached the sky, piercing the void!

This sword!

Half of the dark cloud was cut open by the sword, and the sun shines through the dark cloud and falls on the earth.

Around Shangfang Baojian, the phantoms of successive Zhao family emperors collapsed one by one, and the ancient characters engraved on the sword body also became bleak.

Xu Yingwu let out an unwilling roar, Shang Fang Baojian was no longer able to protect him, and his whole body was hit by the sword energy of the Emperor, and instantly vanished into ashes.

"Dang!"

Shang Fang's sword fell to the ground, the brilliance converged, and the color faded.

The countless Taoist consciousnesses that came from a distance were immediately retracted, for fear of being noticed by Lu Yu.

Everyone was frightened by Lu Yu.

Forcibly killing the imperial envoy, this is a big crime to rebel!

What is even more frightening is that Lu Yu's current strength is much better than that of the former Qi King Zhao Tong.

The fifty-eight regiments of the Qianlong Army, once Chen Bing borders the border, will definitely be a devastating blow to the Dayu court.

At the moment when the imperial envoy died, the sky above Xianyang suddenly turned red, like blood stained.

Countless people walked out from the door, looking at this vision of heaven and earth, speechless in shock.

"The sky has changed!"