The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Rong'er..."

When Guo Jing saw that Huang Rong and Yang Zheng came back together, the little bird was leaning on the person, the spring-faced cuddle in Yang Zheng's arms, and the way he walked was a little different from usual, he felt another pain in his heart.

Although he was a little stupid, he still knew some things. At this moment, he knew in his heart that Rong'er had become that Yang Zheng's person. He took a step back, spit out a mouthful of blood in the sky, and fell to the ground.

"Ah? Jing'er? What's wrong with you, Jing'er?"

Hong Qigong exclaimed and hurriedly went to see Guo Jing.

"It's not a big deal."

Yang Zheng glanced at Guo Jing who was lying on the ground, took out a blood supplement pill, and threw it.

This Guo Jing is a typical rush to attack the heart, and the backlash of infuriating energy is a bit similar to going into the devil. Presumably, seeing her and Huang Rong so close, she had such a reaction. Yang Zheng didn't feel guilty about this. Huang Rong liked herself and she liked Huang Rong. Just because he was Guo Jing, she couldn't give up Huang Rong to Guo Jing.

This is the world of martial arts, not the original. Even if he traveled to the original work, Yang Zheng didn't think that everything should be done according to the original work. If he was only a bystander, it would be too boring.

"Forget it, Huang Laoxie, I'll take Jing'er away."

Hong Qigong fed Guo Jing the blood-tonifying pill, sighed, and helped Guo Jing to leave.

"The aptitude is dull, and there is nothing good except for the good-natured nature."

Pharmacist Huang commented.

"Fortunately, Rong'er didn't marry this stupid Guo Jing. If she were to marry this stupid Guo Jing, Rong'er would suffer for the rest of her life!"

The old urchin chuckled.

"Humph!"

Huang Yaoshi glanced coldly at the old urchin, then at Huang Rong, his eyes fell on Yang Zheng, and after sizing up Yang Zheng several times, he shook his head slightly.

"Dad, Brother Yang is very good to Rong'er."

Huang Rong's face was reddish, and she said softly.

"Whether it's good or not, we'll only know later."

Huang Yaoshi only replied this sentence.

"I can't guarantee anything else. I won't change my mind about Airong'er."

Yang Zheng spoke loudly.

He has a heart of fraternity, and will never say that one woman will abandon another for the sake of another, but will all be included in the fairy palace!

......

It is night, the moon and stars are rare.

In Huang Rong's boudoir, Yang Zheng was cultivating with Huang Rong.

"prick!"

Suddenly, a sword energy pierced the window and hit the two on the couch!

"Um?"

Bai Fanghua sat at the table, frowned, and swept forward, blocking the sword energy!

"puff!"

Bai Fanghua's complexion changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but the sword qi couldn't be stopped by her cultivation!

"call!"

It was also at this moment that Yang Zheng's body shook on the couch, and the power of the Great Desolation was released! Seeing Bai Fanghua's injury, his face turned cold, he pulled the quilt to cover Huang Rongjiao's body, and with a flash, he swept to Bai Fanghua's side and hugged Bai Fanghua.

A pair of eye-catching eyes, staring at the window at this moment!

There were people outside the window, and not just one, there were several!

There are several assassins!

wrong!

Not several, but one, the breaths of those assassins outside the window are all the same!

"prick!"

"prick!"

"prick!"

Three sword qi stabbed again, extremely fierce and extremely cold. As soon as the sword qi came out, the temperature dropped by 20 degrees!

"Humph!"

While Yang Zheng healed Bai Fanghua, he slammed a palm, Yan Luo's palm, swallowed time and space, and forcibly swallowed the sword energy that came from him! Immediately afterwards, he swept out and performed the palm technique again, but this time it was not the Yama palm technique, but the attacking Xia Dang of "Huntian Treasure Mirror"!

Huntian Treasure Mirror's Attack on Xia Dang!

Spiral suction, a shock and a roll, and the assassins were killed in an instant!

"fake?"

In the air, except for a strange chill, nothing was left, and the assassins seemed to be phantoms.

"Jie Jie, Evil Emperor Yang Zheng, how does my soul-splitting method taste like? You have a beautiful woman in your arms, and you have been hit with my Frost Soul Eater. If you don't treat it within three days, your soul will wither and die! Now, if you want to Save the beauty in your arms and hand over the Dragon Seal of the Five Emperors and the Heavenly Sword!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the air, erratic, like a ghost, extremely evil!

And the ghostly figure smiled sinisterly, one turned into three, three turned into five, and five turned into nine. In an instant, nine figures surrounded Yang Zheng and Bai Fanghua!

Dividing the soul * method!

Each of these nine figures has the same aura, and in Yang Zheng's perception, they are all real, not phantoms!

"Jie Jie! Who am I? I'm someone you can't afford to offend! Give me the Dragon Seal of the Five Emperors and the Heavenly Sword. Although I can't kill you, your woman, everyone on this Peach Blossom Island, will be beheaded by me. kill!"

Weird Assassin's evil laugh again!

"Do your Spring and Autumn Dream! Those who threatened me are all dead, and you are no exception!"

Yang Zheng started, raised his right hand, and a knife appeared out of thin air in his hand, it was the Xueyin knife! In the snow drink knife, the mad demon knife spirit roared, the cold air was released, and the nine figures were frozen in an instant!

Whoa!

In the next moment, all nine figures were broken!

"Jie Jie! It's useless, Evil Emperor Yang Zheng, your moves are useless to me! My soul-splitting method is an ancient secret move, and ordinary martial arts are ineffective against me! Jie Jie! Shattered realm masters, if they hadn't provoked that person, they wouldn't have traveled far across the oceans and came to your low-level continent! However, your low-level continent surprised me. You are an aboriginal, and you can actually get the Dragon Seal of the Five Emperors and the Heavenly Sword. , what a surprise!"

The figure of the strange assassin appeared again, and it was instantly divided into eighteen paths, each with the same aura, all staring at Yang Zheng with both hands holding the sword!

This scene seems extremely strange. If it was an ordinary person here, I would have been scared to the ground long ago. But Yang Zheng is different, Yang Zheng is not afraid of any challenge!

"yes?"

Yang Zheng chuckled, the Xueyin knife in his hand disappeared, and then a long sword appeared.

This long sword, under the moonlight, the mysterious light circulates, there is a dark thunder light under the mysterious light, and deeper, there is the spirit of the righteous path of the fairy!

This sword is the Shenxiao Thunder Sword formed by the remnant soul of Xuanyuan Sword fused with the Divine Sky Sword!

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, lead it with a sword!"

At this moment, Yang Zheng is solemn and sacred, like the incarnation of the Tao of Heaven, and once the sentence is pronounced, it is the thunder of the gods!

"boom!"

Eighteen purple flashes descended out of thin air, bombarding the strange assassin's eighteen division souls!

"what!"

With a tragic howl, the split soul of the strange assassin was instantly destroyed!

Shenxiao Thunder Sword Art, unparalleled domineering, specializing in restraining evil things!

"Shenxiao Thunder Sword Art! Daomen Supreme Sword Art! Damn it! Evil Emperor Yang Zheng, you actually know this sword art! I'm not convinced by ghosts! I'm not convinced by ghosts! I will come back, I will definitely come back. Next time, I will take everything from you!"

The ghost roared, turning into a gloomy wind and swept away.

"The last person who said this has already been killed by me once!"

Yang Zheng sneered.

Last time, Qin Zheng, the reincarnated emperor of the first emperor, also said the same, but Qin Zheng has already been killed by him! ..