The Heavenly Sword Emperor

boom!

Just when the true essence as vast as a giant lake was about to be injected into the core of that formation.

A sword light, fiercely killed!

Directly, smash the core of that formation!

"what!?"

Seeing this, the sloppy old man's complexion changed dramatically, and he raised his head in disbelief!

Not only the eyes, but even the skin was stained with a strange red!

"Who!!"

The sharp sound did not sound like a human can make, and the sloppy old man roared, releasing his true essence, trying to make up for the core of the formation that was just broken.

However, before he had time to inject his true essence into the location of the original core, a terrifying wave of killing intent erupted from it.

The real essence of the sloppy old man was directly shattered!

"Pfft!"

The sloppy old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and an abnormal layer of red light appeared on his entire body, and his eyes gradually became crazy!

"Who! Who! Who dares to ruin my good deeds!"

Just one step away, the tyrannical City Lord of Qingyuan City will die under his own great formation of destroying the city, and even the millions of people in Qingyuan City will be buried together!

In this way, his great revenge can be avenged!

But, that's it!

This sword light that appeared out of nowhere, directly destroyed it!

"The one who killed you."

Tian Yang's eyes were extremely cold, and his normal black pupils seemed to be stained with blood at this moment.

"you……"

The sloppy old man was stunned the moment he saw Tian Yang, shocked that the other party was so young.

However, Tian Yang did not give the sloppy old man time to say a complete sentence. When he raised his hand, an extremely sharp palm print was blasted out!

The source of immortality glows.

Indestructible Three Styles, Immortal Taixuan Palm!

boom!

The sloppy old man's body was dented by this palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The sloppy old man's face also showed a hint of disbelief!

This is... what kind of strength!

With just one palm, you crippled your proud body?

And Tian Yang was also a little surprised.

His one move, Tai Xuan Palm, was actually blocked by this guy who was only in the middle stage of the Holy Emperor?

"puff!"

The sloppy old man spat out a mouthful of blood again, but with the sound of a jingle, Tian Yang's eyes froze.

Is this... some kind of metal?

"Damn! Who are you!? The one sent by the goddamn Qingyuan City Lord!?"

The sloppy old man roared, and at this time, Tian Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he slammed a palm again.

This palm directly shattered all the robes on the sloppy old man!

However, what is exposed is not a body, but...

Completely constructed of metal, all kinds of fine gold, mithril, and spirit stones are criss-crossed. Except for the frame similar to humans, the others are completely different from humans!

These metal parts, under the roar of the sloppy old man, kept clinking.

At the same time, the breath of the middle stage of the Holy Emperor was released from the sloppy old man.

Not from Dantian, but from the sloppy old man, the whole body!

In itself, it seems that there is no cultivation base. All strength comes from the power of his primordial spirit, as well as the parts created by the strange art of refining.

"This is?"

"See it!"

The sloppy old man looked like a madman, frantically looking at the formation core that had been destroyed by Tianyang.

"My left arm, right arm, and torso were all killed by the damned Qingyuan City lord three hundred and twenty-seven years ago!"

"This black cyan iron left arm was just spliced ​​together after 350 times of dislocated bones and muscles!"

"This body was made by me searching for materials. It took me two hundred years and countless times to blow up my own body before refining it!"

The sloppy old man roared, "Did you know? Three hundred years ago, I was a dazzling new star in Qingyuan City!"

"Having a divine vein of talent and a powerful spiritual treasure accompanying him, he was only one hundred and seventy years old when he stepped into the True Dragon Ranking!"

"However, the city lord of Qingyuan City, because his son is just a waste, sent someone to break into my family directly."

"I dug out my heart, chopped off my limbs, and forcibly took away the divine veins of talent!"

"Family, five hundred and sixty-seven people, all of them, were killed by the lord of Qingyuan City!"

The sloppy old man roared, and the whole person entered a state of incomparable rage.

"Five hundred and sixty-seven people! Thirty of them are old and inactive, more than sixty, still in their teens, all dead!"

"Killed by the city owner, killed by the city owner's soldiers!"

The body made of metal and various powerful materials began to turn red abnormally.

"So, I planned for a hundred years and arranged a great formation that covered the entire Qingyuan City, just for today!"

"Not only will the city lord be slaughtered, but also millions of people in Qingyuan City will be buried with them to pay homage to more than 500 people in our clan!"

The sloppy old man roared up to the sky.

"Oh."

A very calm voice sounded.

"You want revenge, feel free, I don't even know the name of the city lord."

"Before I come, after I leave, kill as much as you like, as much as you want."

Tianyang's face was calm, and this person's experience may have been heard, probably in some biographical stories.

Many stories start with the protagonist being deprived of his divine veins, or something else, and then relying on the remaining power to get the chance to rise against the sky and successfully avenge the snow.

It's a pity that the sloppy old man is not the protagonist of these stories.

After being deprived of his divine veins by the city master of Qingyuan City, there is no remnant of his, nor does he have any special background, and the entire family has been slaughtered.

Therefore, it can only spend hundreds of years of experience, forced to survive, and then set up this city-destroying formation that enveloped the entire Qingyuan City.

Let the lord of Qingyuan City, together with the millions of people in Qingyuan City, be buried together!

To the hatred of three hundred years ago, blood debt and blood repayment. ,

"But there's one thing you shouldn't commit."

"In other words, I don't care how much you kill, but you moved me and Yuhan, and you almost killed her."

"So what? Everyone in Qingyuan City must die!"

The sloppy old man said madly, but Tian Yang calmly lifted the Taixu Sword Embryo.

"Anyway."

"What's your big hatred to do with me?"

The sloppy old man's eyes widened, the last image before his life was.

A bright sword light.

...

After beheading the sloppy old man, Tian Yang was expressionless and put away the Taixu Sword Embryo in his hand.

Not a drop of blood.

"Three hundred years ago, the children of the so-and-so family who possessed innate talent and amazing strength had never heard of it."

"I've heard that three hundred years ago, the son of the city lord of Qingyuan City awakened the Supreme Divine Vein, flew into the sky, and left the Cloud Fire Realm to achieve the True Dragon Ranking."