The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Just as Yang Jian and the others were facing Li Dao and in a dilemma.

A streak of white light streaked across the sky in a flash.

The hairs on Li Dao's body all stood on end as a sense of danger lingered in his mind. He did not hesitate to brandish his sword with all his strength, slashing towards the sudden white light.

However, Li Dao was surprised to find that the long sword that had always been successful did not cut anything in the future.

There was a stream of Qi above the sword. It collided with the sword and then hit Li Dao's body.

Pfft!

A mouthful of sparkling and translucent blood stained the sky. Li Dao was smashed until his head was spinning. Who knew how many ribs on his chest were broken?

Only now did Li Dao see what the white light was. It turned out to be a bowl-sized bracelet.

The moment Li Dao saw the bracelet, his eyes narrowed. He finally knew who it was and his expression turned ugly.

Li Dao knew his own family's business. He was very clear on the strength of his physique.

However, even after a portion of the sword's strength had been dispersed, it was still able to injure him. This was too terrifying. It also allowed Li Dao to see the huge gap between him and the world's top elders.

After the previous world had absorbed and merged the Flames of the Cosmic Star Flame, Li Dao had also inherited the characteristics of the Eternal Star Body, thus his recovery ability was extremely strong.

But this time, Li Dao discovered that the injuries he had suffered could not be healed at all. There was still a trace of Qi left on it. If he did not remove this Qi, then he would never be able to recover.

Li Dao had been injured many times and had also been severely injured. However, this was the first time he had encountered an injury that could not be healed.

Old Lord Taishang, who was standing on top of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, exclaimed in surprise.

Even though it was just a casual strike, a True Immortal being able to remain standing was far beyond Old Lord Taishang's expectations.

Old Lord Taishang retracted the diamond chakram after failing to completely defeat Li Dao with his first attack, and did not make a second move.

Humans all wanted face. Especially the elders who stood high above them, when they attacked the younger generation, they already surpassed them. If they wanted to make a second move, they would not be able to hold back their pride.

The deities all flattered him, but Old Lord Taishang returned to his calm appearance.

Li Dao could feel the injuries in his body and his expression turned ugly. He was the one who was in trouble this time!

After receiving this blow, he could barely lift the sword. He was now in an extremely dangerous situation.

Yang Jian was stunned at first, but soon realized that it was this bracelet that broke the deadlock when he was fighting that monkey, and it was still the same now.

All of a sudden, Yang Jian became wary of Old Lord Taishang, who did not reveal anything. He was definitely a terrifying god.

"Li Lang, how are you?"

Yang Chan was the first one to react. She went up to support Li Dao with an anxious face as she cried.

"Cough cough, Chan'er, don't panic. I'm not going to die yet!"

As Li Dao said this, he coughed twice, causing the fragments of his internal organs to cough out.

"Liro, stop talking. I'll take you away right now. You have to hold on!"

Yang Chan felt great heartache. She supported Li Dao and prepared to leave, but how could Yang Jian and the others allow the two of them to leave? That was impossible.

"Li Dao, Yang Chan, are you still not going to surrender? When are you going to do this?"

Yang Yu held his trident and blocked Yang Chan and Li Dao's way. His face was expressionless, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. Yang Jian never expected things to turn out like this, but he could not allow Li Dao to leave. He knew clearly that the Jade Emperor was not as simple as he looked, just like Old Lord Taishang, who did not reveal anything.

The Six Sages of the Plum Mountain brought several hundred Grass Head Gods with them as they followed behind Yang Jian, blocking Yang Chan and Li Dao's path.

Nezha remained silent. Although Li Dao had destroyed his Primordius Silk and severely injured his mind, he admired an expert like Li Dao from the bottom of his heart.

When Li Dao was ambushed, Nezha also felt that Li Dao was not worth it.

Actually, it wasn't really a conspiracy. If Old Lord Taishang had acted head on, Li Dao would have already fallen by now.

Yang Chan released Li Dao, and her gentle eyes were filled with determination as she said, "Second brother, I've never begged you before. This time, it can be considered as three sisters begging you, don't stop me!"

While speaking, Yang Chan's hair was blown by the wind, and her expression became incomparably serious. The dark green precious lotus lamp in her hands released a weak and grand light.

Yang Jian opened his mouth, but was unable to say anything. His heart was slightly shaken, and he also wanted to let Yang Chan and Li Dao leave. However, when he thought about the consequences of letting Yang Chan and Li Dao leave, his eyes became firm again.

"Yang Chan, I'll advise you one last time, surrender yourself and don't make any mistakes!"

"Second Brother, are you really going to stop me from having such a thousand years of friendship between us siblings?"

At this moment, Yang Chan's voice was still as clear as ever, but it lacked its gentleness and liveliness, and had an extra bit of decisiveness. It was as if a young girl had suddenly grown up.

Yang Jian remained silent and raised his triple-edged and two-edged blade, showing his attitude.

Behind him, the Sixth Sage of the Plum Mountain became anxious and spoke up in unison, "Third young miss, please let go of that crazed man. Second Lord and I will plead for mercy on your behalf."

Yang Chan didn't pay any attention to the Six Sages of Plum Mountain, and bitterly smiled, "Second Brother, you are the person closest to me, and Chan'er has always listened to you. However, Chan'er cannot listen to your words today. Lirou cannot die, and whoever wants to make a move against him will have to bypass me first, unless I, Yang Chan, die! "

The scene turned silent. The several hundred Grass Head Gods were all brothers that Yang Jian had personally groomed, not to mention the six Mei Shan brothers. The Li Qing father and son were also close friends with Yang Jian. Now that they saw Yang Chan's decisiveness, they were on the verge of opposing each other, so they all hesitated.

Li Dao's expression changed and he coughed twice. The crystal clear blood was mixed with pieces of his internal organs, making it exceptionally difficult for him. He gently said, "Chan'er, you don't have to worry about me. I still have the strength to fight!"

Yang Chan turned around, looked at Li Dao, and gently smiled, "Li Lang, now is not the time to be brave. When I hold them back later, you quickly leave. Remember, there was once a girl called Yang Chan who loved you! "

"Why are you all stunned? Go, capture Yang Chan and Li Dao! "

Yang Jian had an indifferent expression as he shouted.

Only by capturing Li Dao could Yang Chan be dealt with lightly. She only had this choice, and hoped that Third Sister could understand it! Yang Jian thought in her heart.

Yang Chan suddenly turned around and held up the precious lotus lamp with magical power as she chanted. The originally weak light of the precious lotus lamp suddenly became bright and resplendent.

Yang Chan did not turn around, but stared straight ahead at Yang Jian and the others. With a high-pitched voice, she shouted, "Li Lang, quickly leave, don't worry about me!"