Chapter 1558： Burial

When Emperor Huang saw this thunder sword, especially the purple lightning, a trace of fear flashed in his heart.

She had nowhere to dodge, but a head-on blow.

"Fenghuo Jiutian!"

A sharp phoenix roar rose into the sky, and the phoenix fire descended from the sky, colliding with the thundering sword.

Click!

The sound of thunder was loud, and the sound of flames crackled, covering all the sounds between heaven and earth.

A cloud of mushrooms rose from the ground, and the shock wave was centered on the two of them, spreading in all directions, the sky and the ground together.

In everyone's eyes, there is only the dazzling sword light, the electric light and the firelight, which complement each other, turning the night into day.

boom!

The mountains and forests were once destroyed, and the ground seemed to have been plowed once, setting off countless boulders, dust, devastated, and a mess.

In this forest, everyone was affected, even those who were far apart were not immune.

Zhao Wutong and the other masters panicked, quickly stabilized their bodies, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that the mountain peak was blown away.

A small platform was exposed on the top of the mountain, and the trees and rocks on it were all gone. It was bare and very desolate.

"This……"

Everyone forgot about the battle and stared at this scene with stunned eyes.

The air seemed to stand still, and time seemed to freeze.

They could hardly believe what they saw.

Zhao Wutong smacked his mouth and exclaimed: "What kind of strength is this, has it reached the realm of Emperor Wu?"

Yes, in Zhao Wutong's cognition, only Emperor Wu has the ability to destroy the world.

But that was Yu Mo, a mere mortal.

It's too unreasonable that a small character that they didn't care about before has such a powerful force.

You Feng and the others showed joy on their faces, and the disciples of all sects were full of awe, saying that those who opposed Yu Mo were stupid.

People have been strong to this level, who else is his opponent in this world.

The pavilion master was the closest to the two of them. At the last moment, he directly retreated to the foot of the cliff. At this moment, he came out and saw a messy scene, his heart seemed to be punched hard.

He was almost out of breath, his chest was stuffy, and after a while he said, "Yu Mo should be dead."

This was a glimmer of hope in his heart. He widened his eyes and searched for Yu Mo's figure in the messy scene.

suddenly!

His pupils shrank, and he saw a familiar figure.

Emperor Huang!

She stood upright on the spot, but her face was ashen, and her clothes were also torn several holes, and there were traces of smoke and fire, which was quite embarrassing.

But she is alive.

"Emperor Huang is not dead, then Yu Mo must be dead."

The pavilion master showed ecstasy in his eyes, thinking that his judgment was correct.

Emperor Huang stretched out his hand, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "This sword is really powerful."

This sword had already injured Emperor Huang, although it was not a serious injury, but it seemed to be a great insult to him.

The anger in her heart was burning, her eyes searched on the ground, and she didn't see Yu Mo's figure, so she was relieved and said, "But you are not my opponent after all, although you hurt me, my blow has already decided your fate. Destiny, it is your honor to die in my hands."

When the pavilion master heard the words, he was overjoyed. Emperor Huang judged that Yu Mo was dead, so naturally he was dead.

"Haha, Yu Mo, you are finally dead, and you have today. I told you to fight against me, and this is the end." The pavilion master suddenly burst into laughter.

Since the encounter between him and Yu Mo, he has been unlucky all the time. His subordinates were all killed and injured, and his career was in a mess. In the end, he surrendered to the city lord of Fengdu. Unexpectedly, the city lord of Fengdu also failed to kill Yu Mo.

He watched helplessly as he was getting worse and worse, while Yu Mo's career was booming and his cultivation level was rising.

His jealous eyes were about to pop out, and he often gritted his teeth in hatred in his sleep.

Yu Mo was like his nightmare, lingering and imprinting in his brain.

Now, Yu Mo is finally dead.

His nightmare was over, and he seemed to be reborn.

At this moment, a hint of fish maw white appeared on the horizon, and it was about to dawn.

The dawn of the sky seemed to be his dawn, and he felt that his life was finally going to be reversed.

You Feng and the others couldn't see the scene on the top of the mountain, and when they heard the maniacal laughter of the pavilion master, their hearts froze, and their expressions changed.

"What, Yu Mo is dead!"

"impossible!"

Some people believe it, some people doubt it. After all, he was terrified by the blow just now, and it is hard to imagine how difficult it is to survive this blow.

"That is Emperor Huang. It is indeed his honor to die in the hands of Emperor Huang." Zhao Wutong sighed.

"Sect Master must not die!"

You Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word.

He has a firm belief in Yu Mo. He has witnessed Yu Mo's rise step by step, so he won't believe that he died so easily.

The monster and Yu Mo fought side by side many times, and they didn't believe that he would die, and said, "Yes, the master will not die."

The disciples of all sects had little contact with Yu Mo, and they didn't have such a strong belief in him. After listening to their words, they couldn't help shaking their heads, obviously not believing their judgment.

"If you are stubborn, you all go to bury Yu Mo with you." The pavilion owner roared angrily, with high spirits. The pavilion owner was condescending, standing on the edge of the cliff, overlooking You Feng and the monsters.

"A funeral? Haha, this is more suitable for you." A chuckle came from under the cliff.

The pavilion master's hair stood up suddenly, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling cover.

The voice was all too familiar.

He never forgets his dreams.

"Yu Mo!"

He screamed in shock and turned around abruptly, only to see Yu Mo fluttering up from the cliff, the blood-blade sword in his hand glowing with cold light.

The pavilion master knew that something was wrong, and subconsciously stepped back, trying to distance himself from Yu Mo.

Because, he felt a strong murderous intention, and he felt that his life was hanging by a thread.

Yu Mo flicked his finger, and a body-fixing spell hit the pavilion master. The pavilion's cultivation base was not in a hurry. Therefore, when he was caught off guard and hit the body-fixing spell, he couldn't move immediately.

Yu Mo is like a ray of breeze in the mountain forest, coming in the blink of an eye and flying to the pavilion master.

The pavilion owner found that he couldn't move, his heart was broken, and he shouted: "Emperor Huang, save me!"

Emperor Huang also saw Yu Mo and was stunned for a moment, which meant that she made a mistake and Yu Mo was not dead.

Hearing the pavilion master's cry, Emperor Huang came back to his senses, and also realized that the pavilion master's fate was imminent, and she subconsciously wanted to save people.

But Yu Mo was ready to attack, with a fatal blow, faster than Emperor Huang. At the moment when Emperor Huang set off, the blood blade sword accurately pierced his heart.

puff!

The blood blade penetrated the pavilion master's heart and penetrated from the back.

The pavilion master trembled, looked down at the blood blade sword in his chest, his lips trembled, and he screamed: "No—"