Chapter 1236
Emperor Sheng??
All the men who come out of the alliance are not stunned.
Obviously, these people who have been cleaning up the alliance do not know that the man who has been following Fu liuxuan is actually an emperor saint!!
"Emperor Sheng? I'm not dreaming, am I?? This gentleman is the emperor saint
"Oh, my God, that's a legendary character!"
"It's incredible to see the emperor and Saint today!"
People were shocked to say, the eyes fell on the black man's body, for a long time can not be moved.
"Ink... Ink flow..." Fu Liujiu covered his broken arm and cried hoarsely to the people coming.
"Fu Liujiu! Although you are nicknamed the sword God, your sword skills are not uncommon. The so-called Guanglan area is just a small pond! You can dominate here, but you are only a second rate swordsman when you are out of here The man in black who called ink stream shook his head and said.
Fu Liujiu did not speak.
After the night, I saw my hands flowing.
"Go to the back and rest, this man... I'll deal with it!"
"Mo Liu, be careful... The sword in this man's hand is very strange!" Fu liuxuan was busy.
"Weird? Any eccentricity, in the face of absolute power, is just a joke Ink flow cold hum, suddenly double pupil open, palm forward a wave.
Whoa!
A strange force is flowing towards the white night like a rushing water.
The white night immediately draws out the sword to cut horizontally.
That strength was not equal to the sharp edge of the abandoned sword, and was immediately torn open.
But at the moment when this force was torn apart, the man called ink stream did not know when he appeared in front of the white night.
How fast!
White night's face changed greatly, and he immediately raised his left hand and went forward.
Dong!!!
The other party's fist did not know when to hit, just hit the arm of the white night.
In an instant, the body suddenly retreated in the white night, and almost fell to the ground. Looking at that arm, it was already shaking wildly, and there was a force attached to the hit place for a long time.
This is the power of the emperor, this breath is extremely difficult to dissolve, it is actually full of nearly ten thousand kinds of power... As expected, it is powerful and terrible!
The white night frowned.
Mo Liu gazed at the white night, and his mouth made a sound of light Yi: "you great saint, it's interesting. The strength of this body is... At least the king's body level, this is the emperor's body! How can a great saint cultivate to this degree? fierce! As time goes by, your achievements may not be above me. It's a pity that Fu Liujiu was defeated by you. It's a pity that you met me today! Today, you are destined to end here! "
The sound falls and the ink stream moves again.
It is still like a blink. As soon as the man disappears, he appears in the void beside the white night.
Too fast!!
No one's eyes can keep up with his speed!
Whoosh!
One hand pinched hard at the neck of the white night, and the surging power of the emperor and the saint was like countless big hands, pushing back all the holy power just overflowing from the body of the white night!
Holy emperor!
Holy of kings!
In front of the emperor, all saints are just creeping ants! Can only submit to their feet.
The gap is too big!
At night, his eyes are cold and his feet are pounding on the ground. At the moment when the other party's palm is about to pinch his neck, his lips quickly read and move.
"Move!"
Whoosh!
His body was immediately put aside, and avoided the suppression of ink flow.
"Well?" Ink flow is quite surprised, looking at the white night: "is this the power of truth? I didn't expect you to have the power of truth? "
White night from the ground to get up, eyes shaking, fast thinking of countermeasures.
However, ink flow will not give him too much time: "the power of truth? Will I, too, look at my strength? "
Voice down, ink stream raised his hand, pointing to the white night: "town
Dong!!!!
The white night that just got up is subjected to a kind of invisible pressure, people almost can't stand up.
"Strike!" Drink the ink stream.
Bang!!!!
White night chest suffered a heavy blow, people fly out in an instant, mouth corners have blood.
"Through the heart Ink flow is a word, this is the word of death.
But in the moment he said this, the white night also called out: "move
Pooh!!
The moment the sound falls, the chest of the white night is pierced instantly.
It's just that when people land, they're all right.
Ink flow Leng next, look carefully, this just understand. It turns out that at the critical moment, the white night used the power of truth to move his heart away, thus avoiding the fatal blow...
"interesting! Very interestingInk flow laughs, a look of expectation: "let me see what other means you the great saint has!"
"My means, you may not think of it!"
White night voice cold, eyes suddenly blood red, people rushed to the past.
The fierce sword spirit burst out again, and the terrible sword spirit swept the four sides.
"Good momentum! Good eyes, but it's a pity that you're just a saint. You're fighting with me head-on. That's looking for death! " Ink stream shakes his head.
"Really?" Drink in the daytime.
"Well?" Ink flow eyebrows wrinkled, is about to make a sound, suddenly swept over by the side of an surging force.
It's Gao Yan!!
"Get out of here!" Gao Yan roars, his fists shake together, and the void suddenly swings. The earth shaking power directly tears away the holy power of Mo Liu's body protection.
"Banbu Di Sheng can really dominate here, but in front of me, you are just a child!"
Ink flow disdain and drink, palm raised, backhand toward high rock shock.
Bang!!
Gao Yan's fists were hit and the man immediately flew out.
But as soon as Gao Yan landed, the white night had arrived.
He pulled out the dead dragon, holding two swords, near the ink stream, the sword light was like the fangs of the abyss devil.
Ink flow finger slightly flick.
Bang!
A circle of wonderful and transparent breath was born, and then quickly covered him, like a layer of gauze, and later generations directly after the negative, indifferent to the attack of the white night.
This is to ignore the attack of the white night!
Obviously, the hardness of the force that covered him could not be broken by a man of his level at night.
This is the proof of Mo Liu's self-confidence in his body!
No one thinks that white night can break the body of ink flow.
That's the real emperor! It's not that the half step emperor saint can compare with the half step emperor saint. The half step emperor saint is just a glimpse of the threshold of the emperor's holiness, which can sweep the Guanglan area. How can the real emperor Saint be respected by ordinary sages??
But...
just at the moment when ink stream ignored the white night.
I saw the white night raised two swords, suddenly a wave, two swords actually fierce impact together.
Sonorous!
A strange sound of sword sounds, followed by a layer of indifferent light rippling on the dark abandoned God sword.
The lights are blooming.
Sword in the sky!
The power that makes gods and ghosts tremble suddenly rises!!
The pupil of ink flow shrinks.
See white night backhand a sword, fierce toward his forehead to chop over.
In an instant, the void broke, heaven and earth were destroyed, and reincarnation was out of control.
"This power... Is not good
Ink flow startled, immediately drive body side flash.
But... He was a little slow.
Sword light!
The shadow of the sword seems to have escaped into the void, making it impossible to defend!
Whew!!
The sound of bone and flesh being cut.
Then the blood light soared into the sky, an arm flew up, threw a radian in the air, and then fell heavily on the ground.
That's... Ink stream's arm!
There was silence all around.
All of them hold their breath and stare at this horrible scene...
"it's impossible!" Fu Liujing said.
"He... He actually cut off the emperor's arm..." the great Confucian master felt his brain shaking.
"False? I must be dreaming
"How can he be so destructive?"
"It must be a cover up! It must be magic
"How can he cut off the emperor's arm?"?? Is he better than the emperor? impossible! It's absolutely impossible
People scream with fear and consternation. They don't believe what they see.
At the moment, even Gao Yan is a little surprised.
After all, even if it was him, it was impossible to cut the emperor's arm.
But white night did.
Ink flow is silent.
He looked at his broken right arm and snorted, then...
chi!!
A bloody arm burst out of the broken arm, and then the bloody arm quickly wriggled, healed and peeled. After only ten breaths, a complete arm was regenerated.
This is the divine art of rebirth!
The eyes are frozen in the white night.
"It's amazing to me!"
Mo Liu nodded and said, "Fu Liujiu is right. Your sword is really extraordinary. I was careless before, but now I won't! You have no chance! "
Voice down, ink flow suddenly low drink: "general trend, town!"
White night's face changed greatly, immediately raised his hand and waved to the air: "general trend, open up!"Dong!!!!!!
The two collided in an instant.
However...
even though the general situation is strong in the daytime, it is still one step worse than that of the emperor saint. His general situation is constantly shaking in the air and pressing down a little bit.
Gao Yan sees a bad situation and rushes towards the ink stream immediately.
Just look at the ink flow again, wave toward the high rock, and the magic power rises with it.
"Moving mountains!"
Whoosh!
The rush to Gao Yan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the man suddenly appeared thousands of miles away.
How to move mountains? To force people to move thousands of miles away??
Gao Yan was shocked and rushed to the white night.
But ten thousand miles of land, the time needed to gallop to this place is enough ink flow to wipe out the white night.
It's too late!
Gao Yan looks ugly.
Ink flow look serious a few minutes, again magic, for the white night light drink: "grab sword!"
At that moment, the sword was immediately dropped to his wrist.
Mo Liu grabs the broken hand of the white night, and clasps the abandoned God sword with his backhand. The man looks at the dark body of the sword, and his eyes continue to explode.
"It's really a good sword!! Ha ha ha... "Mo Liu laughs.
In the white night, people buckled the dragon sword and retreated again and again.
I saw ink stream carrying the sword to this side.
"Without this sword, what else can you take against me?? Now... Let me cut you with your sword
.
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All the men who come out of the alliance are not stunned.
Obviously, these people who have been cleaning up the alliance do not know that the man who has been following Fu liuxuan is actually an emperor saint!!
"Emperor Sheng? I'm not dreaming, am I?? This gentleman is the emperor saint
"Oh, my God, that's a legendary character!"
"It's incredible to see the emperor and Saint today!"
People were shocked to say, the eyes fell on the black man's body, for a long time can not be moved.
"Ink... Ink flow..." Fu Liujiu covered his broken arm and cried hoarsely to the people coming.
"Fu Liujiu! Although you are nicknamed the sword God, your sword skills are not uncommon. The so-called Guanglan area is just a small pond! You can dominate here, but you are only a second rate swordsman when you are out of here The man in black who called ink stream shook his head and said.
Fu Liujiu did not speak.
After the night, I saw my hands flowing.
"Go to the back and rest, this man... I'll deal with it!"
"Mo Liu, be careful... The sword in this man's hand is very strange!" Fu liuxuan was busy.
"Weird? Any eccentricity, in the face of absolute power, is just a joke Ink flow cold hum, suddenly double pupil open, palm forward a wave.
Whoa!
A strange force is flowing towards the white night like a rushing water.
The white night immediately draws out the sword to cut horizontally.
That strength was not equal to the sharp edge of the abandoned sword, and was immediately torn open.
But at the moment when this force was torn apart, the man called ink stream did not know when he appeared in front of the white night.
How fast!
White night's face changed greatly, and he immediately raised his left hand and went forward.
Dong!!!
The other party's fist did not know when to hit, just hit the arm of the white night.
In an instant, the body suddenly retreated in the white night, and almost fell to the ground. Looking at that arm, it was already shaking wildly, and there was a force attached to the hit place for a long time.
This is the power of the emperor, this breath is extremely difficult to dissolve, it is actually full of nearly ten thousand kinds of power... As expected, it is powerful and terrible!
The white night frowned.
Mo Liu gazed at the white night, and his mouth made a sound of light Yi: "you great saint, it's interesting. The strength of this body is... At least the king's body level, this is the emperor's body! How can a great saint cultivate to this degree? fierce! As time goes by, your achievements may not be above me. It's a pity that Fu Liujiu was defeated by you. It's a pity that you met me today! Today, you are destined to end here! "
The sound falls and the ink stream moves again.
It is still like a blink. As soon as the man disappears, he appears in the void beside the white night.
Too fast!!
No one's eyes can keep up with his speed!
Whoosh!
One hand pinched hard at the neck of the white night, and the surging power of the emperor and the saint was like countless big hands, pushing back all the holy power just overflowing from the body of the white night!
Holy emperor!
Holy of kings!
In front of the emperor, all saints are just creeping ants! Can only submit to their feet.
The gap is too big!
At night, his eyes are cold and his feet are pounding on the ground. At the moment when the other party's palm is about to pinch his neck, his lips quickly read and move.
"Move!"
Whoosh!
His body was immediately put aside, and avoided the suppression of ink flow.
"Well?" Ink flow is quite surprised, looking at the white night: "is this the power of truth? I didn't expect you to have the power of truth? "
White night from the ground to get up, eyes shaking, fast thinking of countermeasures.
However, ink flow will not give him too much time: "the power of truth? Will I, too, look at my strength? "
Voice down, ink stream raised his hand, pointing to the white night: "town
Dong!!!!
The white night that just got up is subjected to a kind of invisible pressure, people almost can't stand up.
"Strike!" Drink the ink stream.
Bang!!!!
White night chest suffered a heavy blow, people fly out in an instant, mouth corners have blood.
"Through the heart Ink flow is a word, this is the word of death.
But in the moment he said this, the white night also called out: "move
Pooh!!
The moment the sound falls, the chest of the white night is pierced instantly.
It's just that when people land, they're all right.
Ink flow Leng next, look carefully, this just understand. It turns out that at the critical moment, the white night used the power of truth to move his heart away, thus avoiding the fatal blow...
"interesting! Very interestingInk flow laughs, a look of expectation: "let me see what other means you the great saint has!"
"My means, you may not think of it!"
White night voice cold, eyes suddenly blood red, people rushed to the past.
The fierce sword spirit burst out again, and the terrible sword spirit swept the four sides.
"Good momentum! Good eyes, but it's a pity that you're just a saint. You're fighting with me head-on. That's looking for death! " Ink stream shakes his head.
"Really?" Drink in the daytime.
"Well?" Ink flow eyebrows wrinkled, is about to make a sound, suddenly swept over by the side of an surging force.
It's Gao Yan!!
"Get out of here!" Gao Yan roars, his fists shake together, and the void suddenly swings. The earth shaking power directly tears away the holy power of Mo Liu's body protection.
"Banbu Di Sheng can really dominate here, but in front of me, you are just a child!"
Ink flow disdain and drink, palm raised, backhand toward high rock shock.
Bang!!
Gao Yan's fists were hit and the man immediately flew out.
But as soon as Gao Yan landed, the white night had arrived.
He pulled out the dead dragon, holding two swords, near the ink stream, the sword light was like the fangs of the abyss devil.
Ink flow finger slightly flick.
Bang!
A circle of wonderful and transparent breath was born, and then quickly covered him, like a layer of gauze, and later generations directly after the negative, indifferent to the attack of the white night.
This is to ignore the attack of the white night!
Obviously, the hardness of the force that covered him could not be broken by a man of his level at night.
This is the proof of Mo Liu's self-confidence in his body!
No one thinks that white night can break the body of ink flow.
That's the real emperor! It's not that the half step emperor saint can compare with the half step emperor saint. The half step emperor saint is just a glimpse of the threshold of the emperor's holiness, which can sweep the Guanglan area. How can the real emperor Saint be respected by ordinary sages??
But...
just at the moment when ink stream ignored the white night.
I saw the white night raised two swords, suddenly a wave, two swords actually fierce impact together.
Sonorous!
A strange sound of sword sounds, followed by a layer of indifferent light rippling on the dark abandoned God sword.
The lights are blooming.
Sword in the sky!
The power that makes gods and ghosts tremble suddenly rises!!
The pupil of ink flow shrinks.
See white night backhand a sword, fierce toward his forehead to chop over.
In an instant, the void broke, heaven and earth were destroyed, and reincarnation was out of control.
"This power... Is not good
Ink flow startled, immediately drive body side flash.
But... He was a little slow.
Sword light!
The shadow of the sword seems to have escaped into the void, making it impossible to defend!
Whew!!
The sound of bone and flesh being cut.
Then the blood light soared into the sky, an arm flew up, threw a radian in the air, and then fell heavily on the ground.
That's... Ink stream's arm!
There was silence all around.
All of them hold their breath and stare at this horrible scene...
"it's impossible!" Fu Liujing said.
"He... He actually cut off the emperor's arm..." the great Confucian master felt his brain shaking.
"False? I must be dreaming
"How can he be so destructive?"
"It must be a cover up! It must be magic
"How can he cut off the emperor's arm?"?? Is he better than the emperor? impossible! It's absolutely impossible
People scream with fear and consternation. They don't believe what they see.
At the moment, even Gao Yan is a little surprised.
After all, even if it was him, it was impossible to cut the emperor's arm.
But white night did.
Ink flow is silent.
He looked at his broken right arm and snorted, then...
chi!!
A bloody arm burst out of the broken arm, and then the bloody arm quickly wriggled, healed and peeled. After only ten breaths, a complete arm was regenerated.
This is the divine art of rebirth!
The eyes are frozen in the white night.
"It's amazing to me!"
Mo Liu nodded and said, "Fu Liujiu is right. Your sword is really extraordinary. I was careless before, but now I won't! You have no chance! "
Voice down, ink flow suddenly low drink: "general trend, town!"
White night's face changed greatly, immediately raised his hand and waved to the air: "general trend, open up!"Dong!!!!!!
The two collided in an instant.
However...
even though the general situation is strong in the daytime, it is still one step worse than that of the emperor saint. His general situation is constantly shaking in the air and pressing down a little bit.
Gao Yan sees a bad situation and rushes towards the ink stream immediately.
Just look at the ink flow again, wave toward the high rock, and the magic power rises with it.
"Moving mountains!"
Whoosh!
The rush to Gao Yan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the man suddenly appeared thousands of miles away.
How to move mountains? To force people to move thousands of miles away??
Gao Yan was shocked and rushed to the white night.
But ten thousand miles of land, the time needed to gallop to this place is enough ink flow to wipe out the white night.
It's too late!
Gao Yan looks ugly.
Ink flow look serious a few minutes, again magic, for the white night light drink: "grab sword!"
At that moment, the sword was immediately dropped to his wrist.
Mo Liu grabs the broken hand of the white night, and clasps the abandoned God sword with his backhand. The man looks at the dark body of the sword, and his eyes continue to explode.
"It's really a good sword!! Ha ha ha... "Mo Liu laughs.
In the white night, people buckled the dragon sword and retreated again and again.
I saw ink stream carrying the sword to this side.
"Without this sword, what else can you take against me?? Now... Let me cut you with your sword
.
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