"Am I going to die here?"
"boom!"
Just when Zhou Yi was almost in despair, a loud noise came like thunder in the sky!
"The purple dragon energy that dominates the world!"
A loud voice suddenly rang out from the sky, and a huge light produced by the explosion of true energy suddenly penetrated the thick night sky. A figure holding a sword in the air floated in the clouds, like a god descending to the earth!
The True Dragon Sky Sword cut through the night sky, and the person who came was unexpectedly—Emperor Bing of Zhao!
He was looking for the Great Demon God's powerful move to attack, but before he could generate any more strength, Emperor Zhao Bing, who arrived at the right time, finally found an opportunity. As soon as he attacked, he used the most powerful move in the Emperor's Sword Technique.
The sound shook the whole area and the sky and earth changed color!
A stream of purple air rose up into the sky, and the wind blew violently, and the clouds boiled! In an instant, it turned into a giant purple dragon that surrounded Emperor Zhao Bing.
Suddenly, a purple light flashed, and a huge purple dragon instantly gathered the boundless power of heaven and earth, and in an instant, it slammed into the big demon on the ground with overwhelming force.
“Damn it!”
The Great Demon God cursed loudly. Zhao Dibing's martial arts was far inferior to that of the Great Demon God, but the power of the Emperor's Sword Technique combined with the True Dragon Sky Sword was more than doubled. Even someone as strong as the Great Demon God had to withdraw his hand hastily when faced with such a powerful move. The boundless wind surrounding his body immediately turned into flashes of lightning, and he swung his hand and punched upwards.
"Overlord Thunder!"
Boom boom... .
The terrifying shock wave spread far and wide, and the "Purple Dragon Qi that Dominates the World" that Zhao Dibing had been preparing to release was inevitably dispersed by the Great Demon God's thunder fist. After one blow, the sky and the earth trembled, and the earth collapsed.
The thick smoke and dust slowly dissipated. The Great Demon was about to gather his strength again to kill Zhao Dibing with one punch, but suddenly he looked up and saw that the eastern sky had turned white. In the blink of an eye, it was almost dawn.
“Damn it! I was careless!” The Great Demon God snorted in anger. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes, then glared fiercely in the direction of Zhou Yi and sighed: “I didn’t kill him today. I hope I didn’t let the tiger go back to the mountain!”
After saying this, the Great Demon suddenly turned around, and in a moment, that huge figure quickly disappeared into the boundless night.
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I don't know how long it took before the dust and smoke slowly dissipated, and the rising sun slowly jumped out of the sea, casting warm rays of light on the devastated and ravaged imperial palace.
Zhou Yi and Zhao Dibing ran around on the ruins, shouting Tang Shangxin's name loudly. With every passing minute, Zhou Yi's heart sank more and more. The fear like the sky falling and the earth collapsing slowly emerged in Zhou Yi's heart.
"... Qianbei... Brother..."
A weak voice suddenly sounded from the ruins. Zhao Dibing, who was one step closer, rushed over immediately. With the help of the True Dragon Sky Sword, he quickly lifted up several large rocks pressing on top, and the scene under the boulders slowly appeared.
Tang Shangxin, Lian Jingshen and Xue Qingcheng had already fainted. Only Ren Ya was still in a dying state, trying hard to control the shattered Heavenly Demon Field to protect the three of them.
"Brother Bing, you...are here too!"
"Ren Ya?" Emperor Bing of Zhao cried out in surprise, and quickly reached out to support Ren Ya who was about to fall to the ground.
Zhou Yi, who came from behind, jumped down and hugged Tang Shangxin in his arms, continuously sending Jiuxiao True Qi into Tang Shangxin's body. His face was full of stubbornness, as if he would not stop until Tang Shangxin was awakened.
Seeing this, Ren Ya's face became more and more depressed. After a while, Emperor Zhao Bing reached out and held Zhou Yi, saying, "Don't worry, you are still alive. As long as you take good care of yourself in the future, you will be fine. You don't have to drink a thousand cups."
"Yes!" Ren Ya restrained her expression, and a smile suddenly appeared on her pale face. She said, "My Shenwu clan has a palace far outside the city. There are many elixirs in it. I believe it will save my sad sister."
Hearing this, Zhou Yi slowly raised his head, stared at the faces of Emperor Bing of Zhao and Ren Ya, and nodded with a gloomy expression.
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Above the vast ocean, a warship with simple decoration and extraordinary bearing was quietly leaning against the Edo port. A huge flag was fluttering in the wind, with four large characters "Xuanhua" inscribed on it. The strokes were powerful, and it was obvious that the inner strength of the person who wrote it should not be underestimated.
The Xuanhua ship is a century-old shop in Edo, Japan. Its business involves many aspects. It is also the base camp of the second-in-command of the Hidden Sword School, Yagyu Muneaki, to conceal his mysterious identity in the secular world.
At this time, inside Xuanhua.
"What? All dead?" Yagyu Muneaki jumped up from his seat, staring at the spy in front of him with wide eyes, and asked carefully: "Where is that little girl emperor? Is she dead too?"
"I'm not sure yet, but I know that the Imperial Palace has become a ruin, with corpses everywhere. It's like hell."
“Absurd!” Yu Shoucang, the fifth leader of the Hidden Sword School, snorted coldly and said, “This time, the Imperial Palace is not only filled with hundreds of Japanese masters selected by various parties, but also with dozens of superb masters such as Shenwu Tanlang, Miyamoto Xueji, Lian Jingshen, Yamamoto Zang, etc. How could they be killed overnight? Unless it is a god or a demon descending to the world, I absolutely do not believe it!”
Gods and demons descend to the world
Hearing the words read out by the guard Cang, Yagyu Muneaki, who was sitting on the first seat, suddenly froze. He looked deeply at the fourth master Tianshui Shengji beside him, and then slowly said: "For this matter, it is more important to find out the whereabouts of the little emperor. If he is alive, we must find him in person, or dead, we must find his body! Okay, let's stop here today, you all go down first! Shengji, follow me."
After saying that, Yagyu Muneiro stood up quickly, brushed his sleeves and walked quickly towards the inner hall. This action made the other heads in the hall very confused. Such a shocking thing happened today, and the meeting ended hastily before a few words were said. It was really not like the style of the second head. However, due to Yagyu Muneiro's extraordinary power, everyone still stood up slowly and slowly left Xuanhua.
After most people had left, Tianshui Shengji slowly revealed an extremely solemn expression and walked quickly into the inner hall.
I saw Yagyu Muneaki standing quietly in front of a huge scroll that was more than two people tall. Above the scroll, I saw that the night was deep and the sky was covered with dark clouds. The peerless demon god who came on the blood cloud had piles of bones behind him. The boundless murderous aura that could not be concealed came directly from the scroll.
After watching for a while, Yagyu Muneaki's face became paler and paler, beads of sweat the size of beans began to seep out, and the expression on his face was actually - fear
“It’s him… It’s him… That’s right, it’s him… He’s back…”
Having traveled all over Japan, those who obey the will prosper and those who go against the will perish, how could Yagyu Muneaki, the head of the Hidden Sword School who looked down on the world, be afraid
Then what kind of incredible demon god on earth could be the one that could make him afraid? (To be continued)