"Moye Sword? Why did it fall into your hands? It belongs to Deng Lingzi!" Lu Yang's voice was filled with a chill.
Regarding the whereabouts of the ancient Moye Sword, no one told Lu Yang, and Lu Yang didn't take it seriously. After all, Deng Lingzi died that year, and it was normal for the Moye Sword to be wandering outside.
However, if Moye Sword falls into the hands of anyone, it cannot fall into the hands of Master Xiang.
If you don't have any worries in front of you, you are just your husband.
At that time, although there were various conspiracies that led to Deng Lingzi's death, in the final analysis, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. If he had married Deng Lingzi earlier, how could there have been so many things
And that hurdle was laid by Master Xiang. But why did Moye Sword end up in his hands
"Back then, he was hiding in Changping. He could have saved Deng Lingzi, but he chose to watch Deng Lingzi die, and then took the Mo Xie Sword from his body!" A narrator explained.
To put it bluntly, this is no longer a secret.
"Ha, hahahaha, Mr. Xiang, you are really despicable!" Lu Yang said in a ferocious voice.
"Humph, you ignorant boy, are you worthy of judging me?" In the screen, Ying Wuyou said coldly.
As he spoke, Ying Wu worry had been expanded to the extreme by the power of a country, and the Moye sword in his hand suddenly trembled.
"Buzz!"
A huge force was introduced into Moye Sword.
Bai Qi reached out and took out the long knife, and guarded it at Lu Yang's side. Because Wang Xiong had already raised the Zhan Lu Sword and took action, Bai Qi did not intervene.
"Cut!" Ying Wuyou yelled.
"boom!"
The holy sword carries the power of a country. It is the sword of the princes. Back then, even Wang Jian was seriously injured by a sword slashing into the starry sky. Now, a vast sword passed through the eight gates of life and death, across space, and struck at Wang Xiong with a sword.
"I am the only one in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe!" Wang Xiong shouted.
Wang Xiong wielded the first form of the Emperor's Sword. However, there is still a rolling sea of dao behind Wang Xiong.
Confucianism's awe-inspiring righteousness, Taoism's moral blackness, one black and one white, gathered huge power and slashed out with Wang Xiong's sword.
Within the body, the True Dragon Picture of Dominating the World also surged with power, and Yu Wangxiong slashed out with the same sword.
Zhanlu Sword, the most holy sword in the world, naturally shines with dazzling light under the huge addition of power, and its power reaches its peak.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Under the huge collision, the sword energy suddenly tore through the surrounding void, and the planet under Wang Xiong's feet burst open. The swords of the two men shattered.
"Emperor of Eastern Qin!" Bai Qi exclaimed as he defended Lu Yang.
"Bang!"
Wang Xiong took three steps back before stopping.
"puff!"
Wang Xiong spat out a mouthful of blood. The surrounding black holes slowly disappeared.
And Ying Moyou, who was in Guangming City, suddenly took four steps back before he stabilized his figure. The palace hall behind him collapsed instantly. The entire Guangming City was shaken, and countless buildings collapsed.
"puff!"
Ying Mo was not worried and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
But the scene in front of the two people suddenly cut off.
"Your Majesty!" Countless officials stumbled out of the ruins.
"It's over, the Guangming Palace is destroyed!"
"Guangming City also suffered heavy losses!"
"This is an ominous sign!"
"Your Majesty, how are you, Your Majesty?" A group of officials suddenly rushed over.
"I, I'm fine!" A look of horror flashed through Ying Wufan's eyes.
Fortunately, Wang Xiong was tricked into the sky, and Wang Xiong could only use the first move of the Emperor's Sword.
You must know that through the Eight Gate Formation of Life and Death, you can only attack Wang Xiong by yourself. Wang Xiong cannot hurt himself across space at all. The only way to hurt himself is to use the counter-shock force of the collision.
He mobilized the power of a country and even used the Holy Sword, whose power could reach the eighteenth level of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Eighteen layers! My strength has reached the 18th level!
Then Wang Xiong could actually vomit blood in response to the shock? How can this be
"It's the True Dragon Picture of Dominating the World. It can not only gather the energy of the true dragon, but also have the huge power to challenge levels!" The man in white robes on the side said bewilderedly.
"The picture of the true dragon that dominates the world?" Ying Mo's eyes widened in annoyance.
"Do you still want it now?" the man in white robe asked.
"Yes, why not? According to my calculations, the ancient food tribe's army will come again. Only a stronger force can resist the ancient food tribe and defeat the ancient food tribe. I must get the true dragon's great resentment. With this Why is it that Wang Xiong has the power to fight against the Ancient Food Clan, why not me? Moreover, only with stronger power can we have hope of survival!" Ying Moyou said ferociously.
"But just now...!" The man in white robe provoked.
"Humph, I was injured in the shock. Then Wang Xiong must have been injured more seriously. My power just now was at the 18th level. 18th level. What does Wang Xiong mean to me? Two years ago, he was hit by the 18th level. Sheng Jiutian was so pressed that he almost died, and that was because Ye He Fengtian, Sakyamuni Buddha, Su Dingfang, Gou Jian, and Zhuan Zhu worked together to help. Wang Xiong must be seriously injured now!" Ying Wufan said with a ferocious face.
"Really?" the man in white robe asked.
"Hmph, the picture of the true dragon that dominates the world? Not only do I want this picture, I also want to take advantage of Wang Xiong's serious injury to kill him and take away his true dragon spirit!" Ying Mo said in a ferocious voice.
Saying that, Ying Mo worries and rushes towards the white mist valley in the north of the city.
The man in white robe watched Ying Wuwen fly away and took a deep breath: "Oh, how effective was it in dealing with Wang Xiong this time? Besides Ying Wuyou, there are others who secretly want to kill Wang Xiong and take away his True Dragon's Great Resentment ?Hmph!”
With a cold snort, the man in white robe disappeared from the spot.
Soon, Ying Mo rushed to the White Mist Valley without any worries.
Outside the White Mist Valley, a group of green-clothed guards fell to the ground in a mess, as if they had just been attacked, and they all fainted.
Ying Mo frowned slightly, someone went in early
"Humph, I have the blessing word order, no one can stop me!"
Ying Mofan snorted coldly, stepped into the white mist, and wanted to travel to the sky where Wang Xiong was, and give Wang Xiong a fatal blow while he was weak.
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Beyond the sky, on the planet.
After a confrontation with Ying Moyou, Wang Xiong crushed the planet, took three steps back, and vomited blood before he could stabilize his body.
"Your Majesty!" Lu Yang shouted anxiously.
Wang Xiong was about to speak.
"No, there's an ambush!" Bai Qi's face darkened.
"Roar!"
But he saw that on the back of the planet, a large group of hundred-foot-long trolls suddenly emerged.
"Ancient Food Clan?" Bai Qi's expression changed.
"The Ancient Food Tribe has been ambushing this planet? Ying Mo has trouble colluding with the Ancient Food Tribe, looking for death! This time, Ying Sihai can't save you!" Wang Xiong's face turned cold.
Holding the Zhanlu Sword in his hand, Wang Xiong immediately slashed at an ancient food tribe that was rushing toward him.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the ancient food tribe was immediately hit and took a step back. Wang Xiong also stepped back due to the serious injury from the previous impact.
"Seventeenth level?" Wang Xiong's face darkened.
The seventeenth-level ancient food tribe is extraordinary. You must know that all the seventeenth-level ancient food tribes have been killed by Ying Sihai. The ancient food tribe resurrected behind the Sword Spirit Gate can only be at the sixteenth level at most.
Most of this large group of ancient food tribes are at the sixteenth level, but how many of them are at the seventeenth level
"boom!"
He picked up a scabbard and instantly killed an ancient food tribe.
Just when Bai Qi was about to pull out his long sword and kill everyone.
"Bai Qi, be careful of Lu Yang!" Wang Xiong shouted.
Bai Qi's expression changed, and he immediately gave up on all the opponents in front of him and rushed straight towards Lu Yang.
However, he saw that the eight gates in mid-air suddenly surged towards the crowd. Lu Yang was the first to bear the brunt and was sucked in by a moving gate of life and death.
"Master!" Bai Qi exclaimed.
Immediately, Bai Qi chased after him.
On the other side, Wang Xiong was also instantly sucked into a door of life and death.
However, Wang Xiong did not panic. Even if he was teleported to another place, he could find the location coordinates of Pangu World, and Lu Yang also had a copy of the coordinates given by him. Bai Qi would definitely be fine if he followed him.
"call!"
The three of them disappeared on the shattered planet.
And nearly a thousand ancient food tribes roared and rushed towards the two gates of life and death in an instant.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, everyone disappeared. Leaving behind an empty planet.
"call!"
Step into this place without any worries.
"Where are the people?" Ying Wufan asked angrily.
At this moment, the surroundings were empty, with only ruins.
Ying didn't bother to search for it, but he couldn't find anything, only the eight gates of life and death, swaying.
"Did they escape into the Gate of Life and Death? Humph, it seems Wang Xiong was really seriously injured!" Ying Mofan said in surprise.
How could he escape if he wasn't seriously injured
The more you see this, the more likely you are to win without worrying.
"Which door? Let's try our luck. I have the blessing word order, and I will definitely find it with a one-eighth chance. "The True Dragon Picture of King of the World", whichever one has the true dragon picture!" Ying Mo took out a wooden stick and threw it away casually.
Suddenly, the wooden stick pointed at the door where Lu Yang and Bai Qi left.
"This is it, haha, let's see where you run away!" Ying Wu worriedly sneered.
Grabbing Moye Sword, Yingmo worries and rushes straight in.
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Wang Xiong was teleported to another larger planet.
"boom!"
When Wang Xiong landed, five hundred ancient food tribes rushed towards Wang Xiong.
"The man in white robe is the lackey of the ancient food clan?" Wang Xiong's face darkened.
"Roar!"
Five hundred ancient food tribes rushed towards Wang Xiong with all their strength.
Wang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grabbed the Zhanlu Sword, and slashed it away.
"boom!"
A sword slashed at the ancient food clan, and immediately the ancient food clan flew out upside down. It was a sixteenth-level ancient food clan.
Wang Xiong's injuries were not serious. The main reason was that he lost his strength at this moment and used the first form of the Sword of the Emperor. He was the only one in the Eight Desolations and Liuhe! So much so that I'm a little weak now.
However, this weakness is temporary. There is a large amount of ancient food clan energy sealed in Wang Xiong's body, which is constantly repairing Wang Xiong's emptiness.
There are another five hundred ancient food tribes in front of you. As long as you persist for a while, you will be back to your original state.
"Boom!"
Wang Xiong fights against five hundred ancient food tribes.
And on a high mountain on this planet, there was a figure in black robe standing, staring at the battlefield in the distance. But it was Ying Sihai's third son, and Ying was not happy.
Taking a deep breath, Ying Bu happily said in a deep voice: "Wang Xiong, I'm sorry, I also want to get a complete copy of the True Dragon's Great Grudge. The Nine Lords of Great Qin were originally prepared to eliminate each other, and the Nine Dragons killed each other. Become a real dragon! This is Ying Sihai’s ultimate goal of raising a dragon!
I don’t want to die in this battle of Kowloon, so I can only strengthen myself!
I know that the ancient food tribe is dangerous and powerful. When I become a true dragon, I can fight the ancient food tribe on your behalf!
I also saw what the Tsing Yi Guards were doing. I also got a copy of the 'Eight Gate Formation of Life and Death' by chance. I just happened to see Ying Mofan use this formation to deal with you. Haha, I just happened to meet it, right
It just so happened that I activated the Eight Gate Formation of Life and Death just now and teleported you here.
It's just that I didn't expect that Ying Wuyou would actually collude with the ancient food tribe. Okay, great. When I get the True Dragon Qi and the True Dragon Picture from you, I will go and exterminate my relatives in a righteous way! Help you take revenge! "
Ying Buxin narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at Wang Xiong in the distance, waiting for Wang Xiong's moment of weakness to deliver a fatal blow.