What Yun Yang meant was, you didn't speak for me just now, but now you speak for them? who are you
The man's voice suddenly stopped: "This..."
Yun Yang said in an indifferent voice: "The speaker... I dare to ask if any of your bloodline descendants also died in my hands. How many died, but did any of them die??"
The man's face suddenly turned purple: "No! No! My heir has absolutely nothing to do with Lord Yun Zun, let alone any grudge!"
"That means...your eighteen generations of ancestors died in my hands?" Yun Yang continued to ask, his voice sarcastic: "If there is no hatred or resentment at all, then please shut up, otherwise I will treat you as Provoke me and have evil intentions towards me!"
The man just shut up and said nothing.
Although he knew the Shui brothers, they were just acquaintances at best, and because they were in similar positions, he felt sad. Therefore, in this situation, he tried his best to help and say a word, but If he gets into trouble because of this and has a fight with Yun Zun, he can't.
Shui Wuhen's face showed a look of grief and indignation: "Master Yun Zun is determined to kill you. Can I conclude that you will not let go of anyone who comes to intercept and kill anyone on your way, and you will definitely kill them all. No one will be killed." Keep it?"
Yun Yang said in an indifferent voice: "Yes, that's it. And it's not just this journey. From the beginning of my journey to the present, I have never spared anyone who is interested in my life and has laid hands on me."
"And..." A sarcastic coldness flashed in Yun Yang's eyes: "... For those of you who have had their bloodline exterminated and ancestors massacred by me like you, I will eradicate them even more, and I will never let you slip through the net again! "
The moment he finished speaking, the sword, light, and sword energy converged to become extremely powerful. They were fully formed, powerful and unstoppable, and unstoppable.
All the spectators around saw the approaching mighty force, and the nearest ones were already thousands of feet away in the sky. No one dared to challenge him.
Shui Wuhen roared: "Second, second and third, you go! Leave this whirlpool, I will resist it!"
Shui Wubo and Shui Wubing both shouted wildly: "Brother, let's go!"
The three brothers are all aware of the current situation. Death is imminent and it is absolutely impossible for all three of them to escape unscathed. At most, they can only escape two of them; and the one who remains, in addition to dying, There is no second way.
And after losing the precious raft that is the human body, even if the soul is immortal, it will take a long time to cultivate again, and the road ahead will inevitably be difficult, and there is a great possibility of dying midway. The path will never be repaired.
This is a huge risk.
But now, it is no longer possible not to take the risk.
Now that the situation has come to an end, the best outcome is for one person to die, that is, if one of the three brothers is sacrificed, the other two may escape.
And the boss said this, and even encouraged his ultimate power, and the fight was irreversible. This proved that the boss wanted to sacrifice himself in exchange for the lives of the two of them.
How can Shui Wubo and Shui Wubo let go of the brotherly love that lasts tens of thousands of years? !
"Now is not the time to give in. If we don't make a decision, none of the three will be able to leave!" Shui Wuhen was extremely anxious and said loudly: "This Lord Yun is cruel and ruthless, and his vicious heart is obvious, hurry up!"
He knew very well that Yun Yang's killing intent was always strong and unabated. Also increasing was the sword energy and sword intent controlled by the opponent. It had now reached a level that was enough to kill the powerful Saint King. If you delay for a moment longer, it won't make much sense if you risk your own life.
The reason why the other party did not urge him to do anything was probably because Yun Yang wanted to overthrow his three brothers in one fell swoop. He could not sit back and wait for death, so he had to risk his life and try his best to save the lives of his two brothers!
The three brothers flew to support each other while talking and communicating quickly; at this moment, they no longer worried about being heard by others, and being heard by Yun Yang, because it was a matter of life and death, and the crisis was so fleeting.
"Wait until I die... try to take away my remaining soul." Shui Wuhen let out a long roar, and his body suddenly bloomed with extremely shining brilliance, which suddenly reflected the nine heavens and made the whole world shine.
"Brother!"
The other two screamed in pain.
"Walk!"
Shui Wuhen's entire body was completely immersed in Peiran's sword light, and he rushed towards the area of sword light and sword energy controlled by Yun Yang without hesitation or looking back.
Shui Wubo and Shui Wubing immediately had sad faces on their faces, but they still tried their best to strike out with their swords, and then quickly retreated; trying their best to get out of the scope of the whirlpool!
This is the escape opportunity created by the eldest brother with all his life. He must not let it go. If he misses it, the eldest brother will really die with his eyes open.
At the same time, the ultimate sword, which contained Shui Wuhen's lifelong cultivation, hit the vortex cyclone hard.
Yun Yang snorted coldly, and the sword, light, and sword energy that he had gathered and controlled was immediately dispersed. More importantly, the original mysterious charm of the heaven and the earth as one, the universe and the breath, disappeared in an instant.
The final offensive formed by Shui Wuhen and his men and swords forced them into the sword light and sword energy with a crazy momentum that would never return.
There was a loud explosion, and countless sword lights and sword energy detonated for it. The sky and the earth shook, and Xuanhuang overturned!
And Shui Wuhen, who was at the core of the explosion, could still clearly feel that his body, which had been cultivated and polished for countless years, was being torn apart, worn away, and destroyed bit by bit!
Sure enough, it can't be stopped... Sure enough, he is going to die, but my two brothers are safe, right
The moment he was surrounded by the huge whirlpool that was almost as powerful as a saint, he tried his best to open his eyes and look, hoping to see the opportunity he had bought with his life without losing it.
However, he saw two other whirlpools, whirlpools that also contained countless swords, lights and sword energy... Like a tornado biting the sky, they came down and covered the bodies of Shui Wubo and Shui Wubing one by one, without any trace of them. Difference!
"How could this happen?!"
This was Shui Wuhen's last consciousness; he only had time to see the incomprehensible and extremely shocked looks of the two brothers before being enveloped by the whirlpool of sword light and sword energy!
The next moment, it was silence.
At this time, there were already dozens of spectators outside. But he watched the movement in the field in silence.
Just after Shui Wuhen rushed out, the moment he rushed into the sword light, the bright sword light and the vast sword light suddenly split into three, each of them went their own way, mysteriously and mysteriously wrapping up the three Shui brothers respectively; and then Yun Yang pulled away. He came out and chased the soul with three swords in succession!
Yes, it is a veritable three-knife soul-chasing—
Three consecutive moves under the sword to reincarnate!
Shui Wuhen and other three holy kings were chopped into soul bodies at the same time. The moment the soul bodies just appeared, a sword light mixed with the power of reincarnation followed them one after another. Their souls were no longer alive and their traces were gone. live…
After a while, the sky was clear again, and... quiet, and nothing else.
Only Yun Yang, wearing a mask, stood proudly in the sky.
For a long while, the surroundings were still silent.
Many of the world's top experts who were watching the battle from the outside couldn't believe that Shui Wuhen and the other three people had really disappeared and that the Yuanling did not exist. They still confirmed again and again that the only thing they found was the faint floating in the sky. A trace of the war, nothing more.
This shows that those three holy kings have really all disappeared, and their bodies and spirits have been destroyed, and they will never be restored again!
At this moment, looking at the masked man standing in mid-air, everyone felt a feeling at the same time: The Holy King is the most powerful, a perfect killing opportunity!
Yun Yang glanced over the faces of these people one by one, with a gentle and cold feeling in his eyes; he said calmly and calmly: "The three brothers of the Shui family said that I have a blood feud with them and massacred the people. Hate; solve it in a Jianghu way, the winner is the king!"
"No matter how many twists and turns there were, the grudges and grudges were settled in one battle; now all three Shui brothers are dead. This matter has been revealed, and the cause and effect no longer exist."
Yun Yang said calmly: "I wonder if there is anyone here who has a grudge against me? Anyone with a grudge? Please show up and put an end to it on the spot!"
Yun Yang paused and then smiled and said: "In the world of martial arts, people can't help themselves. No one knows when the person killed with one sword may be the descendant of a certain peerless strong man; it just depends on luck. , but it has nothing to do with the overall situation, let alone the grand purpose."
"I would like to ask one final question here. If there are still people who have enmity, grudges, and dissatisfaction with me, you can come forward. We will still solve it in the Jianghu way."
"But if no one comes out, Yun will no longer accompany us and will be on his way."
As soon as Yun Yang said this, everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream, and soon someone made a move.
With a soft cry, several people fell down. The leader, wearing a white robe, spoke first: "Old Cheng Pengyu of Dongji Heavenly Palace, please see Lord Yun Zun."
"The grandson of King Qin of the Western Heaven Holy Palace, please see Lord Yun Zun."
“…”
Everyone greeted him one after another and said, "According to the order of the Lord of the Three Heavenly Palaces, we welcome Master Yun Zun to enter the city tonight."
The two of them took a step forward and said: "Dongfang Xingchen, the young master of our Dongji Tiangong Palace, was furious when he heard that someone was intercepting and killing you under his false name. Now he has come to Tonight City in person and issued an order to kill his subordinates, no matter the cost. , we must also ensure the personal safety of adults.”
"Master Yun Zun, please."
"us… "
As everyone started talking, the scene became chaotic for a while. Although it was not all talking at once, it was always noisy.
Yun Yang frowned slightly, glanced around, but did not respond with a word, but a silent power spread out, and the whole audience was stunned.
Under this silent momentum, everyone shut up, and they all had a subtle feeling. It was probably that being in such a messy and unseemly manner in front of this existence was really demeaning and devaluing one's own status.
They had just witnessed this battle and had no doubt that Yun Yang possessed the strength of a top-level Saint King.
They were even more convinced that Yun Yang had clearly deliberately allowed himself and others to witness the whole battle in the previous battle. If not, with his ability, he would have moved the battlefield to an unknown place long ago, and there would never have been such a movement.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Several crisp claps sounded one after another, and everyone followed the sound and saw that the person who came was clapping his hands all at once, swaying calmly, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Master Yun Zun His reputation is well-deserved, and there is no falsehood under his great reputation. When I saw him today, I sincerely admire him! His good kung fu, good sword skills, good mental skills, good calculations, and good decision-making are even more admirable!"
Yun Yang raised his head and looked over; he saw a young man in white walking slowly, with a golden crown, a tall body, a handsome face, and a chic manner. He walked towards him with a smile: "I'm so impressed, so convinced, Mr. Yun Zun, I've never seen anyone fight like this before! It's like I discovered a new world. At this point, Please accept my homage."
After saying that, he actually bowed to the ground and gave a big salute.
Yun Yang frowned and said in surprise: "Who is your Excellency?"
Among the crowd, someone already shouted in surprise: "Young Master? Why are you here?"
The one known as the Young Master rolled his eyes and said: "If I didn't come, how could I have seen such a wonderful battle!"
He was admiring freely, as if he was still reminiscing about the short battle just now, as if in his opinion, the battle just now was the key point, and he could have endless aftertaste, while the other things were insignificant and out of sight.
Little Lord
Yun Yang's eyes immediately focused on the young man in front of him. The person who just spoke was someone who claimed to be from the Northern Wilderness Demon Palace. So, the young man in front of him was the young master of the Northern Wilderness Demon Palace
Apart from anything else, the taste of this kind of pretense is quite accomplished.
"Master Yun Zun's strength is even more famous when we meet him. He has reached the pinnacle and has become a saint. However, Wu Shuang admires his scheming and wisdom even more, and his decisiveness. Wu Shuang can only be amazed!" This young man said in a dashing way. He bowed and saluted: "Bei Gong Wushuang of the Northern Wasteland Demon Palace, please see Lord Yun Zun."
Previously, everyone was standing together in a mess, but since Bei Gong Wushuang appeared, the three camps were instantly divided and the barriers were tight.
"Young Master Beigong." Yun Yang nodded and said hello.
When meeting this gentleman for the first time, Yun Yang did not feel any kindness, but he also did not feel any hostility. On the contrary, the "amazing" feeling was vividly displayed in the eyes of the young master of Beigong.
"The battle just now is enough to be included in the Xuanhuang Warrior's lesson plan, if there is such a lesson plan."
Bei Gong Wushuang still shook his head with praise and sighed: "What really amazed me the most is... Only by inferring the result of this battle after knowing the result can we deduce this situation; it is absolutely impossible to deduce the current situation by inferring it in advance, let alone Not to mention breaking the situation. Lord Yun Zun’s move is very powerful.”
Yun Yang glanced at Bei Gong Wushuang again. This guy's eyesight was a bit poisonous, and he pointed directly at the key point.
Indeed, the most critical part of the battle just now was that Yun Yang did not use his trump card at all; he did not reveal too much of his strength, but the three powerful Saint Kings were all tricked to death. .
This statement and this situation may seem unbelievable, but when you think about it backwards, it seems so normal and reasonable.
As early as when Yun Yang was galloping on the road, he had already laid out the sensing sword energy hidden in the sky. When the Shui brothers started to cause trouble, the thought control immediately arranged the hidden sword energy into a cyclic state.
Later, with a single strike of the sword, this circulation was completely activated, and only then could the sword energy of each other be used for one's own purposes, and even be controlled freely.
Then, this is the third and second move of the Blade of Providence sword technique, the specific manipulation and interpretation of reincarnation under the sword!
In other words, Yun Yang picked out this trick alone this time and successfully constructed it into a reincarnation.
A reincarnation of death that successfully destroyed three powerful saints!
This was a killing game from the beginning!
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lt;Okay, take a rest and prepare to explode>