Chapter 1716 (2/2)

And Xu Yang himself is so cross knee suspended in the void, listening to his eternal sword play a terrible journey of destruction. More than a hundred figures of the undead who have reached the Kunlun immortal level all fall apart under the destruction of Xu Yang's swords, and finally fall into nothingness.

The great emperor of the dead laughed: ”I am worthy of being an opponent who can make me serious! Boy, I'm impressed by your strength again.

You have received my respect for you.

But what can these change?

For you, there's no practical significance at all.

Because you are going to say goodbye to the world

With these words, the dead emperor began to burn his own ontological breath.

Because he has clearly understood that it is impossible for Xu Yang to have any influence by using those unorthodox skills to fool children.

It's just a waste of time.

Therefore, the undead emperor advanced the war to the peak of white hot duel stage, using his strongest skills, planning to have a real epic collision with Xu Yang.

The most powerful skill of the dead emperor is killing the dead!

He began to burn his body madly. These black spirits, decaying spirits, endless pain and wailing gathered together.

Under the terrible green ghost fire, a king's sword which can destroy all the breath of life is melted.This is not a real artifact, but after the white light of this sword shape condenses, it can merge with the breath of the dead emperor!

In fact, this sword is built by the undead emperor with his own grievance soul, which can destroy all the souls of the living.

If you are cut down by the sword made of this miserable white soul fire! I'm afraid even the soul strength of Xu Yang will suffer a heavy blow.

Xu Yang's eyes immediately appeared a trace of attention to each other's expression.

You know, since he entered the scope of Kunlun Shinto, he has never looked at his opponent like this.

”I have to admit that you've made me serious.”

Xu Yang's voice is short and powerful, and the words are clearly transmitted to the ears of the dead emperor.

Hearing Xu Yang's words, the undead emperor seems to be very excited. He has won the respect of his opponents. At the same time, the huge sword in his hand, which is built by the white fire of the soul, also gives him full confidence.

”Yes, the sword of soul in my hand is a sword made in memory of the soul of the endless powerful human race.

I'll only use it for one attack.

If you succeed, then you will become my next soul puppet and will be enslaved in this place forever.

If I fail, the countless souls piled up by this sword will be sacrificed for me!

I will leave the world forever with the glory that once belonged to them. ”

No matter success or failure, this battle is an epic. The birth of the legend will also be the end of a top power who once oppressed the world! Of course, how could Xu Yang be the one who fell?

When he felt the real origin of his opponent's sword, he had decided what he would use next.