Chapter 668 (1/2)
The emperor wore a dark robe and half a bronze mask on his face. The eyes under the mask were very deep, and a ray of cold seeped through his eyes.
As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere around him changed.
Emperor, representative of the Vientiane gate, ranked fifth in the imperial dragon list.
Although the ranking of Daoxin is not as good as that of Daoxin, it is based on his soul state. If we really fight, Daoxin may not be the rival of the emperor. You know, behind the Emperor stands the general school of the Vientiane sect, which is the whole Vientiane gate.
What is the gate of Vientiane? I believe that the whole continent of nine souls is unknown.
Whether it is the Yin family, Huangfu family, Wei family, hongtianzong or Binggong, who are the most powerful mainland giants, must bow down to the Vientiane gate.
The disciples of the Vientiane gate are all over the nine souls. Countless ancient and modern powers are closely related to them. As long as the son of heaven is a member of the Vientiane gate one day, no one dares to provoke him.
And then.
Today's son of heaven seems very different from the original.
His breath is more deep, and his soul is sometimes empty and illusory.
Looking at the white night, my heart is full of doubts.
”Master Bai, long time no see.” The emperor smiles faintly, but the smile is ferocious.
”Son of heaven, you are just my defeated general. If it was not for the heavenly saints to save you, how could you stand here today?” The white night is light.
Four weeks of people listen to, heartbroken.
White night even against the emperor, but also defeated the Emperor... Listen to what he said, it seems that he has even dealt with the emperor?
Where is this monster coming from? The soul is vague, but the strength is still so terrible.
More importantly, he is still a member of hongtianzong!
Hongtianzong is a new sect in xiongjue mainland. Although there are not many disciples and the history of hongtianzong is not long ago, today's hongtianzong has already developed two talented masters, namely, Daoxin and Shentu. If they worship them again in the daytime, they will be three masters. With the strength shown by the white night, it will be sooner or later that he becomes a Royal Dragon. In this way, is there not three Royal dragons in hongtianzong.
Crazy!
People feel their brains are boiling hot.
It's quite good for an ordinary force to have a Royal Dragon, and there are three in one sect. Is that to control the tyrant?
”White night, the master was so benevolent that he thought you were a good man, so he let you go, but he didn't want you to go any further, killing innocent people and killing nine souls of talents. It's really a crime! Today, I can't tolerate you any more! ”
After that, the emperor stretched out his hand and pulled out a black sword from his waist.
As soon as the sword came out, the people were palpitating. They felt as if they were being spied by something.
”Magic sword?”
Shangguan Lingli seems to be aware of something and shouts in a low voice.
”Magic sword?”
The crowd was shocked.
”Miss Shangguan is just joking. I'm a member of the Vientiane sect. How can I use the magic sword? If you want to use it, you should also be a descendant of the devil road. Duanmu will use it tomorrow. ” The emperor smiles.
”Well, it's respectable.” Duanmu tomorrow cold hum, but do not make a sound.
Seeing this, the white night has already realized.
”You are prepared for feelings.”
”Don't talk nonsense. I'll kill you first.”
The emperor drank and killed with his sword.
All of a sudden, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the ground directly froze. Even the disciples of the ice palace felt extremely cold.
The soul around him retreats.
White night with a sword.
However, the magic sword was so fierce that a tearing force broke out from the body of the sword. The void was rotten, and the eyebrows were frowned at night. When they were unable to respond, their wrists were in pain, and they suddenly retreated.
Fixed a glance, the wrist actually appeared a scarlet hole.
”Not into reincarnation is really powerful. Without this body, this sword will break your wrist.” The emperor chuckled, his eyes seeping with madness, and he would kill again.
He turned into a big black shadow and wrapped up the white night in an instant.
It was dark all around the white night, and nothing could be seen clearly.
However, in this terrible darkness, the terrible sword force constantly rushed out and hit him fiercely. People could not resist at all, and the speed was ridiculous.
After a while, the white night was covered with superficial sword marks.
Suddenly.
White night eyes a cold, left hand suddenly toward the dark grasp.
A grunt sounded.
He suddenly sent out his strength and rushed forward to see the son of heaven pushed out of the black fog by the white night and hit the wall hard.
Bang!
Space is shaking.
But the emperor was undamaged. He sneered and stabbed the white night chest with his sword.
White night holding a sword, the handle of the black sword.
”Your sword, in front of my sword, is a scrap of iron.”
The emperor's face was fierce and his black sword was spinning.
Bang Dang.
The boundless sword suddenly breaks.
”What?”
At night, my pupils are dilated.
Before he could react, the black sword stabbed him in the chest.”White night!”
”Younger martial brother Bai!”
Zong Hongren and jihulian.
White night back a few steps, clench teeth, pull out the ice TanTian, and then toward the son of heaven.
”I said, it's a pile of scrap iron!”
The emperor laughed and drew his sword.
Bang Dang!
The ice like sword also broke into several pieces and fell from the air.
Ice, TanTian, meteorite!
The son of heaven is on the right side, and it is another stab.
Pooh!
This stab, the black sword directly into his heart.
People were staring.
White night, lost!
”What a pity.”
Shangguan shook her head and sighed.
”He has no regrets if he can be defeated by my magic sword.” Duanmu will smile tomorrow.
As soon as white night died, he had no worries.
But the son of heaven, still let him feel deeply afraid.
The happiest is Wei Xiongcai, who laughs wildly. If he had no arms, he would have slapped him in the face.