Chapter 1081 (1/2)

Tang Zheng suddenly looked back and found that it was Yu Ren who had gone to the emperor. His eyelids jumped and he snorted: ”I want to escape!”

He thought that the other side was the emperor, and he would have a little courage to fight against each other. Unexpectedly, he was so timid that he didn't even have the courage to fight in the first World War, so he fled in a hurry.

”These eyesores want to keep pestering. Go to hell!” In Tang Zheng's eyes, there was a terrible brilliance and soul. On the sword of the soul of war, there were many gorgeous sword flowers, which were scattered in the crowd.

Poop poop

The sound of a series of sharp blades cutting the skin, the screams come and go, as if it was a beautiful note, but it was a fatal note.

The guard in front of him was swept to a large area. Tang Zheng swaggered through the crowd and chased out the palace.

Outside the palace is a huge square with a broad vision. Tang Zheng immediately locks in Yuren, who has already fled far away. He will chase after the past with a leap.

Instead, the square is surrounded by countless people, swarming in and attacking Tang Zheng, just like ants, dense and creepy.

However, Tang Zheng is not an elephant. No matter how many ants there are, he can't nibble at him, because he doesn't give each other a chance at all.

”Soul sword!”

Tang Zheng drinks it lightly. The soul sword flies in the air. It flies directly over the crowd.

The guards, like ants, stare at this scene in a daze. Their eyes are full of shock and despair. There is no use for their large number of people.

”Yuren, where to escape?”

Hearing this voice, Yu Ren's liver and gall trembled. Looking back subconsciously, Tang Zheng was only a few meters away from him.

He sighed in his heart, knowing that there was no escape.

He had a little toe, and the bluestone board on the ground was smashed. He stopped his steps and turned around abruptly. Without a word, a string of cold light flew out of his hand and shot at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng's pupil shrank. This attack is not as soft as other bodyguards. It's like he didn't eat. Yuren is the realm of King Wu. If you don't pay attention, you will suffer.

He quickly offered the holy armor shield, Dangdang Dang. The cold light seemed to tickle, leaving no trace on the holy armor shield.

Tang Zheng looked at Yu Ren playfully and said, ”let's use any other means.”

Yu Ren gnashed his teeth, his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, and roared, ”baga, I will tear you to pieces!”

”Is it? Since you are so determined to come and not be rude, I promise you, I will also tear you to pieces. You should be the first emperor to die like this, who will be famous in history. You can be happy. ” Tang Zheng said rudely.

Yuren is like an active volcano. When he stares at it, it erupts completely. He opens his mouth and shouts out of the abyss.

”Kill --”

Tang Zheng's face is restrained, cold as ice, walking in the air, falling from the sky, and the soul sword is cut out quickly. The fierce sword Qi directly cracks the ground and turns it into a spider web.

Yu Ren is in the center of sword Qi. He only feels that his whole body is covered by sword Qi. He has the same pain as a thousand cuts. He quickly uses his skills to resist the pain.

At the same time, the cold light flashed in his hand, and a cold air forced him, as if a samurai sword from the ten thousand year old glacier appeared in his hand. This cold air was the evil spirit that killed many people and gathered together.

Whoo!

The sword is cut out, and the sword Qi is split.

Yu Ren rushes forward, his hair is all open, and his rage is incomparable. In the hysterical roar, he draws closer to Tang Zheng.

Dang!

When the swords and swords hit each other, the storm surged in all directions. The bodyguards who had come together turned up and screamed. Many died in the storm.

The king of Wu and Yuan Ying are in a state of confrontation. Ordinary martial artists and cultivators can't get involved at all. If they persist in mixing them, they will become victims.

The guards were the victims.

But the aftermath of the confrontation did not end. When the shock wave generated by the sword attack spread, everyone saw a scene.

Countless skeletons, accompanied by shockwaves, flood in all directions.

”Skull!”

Tang Zheng's eyes were cold and slightly surprised.

If ordinary people, I'm afraid that they have been frightened by this vision for a long time. In the match between experts, the momentary loss of mind is fatal.

However, Tang Zheng has seen the giant's numerous white bones resurrected in the tomb of Honghuang heaven, and has been to the ghost world. How can he be frightened by this scene?

Emperor Hirohito didn't know this. He thought that his attack had worked. His body was like a flash, and his sword was cut to Tang Zheng's neck.

The chilling blade is chilling.

Tang Zheng didn't feel much. His eyes were slightly raised, his wrists were slightly shaken, and his soul sword was lifted from the bottom to the top.

Poof!

A long stream of blood flew out of his chest and abdomen. The muscles on his face were almost twisted together, bared his teeth, like a fierce ghost with blue fangs.”You How could it be? ”

He never dreamed that Tang Zheng would not be affected. His samurai sword is an ancient sword, which is older than that of the devil sword village. It is the masterpiece of the ancient weapon refining master. It has been passed on for thousands of years, and the most famous one is in the hands of a famous tyrant.