Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 660 Killing the Immortal Emperor with One Sword
Xue Qianxun looked at Yumo in surprise, her usual calm and composed expression finally showed a hint of shock.

"Brother Yumo, what?" Xue Qianxun quickly walked to Yumo's side and asked softly.

Yu Mo waved his hand with a pale face, and looked at the billowing black cloud with a solemn face.

At this time, Yumo doesn't still have the aura of dominating the world when it first left the factory. There are many injuries all over the body, blood overflows from the corners of the mouth from time to time, even the hair is a little disheveled, the face is pale, and even the footsteps seem a little It's superficial.

Two people who wrapped their whole bodies in black robes quietly appeared before the dark clouds.It can be seen from their aura that both of them are immortal emperors.

two gods
This is enough to explain everything.

There was a look of despair on everyone's face, these are two immortal emperors.You must know that there is only one Immortal Emperor on your side, and it seems that you have suffered a lot of injuries.

"Hey, I'm old. I didn't realize that they were two people, and they were beaten up secretly. It seems that today is going to be difficult." Yu Mo said helplessly.

"Brother Yumo, you'd better go and leave us alone. I just hope you can take good care of Tian'er in the future, after all, this is me and his son." Xue Qianxun stood beside Yumo and said in a low voice .

A faint smile appeared on Yu Mo's face, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised a large arc.

"Retreat? I, Yumo, have no habit. Besides, if I run away today and meet Brother Ye tomorrow, I really don't know how to explain to him." Yumo said with a light smile.

After shaking the holy sword in his hand, Yu Mo showed an indomitable momentum on his face.

The successor of the holy sword has never flinched.What's more, standing behind him is his brother's woman.

"Today, none of you can escape. The Snow Mountain Sect will definitely become a piece of history." A black-robed man let out a cold voice.

Sometimes this voice is as light and agile as a young girl, and sometimes it is as old as an old woman, which makes people feel very strange.It was as if there were two different souls in his body.

Xue Qianxun's delicate body shook, and an unbelievable expression appeared on her face.

The Xueshan faction is just a small place with a big Luo Jinxian, but it has worked two immortal emperors. I am afraid that no one will believe it.

"Who are you guys?" Yumo shouted in a deep voice.

"Yu Mo, today is the time for your burial. Don't worry, I will definitely refine your body into a powerful puppet. Your companions are waving to you, and they are waiting for you." Another black The robed man said with a strange laugh.

Yu Mo's heart tightened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "Those people were killed by you?"

There was a wild laugh.

Although the two didn't answer, Yu Mo still got the answer he wanted in his heart.

As soon as he thought that someone would hunt and kill them, the heirs of the holy sword, Yu Mo had a very bad feeling in his heart.What puzzled him was that his whereabouts had always been kept secret, and he hadn't shown any special talents. How did these people find him?

Just when the three immortal emperors were about to fight again, the aura between the heaven and the earth suddenly seemed to be out of control, and fluctuated violently.

All the spiritual energy is like boiling water, tumbling violently.Yumo even felt that the aura in his body was a little uncontrollable and wanted to come out through his body, let alone those with low cultivation bases.

Even the two men in black robes had to fall to the ground.

"What?" A black-robed man shouted in surprise.

All of a sudden, all the spiritual energy frantically gathered in one direction.

The fluctuation of the spiritual energy drove the strong air current, which drove the flying sand and rocks, making it a mess.

And not far away, a spiritual vortex is forming.The surrounding aura is still flying away, and the vortex of aura is getting stronger and stronger.

A crazy smile appeared on Xue Qianxun's face involuntarily.

"That's his small courtyard." Xue Qianxun shouted loudly.

As soon as the words fell, Xue Qianxun ran towards the spiritual vortex like crazy.

He, of course, refers to Ye Fan.

However, when Xue Qianxun ran outside the gate of the small courtyard, a faint wall of aura blocked her out.

A faint vitality and a strong fluctuation came from the small courtyard, and tears of excitement flowed down Xue Qianxun's face.

The spiritual vortex existed for a long time, and when the spiritual vortex disappeared, Xue Qianxun ran into the small courtyard with a stride.

In the pavilion in the small courtyard, Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly, and sat there quietly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xue Qianxun's heart skipped a beat, Ye Fan's posture was so familiar to her.I watch it several times a day, even in my dreams.

Tears, slipping down quietly.

A feeling called despair spread in Xue Qianxun's heart.

Xue Qianxun fell limp on the ground, and the successive blows made this always tough woman finally reveal her side of a little woman.

"Why, why." Xue Qianxun murmured.

"I'm already the head of the sect, and I'm still crying, I don't feel ashamed."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Xue Qianxun's ear.

She raised her head in disbelief, only to see that Ye Fan who had been sitting there with his eyes closed stood up and was looking at her with a smile on his face.

Xue Qianxun stared blankly at the figure, but there was no trace of joy on his face: "Illusion, illusion"

Ye Fan shook his head, looked up at the sound of the ground shaking outside, with a cold smile on his face.

"Yu Mo can't hold on any longer, and I'll be back soon after I clean them up." Ye Fan said with a light smile, and disappeared in place at random.

Xue Qianxun was still looking at the direction of the pavilion in a daze, but the pavilion was empty, and Ye Fan's shadow was still there.

A smile gradually appeared on Xue Qianxun's face, and her husband finally came back.

In the air, Yumo struggled to resist the two immortal emperors.

Although he has the holy sword in his hand, new wounds still appear on his body from time to time.

But even so, he still never flinched.

If he wanted to retreat, he could easily retreat completely, but he didn't.

A figure suddenly appeared beside the three immortal emperors, and no one discovered how he appeared.

A flash of sword light appeared from the man's hand, and the head of a man in black robe was chopped off and fell to the ground.

With another sword strike, the head of the other black robe fell to the ground.

Yu Mo looked at the person beside him in horror, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Evan."

(End of this chapter)