Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 788 [20 Years of Killing and Calamity, Killing the Emperor! 】(2)

"Come on!"

Yun Huanhuan broke through the obstruction of more than a dozen martial sages, and suddenly appeared in front of the emperor Yang Pan. He opened his mouth and let out a breath of Qi sword. The Qi sword fell towards Yang Pan like a galaxy.

"Stop hurting my father!" All of this happened in a blink of an eye, until it was the crown prince Yang Gan who let out an exclamation, and with a split of his palms, he hit Yun Huaniang, which was the seal of overturning the sky.

The sky-shattering printed out, an earth-shattering power contained in it, swept straight towards the cloud disillusionment.

"Ok!"

Feeling the turbulent force in this palm, as well as the aura of Rong Wanmin and Yilu, Yun Huanmi frowned slightly, but that was all. He raised his foot and stepped on the ground suddenly, a sword energy was generated from under his feet, Stab towards the Heaven-shattering seal.

scoff!

The Fantian Seal, which contained the will of the people, collided with this sword energy, and then the Fantian Seal was cut open like a curtain, and Yang Gan's complexion suddenly changed under this blow, and he stepped back. Go, the sword energy was still there, and it stabbed him in the head again.

"Dare!"

Meng Xiaodie let out a long cry, and shot out the soul-condensing wooden sword in her hand, annihilating the sword energy in mid-air, and then she pointed at Yun Huaimian with a finger of the soul-condensing wooden sword.

Yun Huanmi stared at him, wanting to explode the soul-condensing wooden sword, but found that it was impossible. He stretched out his right hand, covering the sky and covering the sun, and grabbed the soul-condensing wooden sword in his hand. He stared at it in surprise and said: "Ten Thousand Years Congealing Soul Wood!"

"□□!"

Accompanied by Yun Huanmian's low growl, a wisp of Yun Huanmi's consciousness entered the Soul Condensing Wooden Sword, instantly compressing Meng Xiaodie's thoughts into a ball, and in an instant he controlled the Soul Condensing Wooden Sword. With a flick of the long sword, he stabbed at the Emperor Yang Pan's eyebrows.

boom!
A flash of lightning came, and a figure in the depths of the palace appeared in front of the hall in the blink of an eye. Before the long sword stabbed Emperor Yang Pan, he stopped him. The two swords and palms struck each other. stop.

"Yun Huanmi, I didn't expect you to dare to come?" The man forced Yun Huanmi to stop with a palm, and said in a hateful voice. "I don't know who it is. It turned out to be you, Yang Yun. I didn't expect that you didn't die 20 years ago, so let me send you back to the west today." Yun Huanmi said, and swung his sword again. Yun Leng snorted, without any fear, he moved his palms together, and went up to meet him.

boom!
Yun Huanmian took a step back, but was forced back by Yang Yun's palm force.

"Yun Huanmi was forced to retreat, and was forced to retreat by Yang Yun, one of the four great masters." Someone exclaimed, full of disbelief, "Could it be that Yang Yun has surpassed the world's number one master, Yun Huanmi?"

"Alas!" Someone sighed softly, and everyone noticed that Yang Yun stood motionless in place. With the wind blowing, a line of blood spread from between his eyebrows, and then he exploded with a bang.

"Oh my God!"

Everyone felt their scalps go numb. At the beginning, they saw that the clouds were disillusioned and they were overwhelmed. They lightly forced or wounded more than a dozen martial arts experts, but no one was killed. Now it was the first time that someone died, and it was one of the four great masters. One Yang Yun, this is simply earth-shattering.

Killing Yang Yun, one of the four great masters, one of the best martial arts masters with a single sword, fully revealing the power of the world's number one master.

Yun Huanmi suddenly turned his head back, raised his backhand with a sword, and once again slashed down towards the emperor Yang Pan. Amidst the exclamation of countless people, the emperor Yang Pan rose up and pushed out his palms flatly. , hit a Sheji Divine Fist.

(End of this chapter)