Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 789 [20 Years of Killing and Calamity, Killing the Emperor! 】(3)

The sword glow in Yun Huan Mie's eyes was extinguished, and the soul-condensing wooden sword collided with the Sheji Divine Fist.

Click!

The steps under Emperor Yang Pan's feet shattered all of a sudden, and he also retreated a long way back, but he was not injured. This was beyond the expectations of many people. Many people didn't know that Emperor Yang Pan was actually good at martial arts. The four great masters are not weak at all, and they can take a blow from Yun Huanmi without getting hurt.

"What a Sheji Divine Fist!"

Yun Huanmi praised, and then changed the subject: "But this alone is not enough to save your life." His eyes flickered sharply, and he continued: "Where is Meng Shenji? Why didn't you see him come out, could it be Do you still want to be like 20 years ago, hiding in the dark and attacking me?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar among many people, and many people looked around, because 20 years ago, Yang Pan and Meng Shenji, a pair of monarchs and ministers, contributed a lot to repelling Yun Mianmi, and now Yun Mianmi once again It's coming, everyone can't believe that Meng Shen's opportunity will not appear.

"It's well hidden, so let me force you out." With a sharp shout, Yun Huanmi's eyes flickered, and the surrounding space trembled under his gaze.

"Hey, his aura disappeared, and he actually made a breakthrough...Well, it seems that he is really not here." Following the investigation, Yun Huanmi showed surprise.

"Since he's really not here, I'll kill you first, and then I'll go to him to settle the old score 20 years ago." Yun Huanmian took out the soul-condensing wooden sword and stabbed at the emperor Yang Pan ten steps away. , it is his famous swordsmanship all over the world!

kill!

At this moment, Meng Xiaodie's crown prince, Yang Gan, and a group of martial arts masters all shot at the same time, trying to stop the sword.

Meng Xiaodie's mind and heart were united, and she wanted to take back the soul-condensing wooden sword, while Yang Gan used the palm technique of the emperor's way of power, the sky-shattering seal, the sea-covering seal, the king's seal... one after another seal was finally shot, In the end, they combined in the air and turned into a larger palm print, the Holy Emperor Seal!

At one place of the Holy Emperor's Seal, the edge of the seal shone with light. This light was holy and heavy, as if the ancient Holy Emperor had been reborn. With everyone's sacrifices and wishes, it fell towards the cloud of disillusionment.

The rest of the Martial Saints also came up with unique tricks to stop him.

The sky almost exploded. More than a dozen martial sages mastered all kinds of unique skills, enveloping the clouds and disillusionment, with sword qi crisscrossing, even the sky can be split, and the fists and palms shook the sky. With such strength, the sky will be crushed. Make a hole.

Faced with such an attack, Yun Huanmian couldn't help but change his face, he let out a whistling sound, like the sound of swords, turned in mid-air, and turned into a sword again, cutting away with the long sword, instantly killing the two martial saints. The waist was split, and then the Wusheng sword criss-crossed. More than a dozen martial arts experts were instantly forced back by it. Mo Wuxin waited for three or four people, but Meng Xiaodie and Yang Gan were also injured, with blood on the corners of their lips.

Looking at this scene, everyone was in despair. More than ten martial sages joined forces, and their might can be described as earth-shattering, but they still couldn't help but be disillusioned. Who else in the world can stop him.

At this moment, the emperor Yang Pan suddenly moved. He stepped forward and came to the high sky. He shook his hands and made a seal. The seal was like a sail, which rapidly enlarged in mid-air, and finally transformed into The real big ship, shining with precious brilliance, is actually a treasure.

"The boat of the country!" The silent sword incarnated by cloud disillusionment exclaimed in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)