The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

kill!

kill!

At this moment, Zhao Yanjun went mad!

In the midst of the battle, black flames began to burn wildly on his body!
"Die! Die!"

Zhao Yanjun roared!
Bloodshot eyes!

They seem to have gone berserk!
Gradually, Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds was shaken away from this area and then entered a special space!
call!
After entering this space!

Zhao Yanjun stopped his attack and looked at Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!
"Haha."

Zhao Yanjun burst into two wild laughs!
"This space was given to me by the Emperor of the True Dragon Divine Court. Even if the tower guardian is a powerful Ancestral God, it will still take some time for him to enter this space!"

"During this time, I will kill you, and then I will escape!"

Zhao Yanjun's eyes were perfectly clear at this moment!
This is completely different from his previous angry, madman-like demeanor!
"Your previous outburst of rage and madness was all a scheme to plot against me!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds' pupils suddenly contracted!
"Of course, even the Ancestral God Realm experts have been mobilized to suppress my hundreds of thousands of troops, and I can only try to find a way to leave!"

"You delivered it to me! You gave me a chance, why wouldn't I seize it!"

"If I kill you, I can live!"

Zhao Yanjun looked at the other party and spoke.

A chilling murderous intent flashed in his eyes!
He must kill Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

"Kill me? You really think you can kill me!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatred said coldly.

Do you know why I gathered my army and dealt you a heavy blow earlier?

"That was also part of my plan. Since your Sword Pavilion has made a move, you must have made preparations. The purpose of those hundreds of thousands of troops was twofold: to severely injure you and to lure out your Sword Pavilion's Ancestral God Realm experts!"

“As soon as a master of the Ancestral God Realm appears, he will definitely have to deal with my hundreds of thousands of troops. And since you are injured, I can kill you!”

Zhao Yanjun looked at Sword Lord Twelve Hatred and spoke.

Zhao Yanjun is the commander-in-chief of an army!
The appearance of Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds here is definitely not a coincidence!
In the Heavenly Sword Divine Realm, only the Sword Pavilion dares to kill members of the royal family, so his appearance is a way to turn the tables and take the initiative.

"I never imagined you could have outsmarted me so deeply!"

Even Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds had to admire the opponent's methods at this moment!
Such deep scheming!

"But all of this is conditional on your ability to kill me!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatred looked at the other party and said in a deep voice.

"Kill? In your severely injured state, I can't kill you?"

"I tested your strength earlier, and it wasn't much different from mine, close to the Ancestral God Realm! So what if you have a trump card now? I have one too!"

Zhao Yanjun said sternly!

Boom!

His aura changed again, and the huge black tiger hovered above his head!

He looked at Sword Lord Twelve Hatred with a cold gaze!

boom!
The flames on Zhao Yanjun's body began to boil and headed towards the black giant tiger!

Roar!
Beneath the black flames, the giant black tiger began to solidify continuously!
Finally, it transformed into a gigantic black tiger!
It exudes terrifying pressure!
As Zhao Yanjun himself rose in strength amidst the black flames, he was still unable to reach the Ancestral God Realm combat power.

But at this moment!
A token appeared on his person!
He immediately implanted the token into his body.

Boom!

A power that did not belong to him surged forth from his body!

That power was incredibly strong, instantly helping Zhao Yanjun break through the limit of God Emperor combat power and touch the Ancestral God Realm.

Not only that!

He raised his hand!
Boom!

A huge, ancient black bell appeared!

On the ancient bell, the phantoms of three ancient demon gods appeared, sometimes visible and sometimes not!

Roar!
These demons roared and charged towards Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds! However, this treasure was not an ancestral artifact, but merely a decent God Emperor-level treasure!

The aura emanating from those three ancient gods and demons was only at the level of a Limit God Emperor!
Boom! Boom! Boom

Three-headed god-demon!

At the same time as the giant tiger, it pounced on Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

And he himself burst out instantly!

The spear in his hand pierced through the air, and a fierce burst of energy shot out wildly, penetrating the heavens and earth, heading towards Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

this moment!
The killing intent enveloped Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds!

"Unfortunately, you might have succeeded if it were anyone else, but you ran into me!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatred spoke
The aura emanating from him has changed!

boom!
He directly tore through his own strength to the level of an Ancestral God, and tearing through the restrictions was very easy for him!

His own aura dissipated, and the power within his body instantly surged into the Ancestral God Realm!
"Hate the Heavens, Invincible!"

He was greatly exhausted, and coupled with the impact he had just experienced, he was indeed injured!
Therefore, at this moment, Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds instantly unleashed his strongest combat power!
Hate the Heavens, invincible!

boom!
The restrictions on his body were torn apart!

And then unleash the Heaven-Hating Invincible Technique!
In an instant, endless hatred appeared between heaven and earth, covering everything. The three ancient gods and demons, as well as the giant black tiger, were all affected by this hatred!

Zhao Yanjun, who was charging towards Sword Lord Twelve Hates, changed his expression!
He never expected that Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds could unleash such powerful strength!

He can also reach the combat strength of the Ancestral God Realm!
But this endless hatred actually stirred his mind.

Countless black resentments arose in his soul, making his movements seem to slow down!
The space around him has now become completely dark!
I can't see anything around me at all!
Hatred also shrouded his soul.

All of a sudden!

He seemed to have lost his goal!
"How can this be!"

He was angry and resentful!
"I told you, this trick might have worked on other people, but unfortunately for you, it's me!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds appeared before him
The voice was cold and stern!

dead!
His spear pierced through!

Piercing through the body of Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds
However, after being pierced, the figure of Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds turned into thick smoke and disappeared!
This!
what happened!

I've entered a hallucination!

He is thinking in his heart now
Roar!
He growled!
Roar!
With his low growl, a low growl followed!
That was the voice of the giant tiger. The giant tiger was one with him, and upon hearing the voice, he immediately gathered his breath and recalled the giant tiger.

He also wanted to take back the ancient bell that he had previously summoned, but the mental link between them had disappeared.

"this!"

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood!

His face changed drastically!

"what happened?"

His soul spread outwards, but at this moment, the surroundings were completely shrouded in black hatred, making it impossible to detect any aura.

"Black flames surge to the heavens!"

He growled!
Endless black flames spread outwards, beginning to burn this space of hatred!
only!

this moment

A sword shadow appeared!
boom!
He thrust his spear forward, but the sword shadow seemed to pass through his spear and pierce his body as if it were an illusion!

"Phantom, you can't hurt me!"

Zhao Yanjun roared, flames spreading, believing that a single sword strike could not harm him in the illusion!
But suddenly his expression changed!
His gaze fell upon his chest!

A sword hole appeared; the sword shadow had just pierced his heart!

"I am merely constructing another world of hatred within your space, not an illusion!"

Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds appeared, looking at Zhao Yanjun. (End of Chapter)