reborn as emperor

Chapter 1004 1004. Immortal Demon? 【Second update】

The Zi An Tian Ming Yan, which was powerful enough to incinerate everything, was torn apart quickly under the bombardment of this white jade arm.It was as if the tide separated itself, as if it had its own consciousness, avoiding the master of this jade hand.

Call ~
The jade hand came roaring, with an indomitable momentum.

Sun Duyuan closed his eyes.

After all, he is a veteran Xuanbang powerhouse, when the palm was blasted out, he quickly came back to his senses, and at the same time, the subdued aura surged up again.With a touch of the tiptoe, it will shoot backwards as swiftly and violently as an arrow off the string!

But no matter how fast he was, it was not as fast as this white jade palm.

But see.

The white jade palm carried the phantom of struggle, and with utmost dexterity, it slammed towards Sun Duyuan's throat.Even, when the palm screamed, it carried a monstrous roar, and in the pair of shocking pupils, it seemed to have transformed into a white jade black dragon churning out of the flames!

"Old Monster Yang!"

Shen Guiran cried out.

He closed his pupils and drew his sword again.

"Chong!"

The black blade suddenly came out of its sheath, seemingly slowly but quickly, and the ferocious sound of the blade seemed to be playing a ghostly music to requiem the soul.But just halfway through his Requiem Knife, the white jade palm rushing towards Sun Duyuan seemed to pause in the void for a moment, then the palm grabbed violently, as if catching the wind, and then moved towards Shen Guiran cut off.

"Pfft!"

This sword cut out a sword light over a thousand meters long, surpassing Black Rock City, as if tearing the entire night sky into two halves.

The sound of brocade silk being torn suddenly sounded, and Shen Guiran's body trembled, as if a body-holding technique had been performed.A look of unbelievable horror flashed in his eyes, and he still maintained the posture of drawing the knife, but unfortunately... the Requiem Knife at his waist could no longer be drawn out.

Simultaneously.

This sword also cut open the churning purple dark sky flame!

And among the monstrous purple flames that were gradually disappearing, a figure also slowly appeared.

……

When the battle was over, everyone was ready to leave.

Shen Guiran suddenly made a sound, causing those people to stop one after another, and looked towards the battlefield suspiciously.Every one of them is wondering, this old monster Yang has been burned into a vacuum by Zi An Tian Mingyan, what else can he do?

results.

When they turned their heads, they happened to see that shocking sword glow striking down.Cut Shen Guiran in half directly... When they saw the figure who made the shot, they felt like a flash of lightning flashed across their minds.

"how is this possible?"

"Zi Antian Mingyan didn't burn him to death?"

"None of the three powerhouses at the peak of divine sense could kill him? Instead, he killed one of them!"

"Shen Guiran is the No. 54 killer in Xuanbang, was he beheaded by a sword?"

But see.

The figure that appeared in the slowly dissipating flames, who else could it be if not Yang Mucheng?

only.

Now Yang Mucheng was in a bit of a panic, his black robe was almost burned to ashes, completely revealing his body like white jade.The mask was also burned by the flames, exposing half of his cheeks.But under the tumbling specter behind him, he looked more and more like a monstrous monster who had just experienced endless fighting!
"You, how could you not die..."

Sun Duyuan closed his eyes and took several steps back.In an instant, the ancient face lost all blood.He tried his best to kill the opponent, but the opponent still stood in front of him.Moreover, even under his nose, he killed a person.

Teng!
Sun Duyuan was horrified, he knew that this time he would never be able to take revenge again.

but.

After all, he was once a strong person in the Xuanbang, and as an existence at the peak of divine sense, he could afford it and put it down.The difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even if it takes their own life here, it may not be able to kill Yang Mucheng.

'Planted! '

'Hurry up...or else, I have to fall here too! '

'Just because I can't kill you doesn't mean that no one in the Chunyang Guiyi sect can kill you! '

Sun Duyuan thought in his heart.

He planned to go back to Chunyang Guiyi Sect and invite someone to kill Yang Mucheng. He is just a retired elder, and there are some stronger than him in the sect.At the beginning, those people planned to kill Yang Mucheng by themselves, but Sun Duyuan refused to let him go, wanting to avenge his disciples himself.

But who would have thought that the opponent would be so powerful?
"Want to leave?" Yang Mucheng looked at Sun Duyuan who was retreating rapidly, with a gleam of coldness in his eyes. "I killed Shen Guiran before, and let you escape. Now that Shen Guiran has been killed by me, how can you survive..."

boom!
Yang Mucheng stretched out his palm.

In an instant, the spiritual energy billowing from heaven and earth frantically converged, and in the terrifying gust of wind, a huge palm quickly formed, and then it slapped down fiercely.

"Damn!"

Sun Duyuan cursed secretly.

He knew that Yang Mucheng would not let him go so easily, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.As he spat out this mouthful of blood, his aura suddenly dropped.However, the spiritual energy between the sky and the earth became more frantic and restless at this moment.

Teng!Teng!Teng!
There were bursts of churning sounds, and immediately after that, clusters of purple fire dragons were seen flying up quickly behind him.

"The old tricks are useless to me!"

Yang Mucheng snorted coldly, and crushed his right hand forward!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The giant palm crushed it down.

There were only continuous explosions, and the purple fire dragons were completely wiped out suddenly.

"I don't believe it anymore! It's a big deal, the old man will die with you!"

A gleam of determination flashed in Sun Duyuan's eyes, and he actually had the heart to die generously.He squeezed his hands fiercely in front of him, and suddenly a strange force quickly swept across the spot, and the shattered flames were actually pulled together by this force, and gathered together rapidly.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a shocking dragon howl suddenly resounded.

The purple flames billowed, forming a wild dragon with a length of more than a hundred feet. The tumbling purple flames completely covered the entire night with a layer of mystery.Lifelike dragon scales, tough and resolute dragon horns, elegant and turbulent dragon whiskers...

If you compare the previous attack with the current one, the previous one is not even a loach, it is just a small earthworm.

"Old monster Yang, die for me!"

Sun Duyuan let out a roar, and then the Zilong rolled up, rushing towards Yang Mucheng recklessly.

however.

Just when Zilong was about to attack, Yang Mucheng's huge palm was already photographed in the air.It directly blasted the purple flame fire dragon into nothingness, and the shocking giant palm was even more powerful, and it fell down with a bang, slapping Sun Duyuan under the palm.

this moment.

Yang Mucheng is like a peerless undead demon!
(End of this chapter)