reborn as emperor

Chapter 533 532. Sword breaking the sky VS giving up a sword [Eighteen more]

"So what if you reached the middle stage of the golden core? You burn your blood, life, and golden core. Your body has reached its limit. How long you can last is only a stick of incense at most!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

This battle, he has won.

What Wan Jianling did was just a dying struggle.When the time comes, his body will completely shatter and turn into dust!
"One stick of incense time is enough to kill you!"

Wan Jianling narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, his originally pitch-black hair quickly turned gray.The crystal clear skin becomes dry and dull.The plump muscles gradually withered.But his pair of pupils became more and more sharp, as dazzling as the scorching sun.

at last!

When Wan Jianling's aura reached its peak, he made a move.

"go with!"

Wan Jianling pushed his right hand and slashed with his fingers, this sword cut the earth in half.Even the Xiliang Peak behind Yang Mucheng was split open by him like cutting vegetables.The sword spread 800 meters, and from a distance, it looked like a huge sky had fallen from the sky.

"Humph!"

Yang Mucheng's face was slightly solemn, he clenched his fists, his long hair raised, and his robe fluttered.Facing this sword, he didn't dodge it at all, and just punched it in the air.With just a pair of fleshy palms, he was able to easily block Wan Jianling's Seven Flood Dragon Transformations before, but under this blow, even though he shattered the sword, he was shocked back dozens of steps .

At this time, Wan Jianling's second attack had arrived.

He grabbed the void with his right hand, and the aura between the heaven and the earth boiled up at this moment, and a long sword suddenly appeared in the void, slashing towards Yang Mucheng.In the end, they merged with each other and condensed into a shocking long sword, which slashed down in the air!

"At the early stage of Golden Core, it's extremely difficult to be tough at the middle stage of Golden Core!" Jiang Chen looked at the battlefield and shook his head secretly. "Below the golden core, the realm of strength is still relatively vague. But above the golden core, every small weight is a qualitative change. Although Wan Jianling is not a real golden core mid-stage powerhouse, he barely has the power of the golden core mid-stage .Yang Mucheng might find it hard to resist!"

The ancestors of Longtang watched Wan Jianling's attack, one of them was terrified, and the other was fascinated.

They were full of confidence in Yang Mucheng, but they couldn't help but feel worried when they saw such a terrifying attack by Wan Jianling.Who would have imagined that there would be such a terrifying gap between the early and mid-stage Golden Core?

Yang Mucheng ordered the Nine Dragons Flying Swords to merge into one, and shattered the sword glow in the sky.

Immediately.

The sword light burst and turned into countless spiritual mist, drifting around.

"Come again!"

Wan Jianling shouted again, and grabbed again.But he saw that the spiritual energy gathered and turned into tens of thousands of long swords, which fell towards Yang Mucheng like rain.Yang Mucheng frowned slightly, stood in the field, separated the Nine Dragon Flying Swords again, formed a sword shield, and crushed countless spiritual energy swords.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A real sword with spiritual energy collided with the Nine Dragon Flying Sword, bursting out bursts of shocking spiritual mist, and the entire battlefield seemed to be transformed into a fairyland on earth.

Yang Mucheng looked at Wan Jianling, sneered and said:

"Wan Jianling, you burned everything and reached the middle stage of Golden Core, do you only have such a little strength? If that's all, you will definitely die!"

"Is it?"

Seeing the last real spiritual sword being completely shredded, Wan Jianling remained expressionless.

With his hands behind his back, he rushed forward.A pair of pupils stared at Yang Mucheng firmly.At the same time, the spiritual mist all over the sky gathered on his body, and under this boundless spiritual energy, his whole body began to disintegrate at this moment.

The skin dissipates, revealing the muscles.Then the muscles turned into dust, not only this, but also the meridians, bones, and blood of his whole body, including the internal organs, were completely decomposed in this spiritual energy.Then, under the fusion of spiritual energy, all these decomposed pieces quickly turned into a sword glow, rushing towards Yang Mucheng!
"Old Demon Yang, take my last strike!"

"This is……"

Jiang Chen stared round his eyes and cried out.

Although Wan Jianling reached the middle stage of Golden Core through the secret method, his strength is still slightly behind the real middle stage of Golden Core. Now this sword is a sword of the real middle stage of Golden Core.

"As expected of Wan Jianling, the King of Assassins, his sword actually possesses such power. I'm afraid Old Demon Yang won't be able to withstand this sword no matter how strong he is!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Wan Jianling's sword gambled his whole life's cultivation and the remaining thousand years of life, which is simply beyond common sense."

"Yes!"

"Old Demon Yang has won the good fortune of the world, and set up a shocking situation in this Xiliang Peak, and played with all the warriors. But he ignored Wan Jianling, the master of the Dragon Palace, Old Demon Yang. How could Wan Jianling not jump over the wall and fight you desperately when Wan Jianling was driven to a desperate situation?"

As for everyone in Dragon Palace, their hearts were all caught.

But see.

Wan Jianling's powerful and fierce sword put everything he had in it, and it was even more condensed to the extreme.As soon as this sword is released, it may be just a child's play to open mountains and crack rocks. Even the real mid-stage Golden Core powerhouse will fall here.

"it is good!"

Yang Mucheng nodded heavily.

He flicked his finger.

Bixi, Pulao, Jiaotu.

Three flying swords jumped out quickly,
Snap your fingers again:

Chiwen, Taotie, Yazi, Biyan, Suanni, and Papi also flew together.

"I broke the sky with this sword, and I'm here to receive your final blow!"

Yang Mucheng opened his eyes angrily, and pointed forward.

In the next moment, the Nine Dragons Flying Swords formed a line and swept towards the front.

Under the dim night sky of Xiliang Peak.

Hao Tianzhou and Nichuanzhou, the two most powerful masters, are fighting.Wan Jianling has cultivated his whole life to control his sword, and this move has a sword aura soaring to the sky, just like the Milky Way above the sky, bright and awe-inspiring.Yang Mucheng's Nine Dragon Flying Sword is actually a lightning that ravages the void!

"After this trick, Old Devil Yang will be able to live!"

"If you can't continue, Old Devil Yang will die!"

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked forward.

Look at this last sword!
even.

Even Jiang Chen, who had been watching the battle in secret, held his breath at this moment.With his identity and strength as a disciple of Wan Dao Sword Sect, it is hard to see who is stronger!
Until, the attacks of both sides collided together!
"boom!"

The terrifying internal energy was crushed crazily, and two soaring sword intents collided together, bursting out with a radiance.Even at this moment, even the night was completely torn apart.In this glare, the gigantic Xiliang Peak completely disappeared...

The warriors around were also swallowed by this terrifying sword energy!

"Holy!"

The ancestor of Longtang exclaimed endlessly.

"Old Devil Yang lost?"

Jiang Chen rounded his eyes.

because.

At the moment when the strong light burst out, everyone could clearly see that Yang Mucheng's Nine Dragon Flying Sword was unceremoniously knocked away by Wan Jianling.However, after the confrontation with Nine Dragons Flying Sword, Wan Jianling's life-saving sword not only did not weaken, but became more and more intense.

Because Wan Jianling saw the hope of beheading Yang Mucheng!

however……

Everyone was shocked when the light that was comparable to the blazing sun dissipated.

(End of this chapter)