reborn as emperor

Chapter 645 645. Start of the Spirit Sword Ranking [Second Update]

But see.

The huge and luxurious mausoleum has already been knocked out of a hole that is several meters long.Along the edge of the hole, large chunks of rock kept falling down crazily, crackling and falling to the ground, making bursts of booming noises and splashing a cloud of smoke.

Everyone looked towards the hole, and happened to be able to see Yan Dongsheng who was shot out.

Yan Dongsheng's body shook, and in mid-air, he let go of the force of the punch.On his chest, there was a fist mark half an inch deep, with the fist mark at the center, half of the surrounding ribs collapsed, and cracks in the skin and muscles were faintly visible.

"Ok?"

Yang Mucheng frowned.

I see.

The injury caused by his previous punch recovered rapidly at this moment, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As expected of a Nascent Soul strongman, the resilience is so terrifying!"

tearing~
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Dongsheng tore off his shirt violently, revealing his body covered with hideous scars.On his right chest, there is also an extremely conspicuous blood-colored skull head.

"I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you, the master and uncle of the Wan Dao Sword Sect, are not a person who has a reputation. However, you are not a Nascent Soul, and you still don't know the horror of a Nascent Soul strong. The Nascent Soul strong The physical body has stronger resilience than you can imagine."

"Even if you kill me, I can still live on Nascent Soul!"

Yang Mucheng looked at Yan Dongsheng quietly, without speaking, his body slowly floated up from the hole in the mausoleum.

He stared at Yan Dongsheng, then glanced at the sky, couldn't help frowning, and let out a long sigh.

"Sigh? Scared?" Yan Dongsheng sneered, "Unfortunately, it's too late!"

Yang Mucheng shook his head: "It's really tricky to be a strong Nascent Soul. The reason why I sigh is because it seems that I can't keep up with the list of spirit swords..."

original.

This battle has already dawned.

……

When the day was just getting dark.

The people from the 36 sects came to the central meeting place of the city of chaos under the leadership of their respective elders.Originally, Ling Xiao, who was number one in the last Spirit Sword Ranking, should be the one who attracted the attention of all.However, due to Yang Mucheng's unexpected birth, everyone in Chaos City focused on Wan Dao Sword Sect.

"People from Wan Dao Sword Sect are here..."

"Look!"

"Lu Xie, Tianchen...they're all here. Hey, Old Demon Yang isn't here! He's the hottest guy this time!"

"That's right, if he doesn't come, then there will be one missing point in this spirit sword list."

When everyone finds out.

After the absence of Yang Mucheng in the Wan Dao Sword Sect's team, everyone immediately showed extremely disappointed expressions.

after all.

The conflict that broke out between Yang Mucheng and Dishi Annihilation Sect almost spread throughout the city of chaos.And his master-uncle also made everyone look forward to it.But unfortunately, he was absent!
"Why isn't master uncle coming!"

Yu Feixuan glanced across the venue, unable to hide her eagerness.

If it wasn't for Yang Mucheng's breath of life, she would have mobilized all the people in the Sword Sect to search for it. "Maybe, he forgot about the spirit sword list this time..."

Ling Xiao swept across the camp of Wan Dao Jianzong, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Why doesn't Old Devil Yang come? I heard that many people will use him for this time's Spirit Sword Ranking!"

"What trouble did he get into?"

"You don't know, he is the grand uncle of Wan Dao Sword Sect. For him, Wan Dao Sword Sect even took out the ten thousand killing order. Many disciples of the sect want to defeat him openly and squarely in this battle of the Spirit Sword Ranking He, so that he can make a name for himself!"

"That's right, besides that, there is also the Huozong of Hanchenye who also wants to attack Yang Mucheng."

"Then this time, he is the enemy of everyone! Could it be that he knows that there are too many people who are hostile to him this time, so he dare not come at all!"

Many people whispered.

His absence made many people regret.

……

Outside the city of chaos, there is a forest more than [-] miles away.

Yan Dongsheng was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Hahaha, Yang Mucheng! It's ridiculous that you still want to participate in the Spirit Sword Ranking when your death is imminent. As I said earlier, you can't go anywhere, so I can only send you on your way!"

Clang!
Yan Dongsheng raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Yang Mucheng from afar.

"It seems that it can only be done as soon as possible!"

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes.

he knows.

If it is delayed any longer, I'm afraid I will really miss the Spirit Sword Ranking.His well-known mission has not been completed until now, only the last step.The name of this master uncle did not allow him to complete this step, only the spirit sword list can!

Without talking nonsense, Yang Mucheng raised the Xingluo Xuanye Sword.

"drink!"

Yan Dongsheng's body was suspended, and his scarred face became more and more ferocious.The right hand that was holding the long sword drew back fiercely, and veins like earthworms quickly emerged from the back of his hand, and quickly spread to the entire arm.

in contrast.

His originally frightening and turbulent inner strength quickly restrained at this moment, and the suffocating breath seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment.However, Yan Dongsheng felt a terrible feeling at this moment, like the calm before the storm, like the depression before the volcanic eruption.

Everyone in the Yingui Sect crawled out of the mausoleum in a panic. Looking at the scene in the sky, their expressions suddenly became horrified.

Unexpected.

As soon as Yan Dongsheng moved, he jumped out like a cheetah, with a blood-red afterimage of a frightened behind.At the same time, the long sword in his hand pointed forward.A sword glow more than [-] meters long blasted out like lightning, without any warning, it suddenly shot in front of Yang Mucheng.

boom!
Yang Mucheng opened his eyes angrily, facing this horrifying blow, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward fiercely with an aura of no hesitation.

At the same time, he also quickly swung the Xingluo Xuanye sword.

boom--

The ear-piercing whistling sound of thousands of steel needles resounded crazily at this moment.All I saw was that along the tip of Yang Mucheng's sword, a cloud ring whose air was cut apart appeared amazingly.A golden half-moon blade that was not inferior to the blood-colored sword glow swept across the void, and suddenly collided with the sword glow.

The horrified attack smashed together fiercely.

In mid-air, there was a continuous roar like sea water.This ear-piercing loud sound turned into invisible sound waves in an instant.Wherever it passed, rocks cracked and trees crushed.In the forest, those monsters with a slightly lower cultivation base were directly burst by the viscera of the shock, bleeding from the seven orifices, and died on the spot.

"No, sonic attack!"

Wang Renjie was terrified. He hurriedly poured his inner strength into his palms, covered his ears, and at the same time reminded everyone to back away.

I see.

The place where the sound waves spread out was hundreds of feet in radius and was directly razed to the ground in that instant.

Teng!
The moment the attacks of the two sides collided, Yang Mucheng and Yan Dongsheng seemed to have made an appointment, and rushed towards each other frantically!

(End of this chapter)