Rebirth of the best emperor

Chapter 220
Looking at Wang Mang in amazement, Zhao Molan backed up a few feet suddenly, using his kung fu to force the poison.

Wang Mang sighed in his heart, quickly clicked on the system, and clicked directly to learn the evil sword manual.

It's not that Wang Mang didn't want to rush up and give Zhao Molan a hard time, but Zhao Molan had already prepared himself. When he backed up, the innate masters around him surrounded him and protected him.

Fortunately, Wang Mang knew that with Zhao Molan's strength, there was no very good chance. It was almost impossible to kill Zhao Molan with the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. Time to choose to learn the evil sword manual.

Although according to Lu Yao, the Evil Resisting Sword is an artifact of the most yin, and it can also deal with Zhao Molan, but according to the system, it really takes the most yin kung fu.

At the critical moment, although Wang Mang was still a little worried about the evil sword, he couldn't care less at this time.

In just a moment, Wang Mang entered the learning state of the evil sword manual, and within a minute, Wang Mang was immersed in the vastness of the evil sword.

At the moment, although Zhao Molan noticed that Wang Mang was a little abnormal, the toxicity of the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle was extremely strong. Zhao Molan devoted all his energy to forcing the poison, which was not enough, and he had no time to take care of Wang Mang's affairs.

Suddenly, the scene suddenly calmed down.

"What kind of weapon did His Majesty use just now? It's so powerful!"

"I don't know, Zhao Molan looks like he has been poisoned!"

"It seems that there is still more to see in this battle, but what is His Majesty doing now?"

"I don't know, it can't just be practicing martial arts!"

"Hahaha."

1 minute seems to be very slow, but it actually flies by in the blink of an eye. Wang Mang and Zhao Molan opened their eyes almost immediately and looked at each other. However, compared to just now, Zhao Molan's face was a little paler, and all the bruises on his palms All the poison was forced back to one finger by Zhao Molan's great skill. Looking around, a finger on Zhao Molan's right hand was shiny black.

Pointing at Wang Mang, Zhao Molan said coldly: "Your Majesty really impressed me. I never thought that His Majesty's hands are full of such blood-sealed throat poison. If this guess is right, the one that Zhao Zhiheng found last time The priest will die from your poison."

Wang Mang was in high spirits at the moment, the real evil sword was as Wang Mang had guessed, it didn't need to be practiced in the palace at all, the sword technique was treacherous, it was really dark and evil, and it had infinite power and infinite changes.

Hearing Zhao Molan speak, Wang Mang chuckled and said, "You have good eyesight!"

"In addition to my good eyesight, my strength is even better!" Zhao Molan said with a smile: "Besides, if my guess is correct, your hidden weapon should be a one-time consumption hidden weapon. You used it up just now, so it should be gone now. .”

"So what?" Wang Mang said with a smile.

"How?" Zhao Molan laughed loudly, pointed at Wang Mang and said coldly, "You are not as strong as this seat, and you have used up all the hidden weapons in your hands. You said that you have nothing to do but die!"

"It's too loud!" Lu Yao exclaimed unhappily.

"Little girl, don't meddle in your own business. Others are afraid of your Lu family, but I am not afraid!" Zhao Molan smiled, looked at Wang Mang and said, "Don't expect those innate masters behind you to help me, Liu Four, Xie San, Wang Wu, Zhang San, and Zhao Da, you all brought people to this seat to stare at these people, and this seat does not want anyone to disturb the decisive battle with His Majesty!"

"Young master, don't worry, we will live up to your entrustment!"

Several long howls suddenly sounded from behind Zhao Molan, and five innate masters directly killed Lu Yuan and the others, followed by dozens of black shadows, all of whom were elite shadow assassins .

The best defense is offense!

Zhao Molan was undoubtedly proficient in this way, and all the masters under his command shot at the people behind Wang Mang. In this way, no matter how many masters were behind Wang Mang, under the current circumstances, he would be powerless to rescue Wang Mang in a short time.

The battle between masters is fleeting.

Zhao Molan didn't fight for a long time, but only for the day and night. In an instant, Zhao Molan let out a long laugh, lifted the spear stuck on the ground behind him, and with a flick of the spear, he stabbed at Wang Mang viciously.

Only when he faced this spear directly, did Wang Mang know how powerful Zhao Molan's marksmanship is.

But the strength of Wang Mang one minute ago and Wang Mang one minute later is equally different. The sound of the sword in Wang Mang's hand suddenly sounded, and a rusty sword suddenly appeared in Wang Mang's hand. When the sword first appeared, It was still stained with rust, but under the stimulation of Wang Mang's vitality, all the rust disappeared in just a moment, and the sharpness suddenly bloomed.

With the sword in hand, I have the world!

Wang Mang stretched out his long sword, and gently swung it towards Zhao Molan, just like the sunset over a long river, or a tree falling without bounds. Within one move, there are countless changes and futures. This is no longer a simple sword technique, it is similar to In Taoism.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Countless sword shadows flashed in Zhao Molan's eyes, and he screamed wildly. As the spear flew, hundreds of spears were fired in an instant, and he blocked Wang Mang's sword with his absolute strength.

Wang Mang swung his sword away from the sky, stepped on the seven stars, his long sword trembled in his hand, and his whole body was running, he didn't care about the endless chill emanating from Zhao Molan's body.

Sure enough, it's Zhiyin Kungfu versus Zhiyin Kungfu!

Sure enough, Wang Mang's Xin Dao system did not lie to himself, and this Evil Resisting Sword is indeed the most yin kung fu. With this magical body protection, Wang Mang and Zhao Molan's strength has been pulled to the same level. To be precise, Wang Mang's strength has already Stronger than Zhao Molan.

Zhao Molan clearly felt this change. When the spear moved, the entire body of the spear was instantly covered with a layer of snow-white ice, and Zhao Molan's surroundings were as cold as winter, so cold that it was not like the world.

Wang Mang couldn't help but change color. For a moment, Wang Mang felt that he had been slightly affected again.

Damn it, what kind of kung fu is this, how can it be so evil!
Wang Mang scolded in his heart, and shook the long sword in his hand. Under the full power of the evil swordsmanship, Wang Mang was as fast as lightning, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Zhao Molan's eyebrows.

Quick fight!

Wang Mang already felt that if he allowed Zhao Molan to use it, even if he had mastered the evil sword, he might not be able to win Zhao Molan.Zhao Molan himself knew this, and it was the first time he avoided Wang Mang's sword and dodged.

"No way, Zhao Molan is actually hiding!"

"Didn't he still have the upper hand just now? Why is he invincible!"

"Your Majesty is really amazing!"

"It's not that His Majesty is powerful, but His Majesty's sword is powerful!"

"That sword should be the legendary evil sword! It really is the most powerful sword in the world!"

"Not just the sword, have you found that His Majesty's swordsmanship is very similar to the legendary swordsmanship to ward off evil?"

"When you put it that way, it really looks like it! But when did the Evil Resisting Sword become so powerful?"

"The Evil Resisting Sword is powerful in the first place. Otherwise, how could the Lin family run rampant in the world? It's not very powerful now, it's just that they don't have real skills. Looking at your majesty's situation, maybe you really got the real copy of the Evil Resisting Sword!"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Wang Mang pointed his sword across the air and pointed directly at Zhao Molan. At this moment, time and space seemed to have no influence on Wang Mang's sword strike.

At the critical juncture, Zhao Molan's expression changed drastically, and he swung his spear horizontally, directly blocking in front of him. At the critical moment, he blocked Wang Mang's fatal sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the spear in Zhao Molan's hand was cut off by Wang Mang's sword!
Do not!
Zhao Molan let out a miserable cry. Most of his unique skills come from this long spear. When this long spear fell into his hands, his master once told him that if one day this spear is interrupted, It is also difficult for others to survive.

Zhao Molan also asked his master, what would he do if this day really happened?

His master just told him to run as far as he can!
Regarding this, Zhao Molan just sneered, how could Zhao Molan, such a genius, escape in embarrassment, and the spear in his hand was even more awesome than a divine weapon, how could it break?

So in the face of his master's warning, Zhao Molan agreed on the surface, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He never left room for doing things, and never planned to fail. At this moment, how could he escape!

What's more, running away is not his style!
Ah!
Zhao Molan held a broken gun in both hands, and threw it viciously at Wang Mang!
Although the spear was broken, Zhao Molan's broken spear filled with vitality was like a magic weapon.

With a flick of the long sword, Wang Mang broke the spear with the sword, turned his footsteps, moved the long sword, and stabbed at Zhao Molan again.

Evil warding swordsmanship excels in treachery and changes in many ways. It seems that Wang Mang's sword strikes across the sky, but in fact there are countless sword moves in this sword, which almost blocks Zhao Molan's six directions from front to back, left, right, up and down. deadly.

There is still a saying that the saint makes a move, but this evil sword technique is extremely vicious, leaving no room for retreat, and not giving a retreat.

What kind of person is Zhao Molan, and what a vicious vision he has!

From Wang Mang's sword, he seemed to see the truth of heaven and earth. He knew that with his strength, even if the spear was still in his hand, he couldn't dodge it. The strength has increased so much.

Ah!
Amid Zhao Molan's roar, all the blood vessels visible to the naked eye burst all over his body, and the temperature around his body suddenly dropped by tens of degrees. In the blink of an eye, a wall of ice appeared in front of Zhao Molan. .

"What kind of skill is this!"

"How could there be an ice wall!"

"It's so cold!"

The onlookers were stunned when they saw the scene in front of Zhao Molan. With their brains, they couldn't imagine how Zhao Molan made such a large ice wall in front of him.

Wang Mang was also a little surprised, he refused to accept the sword move, and stabbed the ice wall in front of Zhao Molan with one sword.

click!
The ice wall caused Wang Mang's sword to pierce a few ice cubes and fell to the ground, but the sword's momentum stopped. Behind the ice wall, Zhao Molan laughed and said: "Your Majesty, your swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but you No matter how powerful it is, what can it do to me?"

"You're too happy too soon!"

Wang Mang glanced at Zhao Molan coldly, retracted the long sword in his hand, and suddenly made a sword gesture, then the sword body shook, and stabbed at the ice wall again. Amid Zhao Molan's sneer, the long sword in Wang Mang's hand The moment the sword pierced the ice wall, it spun suddenly, like a high-speed spinning awl, directly punching a small hole in Zhao Molan's ice wall.

"This is impossible!"

Amid Zhao Molan's roar, Wang Mang's sword directly pierced through the ice wall, and pierced fiercely between Zhao Molan's eyebrows!
(End of this chapter)