Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 253 You are the Realm of a King, But You Are Not My One-Strike Enemy

Luo Jiuxuan did not explain, and when the battle between the two ancestors came to an end, the truth would naturally be revealed.

On the battlefield in the distance, Jing Wuying danced wildly with silver hair, long beard swaying furiously, and robes hunting, bringing the power of the king's domain to fight, mighty and turbulent, crushing the sky, with towering momentum, pushing the endless rivers and seas.

Ziyun Sword Saint is still sitting on Ziyun, with a smile on his mouth, naturally calm, untouched by the world of mortals, independent of the world, as if he has transcended the mundane, comprehended the Dao, and has the demeanor of an outsider.

"Ziyun, in today's battle, I will be ashamed, and you will surely die!"

Jing Wuying yelled loudly, his eyes opened angrily, and his aura was boundless, almost overturning the earth, and the bright moon was trembling wildly.

Ziyun Sword Master held the fly in his hand, his eyes were deep, quiet and peaceful, naturally rounded, without any imposing manner, just like an old man sitting quietly under an ancient tree, ordinary, ordinary, and seemed to be in harmony with heaven and earth, one with nature, and his soul roamed the universe In the starry sky, visualize Yunyun Avenue.

There are two patriarchs, one is as violent as thunder, and the other is as quiet as drizzle, the contrast is sharp, which one is better?
"Jing Wuying, you want to avenge your shame, but unfortunately, this wish will be buried deep in the thick soil with you."

Ziyun Sword Master smiled lightly, and then he made a move.

He didn't show any aura, didn't use any technique, and didn't show any murderous intent. He just shook the dust in his hand, like a breeze blowing out, without any power. Far worse.

But when this ray of breeze blew past, Jing Wuying's body stiffened in the middle of the journey, turbulent and ups and downs, and the aura like a dragon and a tiger also stopped abruptly in an instant!

Huhu
The breeze blows across the face, blows across the sky, swims across the mountains and rivers, and swings into the distance, until it dissipates, Jing Wuying remains motionless.

"Ziyun, you, how can you have such unpredictable power?"

It took a long time for Jing Wuying to speak, his voice was trembling, fearful, confused, and even more unbelievable!

When he said those words, his realm of kings began to collapse. The mountains and rivers in it were annihilated, the rivers were drying up, and even the divine charm of the heavenly dao began to be disturbed. Cracks extended like broken glass, and finally there was a bang, the realm of kings , completely collapsed, and dissipated like smoke in the air!

At the moment when the king's domain collapsed, Jing Wuying's body trembled violently, and his soul became more transparent. Stars of light flew out from under his feet, and they were slowly disappearing.
He didn't understand, he didn't understand why he couldn't even withstand the power of a breeze, and even his king's domain was vulnerable to a single blow. What kind of power is this? !

I thought it would be a bloody battle, but I didn't expect that I was so weak that I couldn't even bear the breeze that Ziyun waved casually. The gap was even bigger than before.

In the past, he could fight with Ziyun for hundreds of rounds before losing, but now, the opponent raises his hand to kill him, what a big gap is this?

"You are in the realm of the king, but you are not my enemy with one move. Mirror Wuying, haven't you seen such an obvious situation?" Ziyun Sword Saint raised his eyes lightly, and said lightly, without any surprise, as if Raising one's hand to kill a king is just done casually, as easy as picking flowers and leaves, making tea and drinking wine.

"You, have you broken through to the king of the realm of transformation, and promoted to the giant of the void realm!?" Jing Wuying finally woke up from the confusion, and suddenly raised his head with a look of horror.

Ziyun Sword Master sat silently, staring at the moon with his eyes, as if he had lost his mind and said nothing.

But Jing Wuying already knew the answer. He smiled miserably and murmured: "No wonder I lost so suddenly. It turned out that it was the mighty power of a giant, and it was a more profound and profound 'Tao'. I, a king, died at the hands of a giant." , not wronged, not wronged."

(End of this chapter)