Zongwu: Two Thousand Years Later, I Will Be the Emperor of Heaven!

　　Otherwise, if he wants to take revenge, it will be extremely difficult.

　　The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, Fengshen's Fury!

　　In the roar, Yan Zangfeng absorbed his own skills and created a phantom image of a god that was more than ten feet high and almost filled the mountainside, and attacked Ren Qianxing Thunder.

　　"Yan Zangfeng, you!"

　　Ren Qianxing had discovered Yan Zangfeng long ago, and thought that the other party would not dare to come forward.Unexpectedly, he actually exploded and shot at himself.

　　Unprepared, he slapped his backhand, condensed a golden dragon phantom, and even pulled out his saber.

　　Hey!

　　In the sound of the dragon's roar, Ren Qianxing's palm condensed into a shadow of a golden dragon, and met Yan Zangfeng's wrath.

　　Ren Qianxing and Yan Zangfeng are comparable in martial arts, and they are both in the realm of masters.

　　Now that Yan Zangfeng is almost plotting against him, Ren Qianxing is not ready, which affects the situation.

　　puff!

　　Fengshen's anger resisted the mighty dragon's palm, and his skills were confronted.

　　"Yan Zangfeng, you are despicable!"

　　"I learn it from you!"

　　After the sneak attack gained the upper hand, Yan Zangfeng gained unforgiving power and launched a continuous attack on Ren Qianxing. He absorbed the power of Fengshen of the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, and the offensive continued like a cloud.

　　"presumptuous!"

　　Guan Yutian could just sit back and watch his disciple be bullied, put aside the casting of the Lingshuang Sword for the time being, and hit it out with one palm. .

Chapter 229

　　Hey!

　　The same power dragon palm, in the hands of Guan Yutian himself, is far more powerful than Ren Qianxing.

　　"Fengshen is angry!"

　　Yan Zangfeng regards Guan Yutian as the enemy who killed his father. The enemy is very jealous when he meets him, and his palms merge, and he once again uses his housekeeping skills.

　　In front of Guan Yutian, Yan Zangfeng's Heavenly Will Four Symbols Art can only be regarded as third-rate martial arts.

　　Click!

　　Yan Zangfeng's body was shaken and flew out, like a meteor sliding in the belly of this mountain, and fell firmly on the mountain wall, causing cracks to appear on the thick mountain wall.

　　"Water is coming!"

　　Jianxiong, who was in love with Yan Zangfeng, couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the man injured.

　　"Go!"

　　When Lingshuangjian is born, there must be a battle.

　　This point, all those present were well aware that Xiongba, Jianzun and others wanted all the rivers and lakes; Li Shimin and Yu Wenhuaji were trying to get their hands on the rivers and mountains.

　　Although the fruit is big, it can only be enjoyed by one person!

　　Yan Zangfeng rashly shot at Ren Qianxing in revenge for being knocked off the cliff by Ren Qianxing, like a spark falling into a powder keg.

　　Xiongba Tiger's eyes bloomed with murderous intent, and without hesitation, he ordered the three major disciples who followed him, as well as other masters of the world.

　　"Yes!"

　　Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng led the order in unison, and together with the world's congregation masters, they rushed towards the others present.

　　"Give it all to me!"

　　"kill!"

　　Except for Yan Zangfeng, everyone else was ready to fight against each other, and the masters of the world would start, and the masters of Yuwen Clan, Li Clan, Zhujiancheng, Supreme League and other masters also attacked.

　　Dozens of nearly a hundred masters with cultivation bases are generally in the innate, and even grandmaster, great grandmaster realm, arousing boundless frenzy.

　　clang!clang!clang!

　　The elite cavalry masters brought by Li Shimin in black armor, in groups of three, fought together with knives, axes and spears.

　　Facing a distant enemy, stab with a long spear, and when the opponent approaches, the sword and axe will come out, the big axe greets the upper body, and the steel knife greets the lower body.

　　Although the Xuanjia elite cavalry cannot be called a first-class master, those who can protect Li Shimin closely are all elite soldiers with rich combat experience.

　　Yu Wenhua and the masters he brought this time are all corners of the world recruited by the Yuwen clan, and they can't take advantage of the mysterious knights.

　　Soldiers to soldiers, to generals.

　　Yu Wenhua took out his saber and personally fought against Li Shimin.

　　Roar!

　　Although the old injury has not been healed, the ice tiger still appears behind him, as if the western white tiger in myths and legends came to the world.

　　With one knife swung out, the ice tiger swung its claws, and dozens of nearly a hundred knifes were endless, turning into a long river of splendor, and it was about to cut Li Shimin under the knife.

　　"The Yuwen Clan's Bing Xuanjin is well-deserved. Unfortunately, Lord Yuwen is injured and can't kill me'~!"

　　Li Shimin's weapon was also a treasured saber. After instilling his power into it, the blade turned purple, like a thunderbolt.

　　Therefore, this sword is called - Thunder God Sword!

　　Li Shimin uses the sword as a soldier, and uses the eight methods of the gods handed down from the monks - Lei Zhen to ward off evil spirits!

　　The piercing sword energy condensed into a purple thunderbolt that was more than ten feet long, and Li Shimin's face was dyed purple, as if the god of thunder in myths and legends had descended into the world.

　　Xu Yu, Yu Wenhua's Tiger Soul Sword, and Li Shimin's Thunder Sword have clashed countless times. Yu Wenhua and the sword qi that is almost everywhere are broken by Li Shimin's record - Lei Zhen warding off evil spirits, and the two treasured swords are glued together.

　　Damn, if it wasn't for Lao Tzu's injuries, it would have been easy to kill you, Li Shimin!

　　Looking at each other, Yu Wenhua felt that his opponent's skill was inferior to his own, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he secretly said in his heart.

　　Yu Wenhuaji's Bing Xuanjin is far worse than Yuwenshang's.

　　Li Shimin didn't say a word, all his emotions were buried deep in his heart, and this thought crossed his mind.

　　While thinking about it, two figures passed sideways, and the Tiger Soul Divine Sword and the Thunder Divine Sword also separated.

　　Li Shimin's left shoulder and Yu Wenhua's lower abdomen all had a piece of clothing torn open.

　　…………

　　"Guan Yutian, take your life!"

　　During the chaos, Jian Zun went to Shangguan Yutian.

　　The fierce blood sword swayed, and the nine swords were like rainbows, which evolved into nine sword dragons, eight of which were locked in the eight directions of the official Yutian.

　　The last stegosaurus fed back to Jianzun's fierce blood sword body, the fierce blood sword was shining brightly, and Jianzun appeared on the top of Guan Yutian's head, and he was about to kill Guan Yutian on the spot.

　　Sword Sovereign has no more than sixty years, so he decided to violate the agreement of the year.

　　In the face of Sword Sovereign's ninth-level Chenglong Slash, Guan Yutian did not dodge or evade, as if the imminent killing intent did not exist at all, or he was frightened.

　　Zizizi!

　　When Jian Zun was divided into nine, and the nine sword qi that echoed from afar were about to be added, Guan Yutian finally moved.

　　With his body surface as the center, three feet of body showed invisible energy, like a huge hood, covering him in it.

　　Innate Astral Qi!

　　This is Guan Yutian's true housekeeping skills.

　　clang!

　　The ninth level of Jianzun's Dragon Slashing Sword Qi has no trace of Shangguan Yutian, and the innate qi that has just reached the sun will not be close to the official Yutian body if a mud cow enters the sea.

　　The nine sword energies were completely eliminated, and a great shocking power was transmitted to Jian Zun.

　　Boom!

　　Although the Sword of Violent Blood was a divine weapon sought after by people in all corners of the world, it was still broken into two pieces by Guan Yutian's innate qi.

　　tread!tread!tread!

　　The saber was destroyed, and Sword Master staggered back to the ground, his breath was sluggish, his throat rolled up and down, a mouthful of blood had reached his mouth, and he swallowed it back.

　　"｀ 〃 Sword Master, come to your life!"

　　Guan Yutian gained power and was unforgiving, and the powerful dragon palms came out one after another, and he was about to kill Jianzun on the spot.

　　Bang!

　　Sword Sovereign's skill is far from Guan Yutian's. Even if he raises his palm to meet the enemy, he is not an opponent at all in such a naked internal strength contest.

　　The palms touched each other, and the aftermath spread to the four fields, causing the earth to tremble.

　　Jian Zun only felt that the skills that he had cultivated for decades, such as facing the surging tide of blood, the corners of his mouth bleed from the stalemate for only a moment.

　　If there is no accident, at most a dozen or so fingers, Jian Zun will have to be beaten back by Guan Yutian, breaking his own meridians and internal organs.

　　…………

　　"Yan Zangfeng, die!"

　　New hatred and old hatred, Ren Qianxing has no brotherly affection for Yan Zangfeng, only the murderous intention that is inseparable.

　　When the bloody battle began, Ren Qianxing went to Yan Zangfeng, and started a swordsmanship.

　　The most indispensable thing in this sword casting pool is probably swords. Yan Zangfeng, who was injured by Guan Yutian, did not know where to get a sword, and fought with his former righteous brother, who is now an eternal enemy. .

Chapter 230

　　Martial arts, internal strength, Yan Zangfeng and Ren Qianxing are almost on the same level, but there is one thing that cannot be taught.

　　That is, experience!

　　Since Ren Qianxing entered the gate of Guan Yutian, he fought for Guan Yutian everywhere. He experienced blood and rain every day, and his experience was not inferior to that of the old rivers and lakes.