Emperor Da Liang was not a swordsman, nor did he have any skills to control flying swords. The reason why he could make that ancient bronze sword fly through the air was all due to his powerful cultivation level. As the top martial artist in the world, Emperor Da Liang
He is still no different from other warriors, he still knows nothing about the so-called Taoism.
The old man in gray robe was stunned for a moment as he looked at the flying sword that flew through the air. A mysterious aura rippled out from in front of him, gradually turning into two auras of black and white. After constantly entangled in front of him, a mysterious aura gradually opened up.
The pattern seems to have two entangled black and white fish flowing in it.
The ancient bronze sword came through the air, and finally stopped in front of the pattern, hovering and wailing.
Emperor Daliang waved his sleeves, and a majestic aura surged out from the palm of his hand, hitting the ancient bronze sword. With the blessing of this powerful warrior, the ancient bronze sword instantly moved forward several feet. Strangely, when the sword
The tip of the sword crashed into the pattern, but did not appear from the other side. Instead, one could only watch the ancient bronze sword being gradually swallowed up, leaving only the hilt and the half-foot long blade.
Gan Yong spat out a large mouthful of blood. His natal flying sword was forcibly taken away by Emperor Liang, but the connection was still there. He could naturally feel the damage suffered by his natal flying sword at this moment.
The old man in gray robe stopped the flying sword and couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty is so seriously injured, but he still has such strength. It's really surprising."
Before Emperor Liang could speak, the old man in gray robe added: "But that's the end of it, Your Majesty. I'll wait for a few people to see Your Majesty on his way."
Emperor Liang said oh and said with a casual smile: "I have no intention of dying here."
The gray-robed old Taoist smiled and said: "Every living being in the world has his own destiny, and you can't control it at all."
"Life? Someone wanted me to die, but I didn't die. Now that you want me to die, I have to ask you, are you worthy?"
Emperor Liang laughed loudly and instantly closed the distance with the gray-robed old man, "There has never been such a thing as fate."
But before he could reach the gray-robed old man, a fierce fist tore the world apart and appeared not far in front of Emperor Daliang.
The Buddhist Vajra's body is no longer tall and has returned to the size of an ordinary person, but at this moment, his punches are still extremely powerful, and the golden light that is constantly flowing on his body makes him look like a real Buddha.
Emperor Daliang ducked sideways to avoid the fierce punch. When the opponent's second punch landed, he did not dodge, but also punched out. The moment the two punched each other, a powerful aura rippled from the fists of the two.
Come, scare away the wind and snow around you.
The powerful aura dispersed, and the Buddhist Vajra's body did not retreat, but only shook for a moment. Instead, Emperor Liang stood quietly on the spot, more like an old pine.
Let’s divide the difference between high and low.
But this is not a simple sparring, but a battle of life and death, so Buddhist Vajra just gritted his teeth and punched again.
The storm is blowing!
Emperor Liang's face was expressionless, but he was in a trance.
In the distance, Gan Yong's remaining three swords soared into the sky again and swept toward Emperor Daliang.
The old man in gray robe also pulled out a whisk in the air and waved it towards Emperor Liang. At this moment, countless silk waddings formed a dragnet, preventing this peerless martial artist from leaving.
The three finally joined forces.
This is what they want to do.
In order to kill Emperor Liang, he spared no effort.
Emperor Liang smiled slightly without any fear.
He had experienced countless more dangerous situations in his life, so how could he be afraid here?
He took a step forward and pulled out the ancient bronze sword that was swallowed by the strange pattern. The gray-robed old man's face changed slightly, and his breath fluctuated violently. He wanted to trap the ancient bronze sword in front of him, but he failed.
Succeeded.
Finally, the ancient bronze sword was pulled out by Emperor Daliang, and he slashed towards the Buddhist Vajra with one strike.
Buddhist King Kong did not hide, but raised his hands above his head, trying to stop this ancient bronze sword.
Emperor Liang had no expression on his face and slashed with his sword.
There was only a small amount of sword energy on the sword, but more of it was an indescribable terrifying aura. When it suddenly fell, the powerful aura spread out layer by layer. The Buddhist King Kong only blocked the initial aura, but
The countless breaths that followed immediately fell.
A sword mark appeared from his chest, and blood mixed with golden light flowed out.
The Buddhist Vajra has an ugly face. He takes the Buddhist Vajra as his foundation and has been practicing for many years. He has long been stronger than gold and stone. He also knows that the flying sword opposite is a rare weapon in the world. He also knows that the Emperor of Liang is a peerless martial artist.
But after all, he is just a martial artist, not a swordsman. No matter how good a flying sword is in his palm, what role can it play?
But the reality was this, that sword swing broke all his illusions, and he had to retreat, retreat again and again.
Fortunately, at this moment, Gan Yong's three flying swords had arrived at the scene and rescued this Buddhist Vajra.
Emperor Liang slashed at the flying sword Xinjing that flew first. The two swords intersected, and an extremely clear sound appeared between heaven and earth.
Then the second Mo Yun came back with endless sword energy. Emperor Liang raised his hand indifferently and slashed out with his sword again. This time when the two swords met, they didn't just intersect. Instead, they slashed down with one sword, directly killing Mo Yun.
Cut off, the flying sword was broken from the middle, turned into two halves and then shattered.
Emperor Daliang said calmly: "Of the four flying swords, this flying sword is the least interesting. Whether you show off or not is up to you. Why listen to what others say, and why should you change based on what others say? So this flying sword of yours is the least interesting."
It should exist in the world!”
The ink cloud broke, and Gan Yong in the distance spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face pale.
His mind trembled slightly, causing the flying sword to fall into the morning glow and lose its previous sharp power.
Emperor Liang chopped it open at will and began to whisper: "The four flying swords, the new mirror is as vigorous as when you were young, Mo Yun is as boring as middle age, and this one in my hand is even more so, it does not even belong to
You, as for the morning glow, it seems that this half-year-old has understood it. He still looks like a young man, but in fact he is still very old. The name of the sword is morning glow, but the sword body is like the sunset. Gan Yong, have you ever understood this in your life?
What does the word "Sword Immortal" mean?"
At the last word, Emperor Daliang's voice suddenly rose, just like Huang Zhongdalu hitting Gan Yong in the heart.
At this moment, the blind old swordsman looked even more confused.
Emperor Liang shook his head, cut open the monstrous silk wadding with a sword, and then looked at the gray-robed old Taoist in front of him, and said calmly: "Among these three people, that monk is obviously angry, and he will not be able to understand the greatness even after practicing for a thousand years.
As for the Vajra Realm, I don’t want to waste words with him. As for the old master, you have been practicing for so many years, but you have only cultivated a pseudo-Great Realm. Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”
The gray-robed old Taoist had an ugly face. As the ancestor of Sanliu Temple, he was highly respected wherever he went. No one had ever disrespected him in the slightest. But the Emperor of Liang in front of him spoke at this moment, his voice full of
It's ridicule and disdain.
"I have been practicing cultivation for many years, and my realm is real. I won't tolerate your nonsense!"
The gray-robed old Taoist shouted angrily, and the silk whisk in his hand surged up again.
Emperor Liang didn't say anything. He slashed open the silk wadding in front of him with one sword, and then landed on the pattern with another sword. The black and white groups were torn apart in an instant, and the gray-robed old man no longer had any barrier.
Emperor Daliang swung the ancient bronze sword in his hand and chopped into pieces a talisman thrown out by the gray-robed old man again.
The last sword cut directly cut open the gray-robed old Taoist. In an instant, the gray-robed old Taoist's flesh and blood withered instantly, and only one Taoist robe was torn open.
Looking at the Taoist robes falling in the wind and snow, Emperor Liang didn't seem to be surprised. He just said sarcastically: "It is indeed a turtle. There are so many turtle shells."
The gray-robed old Taoist reunited in the distance and looked at Emperor Daliang opposite with a shocked expression.
Emperor Liang shook his head, "Among the three of you, you have the highest level, but in my heart, you are the most unbearable."
This time, the old man in gray robe did not refute, as if he had already acquiesced to this fact.
After a moment of pause, the gray-robed old man took the initiative and asked: "Your Majesty, the emperor's intentions are hidden so deeply?"
Emperor Liang knew what the Taoist master was talking about, and just shook his head and said: "I knew that the journey south would not be smooth, and I could not avoid it, so I came here. As for the fact that you will die today, it is probably just because you are too weak."
The face of the gray-robed old Taoist changed slightly, but before he could speak, Emperor Liang had already arrived in front of the Buddhist King Kong. Facing the Buddhist King Kong who had previously clamored to compete with him, Emperor Liang just stretched out his hand and put it on his
He raised his head and said calmly: "Don't be so confused in the next life."
The gray-robed old Taoist looked at this scene with mixed emotions in his eyes, but in the end he just stretched out his hand tremblingly and started to form seals.
Lines of mysterious Taoist Qi slowly began to appear around him.
He will set up an earth-shattering killing array to completely kill the Emperor of Liang here!
For this reason, he would rather not care about the life or death of this Buddhist Vajra.
Emperor Liang didn't care at all, but the majestic Qi instantly poured into his body from the top of Buddhist King Kong's head.
The Buddhist Vajra could not struggle, and the golden light on his body was extinguished.
Emperor Liang let go of his hand, and the Buddhist Vajra collapsed and turned into a ball of mud.
Then he looked at the vitality of heaven and earth around him that had long become terrifying and abnormal.
Emperor Daliang calmly walked into the killing array that was spreading towards him, and then said with a smile: "Gan Yong, can I see your real sword?"
Gan Yong, who was in a daze, did not speak, but muttered to himself.
"Forget it, I can't wait for you too long. After I kill this old Taoist priest, if I still can't wait for your sword, it means I am not lucky enough to see the sword."
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Sorry, I was delayed for two days because of something. I'll try my best to make up for it.