Supreme Uprising - Chapter 915

[Chapter 889 Sword Ten, the cross sword breaks the sky]

“A madman, he actually committed such a suicide, does he think he is Yuan Zun?” Teng Snake Da Tianzun looked at Luo Yunyang, who was like a goddess Ling Jiuxiao, his eyes were full of contempt.

However, although he was full of ridicule towards Luo Yunyang at this time, his body quickly retreated.

He didn’t know how much power Luo Yunyang could use that Wanliu Yuanzun, so he quickly retreated, not ready to use his body to bear Luo Yunyang’s anger.

And that Yan holding a sword and other Nine Heavenly Venerates are also quickly retreating.

What remained in the void were the thirty-six celestial monuments belonging to the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, the thirty-six celestial monuments were formed by the gathering of divine patterns, and they were laughing up to the sky.

He didn’t look at Luo Yunyang, but looked at Yushan that day with his eyes, and his voice was full of provocation: “Wanliu Yuanzun, it turns out that this is your method of jumping over the wall.”

“It really disappoints me!”

What kind of character is Wanliu Yuanzun? Although he has been severely injured, and now he wants to spread his cultivation, his identity as Yuanzun has not been lost.

Generally speaking, in the face of the identity of Wanliu Yuanzun, no matter who he is, he must maintain enough respect.

But the enmity between Yuan Yizun and Wanliu Yuanzun made Yuan Yizun not take this kind of rule in his eyes at all.

He just wants to step on the face of Wanliu Yuanzun in front of more people, at least let Wanliu Yuanzun never be able to lift his head.

Wanliu Yuanzun didn’t say a word at all, as if he didn’t want to pay attention to Yuan Yizun, and it seemed that he was under huge restrictions at this time, so he couldn’t speak at all.

“Boy, it’s good, dare to let the essence of Wanliu Yuanzun that should be classified into heaven and earth flow into your body.”

“Do you know?” Yuan Yizun looked at Luo Yunyang, and said with a hint of madness in his voice: “The final result is that you can’t bear the energy that has been poured into your body crazily, and eventually exploded and died.”

“Are you angry, do you think I’m disgusting?”

As if teasing a small beast, Yuan Yizun looked at Luo Yunyang and said, “Go ahead, aren’t you trying to kill me?”

“Looking at your heroic appearance, it seems that you are really a character, but in fact, you are really useless.”

“You and I are too far apart.”

Luo Yunyang slowly raised the long sword in his hand, although at this moment his body was like a balloon being blown up, and he felt a very uncomfortable feeling.

However, Luo Yunyang felt that there was an incomparable power in the universe within his body, and in conjunction with this power, some incomparably mysterious Dao patterns also continued to flow into Luo Yunyang’s mind along those energies.

For this pattern, Luo Yunyang’s heart was full of joy.

He has gained a lot of insight into the Thirteen Swords of Tianyu, especially the content of the Thirteen Swords of Tianyu that poured into him, which makes Luo Yunyang feel that he has benefited a lot.

Originally, this feeling made Luo Yunyang feel uncomfortable, but now that Yuan Yizun said so, how could Luo Yunyang be polite to him.

Luo Yunyang hated Yuan Yizun to the bottom of his bones. If the Yuan Yizun emperor hadn’t threatened him with his younger sister, why would he have taken such drastic measures.

“Death!” A deep shout came out of Luo Yunyang’s mouth, and along with this long shout, a sword light full of sharp and indestructible, from Shaoyu’s sword, slashed heavily towards the Yuan Yi Emperor.

This sword looks extremely simple at first glance.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that the focus of this sword is not the sword light that came from the sky, like an extremely sharp sword.

Instead, with the help of sword light, the sword intent of slashing the long river of time and space.

Among Tianyu’s visit, this sword is called Hengjian Broken Sky, and it is the tenth sword of Tianyu’s thirteen swords, and some people even gave him the title of Sword Ten.

And with the display of Sword Ten, the phantom of the Emperor Yuan Yi, who was standing coldly among the thirty-six gods, let out a sarcastic smile.

He didn’t take Luo Yunyang’s sword too seriously. And his hatred for Wanliu Yuanzun made him unwilling to back down.

Therefore, at the moment when the sword light fell, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a cold and stern words sounded from the mouth of the Emperor Yuan: “The frog at the bottom of the well, I really don’t know. depth.”

Accompanied by this voice, Yuan Yizun grabbed the palm of his hand towards the void, and around the thirty-six statues of gods, there appeared a long river of rushing laws, and the sword light of Luo Yunyang was greeted heavily.

The sword light and the long river of laws collided in the void, and the long rivers of laws collapsed under the sword light. But when the last law of the river was cut off by the sword light, the sword light was also weakened by nine points.

The last indomitable sword light slashed heavily on a huge stele. The giant stele did not change much, but the long river of sword light had already dissipated into the void.

Although Luo Yunyang seemed to have the upper hand with this sword, it did not cause any major damage to the Yuan Emperor.

Therefore, at the moment when the sword light collapsed, the figure of the Emperor Yuan Yi, who was condensed in the middle of the thirty-six monuments, said coldly: “This sword also looks a little tasteful, but if you want to kill me, it’s not enough. far.”

“Even if it is your last fight, there is only so much power, Wanliu Yuanzun, at this time, are you very unwilling?”

“Come on, use stronger power, I know you still have power, use these powers, do you dare!”

In the eyes of Lianshi Datianzun, angry flames were burning. He knew that his cultivation had reached the level of his master and Yuan Yizun, and the sarcasm of words was actually useless.

However, at this time, Emperor Yuan Yizun still used this kind of words to ridicule his master. The idea of what he was playing was naturally clear to Lianshi Datianzun.

This Emperor Yuan Yizun wanted to use this method to vent all the hatred in his heart. Although from the heart, the Great Heavenly Lord Lianshi looked down on this method at all, but when he faced the Yuan Yizun Emperor, he was powerless.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make a move, it’s just that as long as he makes a move, I’m afraid he can’t turn the slightest wave, and he will be killed by Yuan Yizun.

The gap between him and Yuan Yizun is really too big.

Luo Yunyang’s heart was very calm. Although Yuan Yizun’s provocation sounded so unpleasant, Luo Yunyang knew very well that this kind of provocation was not aimed at him, but at Wanliu Yuanzun.

Wanliu Yuanzun is not angry, why is he angry.

Sword Ten, the power of Hengjian to break the void, surpassed Luo Yunyang’s thoughts. He feels that this sword, even if it is the Nine Heavenly Venerate, I am afraid that it can make the opponent have a half chance of dying directly under the light of the sword. But when facing the Emperor Yuan Yizun, he only left traces on one of the other’s stele.

And just when Luo Yunyang was about to accumulate strength, the voice of Wanliu Yuanzun resounded in his heart: “Boy, can you still use Sword Eleven?”

Sword Eleven!

Wanliu Yuanzun swept the four directions with the thirteen swords of Tianyu, even in the Hongmeng Temple, there are palaces dedicated to the thirteen swords of Tianyu.

Luo Yunyang still had some understanding of the first nine swords, but when it came to the last four swords, he simply didn’t know what the four swords were talking about.

Today’s Sword Ten has already made Luo Yunyang feel that he has gained a lot, and now Wanliu Yuanzun mentioned Sword Eleven.

“How much power do you need to endure to cast Sword Eleven?” Although he felt that he had no problem, Luo Yunyang still asked the Wanliu Yuanzun.

“The strength is increased by five times, and the perception of Sword Eleven is ten times stronger than that of Sword Ten.” Wanliu Yuanzun said to Luo Yunyang in a deep voice without any intention of concealing it.

The strength is increased five times, and the strength of the current body is simply unstoppable. Even if his physical body has reached the subversion of the fourth-layer universe, even if he still has the Supreme Blood of Yanhuang and the Heavenly Bell of Hunyuan.

However, Luo Yunyang felt that this kind of power was still somewhat unacceptable to him.

But fortunately, Luo Yunyang himself has an attribute adjuster, so after hearing the words of Wanliu Yuanzun, there was a flash of firmness in his eyes: “No problem.”

At this moment, Wanliu Yuanzun let out a long laugh in Luo Yunyang’s heart. Along with this long laughter, Luo Yunyang felt that the power pouring into the universe within his body had intensified crazily.

These powers have already shown a substantive feeling at this time, and the memories of Sword Eleven are more like a long dragon, constantly floating up and down in the rolling energy.

Luo Yunyang’s ability to accept is strong enough, but at this time, Luo Yunyang still feels that he doesn’t understand a lot of these divine patterns pouring into his mind.

But the divine rune seemed to have some kind of power urging him, allowing him to directly display the terrifying Sword Eleven that looked to Luo Yunyang.

Shaoyu Sword let out a burst of sword cries, and along with this sword cries, Luo Yunyang’s aura became stronger and stronger.

The sword light condensed by the Shaoyu Sword began to become sharper and more fiery.

Originally, Yuan Yi Zun, who had faced Luo Yunyang with a provocative attitude, also became dignified.

Luo Yunyang looked at the Emperor Yuan, and said coldly: “Since you want to see it, then let you see it.”

The moment the splendid sword light was waving, it had returned to plainness, but the sudden plainness implied an irreversible law.

This kind of law is not any kind of source law in heaven and earth, but belongs to Wanliu Yuanzun’s own original law.

Luo Yunyang didn’t know how to describe this law, but the name of this law was firmly engraved in his heart.

Sword Eleven, one sword crosses silence.

With the display of this sword eleven, everything shrouded by the sword light began to be shattered. The sword light did not sweep towards the thirty-six steles, but there were cracks one after another on the thirty-six steles.

And the figure of Emperor Yuan Yi Zun, who was between the thirty-six stone tablets, had no resistance at all, and dissipated into the void!