Chapter 1341 Destructive, You Are Too Confused!

Everyone hastily moved their eyes to look.

I saw that in the field, the two regained their positions and stood facing each other, separated by three feet.

On the ground, a cut-off knife.

In the hands of the masked man in black opposite Yun Yang, there was only half of it left.

He looked at Yun Yang quietly, with a look of despair slowly showing in his eyes, a line of blood was slowly appearing from his forehead.

The blood line of this knife is very thin.

But it spread all the way from the forehead, the bridge of the nose, lips, chin, jaw... the front chest and back, bloodlines slowly emerged.

"I lost..." the masked man in black said with a sigh.

Yun Yang's eyes were cold and hard: "I would like to admit defeat. You still have time. With your cultivation, you can still control your body. Within a quarter of an hour, it will not be divided into two halves!"

"I'll leave you time to explain what you lost."

He smiled cruelly: "If you don't want to completely cut off your children and grandchildren!"

When the man's mask was broken and separated due to the spread of the red line, what was revealed was a fox's head; Yun Yang rolled his eyes and laughed dumbly, but he didn't feel too much anger: You people are really trying to pretend to be me. He has settled down enough capital, and thought it out quite thoroughly, and even made up for this point, so he put his heart into it.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat..."

The black-clothed masked man with only one breath left smiled miserably, and said: "I am Hengtian Dao, Li Chong, deceitful, pretending to be a mysterious hero, I really deserve to die. My family...my family...is in Hengduan Tiangu ..."

He smiled wryly, and said: "I hope Your Excellency can keep his promise and leave me a little blood."

There was an uproar in the audience.

The Hengtian Saber charged fiercely!

The masked man in black who was the first to fight was actually charging with a sword!

This is a well-known Dao of Swordsman; in the past, he almost fought all over the world with a single-handed Hengtian Dao, and he rarely met an opponent; after that, he disappeared into the world of mortals. After entering the Xitian Shenggong, people will never step into the troubled times again.

But I didn't expect to appear here today.

Once the unparalleled swordsman falls, he will no longer have the scornful scenery of the past!

Yun Yang's face was cold and hard, and he said lightly: "It's useless to take chances, will your soul be self-destructed or let me help you?"

Li Chong took a deep breath and said, "Art is not as good as people, and if you fail, you must have the consciousness of a loser."

He laughed loudly, the power of the soul rushed out of the top of his head, just the moment it took shape, it detonated itself, turned into a ball of pure spiritual energy and scattered away, but there was still a sentence left: "Don't forget, your promise! "

A generation of unparalleled swordsmen ended sadly.

Everyone's eyes were complicated, watching a former legend in the sword suddenly dissipate, almost everyone had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Yun Yang's face remained indifferent, and when he suddenly raised his head, he looked at the remaining eleven people with no emotion in his eyes, and said lightly: "Next!"

Seeing the instant defeat of Hengtian Dao, those eleven people's original confidence in winning was shaken immediately. Many of them felt that they were no more powerful than Hengtian Dao Li Chong, and the second and third... the last few were determined to fight. Can't please, can't help showing hesitation.

After a long while, a black-clothed masked man stood up and said bitterly: "I really have some skills in pretending to be me."

Yun Yang didn't speak at all, but just looked at the masked man in black who came out of the battle, and stretched out a finger to hook him.

"furious!"

The black-clothed masked man backhanded his saber, and between his body and body, he only hovered in mid-air. A mountain of knives suddenly appeared in the sky, and following that mountain of knives, thousands of lights of knives all converged into one place. !

The continuous flashes of the knife converged to form a torrential river of flashes, which continuously descended from the sky in an unstoppable manner.

The blade of God's will flashed again, dancing with the utmost lightness and grace, and with a sudden sound, the endless blade curtain rose in the opposite direction.

Originally, it was just two sword lights falling from the sky and rising from the ground to fight each other, but in the eyes of the onlookers, they just felt a sense of inexplicable confusion, as if what they saw... another world of mortals appeared?

Everything in the world of mortals is so real.

It's like being in your own dream.

As soon as Yun Yang fought against each other, he showed his unique skill, the divine sword technique-the red dust outside the sword!

But at the moment of the exchange of attacks that seemed to be diametrically opposed to each other, there was no unexpected violent impact, but the knife light of the masked man in black was deflected by Yun Yang's knife, and all of them fell through.

After Yun Yang's cultivation level advanced, his understanding of saber techniques also reached a new level; now that Yun Yang has used this saber, he has almost reached the state of perfection of this move!

Under one knife, the world of mortals!

Although the black-clothed masked man was surprised that his sword moves with all his strength had no effect, he reacted swiftly and changed his moves quickly; but in the gap between his changes and his changes, in front of him, there was a shocking Come out with an extra fist.

A fist that belongs to Yun Yang!

Yun Yang's eyes were like lightning, he saw through the masked man's flaws, like a punch from a white horse, it had already pierced through the masked man's protective knife net, and then slammed into his face fiercely!

boom!

The masked man in black was hit hard by this punch, and he couldn't help but raise his head back, only feeling a sharp pain on his face, terrified in his heart, he instinctively backed away, wanting to stay away from Yun Yang, and then He tried to counterattack, but he only felt a chill in his chest, and a knife had passed across his shoulder, from his right shoulder to the left waist!

His whole body froze like an electric shock.

A thought suddenly arises, am I defeated? !

Lost!

There is nothing to say about the defeat, a crushing defeat!

The two battles ended in a blink of an eye, and the remaining ten black-clothed masked men who had come to a certain degree of understanding of Yun Yang's strength were all eyes full of despair.

No matter what, they never thought that Yun Yang's strength was so strong that they couldn't match it at all!

The first round of sharply charging against Shang Hengtian Saber could be said to have happened by accident, but the result of this round was similar to the previous battle, and because Yunyang was able to accurately grasp the subtle gap between the front move and the change move, the other With his unique eyesight and superb skills, he was already superior to everyone else. Thinking about those two extremely ingenious and peerless sword moves, how could it be lucky to fight Yun Yang? !

People like myself are only left to be completely crushed by Yun Yang!

After two consecutive battles, the remaining masked men recognized this fact. I couldn't help scolding my mother one by one.

Yun Yang's strength is totally different from the intelligence!

This is cheating to the extreme!

The strength of this group of black-clothed masked men is roughly between the same. Although there is a slight difference between them, the difference is not great. The fall of Hengtian Dao has sounded the alarm for them, but they still have the idea of ​​​​luck. I hope it happened by accident, but the second round that ended sooner completely dispelled their illusions!

Yin Yang Bridge!

Qiao Jiufan!

The pinnacle of the third-rank Saint Monarch.

He was defeated cleanly by Yun Yang with two knives and one punch!

The hearts of each of the remaining ten black-clothed masked men went cold.

And Dongfang Xingchen, who was watching the battle above, not only felt cold, but his face also became extremely ugly.

The faces of the other holy sons, no one can see where they are.

They consciously knew Yun Yang's background and cultivation level, but when did Yun Yang become so powerful?

You have such great strength, you should show it earlier, you can show it earlier, if you show it, I won’t think about dealing with you, at least I will have to plan a more comprehensive method before I talk about it, now... riding a tiger is hard to get off, I wish I hadn’t done it before!

Yun Yang stood in the field and said calmly: "There are two. Who will come next?"

Among the ten masked men in black, none of them came forward for a long time, all of them were silent, their gazes were unprecedentedly complex, and their previous calm demeanor, Yuan Tingyue Zhi, was gone.

"I admit defeat." After a long while, one of them took off his mask and said with a wry smile, "I'm a fake."

Yun Yang didn't have any expression on his face, and said lightly: "Admit defeat, and you have to get rid of it. The content of your oath of heaven is based on your loss, and admitting defeat is also a form of expression of defeat. Follow the oath and hand over your Life, tell the whereabouts of your family!"

"Under the oath of heaven, who can get away with it?"

Yun Yang looked at this man coldly.

There was a struggle on the man's face, and he said angrily: "Since this is the case, I might as well fight you!"

As he spoke, he drew out the knife with a bang.

Yun Yang said lightly: "Let me remind you, if you admit defeat, you have already lost. If you do it again, I'm afraid I won't have to deal with you!"

The expression of the masked man in black changed, and he suddenly roared: "Then let me die under the catastrophe!"

He drew his sword and pointed it straight at Yun Yang. His power and influence were not inferior to the two in front of him. Obviously, he was determined to fight, hoping to get lucky. If he could pull Yun Yang on the road, it would be the most cost-effective.

Even if Yun Yang's strength is lost, it is still valuable.

It's a pity that the promise of the Dao of Heaven came much faster than he imagined. There was a thunderbolt in the air, and a bolt of lightning struck the sky. In the next step, the spirit and soul will be destroyed, and the body will die and the way will disappear.

Yun Yang was silent.

This person would rather die under the catastrophe than reveal the whereabouts of his family with his own mouth, but it is equivalent to dragging his family to die together, and giving up the chance to keep the last line of blood descendants. Yun Yang really doesn't know what to say .

The oath of the Dao of Heaven came as scheduled, fulfilled like a god, and naturally he would not let his family members go; it is no fluke to demonstrate the authority of the Dao of Heaven that must be fulfilled once the oath is made.

"Why bother?"

Yun Yang sighed, then raised his head: "Who is next?"

The faces of Dongfang Xingchen and the other saint sons became more and more ugly. At this moment, they were already a little hideous.

He made a plan regardless of the cost and consequence after all the hardships, and took the perfect location of Jinxiao City as the place of implementation; the right time, place and people were on his own side, and in the end, under Yun Yang's absolute strength, he perfectly killed the round and tried his best. All in vain, with no effect at all.

On the contrary, it further contributed to Yun Yang's immortal prestige, not only in vain, but also self-defeating!

The loss of the thirteen third-rank sages made them feel even more heartbroken!

Such combat power, even they, cannot be wasted casually!

As the sages were killed by Yun Yang and their identities were exposed, everyone basically knew who instigated these people.

The cultivators of the Holy Monarch are the peak powerhouses in the Xuanhuang Realm, each of them is a precious high-end combat force, and there are only a few of them in total. Ordinary people, ordinary forces may not know their current footsteps, but for the real People in the upper echelons, as long as they take a look at the forces to which they belong, who can command these people, and what else is not clear.

The several holy sons looked at each other, and they all got the news they wanted from each other's ugly faces.

Several of them had particularly ugly faces.

Dongfang Xingchen, Ximen Huanyu, Beigong Wushuang, An Xinyu, Jia Shixiong, Nan Tianyun...

While the other few people were not as pale as the previous ones, they were still somewhat gloomy.

Lie Kuangfeng, Lanting, Feng Potian, and Huanwenyuan, who were the fiercest, had no changes in their expressions.

Yun Yang stood in the field, looked at the mess on the ground, sighed softly, and said, "Actually, the most difficult thing in life is how to prove that you are yourself?"

"Facts have proved that this is really difficult to prove. Fortunately, you gave me this wonderful method, and let me prove it myself. I am Yunyang, Xuanhuang Yunzun."

Yun Yang smiled lightly: "Thank you all. Hey, I really didn't expect that there are so many counterfeiters. I don't know if there will be counterfeit ones in the future. This problem makes me very worried!"

This is cheap and good.

Pretending to be, there are only a few powerful sage kings above the third grade in this world, who else has the guts to pretend to be you, isn't death enough? !

The muscles on the faces of the holy sons twitched.

Dongfang Xingchen, who had been manipulating the overall situation, didn't even want to talk about the scene.

Beigong Wushuang laughed dryly, and said: "Sir Yunzun is indeed mighty and powerful, today haha, um, let's treat this gang of jumping clowns as a show for us. The show that these people have facilitated The farce, but it also made Master Yunzun show off his power and opened our eyes. Today's banquet will definitely leave a name for the war, and it will be well-known.

Come, come, let's drink. "

Yun Yang fixed his gaze on the north side for a moment, then turned his head to Lei Qianli, the elder of the Sacred Heart Hall: "Elder Lei!"

Lei Qianli shivered for a moment, forced a smile and said, "Master Yun Zun."

Yun Yang said calmly: "I don't know if Elder Lei still has any doubts about who is Master Yun?"

Lei Qianli turned pale, and said, "Master Yun Zun is joking."

Yun Yang said lightly: "What I'm asking you is... Do you still have any doubts in your heart? I don't have the leisure to joke with you!"

Lei Qianli swallowed his anger and said shyly, "No more."

Yun Yang snorted, and said, "Elder Lei will live a long life this year?"

Lei Qianli coughed and laughed dryly: "I don't know what Master Yunzun means by this..."

Yun Yang said lightly: "I think that you, Lei Qianli, are confused, and that's what I mean."

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