Chapter 157: Your Majesty, save me!
Chapter 157 Your Majesty, save me!
“Senior Sword God!”
In the canyon, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and the sword buzzed,
Mr. Li looked at Qin Yang above, his eyes filled with tears of excitement, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly without any doubt.
no doubt.
This is the real Sword God himself!
When he arrives, he doesn't even need to prove his words. The buzzing sword intent in the valley and the aura between heaven and earth will all revolve around him, treating it as the real center.
It’s like…
Everything is singing and celebrating the coming of "him"!
“Unbelievable!”
Lin Mofeng looked around at the sword intent in the valley and felt deeply shocked. He could no longer believe what he saw in front of him.
In the valley at this moment.
The sword buzzed, like a chime playing music, making a clear and sweet sound, and a faint hint of joy could be heard.
even.
Even the sword in his hand wanted to let go and chase the Jianghai Sword God in the sky!
That’s **** outrageous!
“Wanjian Chaozong?! Have all the attainments of the Sword God reached this level?”
Lin Mofeng's Taoist heart was shocked, and he was filled with surprises. He looked up at Qin Yang above, and suddenly felt that something was not right.
Huh?
This breath…
How do you feel that you are only at the late stage of the Grand Master Realm?
Logically speaking, to be able to cause such visions, one should be at a higher level!
“Strange.”
Lin Mofeng was confused.
In the crowd on the other side, Li Zixuan looked at Qin Yang who was coming, her fists clenched, and she was about to jump up with excitement, wanting to go up and recognize each other as master and disciple.
“The master is indeed here!”
She suppressed the excitement in her heart, brewed her breath, and softly sent a message to complain:
"Master, this man is so bold that he dares to use your appearance to deceive others! This is too much! You must not let him go lightly!"
Hear the sound.
Qin Yang nodded above the Sword Valley.
He said nothing, just looked at the man in black robes in front of him quietly.
After suffering the sword attack from Ziwei just now, the man in black robe's chest burst open, and strange patterns were engraved between the staggered white ribs.
next moment.
The array of light blooms!
The black-robed man's flesh and blood regenerated, his bones recovered, and his body escaped a hundred meters away from Qin Yang, avoiding the range of the killing intent.
“He’s not dead yet? Secret method?”
Feeling the life on the corpse, Qin Yang glanced at it indifferently, silently, his eyes filled with ten times more murderous intent.
These monsters have weird origins. The sword they just struck was intended to kill them instantly. It is their ability to survive.
However, there is no rush.
You have survived a few times anyway.
Then I will kill you a few times.
There is plenty of time to play with you!
A few seconds after leaving Qin Yang, the man in black robe took a sharp breath and woke up from the nightmare. Then he looked down at his chest, his heart was horrified, and his whole body was trembling with fear!
just now!
I have already died once!
If it weren't for the secret protection, he would be a cold corpse now!
“Thousand-mile flying sword…”
The man in black robe pointed at Qin Yang, with deep fear in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Sword God, are you the Jianghai Sword God!?"
“Alive?”
Hearing this, Qin Yang didn't say much, just glanced at him, the Ziwei Divine Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he picked out a ray of sword light.
next moment!
Poof!
A sword came out, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
The man in black robe just wanted to continue talking, but the blood line on his neck emerged, leaving a fatal trace, triggering the resurrection formation again.
Instant kill!
Not a word of nonsense!
This is an absolute crushing!
Facing the ultimate strength, Qin Yang directly used the most powerful posture, killing the black-robed man easily like a pig or a dog, as if drinking water and eating.
The crowd below saw this scene.
There was a moment of silence... There was silence in the valley, and everyone fell into deep self-doubt.
followed by.
The roar of mountains and tsunami-like shouts erupted! !
Everyone raised their mobile phones and ignited the enthusiasm of the entire Sword Valley with their most fervent shouts!
“Sword God is awesome!”
“Wow, isn’t this strength too outrageous?!”
“The counterfeiters don’t even have a chance to resist, it’s just a one-sided situation!”
“Kill him, resurrect him as many times as you want, kill him as many times as you want!”
“This is the real Jianghai Sword God!”
People shouted in unison and burst into cheers like a tsunami. The camera broadcast the scene live to the Internet, causing its popularity to soar, directly ranking first in the country!
Just when everyone was shouting.
Click.
The head of the man in black robe was connected to his neck. After recovery, he woke up again, floating high in the sky, and the anger in his chest almost burst out!
He glared at Qin Yang, growling low in his throat, as if he was out of control like a madman.
“This is too much! Do you really think I have no means at all!?”
As he spoke, thunder rolled and black clouds pressed down on the area. Seeing that the entire Sword God Valley was covered with dark clouds, it once again fell into a situation that was beyond redemption.
“I’ve made you angry, so I’ll ask you to...”
The words have not yet finished.
Qin Yang shook his head slightly and directly picked out a sword.
"oh."
One word fell.
The sword intent in the canyon surged towards the man in black robes, turning into a sharp blade with cold light, cutting him into pieces with thousands of knives, and inflicting the most cruel death penalty!
“Ahhhhh!!”
The man in black robe screamed and howled.
In the past, I had tortured others myself, and I never thought that one day I would be subjected to such cruel attacks.
In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and red rain fell from the sky.
The number of resurrections is reduced by one!
Qin Yang looked at the tragic situation of the black-robed man indifferently. There was no need to hold back at all, let alone any sympathy for this kind of evil cult monster.
Killing chickens to scare monkeys.
A group of mutilated beasts who harmed the people.
Even death would be an advantage for them!
Now he is actively hitting his own muzzle.
This Sword Valley is your own territory, and all the sword spirit and energy are at your disposal.
You are in my realm…
Pretend to be me? Isn't this self-defeating?
It’s making trouble!
Thinking of this, Qin Yang shook his head and sighed, raised the Ziwei Divine Sword, and looked at the man in black robe indifferently. The sunlight flashed across the blade of the sword and was reflected in the desperate pupils of the man in black robe.
soon.
The man in black robe revived again, he was already sweating profusely and started to panic.
The secret method is expensive and the number of times it can be applied is limited. If this continues, even if you are given hundreds or thousands of chances, it will not be enough for Jianghai Sword God to kill him!
This is nothing to play with!
Think of this.
The man in black robe looked at the sharp edge of the Ziwei Divine Sword and despaired on the spot. He could only use his last trump card in the distance -
“Your Majesty, save me!!!”
…………
at the same time.
In Jianghai Library.
District 1 Fishing Spot.
Qin Yang was sitting on a small bench with his legs crossed, watching the live broadcast barrage filling the screen. He was very happy. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was a little surprised.
Good guy!
“There are still masters!?”
next moment.
His figure disappeared instantly, shattering the void and leaving.
boom!
Xiaobai, who was sleeping in his arms, had no support and fell to the ground like a cotton ball, looking around blankly.
???”
(End of this chapter)