"I really underestimated you. I didn''t expect your spirit to be so weak that you could have such combat power."
Jiumingkong looked gloomy, his voice was low and hoarse, and his voice was very harsh. It was like some kind of demon roaring. People were frightened and stood upside down.
"My fighting power is more than that. If you want to see it, you can put your horse to fight."
The cloud, haze and wind opened, and the sound was like the collision of gold and stone, and the shaking void was buzzing and trembling.
The world was silent and quiet to the extreme. Everyone felt the strong war spirit of cloud, LAN and wind from this sonorous and powerful language.
"Valley master is invincible!"
I don''t know who shouted, and then a large number of Yunlan Valley martial artists followed and shouted, shaking the sky.
"Hum, our stronghold leader is invincible."
"That is, after today, not only your valley leader will fall, but even you will be killed by us."
Many martial artists of Heifeng stronghold yelled.
"A group of despicable people, if we fight one-on-one, you will only have the ability to pretend to be a tiger."
The cloud cloud Valley warrior shouted angrily.
Although the others didn''t speak, they all glared at the martial artists of Heifeng stronghold above. At the same time, they also hated those Yunlan Valley martial artists who compromise and ignore them not long ago.
When a lot of noise came, yunlanfeng seemed unheard of, and his war spirit was rising. He shouted: "jiumingkong, come and fight. I''ll kill you here in front of you wuzhe of Heifeng stronghold today."
"Boast. After World War I today, you yunlanfeng will have to be removed from the wasteland."
Jiuming smiled in the air. His laughter was dull and cold. It seemed that he didn''t pay attention to Yun Lanfeng, but his face became serious.
He and Yun Lanfeng are contemporaries. In recent years, there have been several battles. Each time, they are inseparable and equal.
This large-scale invasion is to annex Yunlan Valley, but also because he knows that Yunlan wind is closing the door to heal his wounds.
What he didn''t expect was that even though yunlanfeng was injured, he could still break out good combat effectiveness. At least it was impossible for him to end the battle in a short time.
"Ha ha, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have that ability."
The cloud, haze and wind laughed wildly and were full of pride.
He became famous when he was young, invincible at the same level, and he was also a madman in his bones.
Although the long years have passed, the character has become more calm.
But at this moment, when Yunlan Valley, which he founded, was destroyed, he showed his supreme edge again.
Without unnecessary nonsense, he shook and took out a long golden sword from the storage ring.
The sword is in the shape of a snake, about three feet and seven inches long. The whole body emits dazzling brilliance. The shape is simple and gorgeous.
This is an ancient secret treasure he found in the ancient domain when he was young.
Although it''s not an artifact, it''s better than an artifact because it''s hard and can cut iron like mud. It''s comparable to an artifact. It''s used to break the body protection of martial arts people in the realm of divine power. The divine power is invincible. It can be called a sharp weapon for killing people.
"Golden Snake sword!"
Many martial arts masters of Yunlan Valley recognize it at a glance. They know that this is their valley master''s portable sword. They won''t use it until a critical moment. From here, we can see the power of Jiu Mingkong.
Only experts like Jiu Mingkong can force their valley to take the initiative to use the Golden Snake sword.
"It''s a good weapon. Unfortunately, I''m good at martial arts and not good at sword. However, when I kill you, I can use this sword to go to the Imperial City in exchange for a powerful weapon."
Jiuming''s empty eyes brightened, and he did not hide the color of greed on his face.
"Since yunlanfeng became famous, many people want to grab the Golden Snake sword, but all of them are dead, and you are no exception."
With a hearty smile, yunlanfeng burst out of him in vain, sweeping the world, making countless martial artists of Heifeng stronghold tremble physically and mentally, and their feet were cold.
"Ten destruction sword!"
Jiuming was moved, and his face was startled.
I remember the last war with Yun Lanfeng was ten years ago. At that time, Yun Lanfeng only understood the meaning of the seven fold destruction sword. Unexpectedly, his old opponent had mastered the meaning of the ten fold destruction sword in just ten years.
Throughout the ancient continent, people who can understand the meaning of the sword of destruction are extremely rare, let alone understand the meaning of the sword of destruction to the tenth level. From this point alone, we can see how high Yun Lanfeng''s attainments in kendo are.
"Great!"
"Yes, I didn''t expect that the valley master''s intention of destroying the sword has been raised to ten times!"
"Now we Yunlan valley are saved. With the intention of destroying the sword and the benefit of the Golden Snake sword, the lethality is doubled. One blow is enough to break the protective power of jiumingkong and kill him."
The morale of many martial artists in Yunlan Valley is high and their faces are full of ecstasy.
Except for a few people, most people forget that yunlanfeng is hurt.
For them, the stronger the strength of the valley leader Yun Lanfeng, the better. In this way, it is possible to take the opportunity to kill jiumingkong, and they can successfully save Yunlan valley from danger.
"The valley master has understood the meaning of ten destruction swords!"
A group of nearly 1000 martial artists in Yunlan valley have cold heads and feet. Many of them have begun to regret whether they should not take refuge in Heifeng stronghold before. However, he can''t change to Yunlan valley now.
Even if they do, yunlanfeng and yunlangu will not accept them. They are destined to bear the reputation of ingratitude all their life.
"No, let''s go."
"Well, let''s hurry while no one pays attention."
In a burst of whispering, hundreds of Yunlan Valley warriors turned around and left, galloping towards the distance.
"Die!"
An elder of Heifeng stronghold''s divine power realm frowned and was ready to pursue.
"It''s just a group of mole ants. They run away without paying attention."
Jiu Mingkong said faintly that he had never thought about recovering the martial arts of Yunlan valley. He came here to kill Yunlan Feng and plunder the cultivation resources of Yunlan valley.
As one of the great forces in the wasteland, Yunlan Valley has abundant cultivation resources. If you can take it as your own day, it will undoubtedly greatly enhance the strength of their Heifeng stronghold.
"Let''s go. We can''t stay in this desolate state. We might as well go outside. I haven''t been to the imperial city yet."
"Go, go, go!"
The remaining martial artists of Yunlan Valley fled one after another when they heard what Jiu Mingkong said, regardless of whether Heifeng stronghold or Yunlan Valley won or lost, because no matter where they won, they will not have a better life in the future.
"Garbage is really garbage!"
A group of black wind stronghold warriors disdained to sneer and rarely went after them. They let those Yunlan Valley warriors escape.
At the bottom, Jiuming''s fierce eyes returned to yunlanfeng.
Yunlan is fearless, wearing a white robe flying in the wind.
He shook his wrist and pointed at the dove Mingkong. "Come and fight. After this war, you and I can only be left alone."
Jiuming was not angry, but smiled sadly: "although the intention of destroying the sword is strong, it will also cause a great burden on your spirit. In this way, it will only accelerate your death."
"From the moment I broke the pass, I never thought I could survive today."
After a word, the cloud and haze moved.
As the leader of a valley, the famous strongman of Huangzhou is very fast. His body twinkles and crosses a distance of tens of feet in an instant. A sword stabs Jiu Mingkong''s throat as fast as electricity.
When you reach the peak of the divine power realm, you can condense the divine power at one point. In this way, the momentum may be small, but the lethality increases in geometric multiples.
This is a must kill sword. There is no leakage of divine power. Even the intention of destroying the sword is completely compressed on the tip of the sword. Once the target is hit, the divine power and the intention of destroying the sword will burst out suddenly. The destructive power can be imagined.
Jiumingkong''s eyes were cold. He saw the power of the sword. He had no time to think about it. He immediately used a great killing technique, held his hands in front of his chest, and then pushed forward.
WOW!
A black flame and divine power spewed out, turned into a black storm that blocked out the sky and the sun, roared out, and even people with swords suppressed the cloud, haze and wind.
Yun Lanfeng''s face did not change. People walked with the sword. The long sword in his hand vibrated slightly, and a strong and majestic divine force burst into the black storm with the overwhelming intention of destroying the sword.
Boom!
The two collide, the void collapses, and ten thousand rays of light burst out.
The area was boiling and invisible to the naked eye. After a series of violent sounds, the glory dissipated, and the two figures flew out upside down, both injured, and each other''s blood dripping from the sky.
They are no one else, just jiumingkong and yunlanfeng.
The former looks not seriously injured, but suffered skin trauma.
Yunlanfeng was different. His spirit was already very weak. Now he suffered a strong impact. He spit blood in his mouth one after another. His white robe was almost ragged and stained with blood.
"Valley master!"
Many Yunlan Valley warriors exclaimed, and their faces were full of worry.
"Kill, live or die with the valley master."
Someone shouted.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The crowd echoed and shouted to kill Zhentian.
Through the fight just now, everyone knows that valley leader Yun Lanfeng may not be able to deal with Jiu Mingkong. Sooner or later, they will have to hand over with the short soldiers of the wuzhe of Heifeng stronghold. At present, they only want to kill a few more enemies before they die. There is no regret to die like this.
"Don''t act rashly. There is no amnesty for those who violate the order."
A loud drink shook the world and made the whole audience quiet. All the martial artists of Yunlan Valley looked up at the Yunlan wind in the sky.
"I''m still there when I''m dying."
Jiuming smiled coldly, his whole body was black, the flame was thin, and rushed to the cloud and the wind as fast as lightning.
His best skill is close combat, and with the help of big sun black inflammation, his every blow can break out unparalleled destructive power.
Shua!
Yun Lanfeng didn''t know what secret skill he had used. He was in a flash and disappeared all of a sudden.
"What''s going on?"
Jiuming was shocked. Now he can''t see the cloud Lanfeng with his naked eyes, and even his perception can''t capture the location of the cloud Lanfeng.
The cloud, haze and wind seemed to suddenly disappear from this heaven and earth, leaving no breath fluctuations.
"What''s happening? Where''s yunlanfeng?"
High in the air, the atmosphere was oppressive. All the martial artists of Heifeng stronghold were numb. A big living man disappeared. No matter how strong their perception was, they couldn''t detect any clues.