Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 1079: Acknowledge me for the Lord and spare you not to die

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Lu Chen restrained his mind, and temporarily suppressed the matter of tempering his body. He raised his head and stared at the Yingsheng who stood up in embarrassment from the ruins. At this moment, the calm voice came into the ear of the latter with the wind.

"Next, the third trick!"

After speaking, Lu Chen shook his palm in the void, and the Broken Cloud Sword appeared in his hand.

With the long sword in hand, the aura exuding from Lu Chen's body suddenly changed dramatically, sharp, fierce and unstoppable...

Eagle Sheng seemed to feel something. The red eagle eyes shrank slightly, an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if a volcano that had been sleeping for a long time suddenly erupted, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, the sense of crisis in his heart made him want to turn around and run away, but reason tells him that running away will undoubtedly die!

His only life now is to desperately take Lu Chen's third move.

"Om!"

Lu Chen stood holding the sword, staring at Ying Sheng indifferently. As he turned his sword intent, the majestic sword aura rose to the sky, the sharp sword aura seemed to tear the sky apart.

"Is this sword intent?!"

Feeling the fierce sword aura that almost tore the sky, Ying Sheng screamed. He never expected that Lu Chen would have mastered the sword intent, and it was not a turn, but a turn.

Lu Chen's combat power was above him, and at this moment he showed a second-turn sword intent, and his combat power soared at least by a large margin. With his strength, with all his strength, even if he was lucky to survive, he would probably end up A severely injured and dying end.

Thinking of this, Ying Sheng trembled all over. He is now very upset, regretful, and regretted not provoke Lu Chen in the first place.

Faced with Lu Chen's next sword, Ying Sheng can think of his fate-a life of nine deaths!

The life of nine deaths is still based on Lu Chen's promise. If the latter turns back, then he will die forever!

Ten deaths but no life.

"Lu Chen, I surrender..." Ying Sheng yelled for mercy.

However, Lu Chen turned a deaf ear to Yingsheng’s begging for mercy. He clutched the Broken Cloud Sword in his right hand, and while the sword intent spurred him, his body's vitality flowed into the long sword. The next moment, the sword between heaven and earth Angry!

The sky is full of sword aura, a thousand-meter-large sword aura rises into the sky, and black cracks around the sword aura appear from time to time, and a frightening and fierce aura spreads from the sword aura. Covered this area in an instant!

Yingsheng's face was shocked. If he said that he still had a trace of luck a moment ago, he felt that he could take Lu Chen's third move desperately, and at this moment, when he witnessed the kilometer huge sword energy, The trace of luck in my heart is gone.

All that is left is despair.

Deep despair.

Escape!

Under the desperate situation of ten deaths and no life, Ying Sheng finally chose to escape.

However, it was too late.

"Boom!"

Along with the sound of the qi explosion, the thousand-meter huge sword aura swept through the indescribable aura, and at an incredible speed, it directly slashed at Ying Sheng.

Under the circumstance of urging the first level of the Zhanzi Jue, Lu Chen exerted his fullest effort to display the second round of sword intent, and its power can be imagined.

"Boom!"

The sword energy that contains the intent of the sword, its power is amazing, the kilometer huge sword energy has not yet fallen, and the ground has instantly turned into powder.

Yingsheng gave up running away, because he also knew that it was too late. Instead of dying in embarrassed escape, he might as well fight to death.

Ying Sheng raised his head, the red eagle eyes reflected a growing sword energy, and his huge body was instantly enveloped by the red energy.

This sword is indeed very powerful, but he is a demon saint, comparable to the three-fold powerful existence of saints. It is not so easy to kill him!

The flames rising from Yingsheng's body, the vitality in the body erupted without reservation, the red vitality soared into the sky, and in that moment, a fireball with a diameter of 100 meters was condensed and formed in front of him. The vitality of heaven and earth within a meter converged at an astonishing speed.

In a short period of time, the fireball directly increased from 100 meters to 300 meters. At the same time, a violent scalp tingling aura spread from the fireball.

The fireball condensed all the vitality in Ying Sheng's body, but it was his desperate blow.

"唳～"

With a loud eagle cry, the fireball shot out like a rocket, carrying a billowing flame, and it directly collided with that kilometer huge sword energy!

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth quake, the ripple-like afterwaves spread wildly, wherever they passed, the air exploded every inch, and the ground below was once again devastated. Under the aftermath, it was torn apart. There are huge and hideous cracks.

Yingsheng doesn't care about the aftermath of causing devastating damage to the surrounding environment. His only concern now is whether he can block Lu Chen's attack?

Aftermath swept through wantonly, Ying Sheng stared at the sword energy and fireball that were in a stalemate.

The stalemate lasted only for a moment, and the majestic sword aura exploded, actually smashing the fireball.

Of course, the sword energy that blasted the fireball was also abruptly reduced, from a kilometer to about 400 meters.

Four hundred meters of sword aura is still astonishing, judging from the fluctuations that emanated from it, the Saint One and Two Warriors couldn't handle it at all. But it can't pose a threat to the saint triple.

If Ying Sheng was in his heyday, he would have no fear of this sudden reduction in power, but at this moment, his body's vitality has been exhausted and he has no power to resist...

"No..."

An increasing sword aura reflected in his pupils, Ying Sheng seemed to smell the breath of death, and his heart was desperate.

Just when Ying Sheng was already desperate and closed his eyes and waited for death to come, the sword energy that had diminished suddenly was not cut off.

Ying Sheng opened his eyes in surprise, and saw Lu Chen walking slowly towards him holding a sword.

"You lost. The third trick, if I was merciful at the last moment, now you have the corpse separated." Lu Chen stared at Yingsheng and said in an unquestionable tone: "I wanted to take your life, but Thinking that I still lack a mount, let me spare your life for the time being and admit the Lord, otherwise, die!"

Ying Sheng was stunned. After understanding the meaning of Lu Chen's words, he was immediately furious.

He is a demon saint, comparable to the three sages, and looking at the entire Eastern Wilderness, he is also a powerful man with a head and a face. It is really a shame to let him be a mount...

Lu Chen's eyes flashed murderously, his tone was cold, "Reluctant?"

Feeling the cold murderous aura on his body, Ying Sheng seemed to be poured cold water on his head, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Give you three breaths time to consider, it is up to you to choose whether you live or die!" Lu Chen said coldly.

Speaking, the vitality in his body is running, as long as Ying Sheng dares to say a word, he will not hesitate to use his sword to kill the opponent.

Lu Chen spoke slowly, "One."

Yingsheng's face is intertwined with fear and anger!

"Two."

The fear and anger on Yingsheng's face have disappeared, and struggle is replaced by struggle.

"Three."

Lu Chen's eyes were sharp, "Since you choose to die, then go to die..."