The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1119: Say my name
Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen
The endless night, turning into blood crimson.
Leng Hou Ran's weird smiling face under the hazy crescent moon, the people watching shuddered, and the three Yan Teng's expressions became more serious than ever.
"Be careful!"
Yanteng's pupils shrank sharply, and suddenly said loudly.
Before the words fell, Leng Aoran's sword moved, but his people were clearly still in place without any movement.
Yanteng didn't have time to think, raised his hand and punched him directly to greet him.
Boom!
Behind him, a figure rises like a mountain, and his fist shines like a city, and he is in front of him.
Click!
There was the sound of the fragmentation of the city, and then the dazzling electric light pierced the night sky, and a sword light smashed the fist to pieces.
The Thunder Demon Sword, which was still in place just now, suddenly came to Yan Teng. His people came quickly, but his sword came even faster.
噗呲!
almost smashed Yan Teng's fist light just now, Jian Guang made a blood mark on Yan Teng's body, and Yan Teng retreated fast enough. But with this sword, his right shoulder was cut, and his face showed pain involuntarily.
"Shen Xiao Fu Mo!"
At a critical moment, Xuan Fei held a Zen staff to kill, and thunder blazed in the crimson night. With this rod, he shattered the void, as if even the mountains could be easily leveled.
Domineering, fierce!
Leng turned around proudly, avoiding the sharp edge, and then swiped with a sword. There was blood shining like a dragon, and the dragon head roared and shook the battle back easily.
Boom!
The dazzling sword light smashed through the layers of the sky. Lei Lan, the fastest of the three, seemed to flash the sword light in his hand and slashed towards the neck of the Lei Demon Sword.
嘭!
Leng faintly smiled, and after the dragon chant, the dragon's tail swung.
rumbling!
Without waiting for the other person to approach, the blood-electric flood dragon transformed into a sword light, a wagging tail morphed into a gust of wind. The void concussed, and Lei Lan was waiting for the sword, and he swept away directly.
"Dead!"
As soon as Yanteng landed, he ignored the scars on his shoulders, and hit the air like a comet, and slammed directly towards the head of the Lei Demon Sword.
The sword in Leng Aoran's hand circled, and the dragon shadow wrapped around the sword, and the sword pierced out to resist the horrible fist.
bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the ground exploded in an instant, and Yan Teng retreated a few steps before barely standing still.
"Too tender, too tender, hahahaha!"
Leng laughed arrogantly. He didn't give the three of them a chance to kill again, and directly launched a terrifying sword force.
After a while, everyone immediately saw it. It was a terrifying scene.
Leng arrogantly used one enemy against three, the leader of these three sects, he was overwhelmed by him alone.
Under the crimson, the blood and electricity are empty.
The terrifying sword power is perfectly integrated with thunder and lightning and evil spirits. Leng Aoran's sword intent is only the peak of psychic, but his thunder will has reached an extremely terrifying state.
What's more terrible is that his blood evil is also perfectly integrated with the sword intent, and it can derive the mighty power of the dragon as if it were real.
is terrible!
Within half an hour, more or less **** sword wounds were left on these three people. But Ben Lei Demon Sword was calm and unbreakable, the smile on his face never stopped, and there was no injury at all.
Is this really just Galaxy Realm?
Everyone was stunned, their realm was comparable to that of Lei Demon Sword, not much difference.
But the difference in combat power is more than several times different. It is completely unimaginable. What is more terrible, he looks very young, not more than thirty years old.
Maybe the rumors are true, he was really a disciple of a certain super sect in the Wild Ancient Realm.
"Nine Dragons Breaks the Sky!"
is another flash of sword light, this world is transformed into a **** ocean by the Thunder Demon Sword, and when the sword light is completely blooming.
Nine blood-colored flood dragons burst out of the sea, blasting Yanteng to vomit blood and fly away.
When the three of them landed, their faces were extremely pale, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of their mouths. The look in his eyes flashed with a deep jealousy when he looked at the Ben Lei Demon Sword.
Lei Demon Sword!
No wonder, it's no wonder that half a year ago, he could escape calmly in Ye Ziling's hands.
The strength of this person is far beyond what they can imagine. I am afraid that it is an ordinary astral realm powerhouse, and it may not be his opponent.
In the distance, someone looked astonished, and quietly escaped, afraid to continue. The rest of them drew a distance frantically and retreated to a place where they thought they were safe.
"Three disciples, the more they are going back, I haven't warmed up yet." Leng Aoran looked at the three of them, mocking flashed in his eyes, and sneered.
taunting these so-called direct disciples is one of his greatest hobbies.
Especially when the other party knelt down in front of him and begged for mercy, the shivering appearance made him even more excited.
However, something seems to be wrong.
The three people in front of them seemed quite calm, with fear in their eyes, but there was not much panic.
Is there any hole cards?
Ben Lei Demon Sword's mouth raised a smile, and there was a look of interest in his eyes, which was kind of interesting.
"The Thunder Demon Sword is really amazing!"
Yanteng wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly: "If I hadn't been able to rely on it, I am afraid I would have to beg you for mercy now, but a pity... Yanmou said that today you will undoubtedly die!"
As the voice fell, Yan Teng patted his storage bag lightly, and a gorgeous silver spear appeared in his hand.
This spear is draped in silver light, surrounded by sacred light, and exudes a charming luster.
Boom!
When Yanteng held the spear with both hands at the same time, a wave of majestic sacred brilliance rushed away, and the blush of the sky was instantly broken. The crescent moon re-bloomed bright moonlight, and the moonlight sprinkled gently on the ground like water.
Holy Soldier!
Seeing the spear in Yanteng's hand, everyone was shocked, and every one of their surprised jaws almost fell off.
This should be the holy soldier named King Hook in the hands of Chu Tianhao in the Palace of the Hanging King. Its spear head resembles a huge fish hook, hence the name.
Even in the desolate ancient realm, the sage soldiers are extremely rare, even if they are only the sage soldiers of the hundred patterns.
Everyone's hearts were shaken, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.
Plop! thump!
Leng Aoran only felt that his blood was accelerating, and his heart was pounding wildly. He was so high-profile in Cangxuan Palace that he finally caught a big fish.
"Kill him!"
Yanteng holds the king hook and looks at the Lei Demon Sword indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.
After he sacrificed the holy soldiers, this man was already dead.
Boom!
The spear of the king's hook pointed forward, and there was a majestic holy power surging forward, and instantly suppressed the blood evil of the Lei Demon Sword.
huhu!
The blood-colored mist visible to the naked eye was like water, and was constantly forced back, rushing into the body of the Thunder Demon Sword.
Xuan Fei and Lei Lan immediately reduced their pressure, each roared, and sacrificed the Holy Spirit to kill Leng Aoran again.
Leng Aoran's face changed slightly, the pressure of this holy soldier did cause him great trouble.
Shenzhen, Xingyuan, Sword Intent, and even Blood Fiend are all restricted by most.
Immediately, without thinking too much, he sacrificed his holy spirit, the blood-colored flood dragon.
rumbling!
The Holy Spirit fought under the moonlight for three days, destroying the vast Qiu family mansion in a flash. Countless courtyard walls and buildings collapsed suddenly, turning into dust in pieces.
嘭!
When the three were fighting, Yan Teng suddenly shot, and the king hook in his hand burst into silver light.
densely packed holy patterns bloomed, a beam of light shattered into the void, and bombarded the Lei Demon Sword in the blink of an eye. Kazed, the blood was surging, a hole appeared in the body of Ben Lei Devil Sword, and the blood kept flowing down.
"Huh, fight with me!"
Yanteng looked at this scene and laughed.
Clang!
At the same time, Xuan Fei and Lei Lan's ultimate move also fell, and the wounded Lei Lei Demon Sword was directly blasted out, and blood was spit out again.
The hearts of everyone have changed dramatically. Is this the power of the Holy Soldier?
hasn't really made a move, let the incredible Ben Thunder Demon Sword be so embarrassed.
can’t imagine how strong Chu Tianhao would be when he mastered this gun.
Yanteng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes flashed with obliteration intent, and he moved at the moment when Ben Lei Demon Sword was blasted by Lei Lan.
In an instant, a series of holy patterns bloomed on the silver spear, and in the blink of an eye, the number of holy patterns reached more than fifty. The holy pattern was pervading, and the majestic atmosphere of heaven and earth continued to pour into it. Yan Teng held a silver spear, and his hair danced wildly.
Boom!
The soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the ground collapsed in an instant, and his person bloomed in mid-air with a brighter light than a silver moon.
The number of holy patterns entwined behind him officially reached one hundred, and the terrifying pressure swept all directions, everyone was stunned by Yan Teng's sharpness at the moment.
Holy Soldier!
This is the power of the Holy Soldier!
"It's time to end!"
The silver spear swept in mid-air, and Yan Teng's figure disappeared in front of everyone, until he fell on the ground again.
rumbling!
The silver sacred light on his body was so majestic that he couldn't look directly at him. The spear in his hand pierced the layers of blood. A series of blood-colored flood dragons let out a mournful wailing, and they shattered, and then the body guard star on the Lei Demon Sword also shattered.
The long spear named King Hook, with a sharp edge, pierced the heart of Thunder Demon Sword.
is going to die?
Everyone became extremely nervous, and the evil repair Lei Demon Sword that crossed the Cangxuan Palace seemed to be dying in Yanteng's hands.
This makes people feel a little unreal, but under the power of the Holy Soldier, everything seems so real.
"Dead!"
Yanteng roared, screaming, trying to directly stab the bones of the Lei Demon Sword.
Dang!
An extremely weird thing happened. There was a violent metal collision between the sky and the earth, and sparks spattered from the heart of the Thunder Demon's sword, illuminating the night sky.
This mortal shot was actually blocked.
Everyone looked incredible, and saw that the Thunder Demon Sword was covered with a layer of heavy metal shiny armor. The heavy armor was as strong as a mountain, with terrible pressure, as if a sky turned into a battle suit and fell on the Lei Demon Sword.
"Xuantian Heavy Armor!"
Yanteng was shocked and lost his voice: "You are a disciple of Xuantianzong in the Wild Ancient Territory!"
"Ahem, the Holy Soldier is really terrible. It's a pity that you can't even exert one-tenth of the power, so leave it to me!"
Ben Lei Demon Sword's mouth is overflowing with blood, and his face is slightly pale, but he is particularly open with laughter.
Boom!
Before Yan Teng could react, he reached out and grabbed the gun body.
Xuantian Heavy Armor?
Lei Lan and Xuan Fei’s eyes flashed with surprise at the same time. That was the secret technique in the Xuantian Sect of Zhenshan Martial Arts School of Xuan Tianzong, and only the disciples of Xuan Tianzong were qualified.
Xuan Tianzong, the strongest super sect in the Wild Ancient Realm!
When thought of this, the eyes of both of them flashed with horror. How could this be? How could the disciple of Xuan Tianzong come to Cangxuan Mansion.
I don’t know what they think, Yanteng, who failed to make a single blow, obviously exhausted a lot of stars.
Almost instantly, the Saint Soldier in his hand was taken away by the opponent, and he flew out with a wave of his hand.
"Hahaha! Three years ago, I finally found some fun in this place where birds don't shit. Saint Soldier, hahahaha!" Ben Lei Demon Sword held the silver spear, his expression almost distorted with excitement.
Damn!
Yanteng regrets that his intestines are all green, and he instantly realizes that the other party was intentionally injured and led him to take action.
嗖! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded like an arrow one after another, and the disciples of other sects in the distance, seeing the situation is not good, have fled.
"Since I'm here, don't leave, and come back to me, hahaha!"
Ben Lei Demon Sword laughed wildly, he held the silver spear in both hands, and the suppressed Blood Fiend sword power swept out with a more terrifying force.
rumbling!
The **** mist that flew out, evolving into a terrifying and incomparable wind, the wind was accompanied by the roar of the dragon.
The dragon soars, like a **** hurricane, bringing back those who had fled away.
Not long after, everyone was trapped within the power of his blood evil, their faces were pale, unable to move, and the expressions in their eyes were extremely frightened.
"The good show should begin, killing, killing, who should start?"
Leng arrogantly held the spear, glanced away, and stared at the head of the Qiu family. With a thump, the Patriarch of the Qiu family immediately collapsed to the ground in fright, Liushen Wuzhu, his heart frantic.
As for the other Qiu Jiaxing Jun, they were already anxious and fell to the ground one after another.
"Master Demon Sword, spare our lives, we are innocent!"
ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Leng arrogantly laughed. In this hideous laughter, the Patriarch of the Qiu family got up and knelt on the ground, and said in pain: "Master Demon Sword, today’s matter, the old man is willing to do his best. You want eight thousand. I can get the Star God Pill in half a month. If you want to kill, kill me alone, let the rest of the Qiu family go."
"No no no no no!"
Lei Demon Sword grinned and said: "The old man misunderstood, you are my great hero, how could I get this saint soldier without you. Don't worry, I will kill you last. !"
amidst the laughter, his gaze swept away and fell on the three of Yanteng again.
The three people immediately panicked. Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were a little panicked, and they looked at Yanteng involuntarily.
Yanteng calmed down forcibly, his eyes flickered, and he muttered: "Master Demon Sword, since you are a disciple of Xuan Tianzong, you must have a heavy responsibility when you come to Cangxuan Palace. As long as the adults are willing, I can give you a ride and go through the fire Don’t hesitate!"
Leng Aoran's eyes flashed with a different color, and the corner of his mouth immediately raised a smile: "You are so-so, you are not stupid, you are barely qualified to be a dog for me!"
"Thank you Lord!"
Yanteng's eyes flashed with joy, and with a plop, he knelt on the ground.
He knew very well in his mind, he lost the Saint Soldier King Hook, and he would definitely have a dead end when he returned to the sect. Hugging the thighs of Ben Lei Demon Sword, on the contrary, is a way to survive. It is better to be a dog than to die.
"Good!"
Leng Aoran showed satisfaction in his eyes, pointed his finger, the direct disciples of other sects, smiled and said: "These people, you can kill for me!"
Yanteng's face changed. These people are all direct disciples of other sects in the Cangxuan Palace. Once killed, he will have no retreat from now on.
has completely broken with Cangxuan Palace!
and even worse than Xie Xiu, he is equivalent to a betrayer seeking glory, a sect leader who kills Xie Xiu, completely turned into Xie Xiu's dog leg.
"These wastes, really shouldn't dirty your hands!"
Yanteng got up slowly, and soon had an idea, anyway, Leng Aoran didn't let him kill the people in the Palace of the King.
Direct disciples of other sects, kill them if you kill them.
"Yanteng, are you crazy?"
A group of people saw Yanteng walking towards them, with an incredible look in their eyes. Just now, this person was killing the Lei Demon Sword. In a blink of an eye, he became the opponent's dog leg, and he wanted to kill them for the opponent.
"Yanteng, are you the leader of the Hall of Kings, are you just such a backbone?" the direct disciples of other sects said angrily.
Yanteng said lightly: "A bunch of dead people, do I need to explain to you?"
Leng smiled proudly without saying a word, watching this scene quietly, this man is really good to be a dog.
The harvest tonight is really unimaginable.
But just when Yan Teng was about to kill someone, there was a sound like a natural flute, which rang under the vast moonlight.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Sheng got closer and closer, and the sword intent contained in the Xiao Yin sounded continuously between heaven and earth.
Far away, you can see a silver figure slowly approaching in the moonlight.
A heartbreak, where can I find a friend!
A song of pear blossoms, only the rose is red in the snow!
A confidant smile, how can this matter start from scratch!
A song of reincarnation suffering, where will we meet again!
A chaotic country, how can we be in the pool? This sword is extraordinary!
The sound of the flute is faint, mighty, like a song like a smile, under this crimson, it becomes more and more exciting, making people excited and unable to suppress it~ IndoMTL.com~ The funeral of the **** is here! "
The sentiment was so angry, a name appeared in everyone's mind and then blurted out. It is the **** who has recently risen to fame, who is called Xiao Jian Shuangjue, with a flute and a sword, running across the Cangxuan Palace.
All the evil cultivators he was staring at, without exception, died. His deeds have been passed down to the gods, and in the eyes of many people, they are almost invincible in the realm of Xingjun.
Buying a playboy?
Yanteng was dumbfounded in an instant, this guy, how come this time.
He had just been a dog for Ben Lei Demon Sword, and just as he was about to kill the direct disciples of other sects, the funeral of the **** appeared by accident.
made him lose face, this life was just picked up, and he would have no face to stay in Cangxuan Palace in the future.
Damn it! Yan Teng's face was extremely ugly, his right fist clenched, and his heart felt uncomfortable.
"It's saved."
Patriarch Qiu's family looked at the silver figure slowly approaching, with a smile of joy, and slowly stood up.
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Lin Yun put down the purple jade **** bamboo flute, under the silver moon mask, no one could see his expression clearly. There was a cold look in his eyes, condescending, and he looked at Ben Lei Sword Demon.
"Is there another one to die?"
Leng looked at each other proudly, holding the silver gun in both hands, grinning.
【Five thousand-character chapters, regardless of chapters, there are still at night. 】
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