Martial Godly Emperor

C920 Saint Lord?



C920 Saint Lord?

3As a true man, there were times when one couldn't be soft-hearted.    

    

Looking at the countless cultivators who had died, some of them were because of his Sword Wave, while some were because of his opponent's snowflakes.    

    

The Wind-thunder Wings flapped its wings, and Meng Yu stepped forward.    

    

His heart grew cold.    

    

That coldness was not because he was ruthless. Instead, it was because he was sentimental.    

    

Affectionate Swordsman Heartless Sword.    

    

In the sky, even the white clouds were frozen. As he moved forward, the sword in his hand tore apart the frozen space in front of him.    

    

The world was cold.    

    

His sword, the flames on the sword, and the blood flowing around it, all gave off a warm aura.    

    

In the ice-cold world, there was warmth flowing.    

    

The purpose of drinking blood is to drink the blood of the enemy, drink the blood of heaven and earth, drink the blood of all Daos, drink the blood of the Flowerless and Non-Phase.    

    

While he was flying, the fire snake and Purple Dance in his hands were covered with blood.    

    

Blood-drinking Sword Arts!    

    

The incomparably sharp sword pierced through the space, melting the cold.    

    

Numerous Sword Wave whizzed towards the two snakes to kill them.    

    

The frozen space had been penetrated, and countless tiny black cracks had even appeared.    

    

"How did he suddenly become so powerful?"    

    

He Xiaofen's heart trembled.    

    

"What are you afraid of? It's fine if we just hit him, but at the very least, we can escape! As for him, he has already been stained with countless sins, and when he breaks through in the future, these sins will all seek justice from him. "    

    

He Xiaowen laughed in disdain.    

    

Under the snow, the cultivator was dying.    

    

"Thousandmouth, come out!"    

    

A bird emitting a green crystal light appeared on Meng Yu's shoulder.    

    

"Boss!" What orders do you have! " Its small eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.    

    

"Electricity, come!"    

    

As Meng Yu shouted, all the feathers on his body stood up, and shot out tens of thousands of bolts of lightning in the direction that Meng Yu and the Sword Wave were going in.    

    

The sky was originally filled with a silvery white light, but the bright red flames were frantically fighting back.    

    

At this moment, the tens of thousands of lightning bolts broke the balance.    

    

Snow began to fall from the countless frozen spaces around him.    

    

"Is this a thunderbolt from the heavens? The Heavenly Lord is going to kill these three people! "    

    

"I can't wait for these three to die and smash them into pieces!"    

    

Many of the cultivators who had escaped to a safe haven began to curse as they looked at the fierce battle in the sky! Some were also crying because their loved ones had been killed by these three.    

    

Meng Yu's sword had already arrived in front of the two snakes.    

    

"He was so far away from us just now. How could he be so fast?"    

    

She Xiaofen thought for a while, then twisted her snake body to avoid the Sword Wave s, immediately spitting out snow mist to freeze the surrounding space.    

    

"What happened to the bird? Is this his trump card? "    

    

He Xiaowen could not help but stare wide-eyed.    

    

Although Meng Yu's attack was sharp and fierce, the snowy mist ice shards of these two people were also very powerful.    

    

It had been a long-distance attack just now, but now it was a close combat.    

    

After hundreds of rounds.    

    

Meng Yu and Thousand Mouths were at odds with the He brothers who were constantly twisting their bodies.    

    

That space had already been blasted apart by the air waves from both sides.    

    

Countless whistling Spatial Wind Blade formed hurricanes as they came in through the cracks in space, causing the two sides to become even more cautious.    

    

"If he fights alone against the two of us, his Origin Energy won't be able to withstand it."    

    

"That kid's body is already riddled with wounds from the cold, and there are many wounds from the frostbite. We just need to persevere a bit longer and we will be victorious."    

    

He Xiaofen and She Xiaowen's minds were linked, and they realised that they had the victory in their hands.    

    

"Sword, come!"    

    

At this time, because the space had been broken, Meng Yu's Spiritual Consciousness suddenly contacted the thirty-five Flying Sword that were previously sealed in ice.    

    

These thirty-five Flying Sword s turned into a dazzling Giant Sword s, with incomparably sharp blades, they sliced through everything along the way.    

    

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the two snakes.    

    

"This, these swords, he obtained them again?"    

    

He Xiaofen looked at the Giant Sword that had suddenly appeared in disbelief.    

    

Both of them wanted to escape.    

    

"The Abyss."    

    

However, a bottomless abyss had suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their path of retreat.    

    

They discovered that the abyss was emitting a devouring force, wanting to swallow them up.    

    

Those who were watching the abyss were also being watched by the abyss!    

    

After Minute Subtlety was the display of momentum.    

    

BOOM!    

    

Suddenly, the abyss exploded.    

    

The enormous explosive force caused the entire place to shake.    

    

Space collapsed.    

    

Countless snowflakes shattered.    

    

The sky suddenly brightened up.    

    

Time seemed to have frozen.    

    

Meng Yu saw that the expressions of fear and madness on the faces of the many cultivators had stopped at this moment.    

    

Then, it turned black and white with the world, just like the black and white images in the most ordinary crystal ball, stopping at this eternal moment.    

    

Everyone disappeared.    

    

No snow.    

    

No crying or panicking.    

    

Fang Li Qiang and Xin'er no longer suffered from that pain.    

    

The place he appeared at was a mountain with a sparse forest.    

    

There was a bright sun in the sky.    

    

Meng Yu stood on top of a black boulder, and the cracks in the boulder were filled with weeds.    

    

Behind his back, his tattered white clothes fluttered gently in the warm breeze.    

    

Bathing in the sun, he felt warm.    

    

Not far in front of him, was He Xiaofen, who was drenched in blood and had the body of a snake.    

    

Beside him, there was He Xiaowen's body that had turned into pieces.    

    

"Tell me, what happened during the catastrophe?"    

    

Meng Yu said coldly.    

    

She Xiaofen's Dantian had already been broken by his sword stab.    

    

"Haha, you don't even know what happened to the calamity, cough cough …" Ridiculous, laughable! "    

    

He Xiaofen laughed.    

    

The pain from the wound made him flick his tail from time to time, causing his body to twist even tighter.    

    

"If you don't say it, you will die miserably."    

    

Meng Yu said indifferently.    

    

"What do I, He Xiaofen, fear life and death? If you want to kill me, kill me. "Great Sacred Master, one day, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood to avenge us brothers."    

    

"Even if the Sacred Master didn't kill you, you would have been hacked to death by those Thunder Tribulation s!"    

    

he said proudly.    

    

In his eyes, the Holy Lord was the sky, the earth, and the Dao of the world.    

    

Why would he reveal the secret of the Holy Lord?    

    

This person had a bit of a temper.    

    

But what kind of Holy Lord was he talking about?    

    

It seemed that to him, that Holy Lord was a faith?    

    

Meng Yu knew that it was difficult to get anything out of that person's mouth.    

    

But he still wanted to try and get some words out.    

    

Why did this happen?    

    

He vaguely felt that all the calamities were related to the Holy Lord of that mouth.    

    

"You're a bit stubborn." Meng Yu sighed.    

    

He felt tired.    

    

Although he was bathed in the sunlight, the previous cold that had seeped into his bone marrow still made him shiver.    

    

"A person like you is nothing compared to an ant in front of a Saint Lord."    

    

He Xiaofen ridiculed.    

    

Although there was blood on that delicate and pretty face, she was still pretty.    

    

"Tell me about my two friends. How are they?"    

    

Meng Yu became gentle.    

    

Towards a person like She Xiaofen who wasn't afraid of death, it was useless for him to try to force him with her own death.    

    

"Eh? Do you really want to know what happened to them? Then kneel down and beg me. You kowtow three times, and I'll tell you. "    

    

He Xiaofen was surprised at first, but then laughed complacently.    

    

However, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.    

    

    

    


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