The Vajra King is the head of the Twelve Dao Lords. He possesses the blood of Vajra and possesses supreme ninjutsu skills. He is the guest of the Twelve Protectors of Zhenwu Hall and his most valued disciple.
On the city of Luoyang, twelve Taoists gathered together under the leadership of Vajra King Cangming. They faced Emperor Chu head-on without any fear. Their strong cultivation made them confident. From Cangming's perspective, only Yao Yue could do it beside Emperor Chu.
To contend with them, others will not be in trouble at all.
"If you dare to mess with Wuchu, you should be prepared to be killed. The plagues in Ruzhou, Jinyang, and Hengyang are caused by your hands."
"Those who are in chaos in my world will be killed!"
"You still dare to come to the imperial capital blatantly. Do you really think that Luoyang, the sacred capital, is your Japanese back garden?"
Emperor Chu looked directly at Cangming, his voice was like thunder, and powerful pressure burst out. He was not afraid because of their strong cultivation, but his fighting spirit became stronger.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
Just when the Twelve Dao Lords took action, several figures broke through the wind and came from the top of the pavilions in Luoyang City. In an instant, they landed lightly beside Emperor Chu.
"My subordinates Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue arrived late. I hope Longzun will calm down!"
Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, Dugujian, the two elders Xuanming, and Master Ou Yezi appeared. The six of them knelt down at the same time, powerful auras bloomed, and they saluted with fists and the sound was like a loud bell.
"Your Majesty, this is the Zhanlu Sword that I have forged for Your Majesty. Please take a look at it!"
Emperor Chu's eyes passed over the long sword held high by Ou Yezi, and he raised his hand to hold the sword tightly. Since the Tai'a sword was awarded to Bai Qi, he has never had a weapon that he can take advantage of. Now that the Zhanlu sword has returned, Emperor Chu's combat power has increased a hundred times.
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"Whoa!"
Zhan Lu unsheathed his sword, and the sword light pointed directly at the sky. Emperor Chu raised his head and stared at the cold light of the sword, and the majestic and deep voice of Master Ou Yezi sounded from the side.
"Your Majesty, Zhan Lu is not only a sword, but also an eye. It is like a deep and discerning black eye from God, watching every move of the king and the nations."
"If the ruler has the right way and the sword is at his side, the country will prosper. If the ruler has no way, if the sword flies away, the country will be ruined. The hero of hardware is the essence of the sun. When it comes out, there is spirit, and when it is obeyed, there is power."
"Haha, it's a good saying. If the sword is at your side, the country will prosper. Master Ou Yezi is worthy of being the strongest forging master in Wu Chu. Zhan Lu is back and is truly the best sword in the world!"
Ou Yezi presented the sword, and all the eyes of the Twelve Dao Lords were focused on Zhanlu Sword. Zhanlu was completely black and completely invisible. What people felt was not its sharpness and killing power, but its generosity and kindness.
"It's just an ordinary sword, but you actually regard it as a treasure. Emperor Chu is really ignorant!"
Hearing King Kong Taoist's taunting voice, Emperor Chu turned back his hand to Zhan Lu and returned it to its sheath. His figure flew away in the air, and the majestic sound spread throughout the void.
"Twelve Dao Lords, Zhanlu is the best sword in the world. You are not trying to take my life, but now I will take your life with the divine sword."
The vast and domineering voice echoed under the sky. Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue, and Dugujian laughed and said nothing. They could not believe that there were such stupid people in the world. The grand occasion of Zhanlu's birth in the past was still fresh in their memories.
A sword breaks the sky, and the color of heaven and earth changes.
The Supreme Divine Sword of Heaven and Earth is so underestimated. The Twelve Dao Lords are really arrogant and despise the world.
Ximen Chuixue, Ye Gucheng, and Dugujian are all the kings of swords in the world. All three of them have reached the peak state of swordsmanship. They are also addicted to swords. They came all the way with Ou Yezi, and they have to admit that Ou Yezi
The master's sword-making skills are rare in the world.
Emperor Chu broke through the wind and walked away through the air, followed closely by Yao Yue. The Twelve Dao Lords moved their figures and pursued him in anger.
"Let's go, are you really planning to let Long Zun take action himself?"
"When Tianmen comes out and the rivers and lakes are unified, it's time to let the world know the true strength of our Tianmen!"
Ye Gucheng's black hair was flying, his eyes were invincible, his hands were behind his back, a sword light appeared under his feet, and his body looked like a flying arrow.
"Sword flying!"
"Master, have you really reached the highest level of swordsmanship?"
As the voices of the two elders Xuan Ming rang out, Ye Gucheng, Dugu Jian, and Ximen Chuixue had already fled away. Without any hesitation, the two of them quickly chased after them, their robes flapping in the wind.
For a while.
Only four people, Bai Qi, Li Jing, Jing Ke and Ou Yezi, were left in the sky above Luoyang City. They looked yearning and their eyes were burning, hoping that one day their cultivation would reach such a level.
far away.
The cold mountain was shrouded in mist, and the solitary peaks were tall and sharp, reaching into the sky. Emperor Chu and Yao Yue fell down one after another, followed closely by the Twelve Dao Lords, surrounding them from all sides.
The Emperor of Chu fled far outside Luoyang City because he was worried that the arrogant thieves would affect the safety of the people of the divine capital once the war started. Now that they were thousands of meters away, it was time to make them pay the price for what they had done.
"Whoa!"
Zhan Lu unsheathed his sword, and the power of the divine arrow shook the world. Emperor Chu lowered his long sword to one side and looked past the twelve people with pride.
"Dragon Lord, please don't take action. The traitor's order will be handed over to Tianmen to collect it!"
Along with a majestic sound, ten flying swords fell, and the swords sank into the ground. Ye Gucheng, Dugujian, and Ximen Chuixue stood on the hilts of the swords with their hands behind their backs.
Suddenly.
The void was filled with fierce murderous intent. As the three people arrived, the place of battle was filled with fierce fluctuations of sword energy, which invisibly condensed into the laws of the sword domain.
The Twelve Dao Lords turned around and looked at Ye Gucheng and his party. The weapons in their hands were drawn out, and the fighting spirit burst out. The battle between the giants was about to break out. At this moment, a strange flute sound came from the sky, and the Twelve Dao Lords showed their unwillingness.
He raised his hand to release poisonous gas, and his figure turned into black smoke and disappeared.
The sudden retreat made Chu Emperor and his entourage look at each other in shock, wondering who had made the flute sound that just came from the sky.
"Emperor Chu, if we say goodbye today, we will meet again soon. If we meet again, I will kill you!"
The sound was like the sound of the nine heavens. Emperor Chu raised his head and stared at the sky, only to see a shadow, and a familiar feeling came over his heart.
"Isn't he the stone statue enshrined in the Fuso Empire's underground palace?"
"Could it be that this person is the lord they call him? An afterimage can actually possess such vast pressure. How powerful is his cultivation?"
The world returned to calm, and the smoke and dust on the ground disappeared with the wind. Emperor Chu Zhanlu returned to his sheath and turned around to look at Ye Gucheng.
"Gucheng, take everyone back. The Twelve Dao Lords have left. Tianmen's current mission is to find Hua Tuo and Master Yao immediately!"
Ye Gucheng took the order to leave, and all the members of Tianmen left. Emperor Chu had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but everything could be stepped back. The spreading plague waits for no one. The whereabouts of Master Yao and Hua Tuo are unknown. He must find a person as soon as possible.
Those who control the plague.
"Little bitch, help me activate the special talent summoning card immediately!"
"Hey, the summoning card is opening, host, please wait patiently!" (To be continued)