The old man sweeping the floor and the gangster were fighting together. The two of them went back and forth and intertwined wildly.
The holy power is like splashing waves, overflowing with turmoil.
No one dared to approach the place where the two men fought.
No one expected that this old man sweeping the floor was Yu Ziming, Ruyue Zunjian’s uncle and junior disciple who was the previous palace master.
It is said that Yu Ziming used to be an infatuated person. By chance, he fell in love with a member of the sect that was the sworn enemy of Tiangong. He was then bewitched and exploited by him, causing Tiangong to suffer a major crisis and almost fall.
Although the previous Lord of Tiangong suppressed the invading enemies with supreme strength, and even killed the enemy sects, their vitality was severely damaged, and they were no longer able to compete with Yi Jian Tiangong, but the previous Lord of Tiangong also lost a lot of life due to this.
, so that he died young and Ruyue Zunjian succeeded him as the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.
As punishment, Yu Ziming was forcibly deprived of his cultivation and became a useless person, sweeping the floor in the main hall of the palace all year round.
However, over the years, Yu Ziming has become both a teacher and a friend to Ruyue Zunjian. Although Yu Ziming's cultivation has been completely lost, as a peerless genius who can rival the previous palace master, he can provide Ruyue Zun with all aspects.
Jian’s valuable advice, both in terms of cultivation and the construction of the sect.
Moreover, there is no need to doubt Yu Ziming’s loyalty to Tiangong.
Because of this, Ruyue Zunjian has great trust in him.
Over the years, Yu Ziming's own cultivation has not been neglected. With his extraordinary talent, he has finally returned to the peak of the holy realm. He is only one step away from the true saint.
As long as he steps into the True Saint, Yu Ziming's lifespan will more than double. In this way, he will have enough time to reach a higher realm and make up for his regrets.
But no one expected that the change in Heavenly Palace would come so suddenly.
And he also knew that he would never be able to pry into the highest realm above the true saint...
After fighting for several moves, Yu Ziming took a deep breath and let out a sudden roar.
Boom!
There were bursts of muffled thunder-like sounds around the body.
I saw a large number of blood-red veins surging all over his skin, and his chest was igniting with bursts of blazing flames. The flames were radiating in all directions, and the energy around him surged almost in a straight line.
A series of changes almost transformed him!
"Wow!!!"
There were exclamations all around.
The crowd was in an uproar.
"This...does this mean??"
"Sacrifice the Heavenly Soul?" Tianba Huang looked stunned.
"Uncle Master!!!!"
Ruyue Zunjian screamed in pain.
Yu Ziming knew that he was far from the enemy of the upper class, so he chose to burn the boat!
After sacrificing the heavenly soul, his strength directly broke through to the realm of the true saint. A broad and powerful aura burst out from his body, colliding with the aura of holy power from above, and competing with it!
The people of Shangshen Sect looked horrified.
Everyone in the Heavenly Palace has complicated expressions.
Emperor Tianba's eyes were shaking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When the matter has reached this point, it is obviously not something that can be solved with three punches and two kicks.
"Master Yu!!!"
"Uncle Master!!"
All the people from the Heavenly Palace knelt down towards Yu Ziming, crying bitterly.
"Sacrificing the Heavenly Soul? It's just a dying struggle! Even if you sacrifice the Heavenly Soul, you can't do anything to me. On the contrary, you will be a useless person as time passes, and at your age, your rotten body will not last long.
, you are not far from death." Shanghun said calmly.
"Grandpa, I've already been a cripple once, and I'm not afraid of doing it again. As for death... I think you should worry about yourself, because you will die in front of me!" Yu Ziming shouted coldly, holding up the broom.
Rushed over.
The broom swept across, and the shadow of a sky-covering sword burst out from the broom, slashing upwards.
In the shadow of the sword, the billowing holy power is like a wild beast, unstoppable!
The superior snorted coldly, moved his fingers, and flicked his fingertips.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
The void exploded in succession, swallowing up the sword shadow that struck him.
"The Thirteen Styles of the Intent Sword!" Yu Ziming roared, rushed over, and slashed wildly with his broom.
Don't look at it as just a broom. After using it, you realize that this broom is actually a magic weapon.
As Yu Ziming chopped, the broom erupted with a powerful force. Each broom leaf was like a sword blade, extremely sharp and could easily chop the holy power!
Faced with Ziming's crazy attack, Shanghun was not afraid, sweeping left and right, a holy power attached to his arm, making it as hard as a knife, alternating vertically and horizontally, smashing against the broom, even if it was a sacrifice to the heavenly soul,
Yu Ziming didn't take much advantage either.
But he was in no hurry.
As long as he can hold off the bully, he wins.
Because everyone knows that the allies of Yi Jian Tiangong are rushing here now. As long as they arrive, all the situation can be stabilized.
Boom...
A loud bang exploded from the sky.
The horrific lines spread around like ripples.
People around him stepped back one after another.
The two of them fought head-on, then retreated.
Shanghun's face moved slightly, his eyes fell on Ruyue Zunjian behind Yu Ziming, he smiled suddenly, and rushed towards Yu Ziming again.
"Heavenly Sword Torrent!!" Yu Ziming roared and urged the sword to move again!
All the sword energies flowed through the void like a torrent, crashing into the upper realm.
But at this moment, Shang Hun's body suddenly escaped into the void, avoiding this terrifying move, and rushed directly behind Yu Ziming.
"not good!!"
"He is going to be detrimental to the Palace Master!!"
Exclamations rang out.
A group of elders rushed towards the Lord of Heavenly Palace.
"Don't even think about it!!"
Yu Ziming roared loudly and grabbed the void with his palm.
Chi!
The void exploded, and one leg was tightly held in his hand.
Those are exactly the legs of the gangster.
“Get out of here!!!!”
Yu Ziming's eyes were full of ferociousness, and he swung his arms wildly, pulling Yu Ziming out of the void.
Shanghun jumped back for a while, but did not launch another offensive, but looked at this end with a slight smile on his face.
"Don't even think of succeeding? Didn't I succeed?"
When Yu Ziming heard the sound, his expression changed and he turned back sharply.
However, they saw that Ruyue Zunjian and others had been surrounded by a group of elders from Shangshen Sect.
No one from Shang Shenzong came close.
But at this moment...
boom!!
Ruyue Zunjian's chest was suddenly hit with a palm.
Poof!
The man vomited blood, flew backwards again, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Palace Master!!"
People screamed and hurriedly looked at the person who took action. It turned out to be the Eleventh Elder...
"Eleventh Elder??"
"Eleventh Elder!! Have you become a traitor to the Shangshen Sect like Tao Gongming??" Feng Buling was furious.
"No, he is not the Eleventh Elder! The Eleventh Elder died in the battle just now! This person is a fake!!"
The law enforcement elder shouted.
Many people suddenly realized this.
In this chaotic situation, it is not known who is dead, and as long as you master the powerful illusion technique, you can easily sneak into the opponent's lineup.
"Whoever he is!! Kill him!!!"
Feng Buling roared, and everyone rushed towards him.
The eleventh elder immediately took off his disguise and returned to his original appearance.
Everyone fixed their eyes.
This is Yan Xuzi, the great elder of Shangshen Sect!!
Only his camouflage skills can avoid being noticed by Feng Buling and others.
"Ruyue Zunjian Tianhun was injured by me. Even if the wound is healed, his strength will be greatly reduced. Today, even if your Yijian Tianguo survives, your strength will be greatly damaged! It will be difficult to compete with my Shangshen Sect! Haha.
.." Yan Xuzi laughed and attacked Feng Buling with his backhand.
"asshole!!!"
Feng Buling was furious and attacked him fiercely.
Everyone was killed in a massacre.
"Shang Shenzong, I will make you pay the price!!"
Yu Ziming was furious and attacked and killed everyone like crazy.
He was dodging left and right, but it was a bit difficult to hold on.
Yu Ziming seemed to be crazy. He didn't care about his own life or death and just kept slashing at him.
"Do you really think I can't cure you?"
Shanghun finally got angry, snorted coldly, turned his palm over, and a delicate disc appeared in his palm.
The disc is simple and simple, with twelve hours clearly marked on it.
The disc flew into the sky and turned into a huge mountain, directly covering Yu Ziming.
Yu Ziming's brows moved. He didn't know what this was, and he didn't want to think about it. He continued to attack Shanghun.
But at this moment, the disk began to rotate, and the words representing the twelve hours on it also continued to rotate, and a strange space force hit Yu Ziming's body.
In an instant, Yu Ziming felt that his body was extremely tired and his strength was disappearing crazily...
When he got in front of Shanghun, his power was completely different from before.
Yu Ziming's body fell backwards, and it took him a while to regain his balance.
He raised his head and looked at the huge disk above, then looked at his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you do to me?"
"It's nothing." Shanghun smiled faintly: "It just speeds up the burning speed of your heavenly soul!"
Burning speed?
Yu Ziming looked down and realized that less than one-third of the Heavenly Soul in his chest was left...
"After the Heavenly Soul is burned out, are you still my opponent?" Shanghun said with a smile.
When these words came to light, everyone in the Shangshen Sect burst into laughter.
The strength and intelligence of Shang Hun are not comparable to those of Tian Ba Huang.
Even the method of sacrificing the Heavenly Soul was nothing more than a desperate struggle for him.
In fact, this is one of the reasons why many people in Lishengzhou dare not sacrifice the Heavenly Soul when they are about to die. There are endless magic weapons in Lishengzhou. If you encounter such a magic weapon that speeds up the passage of time in the area, sacrificing the Heavenly Soul is suicide.
"Do you think you won?" Yu Ziming gritted his teeth and said.
"Did I lose?" Shanghun asked.
Yu Ziming said no more and continued to rush over with the broom in hand.
"Death struggle!" The gangster shook his head. He no longer wanted to play anymore. A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes and he rushed over.
But the moment the two approached each other, the broom in Yu Ziming's hand suddenly broke on its own.
"Huh?" The gangster's heart shrank.
A strange force burst out and enveloped Hun.
But Yu Ziming desperately hugged his body and roared wildly: "Die!!"
