The phantom of the emperor came towards Ye Lang with a long knife in his hand, and Ye Lang suddenly felt a great terror between life and death.
This is destined to be his most difficult battle in this world, and his martial arts potential will be infinitely stimulated under the crisis of life and death.
Under the huge pressure, the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a green sword light, and he directly used the thirty-six changes of the only sword technique.
Thirty-six rays of cyan sword light separated from the long sword and stabbed fiercely towards the phantom of the emperor, as if they were materialized. Only an earth-shaking loud noise was heard.
The cyan emperor's phantom and the thirty-six cyan sword rays collided fiercely, and the cyan sword rays dissipated.
The shadow of the emperor also dimmed a lot, and it hit Ye Lang's body hard. Ye Lang fell heavily and fell to the ground.
With blood dripping all over his body, he stood up with difficulty holding the sword.
Ye Lang was seriously injured at this moment. At the critical moment, he unleashed his potential and launched an attack almost instantly.
Those thirty-six sword rays carried unparalleled sword intent, which greatly weakened Huang Tianba's attack, but his level was too low after all.
Although it weakened the opponent's attack a lot, it was still injured by the emperor's phantom.
Although less than 10% of the attacks landed on him, he was still seriously injured and all the energy in his body was exhausted.
Ye Lang fell to the ground again before he could stand up completely. He quietly took out a dozen Huiyuan Pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and slowly stood up again.
But the long sword was retracted into its scabbard, and he secretly used his trump card.
The Ninth Prince Huang Tianba also showed an appreciative look, and that blow just now was a full blow of his own.
Although he could only exert his strength in the Baoqi realm, even masters in the same realm would suffer under his Emperor's Heavenly Sword, but this little warrior who was only in the Yuan Li realm actually resisted.
Ye Lang struggled to stand up with his long sword:
You haven't condensed the artistic conception of martial arts yet, so this flashy attack can't do anything to me.
Blood kept coming out of Ye Lang's mouth, but there was an unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes. If the silhouette of the aura just now had really condensed into reality.
Even if he takes it, he will die on the spot. Although his cultivation level is very low, his understanding of martial arts is not at the level of ordinary people.
Even Huang Tianba, an old antique who has been practicing for countless years, is not as good as him.
When Huang Tianba heard Ye Lang's taunting, his face turned blue and white. Indeed, Ye Lang was right. He had not understood the artistic conception of martial arts. The artistic conception of martial arts was another extremely mysterious artistic conception.
Just like sword intention and fist intention, they can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Even though many people have cultivated to a very high level, they cannot fully comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts.
After all, the Ninth Prince is a veteran who has been involved in the vortex of power for many years. His temperament is different from ordinary people, and he also has a certain love for Ye Lang:
Boy, now I'm a little reluctant to kill you. How about this, let me leave a mark on your soul in the depths of your consciousness. How about you being loyal to me?
I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I am the ninth prince of the Muyun Empire, which dominates the world of the middle plane. I can take you to the middle plane world.
This way you can avoid the fate of starting to struggle for survival all over again after ascending through the air.
Ye Lang also knows a lot of secrets, but it is not possible to imprint people's souls, because even if their cultivation level is higher than the other party, they will be restrained.
Even a single thought of the other party can make people's consciousness collapse, especially for a freedom-loving person like him, for him, life is worse than death.
Ye Lang looked at Huang Tianba in front of him with disdain, tightly holding the hilt of the sword in his hand. He was secretly accumulating strength, and he swallowed all the dozen Huiyuan Pills in his mouth.
The powerful earth energy not only recovered faintly, but also tended to burst the body.
The Ninth Prince did not notice his little move. He pointed the long knife in his hand at Ye Lang and said:
Boy, it is your honor to serve my Muyun Imperial Family. The Muyun Empire that dominates the world in my middle plane rules countless small worlds and living planets.,
Serve me well, and the power and beauty are indispensable to you, and I will even give you several worlds for you to rule.
The Ninth Prince did not tell lies. Indeed, although the world he dominates is a middle plane world, it is incomprehensible. The Ninth Prince himself has countless underground plane worlds in his hands.
There are even several vast worlds in the middle plane. Think about how huge one world is.
Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight. Ye Lang's eyes burst out with unparalleled power, and the ancient Tai'a sword in his hand unsheathed again and attacked the Ninth Prince.
Thirty-six sword rays with unparalleled sword intent once again enveloped the Ninth Prince Huang Tianba.
Huang Tianba was rude when he saw how stubborn this man was, and the long knife in his hand immediately blocked all Ye Lang's escape routes.
He is a master in the Tianwu realm. Although he cannot exert his proper strength and momentum, his martial arts cultivation is comparable to that of Ye Lang now.
He had the idea of playing cat and mouse, and he saw that Ye Lang's thirty-six epee style changes, except for the nine levels in front, had quite a few flaws.
This time he did not use Gang Qi but purely used moves to fight Ye Lang.
Ye Langdi had several scars on his body, and the leather jacket and jeans on his body were also in pieces. Huang Tianbadi's eyes were full of ridicule. In his opinion, Ye Lang was just mantising himself.
Ye Lang didn't care about his injuries at all, and the energy in his body was about to burst. Finally, he was hit by a sudden burst of energy from the Ninth Prince and fell heavily not far away.
But at this time, Ye Lang's eyes showed a smile of success, and the sword was returned to the scabbard again, and more than a dozen Yuan Yuan Pills were swallowed into his belly.
Huang Tianba looked at Ye Lang with disdain and was not afraid of him escaping at all. He saw that Ye Lang not far away did not fall to the ground but landed lightly opposite him.
Suddenly I had a bad premonition in my heart. I ignored it but did not take this humble warrior into my eyes.
Ye Lang looked at Huang Tianba coldly. His momentum and martial arts conception had finally reached their peak, and he wanted to use his strongest sword-cutting technique.
When Zhan Tian drew his sword, he saw that Ye Lang's right hand seemed to have some kind of wonderful martial arts rhythm, and that the sword of the Human King's Divine Weapon also had an indescribable martial arts will.
At this moment, Ye Lang's martial arts artistic conception has had a breakthrough. Although he has understood the true meaning of martial arts, the underlying martial arts artistic conception is still the martial arts idea.
The artistic conception of martial arts has been sublimated to the level of martial arts will, and Ye Lang's technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword has undergone earth-shaking changes.
A long sword light formed a huge blue river and headed towards Huang Tianba with a terrifying martial arts will.
It was at this moment that Huang Tianba felt the threat of death. The martial arts will contained in that terrifying sword intent that destroyed the world was extremely terrifying.
He was far from being able to contend with being severely injured and suppressed, but after all, he was a master of the Tianwu realm. He immediately waved the long knife in his hand and transformed into a martial arts emperor.
The fierce attack also met the edge of Zhantian's sword-drawing technique.
Ye Lang's sword-slaying technique brought with him the mysterious sword spirit and stood heavily on Huang Tianba's body. Huang Tianba felt a mouthful of blood spurting out.
The inside of the body was also messed up by that terrifying will to destroy. Many of the injuries that had been repaired erupted again, and the look in Ye Lang's eyes was even more incredible.
Ye Lang was not surprised when he saw Huang Tianba took his strongest attack. After all, the opponent was a warrior in the Tianwu Realm.
Although he was seriously injured and could only use his state of mind and momentum, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, so it was normal that he couldn't be killed with one attack.
However, Ye Lang did not stop and quickly returned the sword to its scabbard and struck Huang Tianba with another sword-cutting sword technique.
Huang Tianba could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, just when the attack was about to reach Huang Tianba.
A ten-meter-long snake-like monster stood in front of Huang Tianba.
The monster was cut into two pieces by the Zhantian Sword Technique, and its powerful attack was not blocked by the monster and continued to attack Huang Tianba.
Another huge silver wolf stood in front of Huang Tianba. The silver wolf whined and fell to the sharp edge of Zhantian's sword-drawing technique.
Ye Lang sneered and used another sky-cutting sword technique to move towards Huang Tianba. This time, Ye Lang's entire energy and mental power were almost exhausted.
However, Huang Tianba also fell to the ground, and his body gradually fell into pieces.
Please let me go and don't destroy my soul. Huang Tianba looked at Ye Lang in horror. Ye Lang was also stunned and confused.
Suddenly I thought of the soul-eating insect that I had killed, and thought of something: I don't know how to avoid exterminating your soul. You forced me to do all this.
Immediately, the long sword pierced Huang Tianbadi's heart with martial arts imagery.
Ye Lang walked up to the Ninth Prince and saw his space ring. He sucked the space ring into his hand with his palm.
The Ninth Prince Huang Tianba completely fell. He was really unwilling to accept it. He did not expect that the nearly immortal Tianwu Realm expert would fall into the hands of an ant in the early Yuanli Realm.
In fact, he was also careless. If he had chased Ye Lang fiercely from the beginning instead of playing cat-and-mouse, Ye Lang might have been the one who fell.
Ye Lang didn't dare to relax because he didn't know if there was anyone who coveted him, because he knew that once he relaxed, he might faint immediately.
Ye Lang put away Huang Tianba's space ring and the long knife and headed towards the mountains in the distance at high speed.
He also took the snake-like dragon-like monster that he chopped into two pieces into his space ring, but he forgot about the silver wolf. He decided that it would be useless to take it away.
Just as Ye Lang left, a beautiful and slender figure appeared there:
Little brother! I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. You can kill even the masters of Tianwu Realm. Although you can only use the strength of Baoqi Realm, it is not something that ordinary Baoqi Realm warriors can withstand.
The martial arts you just learned must have been understood by yourself. I really want to see how powerful your martial arts will be when you master it.
Also, it’s really not easy for you to be able to understand the artistic conception of martial arts at such a humble level.
Ouyang Xinxin's hand flashed with white light, and a white flame enveloped the bodies of Huang Tianba and the silver wolf.
The hot white flames ignited and turned Huang Tianba and the silver wolf into nothingness. From then on, a master of the Tianwu realm disappeared into the world. (To be continued)