Chapter 1112: The chaotic battle body can't stop this sword
Tianque City.
The pair of enemies, Di Daolin and Yuwen Xiongzhu, were still standing together, chatting without a word.
"Di Dao Lin, aren't you afraid?"
Lord Yuwenxiong pursed his lips and asked in a light voice.
"What am I afraid of!"
Emperor Daolin snorted coldly.
"The senior from the Seven Kills Sect will be back soon, and your son-in-law will be miserable!"
Lord Yuwenxiong said gloatingly.
"My son-in-law spared your life, why do you still owe so much?"
Di Daolin cursed angrily.
"I'm doing this for your own good too..."
Lord Yuwen Xiong sighed and said hypocritically: "Before the senior doesn't come back, hurry up and run with your daughter. For the sake of you and me for many years, I won't care about you any more!"
"Just dream!"
Di Daolin waved his hand and turned around, ignoring Lord Yuwen.
He will not go.
From the bottom of his heart, Di Daolin believed in Long Yunzi even more.
"It's really kind but not rewarding!"
Lord Yuwenxiong scolded, his teeth itch with anger.
There was a wave in the void.
Suddenly, a powerful aura came to the outside of the hall in an instant.
"Senior is back!"
Feeling the familiar atmosphere, Lord Yuwenxiong showed a happy expression on his face.
He looked up and found that there was a strange man standing beside the senior of the Seven Killing Sect. His cultivation was so powerful that he had reached the eighth floor of the God King Realm.
"Is this a disciple of the Huntian Sect? It seems that the order of the Huntian must be fake, and they have come to clean up the door!"
Lord Yuwen Xiong thought to himself, a smile appeared on his face.
Wei Zhongxian and Senior Brother Zhao were like two fallen leaves, falling in front of Lord Yuwen Xiong and Emperor Daolin.
"Senior, you are back!"
Lord Yuwenxiong bent down and said respectfully.
Di Daolin's face was gloomy, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
no doubt.
The powerhouse on the eighth floor of the God King Realm must be from the Huntian Sect.
"Could it be that Xingshi came to ask for guilt?"
Emperor Daolin's heart beat faster.
For a while, he began to worry about Long Yunzi.
This is the disciple of the two **** emperor-level forces of the Huntian Sect and the Seven Killing Sect. If they join forces, who will be the opponent at the scene?
"Which one is Emperor Daolin?"
Senior Brother Zhao glanced at him and asked indifferently.
"He is Emperor Daolin!"
Yu Wenxiong was outspoken and pointed with a sharp finger.
Di Daolin glared at him.
This old thief Yuwen is really too cunning.
"You are Emperor Daolin? Why doesn't it feel like..."
Senior Brother Zhao swept his gaze, as if he had seen through Di Daolin, then frowned with a questioning look on his face.
"He is the Emperor Daolin, and I am Lord Yuwen of Tianque City!"
Di Daolin pointed with his hand and said angrily.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Lord Yuwenxiong roared, his lungs were about to explode with anger.
How dare this old guy pretend to be himself?
"You are not the emperor!"
Senior Brother Zhao glanced at it, then shook his head and denied it.
Seeing this funny scene, Wei Zhongxian was also dumbfounded.
What's the situation?
This Senior Brother Zhao of the Huntian Sect, is it that his brain is not good after being poisoned?
Or did the hallucination caused by that poison come on?
"Brother Zhao, he is Emperor Daolin, this one is Lord Yuwen!"
Wei Zhongxian hurriedly stretched out his hands and pointed at the two to explain.
"Brother Wei, didn't you find out? Neither of them were poisoned!"
Brother Zhao frowned.
"Sure, I didn't notice that before."
Wei Zhongxian glanced at Di Daolin, shocked.
There is no sign of poisoning on Di Daolin's body, it seems that the poison on his body has been removed.
"It was his son-in-law who solved it!"
Lord Yuwenxiong said quickly and loudly.
At this time, he will never let it go.
"Who is your son-in-law?"
Senior Brother Zhao walked in one step, staring at the Emperor Daolin, releasing a powerful aura of oppression from his body.
Di Daolin trembled slightly.
His realm and physical body really can't be compared with the Chaos Heaven Sect's Chaos Physique.
The terrifying power possessed by this guy's body can crush him even if he stretches out a finger.
"Are you looking for me?"
A faint voice suddenly came from the depths of the hall.
immediately.
Two figures, a man and a woman, slowly walked out of the hall.
"Strange, why are you poisoned too?"
Ye Yun looked at Senior Brother Zhao with a hint of doubt on his face.
"You can detoxify?"
Brother Zhao stared at Ye Yun with burning eyes and asked eagerly.
"How can it be?"
Ye Yun replied lightly.
"If you can detoxify, quickly take action to detoxify my body, and I, Zhao Zhenghai, will definitely thank you!"
Zhao Zhenghai said eagerly.
"Why do I explain it to you, how old are you?"
Ye Yun smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at Wei Zhongxian, and asked, "Where's my Huntian Order, why is it gone?"
Wei Zhongxian blushed and replied angrily, "I'll give it to Brother Sima and let him verify it!"
"What a waste, you can't even do this little thing!"
Ye Yun couldn't help but cursed.
After a long journey, it was not implemented, and it was a waste of time.
Thankfully he was still looking forward to it.
"This kid is so arrogant, who is he?"
Zhao Zhenghai secretly transmitted his voice to Wei Zhongxian.
"He is the Taoist companion of Emperor Daolin's daughter, and a sword cultivator with good swordsmanship. He is arrogant and arrogant, and sometimes even my face is not good..."
Wei Zhongxian thought about the words, and then replied through voice transmission.
"Ok!"
Zhao Zhenghai nodded.
Some sword cultivators have hard bones, and even if they break their bones, they won't give in at all.
He had seen one.
In the end, he punched the sword repairer to death.
But the young man in white in front of him must not be hammered to death.
After all, his life is still in the other's hands.
Although he had such a plan in his heart, his expression did not change.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Di Daolin to his side.
Emperor Dao Lin's cultivation base is too weak to avoid it at all.
"If you don't detoxify me, you old father-in-law will suffer!"
Zhao Zhenghai stared at Ye Yun, holding Emperor Daolin in his hand, and said coldly.
"You—are you threatening me?"
Ye Yun smiled lightly and pulled out the sword on his back.
"Ha ha!
This sword repairer is really stupid enough to dare to attack the seniors of the Huntian Sect, he is really courting death! "
Lord Yuwen Xiong smiled inwardly.
He can't wait, at this moment Ye Yun has a grudge with the Huntian Sect and the Seven Kills Sect.
"Did you make a mistake?
You sword cultivator is only a cultivation base of the eighth floor of the Divine Venerable Realm, so you want to use a sword against a powerhouse on the eighth floor of the Divine King Realm like me? "
Seeing Ye Yun draw his sword, Zhao Zhenghai was stunned.
With such a big difference in realm, this sword cultivator is too strong, right?
The Chaos Heavenly Sect's chaotic body has an unimaginable terrifying defense, even if he is standing here, I believe that the sword can't even pierce a single hair of his hair.
"My sword has nothing to do with realm."
Ye Yun smiled lightly.
An amazing sword light flashed, and he launched the sword of death.
"So fast!"
Seeing this sword light, Zhao Zhenghai was also surprised.
It's too fast.
Feeling that the thinking has not yet reacted, the sword light fell on the wrist.
Fortunately, his physical body is strong, and the opponent's sword will not cause any harm.
puff!
A muffled sound rang out.
Zhao Zhenghai's wrist was cut off with a single sword.
Ye Yun then gently stretched out his hand and grabbed Emperor Daolin Lingkong.
"what!"
Zhao Zhenghai held his **** wrist in his hand, his eyes were splitting, and he couldn't help roaring up to the sky.
He was on the eighth floor of the Divine King Realm, but was unexpectedly cut off by a sword cultivator on the eighth floor of the Divine Venerable Realm.
The dignified chaotic battle body can't stop this sword!
It's so humiliating!
