Chapter 252
Shock!
Dead silence!
From beginning to end, Tang Xuan only used one hand.
Completely defeated Master Wuchang!
How about the son of luck!
How about the genius of extinction!
In front of Tang Xuan.
All demons and monsters are brothers!
Above the void, the morale of the Tang family was greatly boosted.
On the other hand, Master Wuchang's side was ashen and retreated again and again.
When Fansha Buddha and Jing Tianzi met each other's eyes, they had already planned to run away.
This is too outrageous!
I thought Master Wuchang could control Tang Xuan.
Unexpectedly, he was controlled by the Tang family instead.
"Ahhh! Hateful! Annoying!"
Master Wuchang's Taoism heart completely collapsed.
Who can bear the repeated blows.
"Emperor Yan!"
Master Wuchang's eyes turned completely scarlet.
I saw black air rushing into the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change drastically.
A huge pressure descended from the sky.
Everyone in the fight was startled and looked up.
In the clouds, a strange demon god emerged.
The demon god had three heads, six arms, and ten eyes.
His body was covered with terrifying patterns.
The shadow flashed and condensed into a black sword.
"Emperor weapon!"
Someone exclaimed.
"Humph, so what if it's an emperor weapon? The Tang family's prince has a noble weapon!"
Someone immediately refuted.
"No, it's different!"
A quasi-emperor of the life and death level murmured.
"Sometimes, the higher the level of a weapon, the better!"
"Although the higher the level, the greater the power, it also brings extremely high requirements to the user!"
"The strong is not necessarily the best, the one that suits you is the kingly way!"
Mr. Wuchang reached out and grasped the magic sword Yan Di, and the same pattern as Yan Di began to appear on his body.
"Hey, could he be..."
Tang Qitian's pupils suddenly shrank.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Ao Shi asked curiously.
Tang Qitian shook his head slowly: "When I was traveling, I heard about a technique to serve the emperor!"
"It is to use one's own blood to feed the emperor's weapon at birth, and establish a connection at a very young age!"
"When you grow up, you can perfectly control the emperor's weapon without any obstacles!"
Tang Ao Shi was surprised and said: "Are you saying that Master Wuchang used the technique to serve the emperor?"
"It is very likely! If it is true, it will be troublesome!" Tang Qitian's eyes were filled with worry.
"Even if he is not the emperor, he can fully exert the power of the emperor's weapon!"
Tang Ao Shi and others' hearts sank suddenly.
Imperial weapon!
The emperor's weapon!
The power of the law is sealed in it!
It is so powerful that it is unimaginable!
"Oh, it turns out to be the technique to serve the emperor. I am finally interested in it!"
Tang Xuan's eyes were filled with heat.
"Your life...is over!"
Mr. Wuchang was covered with magic patterns and his black hair was flying, like an evil ghost from hell.
He exuded a strong breath of the netherworld.
Under the cover of this breath, the entire Tianyun Mountaintop turned into a netherworld.
On the ground!
It was an endless pool of blood, in which there were endless pale skeletons floating and rolling.
In the sky, there were gusts of cold wind, and countless wronged souls could not be reincarnated, screaming miserably.
Such a strange scene had a very strong impact on everyone's body and mind.
Even as strong as Tang Qitian, his heart was trembling and his breathing was rapid.
"Do you see it? This is the grave prepared for you! Let the ghosts devour you completely!"
Mr. Wuchang roared, flew into the air, raised the magic sword Yandi, and released all his power.
In an instant, all the souls roared, and the sound waves became real, sealing Tang Xuan's five senses.
At this moment!
The whole world was shaking.
The warriors in the bitter realm who were watching the battle could not help but change color.
Too strong!
Strong beyond imagination!
Originally, Master Wuchang was abused by Tang Xuan, and everyone had already despised him.
Now Master Wuchang has burst out his true strength.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
At the same time, a sense of curiosity arose.
Such power!
Can he suppress the Tang family's prince?
Because the Tang family's prince has never lost until now.
All the battles are crushing.
He seems to be a sea.
Deep and bottomless.
At this time, Master Wuchang's power has gathered to the limit.
"Ten thousand ghosts wailing! Ghost blades singing sadly! Kill!"
Cut down with a sword.
The Demon Sword Emperor Yan let out a deafening roar, and then a large amount of black airflow wrapped Master Wuchang.
Transformed into a terrifying huge ghost head.
Let out a piercing laugh and pounced on Tang Xuan.
That huge ghost tooth vowed to grind the Tang family's prince to pieces.
The ghost head fell down.
All the warriors in the void felt their breath suffocated and could not hold on for long, and fell directly to the ground.On.
Their faces were already filled with fear.
"Such a pressure is simply too terrifying!"
"The blow of the fused imperial weapon is no more than the top emperor!"
"The Tang family's prince will definitely die!"
Tang Xuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes calm.
The white clothes fluttered in the wind.
As the black long hair fluttered, the black current appeared in front of him.
Sizzle!
In the harsh friction sound.
The Falling Heavenly Supreme Blade!
Reappear in the world!
The ferocious black long sword brought the pressure of death.
"It's useless. You can't fuse the supreme weapon, and the power you can exert is limited! Die..."
In the ghost head, the Impermanence Master roared hysterically.
There was enough confidence in his eyes.
This sword!
Will definitely kill Tang Xuan!
"Haha! It's so stupid that I can't breathe!"
Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed.
The black current was strong.
After condensing the infinite imperial law, his power was raised to the peak of the Qiankun level again.
Although he still couldn't exert the full power of the Zun Blade.
But 70% to 80% was still no problem.
What's more, there was the infusion of the law of power.
"Cut the wrath of the sky!"
A powerful chop!
The blade broke through the air!
The ghost head was directly split into two, revealing the terrified Wuchang Gongzi.
"It's you who's going to die!"
Tang Xuan raised his eyes, his aura was impressive.
His extraordinary demeanor attracted the screams of countless female warriors.
"No..."
Wuchang Gongzi smelled the shadow of death, and his heart and gall bladder were broken.
He tried to turn sideways.
With a puff, the right half of his body disappeared.
Fortunately, the heart was on the left, otherwise Wuchang Gongzi would die without a burial place even if he was protected by the power of the immortal tree.
Even so, blood was splattered and screams shook the sky.
"Ouch!"
Tang Xuan stepped forward, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the right arm of Master Wuchang.
The Demon Sword Yandi and the Space Ring were all in his hands.
"That's mine... give it back to me..."
Master Wuchang covered his right shoulder and let out a shrill roar.
The Demon Sword Yandi is the Wuchang Sect's imperial weapon and symbol.
And the Space Ring contains all his treasures.
None of them can be lost.
"Quack!"
Tang Xuan backhanded a knife.
What a joke!
It fell into his hands, and you still want to take it back?
What a beautiful dream!
Master Wuchang was about to die.
A terrifying ghost hand fell from the sky.
The breath it exuded made the void sink.
"It's the attack of the emperor!"
Tang Qitian and others were shocked.
The terrifying ghost hand was extremely fast and came to Tang Xuan in the blink of an eye.
Master Wuchang was overjoyed.
"Emperor Ancestor, kill him and take back the Demon Sword Yandi!"
Tang Xuan blocked with his sword and was blown back a hundred feet, his blood was floating.
Before he could stand firm, another ghost hand attacked.
"How dare you!"
He showed anger in his eyes, and the Meteorite Supreme Blade shook, and the blade burned.
Exactly!
Meteorite Star Slashing Art!
The ten thousand feet of sword light pierced through the air and fell down brazenly.
First break the ghost hand, then cut Master Wuchang.
At this time, a figure flashed, and the Yin Ghost Emperor appeared, with both hands out, resisting the sword light.
Boom!
A shocking explosion.
A ripple visible to the naked eye slowly spread out.
The Yin Ghost Emperor groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
"Take another blow from me!"
Tang Xuan moved the Supreme Blade again.
"Let's go!"
The Ghost Emperor was horrified, grabbed the half-crippled Master Wuchang, and disappeared on the spot.
