Chapter 2267: Emperor Son

Seeing the ancestor Volley rushing up, trying to kill Zhuo Bufan, everyone breathed in air-conditioning, and they all changed color.

"No, the ancestor Volley really wants to kill the emperor!"

"If Zhuo Bufan dies, I'm afraid there will be a big mess!"

Everyone was horrified. After all, this was an emperor. If they died here, even if they were just onlookers, they would get into trouble.

It may be too late.

The body of the ancestor Volley turned into a sword body, hidden in the void, and disappeared in a flash, piercing Zhuo Bufan's body.

"puff!"

Blood spurted, Zhuo Bufan's body was broken into several pieces.

"Old ancestor, stop!" Xiao Wuhen's protector shouted in the rear. After all, this is the only descendant of Baizhang Mountain, or the emperor. If he is killed, he will have a great Louzi.

"What are you afraid of!" Old Ancestor Volley cast a glance at the old man, and said: "You dare not avenge Xiao Wuhen, I'll report it!"

boom!

The ancestor Volley killed again, grabbing Zhuo Bufan's broken body in his hand and tearing it in half. Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan reacted quickly enough, and the original spirit left his body and quickly recovered his physical body.

"You old thing, dare to really kill me, my master will not let you go." Zhuo Bufan was startled and angry, his hands knotted, and struggling to punch out. For a moment, the stars trembled, and the endless divine light hit the volley. Patriarch.

"Even if it is an emperor, in front of this seat, it is no different from waste." The ancestor Volley was fierce, inspiring tens of thousands of sword energy.

These sword auras are hidden in the void, invisible, invisible, silent, and invincible.

"boom!"

A sword qi pierced through the extraordinary collarbone and knocked him away thousands of miles away.

"It's over, Zhuo Bufan is dead this time!"

"It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke the people of the Sword God Temple and kill Xiao Wuhen. I think he is seeking death."

The sword intent in the volley was densely packed and flew away. Although Zhuo Bufan was knocked away thousands of miles away, the sword intent did not stop.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's body was pierced with sore holes, which was horrible. Finally, the powerful sword energy blasted Zhuo Bufan into the ground, and the dust was flying.

Everyone was shocked by the powerful methods of the ancestors of the sky.

"Ahem!"

After a long while, Zhuo Bufan got up from the ground, disheveled and embarrassed. As an emperor, he had never suffered such a big loss.

"Old stuff!"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were upside down, and blue veins appeared on his forehead. At this moment, his handsome face became extremely hideous, and his anger rose to the sky.

"Wow!"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly let out a roar like a beast, and then absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, his body exuded a bright divine light, and all of a sudden, seven dragons rushed out of his vest.

"boom!"

The big dragons crossed the sky, each one was about ten thousand feet long, thicker than a mountain, and mighty and mighty. Before it rushed over, the void was shattered.

"The end of the crossbow!" The ancestor Volley didn't take it seriously, striding forward and suppressing it forcefully.

call out!

call out!

The volley sword aura was like the essence, splitting the skin of the dragon thorn that rushed in front, and then the ancestor of the volley cut the dragon to his waist with one finger, and pulled out the dragon tendons.

The dragon dissipated instantly, and Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is what he evolved with his own essence and used secret techniques to form a terrible ultimate move, but he couldn't stop the ancestors of the sky.

The ancestors of Volley walked in the void, constantly attacking, and within a short time, he killed all the seven dragons, and then approached Zhuo Bufan step by step.

"The descendant of Baizhang Mountain, don't hesitate to use any other means, this seat will give you one last chance."

"Old thing, you forced me!" Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, flipped his palm, and a bronze chariot appeared in his palm.

Then, the bronze chariot zoomed in quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it became extremely large, like a sea of ​​madness, giving off a breathtaking breath.

"boom!"

Zhuo Bufan pushed out the chariot forcefully, and suddenly, the bronze chariot smashed into the ancestor of the sky.

"It's ridiculous, you actually want to use a chariot against me. It seems that you really don't have the skills." The ancestor Volley didn't care. When the bronze chariot came, he stretched out his hand to block the chariot.

"Crack!"

Broken wrist bone.

The ancestor Volley immediately changed his face, obviously he didn't expect that this bronze chariot would weigh more than a million catties, and he broke his wrist bone to the effect.

"brush!"

The ancestor volley retracted his hand and shifted his position.

but.

This bronze chariot was like a ghost, and it came in an instant and locked the ancestor in the sky.

The ancestor volley avoided hundreds of miles.

The chariot is reluctant.

At last.

There is no way to avoid it.

The ancestor of the sky shot.

"boom!"

He hit the bronze chariot with one punch, and his entire fist suddenly turned into a blood mist.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked that their eyes were about to fall out.

"Why is this bronze chariot so hard?"

No one thought that this bronze chariot was even scared by the body of the Saint King.

"Master Lu, that tank is not bad!" Xing Yuanqing whispered among the crowd of onlookers.

Lu Yi nodded.

"Shall we look back and think of a way to grab this chariot?" Xing Yuanqing smirked.

Lu Yi nodded again. He also fell in love with Zhuo Bufan's bronze chariot, something that could hurt the saint king is definitely not simple.

After experiencing the hardness of the bronze chariot, the ancestor of the volley immediately changed his strategy, instead of confronting the bronze chariot, but dealing with the chariot.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Soon.

The ancestors of the sky and the bronze chariot were nine days away, and no one watching them could see their shadows.

"Hmph, how about you are the saint king, it's not a chariot that can't stop me!" Zhuo Bufan's mouth showed a hint of pride.

suddenly.

The void rumbling.

Everyone looked up and was stunned for an instant.

I saw the ancestor of the sky standing on the chariot, like the emperor of heaven surveying the sky.

This……

All stunned.

Zhuo Bufan was also stunned for a while, what's the situation with him?

"This kind of chariot, the one who can live it!" The ancestor Volley laughed loudly, shaking the world trembling.

Zhuo Bufan's face was extremely ugly, and his chariot was taken away by others, which was a great shame to him.

"I will kill you!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted and rushed towards the ancestor of the sky.

"call out!"

The ancestor volley stood on the chariot, raising his hand to show the void sword intent, and the overwhelming sword aura covered Zhuo Bufan.

Although Zhuo Bufan was powerful, he didn't have the emperor's sword and the chariot, he was not the opponent of the ancestors of the sky, and soon he was wounded by the sword of the sky.

"You dare to move me, grab my chariot, my master will not let you go."

"Do you think I'm afraid of your master?" The ancestor Volley waved his hands, with sword aura, he split Zhuo Bufan's body in half.

Seeing Zhuo Bufan Yuanshen flying away, the ancestor Volley drove the chariot and stopped in front, and then, a sword qi slashed towards Zhuo Bufan Yuanshen.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in Zhuo Bufan's primordial spirit, and it was about to be destroyed, but at this moment, something happened suddenly, and a ray of light burst out of Zhuo Bufan's primordial spirit and turned into a figure.

[Author's digression]: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!