Chapter 882

A ray of thunder broke through the air and stopped in front of Duan Zhiyun, showing the figure of Long Yang.

"Long Yang of Longchuan shrine?"

Duan Zhiyun looked at Long Yang in surprise.

Before the competition, the contestants will have a general understanding of the peerless talents in each divine domain, especially the demons such as long Yang and Yue Huangtian will get their images from various channels.

Only when he saw the image of Long Yang at that time, Long Yang was the cultivation of level 3 martial god. Now long Yang standing in front of him was the cultivation of level 5 martial god, which made him unable to determine whether he was the same person for a moment.

"Yes, I'm Long Yang."

"Your sword meaning rule is the best among your peers. You should be a disciple of the divine sword sect."

Long Yang said.

"Duan Zhiyun."

Duan Zhiyun held his head high.

He was shocked that long Yang had been promoted to level 2 in just 20 years. However, he was a level 6 martial god and had a strong bottom card. He didn't pay attention to Long Yang at all.

"What a pity."

Long Yang shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Duan Zhiyun said with a gloomy face.

"I mean, why do you want to be the running dog of the Pantheon when you're alone?"

Long Yang said.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Duan Zhiyun was surprised and soon returned to normal. He said coldly that he had a killing intention in his heart.

"You want to kill me, and I want to kill you to regain the heart of the golden God."

Long Yang guessed Duan Zhiyun's mind at once and simply pointed out his words.

"How did you... Know?"

Duan Zhiyun was shocked. Even their patriarch couldn't see that he had the heart of the golden God. He didn't understand why Long Yang knew.

"If you want people to know, don't do it unless you don't do it yourself."

Long Yang said.

"One of my tasks in participating in the battle of God's list is to kill you. I wanted to kill you after completing another task. Since you want to die so much, I'll help you."

Duan Zhiyun said ferociously. The magic sword on his body and in his hand suddenly burst into a powerful golden spirit, which turned into a sword net and flew towards the dragon.

"Broken."

Long Yang raised his eyes and looked at the sword net. The thunder flash in the palm of his right hand exploded on the sword net, and the sword net broke.

"I forgot that you are also a peerless swordsman. The general sword meaning, magic powers and laws can't hurt you at all."

While Duan Zhiyun was talking, there was a violent beating sound of his heart. The divine sword in his hand was as excited as drinking divine blood and sent out bursts of sword chants.

On the sky, one sword field after another emerged, carrying a powerful sword meaning law to kill the dragon.

"Thunder for nine days."

Long Yang sensed that those sword areas contained powerful Jin Rui's law power. He dared not underestimate the enemy and turned into a thunder mang to avoid Duan Zhiyun's attack.

"You can only dodge."

Duan Zhiyun was surprised when he saw that long Yang easily escaped his attack, but he sneered.

"Dealing with people like you is not worth my best."

On bickering, Long Yang admitted that he would not lose anyone.

"It's naive to annoy Duan Zhiyun."

Two strong heart beats came from Duan Zhiyun's body again, and a virtual shadow wearing a golden robe appeared behind him.

"Golden God."

Seeing that Duan Zhiyun had inspired the power of the golden God, Long Yang was more and more afraid to underestimate the enemy. The thunder awn flashed on his body and the thunder god armor was already covered.

"Golden sword."

Duan Zhiyun held up the divine sword, and the golden spirit spewed out, forming a sword field containing the power of the golden God in the air. When the sword intention burst, the void was pierced with holes.

Boom!

With Duan Zhiyun's sword pointing at Long Yang, the sword field pierces the void and kills Xiang Long Yang.

"Thunder for nine days."

"Thirty six Thor hands."

While dodging Duan Zhiyun's attack, Long Yang showed his thirty-six Thor hands and bombarded the sword area.

Each Thor's giant hand falls on the sword field, and the power of the sword field is reduced by one point.

Boom!

When the last Thor giant hand fell on the sword field, the sword field finally collapsed and annihilated.

Pooh.

Duan Zhiyun was badly hurt and couldn't help but spit out blood, which made him look more like covered with a layer of snow and frost.

"Damn it."

Duan Zhiyun saw that his killing move was easily broken by Long Yang, and he was seriously injured. His face became more and more ferocious.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three more strong heart beats came out of his body, and his face showed sick scarlet.

Duan Zhiyun rose into the sky, and the divine sword in his hand pointed to Long Yang. The divine sword condensed by the spirit of gold filled the air. At the same time, the virtual shadow of the golden God reappeared behind him.

"Kill!"

Duan Zhiyun roared. The golden God behind him made a great effort, and thousands of divine swords shot at the dragon.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

The void cracks and cracks, and the golden spirit attacks wantonly.

"Thunderous."

The thunder on Long Yang's body flashed wildly, and a pair of Thor hammers appeared in his hands, which triggered nine days of thunder and bombarded him down.

Thousands of miles around were submerged by thunder clouds and lightning, as if the end had come.

"Ah --"

One divine sword after another was destroyed by thunder, and the divine sword in Duan Zhiyun's hand was also destroyed. He was subjected to endless thunder attacks. The meridians Dantian and soul sea were destroyed and fell from high space.

Long Yang put away the thunder hammer and came to Duan Zhiyun. His fingers wrapped around Lei Mang and kept nodding on Duan Zhiyun.

"Well, you can't do that."

Duan Zhiyun saw that long Yang had sealed his major meridians. He realized something. His face was as pale as earth. He was terrified. He couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Long Yang directly ignored his words and continued to seal his major meridians.

"Well, you make fun of me as the running dog of the Pantheon. Don't you also want to kill me for the heart of the golden God."

Seeing Long Yang's expression, Duan Zhiyun knew there was no hope and sneered grimly.

Long Yang still ignored Duan Zhiyun's ridicule. After sealing Duan Zhiyun's major meridians, he took out the heart of the golden God with the Qi of Jin Geng floating in his palm, and then popped up a wisp of chaotic dragon flame to burn Duan Zhiyun.

"The golden God has finally lived up to his trust."

Long Yang communicates with the golden Shinto.

"Thank you, Long Yang."

The golden God was so excited that he took back his heart. With the heart, even if he could not find his body, he would get twice the result with half the effort.

"Now we have found a heart. The other four people in the Pantheon can't feel the whereabouts of the five color sacred wind, so we have enough time to deal with them and won't delay Long Yang's game."

The other four gods also appeared, Huoshen Dao.

"Let's go south."

Long Yang said that the Jueming God treated him well. He was also a man who wanted to repay his kindness. He had to fight for a good place anyway.

Outside the five elements continent, the camps of the major divine regions had been blown up at this time.

"What's the matter? Duan Zhiyun fell so soon?"

"At the beginning of the game, talents of this level will choose to pass by even if they encounter them. How much hatred will they fight to death at the beginning?"

"This time, the divine sword sect is afraid that it can't even enter the top 30."

The high-level and martial artists of the major divine regions stared at the talismans next to each name on the list, in an uproar.

The more the number of talismans, the more people are killed and the higher the ranking.

If the talisman turns gray, it means that the martial god has fallen.