"The suzerain of the Qixin sect belongs to me, and those ten big men, you killed eleven of my martial kings, what do you think I should do to you?"
Young Master Xie had contempt in his eyes, as if Ao Tong, the Tsing Yi Martial Emperor, was already his captive, and he could dispose of him at will.
Hearing Mr. Xie's words, Ao Tong laughed angrily, "I just killed a few of you, what's the big deal, I will not only kill them, but also you."
He is the pinnacle of the Martial Emperor, although this evil son doesn't know what his cultivation is, but as long as he doesn't reach the Martial Venerable realm, even if he can't beat him, can't he escape?
As the Martial Emperor, Ao Tong felt that he was the best among the Martial Emperors. Although this evil son had caused a lot of trouble these days, he was only bullying the Martial King.
If you meet yourself, you will definitely be defeated.
"You can either join me now, or I will do it and send you to death." Young Master Xie looked sternly, looking at the Tsing Yi Martial Emperor Ao Tong with disdain.
"You...do you think I'm sure of you!" Tsing Yi Martial Emperor was very angry, since he became Martial Emperor, wherever he went, others were respectful.
After knowing that he is the pinnacle of the Martial Emperor, even those powerful forces with Martial Venerables are very polite to him.
Wu Zun does not come out, and the whole world, he is still at ease.
When have you been underestimated like this.
He pulled out his long sword and looked at Mr. Xie with sharp eyes, "Your tone is crazy, I don't know what it means. Now let you see, my Qingyu Nine Swords."
"Oh?" Mr. Xie had some interest in his eyes, "Qingyu Nine Swords, the name is really nice, but I hope that the power will not be too bad and let me down."
"Go to hell!" Tsing Yi Martial Emperor Ao Tong now felt that Mr. Xie was a lunatic, he was also a Martial Emperor, he despised himself, he didn't know what it meant.
Young Master Xie looked at the Tsing Yi Martial Emperor, and rushed towards him with a long sword in his hand, his face didn't change at all, he just tightened the whip in his hand.
He felt that he was qualified to despise the warriors in this continent, none of whom had seen the world much.
The kung fu practiced is also quite low-level. Even the kung fu practiced by Wu Wang is rarely of the top-grade earth-level, and even many martial emperors practice only the top-grade earth-level kung fu.
The heaven-level exercises here are just legends, and the heaven-level exercises that I have heard of occasionally are quite restrictive and incomplete.
As for me, I not only practice heaven-level exercises, but also heaven-level spiritual skills. Although they are inferior, they are not at the same level as earth-level exercises.
The most important thing is that his vest has a fiery red scorpion pattern, which brings him boundless confidence.
Even in the Yuan Continent, warriors of the same level are no match for him, let alone here.
Tsing Yi Martial Emperor's long sword whizzed towards it with a sharp wind sound, and it was covered with the power of heaven and earth. Obviously, when he made a move, he used all his strength.
Mr. Xie sneered, shaking his hand, the long whip was like a nimble big snake, and instantly blocked the long sword.
"Bah." With a crisp sound, the long sword was blocked, Ao Tong, the Emperor in Tsing Yi, looked ugly.
His full blow was blocked so easily, the evil young man in front of him really lived up to his reputation.
Ao Tong, the Martial Emperor in Tsing Yi, straightened his complexion, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
"Ah..." he roared loudly, and Chang Jian Wu's dance was full of wind.
"Qingyu Nine Swords, Nine Swords in a Chain." One sword is faster than another, like a violent storm, sweeping towards Mr. Xie.
Obviously, this Qingyu Nine Swords is all about fast characters, and the swordsmanship is continuous, making the opponent flustered.