Chapter 1716

Every phantom of the dead has Kunlun immortal level combat power.

Nearly a hundred Kunlun immortals flew out at the same time, and immediately locked every moving track around Xu Yang.

"Enjoy the feast of the dead!

When you lose the ability to resist, you will taste the taste of death

The undead emperor is very confident in his own power. Similarly, he seems to be ready to appreciate Xu Yang's vitality and be devoured by himself.

Unfortunately, he will never see that scene.

At the next moment, Xu Yang soared his jade bone sword directly into the sky. This sword did not attack any of the seasons of the dead emperor. Instead, it created a special field that fully supported the circulation and condensation of his own Kendo breath above his head.

In this field, every time Xu Yang condenses a sword, the noumenon breath of the sword will be strong.

In this special space of sword Qi, Xu Yang has evolved a complete eternal kendo.

There are also some products of Xu Yang's new realm which he just realized recently.

Endless swords erupt wantonly in the space of exclusive swords!

Each sword has a different outline and color.

It more represents that Xu Yangyong sees a kind of derived sword Qi product.

"Good guy, if this boy can be used for me, it will be an unimaginable help! His understanding of Kendo is the only one I've ever seen! Even if it is the royal family of human spirit six veins, those so-called arrogant son of heaven, in front of him, bullshit is not it.

Why do such wonderful characters do such deviant things? The desire to overthrow the will of the Supreme God might have had a chance in that era hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Now, however, the will of the Supreme God has obliterated all the sources of power inheritance that can threaten him.

What kind of courage must he have to take this brave step! "

Although the dead emperor's mouth is still in a posture of teeth and claws, when he calm down and starts to gaze at Xu Yang, he can still see a trace of inexplicable admiration in his eyes when he sees the inheritance of Gongfa.

After all, the undead was once a strong man of the human race.

Later, I don't know what happened to this guy, but he finally became a puppet of the will of the Supreme God and got the qualification to dominate one of the five forbidden areas of Tongtian road.

Over the years, countless Terran rebels have fallen into his hands, and he has become numb.

I even forget that I used to be one of them!

But when he saw Xu Yang's incomparable strength in his own Dojo, he instinctively began to envy Xu Yang.

As everyone knows, Xu Yang's strength and achievements today were once the dream of the dead emperor.

But in the end, fate played a big joke on him, making him become a puppet of the Supreme God and the one he hated most.

Unfortunately, it's too late to say that now. The only thing he has to do today is to win or lose with the son of heaven who carries his dream!

Finally, the law of eternal Kendo evolves perfectly to a Sunday.

Xu Yang took the initiative to smash the sword array hanging above his head, so that he could play his power around him with every sword he gathered.

And Xu Yang himself is so cross knee suspended in the void, listening to his eternal sword play a terrible journey of destruction. More than a hundred figures of the undead who have reached the Kunlun immortal level all fall apart under the destruction of Xu Yang's swords, and finally fall into nothingness.

The great emperor of the dead laughed: "I am worthy of being an opponent who can make me serious! Boy, I'm impressed by your strength again.

You have received my respect for you.

But what can these change?

For you, there's no practical significance at all.

Because you are going to say goodbye to the world

With these words, the dead emperor began to burn his own ontological breath.

Because he has clearly understood that it is impossible for Xu Yang to have any influence by using those unorthodox skills to fool children.

It's just a waste of time.

Therefore, the undead emperor advanced the war to the peak of white hot duel stage, using his strongest skills, planning to have a real epic collision with Xu Yang.

The most powerful skill of the dead emperor is killing the dead!

He began to burn his body madly. These black spirits, decaying spirits, endless pain and wailing gathered together.

Under the terrible green ghost fire, a king's sword which can destroy all the breath of life is melted.This is not a real artifact, but after the white light of this sword shape condenses, it can merge with the breath of the dead emperor!

In fact, this sword is built by the undead emperor with his own grievance soul, which can destroy all the souls of the living.

If you are cut down by the sword made of this miserable white soul fire! I'm afraid even the soul strength of Xu Yang will suffer a heavy blow.

Xu Yang's eyes immediately appeared a trace of attention to each other's expression.

You know, since he entered the scope of Kunlun Shinto, he has never looked at his opponent like this.

"I have to admit that you've made me serious."

Xu Yang's voice is short and powerful, and the words are clearly transmitted to the ears of the dead emperor.

Hearing Xu Yang's words, the undead emperor seems to be very excited. He has won the respect of his opponents. At the same time, the huge sword in his hand, which is built by the white fire of the soul, also gives him full confidence.

"Yes, the sword of soul in my hand is a sword made in memory of the soul of the endless powerful human race.

I'll only use it for one attack.

If you succeed, then you will become my next soul puppet and will be enslaved in this place forever.

If I fail, the countless souls piled up by this sword will be sacrificed for me!

I will leave the world forever with the glory that once belonged to them. "

No matter success or failure, this battle is an epic. The birth of the legend will also be the end of a top power who once oppressed the world! Of course, how could Xu Yang be the one who fell?

When he felt the real origin of his opponent's sword, he had decided what he would use next.