His hair was flying and rising slowly, and his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking down from the gods. It was a look that towered over all the people and made people feel heart-stopping.
I saw him raising his hand and punching, aiming at the node of the sword array. Pu Rong's method reached the sky and the earth, soared up, and became huge on the spot!
There were already hundreds of feet tall Dharma form, but it suddenly had a growing tendency to pierce the sky.
boom!
The dharma image touched the upper limit of the sword array.
"How long can the sword formation created by the sword itself last?"
"Sword Fusion Technique!"
At this time, Qin Yang forcibly merged with Daxia Longque. The sword fusion skills were learned from Xuenu Shensha.
It is a spell that is integrated with the sword, but it requires a high degree of compatibility.
The first time he came into contact with Daxia Longque, he had to forcefully cast this set of spells. In fact, the risk was very high!
If you are not careful, you will go crazy and be irreversible!
But he had no choice!
Wow!
Qin Yang's dragon transformation slowly faded away, and instead, a golden-white imperial robe enveloped him.
At the same time, Qin Yang's hair also grew instantly, just like the ancients.
A golden nine-bead crown was formed out of thin air and fell on his head, binding his hair with a crown.
The golden and white imperial robe also gave him a domineering and majestic look that dominated the world.
"Um?"
King Pu Rong was stunned!
Qin Yang stood a little below his feet, but appeared directly in front of King Pu Rong. His empty right hand was raised high, and a sword suddenly formed!
The speed was so fast that even King Pu Rong was stunned.
Poof!
With a slash of the sword, only the sword light swept across, and King Pu Rong's entire left arm was cut off. In an instant, King Pu Rong's pupils shrank!
At this time, Qin Yang raised his hand again. His expression was cold and lifeless, like a puppet.
The sword energy spreads out in an instant, covering all directions!
In an instant, the sword touches heaven and earth!
Another sword fell, and King Pu Rong retreated in time, but he was still slashed straight from the middle of his forehead, with a straight and even cut extending from the top of his head to his lower body.
The depth of the wound is also very uniform, about two centimeters.
King Pu Rong was shocked, how could he become even sharper?
Moreover, the speed is also terrifyingly fast, and I can no longer keep up!
"Sword fusion... a spell that fuses with a sword? But can this kind of spell be so powerful?"
King Pu Rong was thinking in his mind, but Qin Yang didn't give him time.
No, Qin Yang at this time, even Qin Yang himself can’t tell!
His face was expressionless, like a ghost!
King Pu Rong shouted loudly, and the Dharma was blocked in front of him.
Buzz!
A ray of sword light shot from the bottom up, splitting the entire Dharma in half!
That sword looks exactly like the Great Xia Dragon Bird.
But there is no aura of swordsmanship, but it is sharper than any divine weapon in the world!
It seems that there is nothing in the world that it cannot kill!
laugh!
The space fluctuated, and Qin Yang's figure approached again. King Pu Rong retreated sharply, but blood began to flow from his throat!
At some point, his throat had been cut open!
The flat wound was extremely fine, and the blood seemed to be sprayed out by high pressure!
"I can't see, I can't see Qin Yang's position at all!"
King Pu Rong covered his neck, and at this moment, a sword penetrated from behind him.
King Pu Rong paused and looked down at the sword that penetrated him.
"Qin Yang...what happened to you? Why can't I feel your breath?"
Qin Yang's eyes slowly regained their vitality and exited the sword-melting state.
I just heard him say weakly: "The previous Human Emperor used my hand to suppress you."
