Chapter 1121
: Fierce battle against Emperor Jun!
"I am a sword cultivator!"
Only these four words can be regarded as an answer.
After Liu Yi finished speaking, his body remained motionless, standing proudly like a mountain.
Ask the sword about foreign affairs, ask the heart about internal affairs.
Fighting against people is a foreign matter, how can you not ask about the sword in your hand?
The sword cultivator hides his sword in his chest, so that when he is fighting with others, he will have a chance to draw his sword and go all out, blood splattering five steps!
……
Facing the sharp edge of the sword of the emperor, Liu Yi did not retreat but advanced, step by step.
There is a beam of spiritual light that emerges from the chaos.
Liu Yi is holding a sword, and there is an emerald branch hidden in the sleeve of his left hand, which is the branch of the immortal willow.
A beam of spiritual light, only three inches long, brushed out from the branch.
Immediately, there was a passage of heaven and earth, leading to the depths of chaos, appearing in Liu Yi's sleeves.
Immediately, the sleeves fluttered straight up, like a curtain that covered the sky and the sun, stretched out in the chaos, and covered Taoist Wukong and others in front of him.
"Senior Liu, stop!"
Di Jun said in a loud voice: "Even if you use Zhen Yuanzi's heaven and earth to enter your sleeves and take away these monsters, senior, you will not escape catastrophe today. You are the brother of the great lord, and I don't want to kill you to the death. , today I only want the Sword of Primordial Mist, and I don't want to embarrass Senior Liu."
This emperor actually regarded Master Xuandu and others as little ghosts like demons and monsters, and did not take them into his eyes at all.
In the chaos, Cui Wei, the emperor's sword, is immortal, and the emperor's sword is magnificent and powerful, pointing directly at Liu Yi, turning a blind eye to the many seriously injured people who are being taken away by his sleeves.
The six monsters of Meishan, Yuan Hong, Wukong, Xuandu and others had been beaten to the brink of death, floating and sinking in the chaos. Seeing their sleeves flying towards them, they fled into their sleeves one after another, begging for a chance of survival.
Ding!
The sword edge in Liu Yi's hand collided with the Emperor's Way sword edge of the Emperor's Sword.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Liu Yi's mouth.
Lines of blood flowed out of the seven orifices.
Step by step, Di Jun stepped on the edge of the sword of Emperor Dao and walked towards Liu Yi, followed by Donghuang Taiyi.
The surrounding chaos is getting weaker and weaker.
"Senior Liu, let it go."
Di Jun shook his head slightly, his whole body glowed with golden light, and said: "The son of a thousand gold can't sit on the throne, and the gentleman can't stand under a dangerous wall. As a senior, why should he be in a dangerous situation?"
At this point, there are twelve more rays of light, sweeping infinite monster energy, flying from a distance.
The Twelve Demon Lords have already rushed to the battlefield.
"The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead!"
Liu Yi's expression was extremely firm, he didn't take a step back, and he didn't have the slightest fear. When he roared, he acted as a voice transmission to his sleeve, saying: "I have opened a passage to the universe. There are ever-changing means, so you can naturally reduce your stature and fly into the passage, leave this place, and escape the calamity of death and dao disappearance."
"The Sword of Primordial Mist belongs to me!"
Di Jun frowned, and once again displayed a magical power of sword art, saying: "Offended!"
Liu Yi also tried his best to stimulate the weakness of his whole body, and then pulled out the aura surging in the small world, poured it into his dantian, and merged it into the beam of sword energy on his body.
The sword light soared into the sky, shaking the sky and weeping ghosts and gods. Although its power was not as powerful as the beam of light from the sword on Di Jun, the purity of the sword's intent and pure sword energy far surpassed that of Di Jun.
Hong Yun anxiously said: "Fellow Daoist Liu! Get back quickly!"
Grand Master Xuandu had gathered two clones, and said via voice transmission: "Senior Liu! Don't be brave!"
Taoist Wukong was gasping for breath, coughing up blood, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Liu, Old Sun Jing, you are a rare man in the world, but we have to retreat in this battle, we can't hit a stone with an egg!"
Liu Yi shook his head slightly, ignoring everyone's shouts.
When Liu Yi fought against others in Hengshan, he once said that one must not avoid battles or be afraid of battles in one's cultivation, one must go forward bravely in order to succeed in cultivation.
Today, if he was afraid of Di Jun, if he just suffered some injuries and then turned around and retreated, there must be a shadow in his heart.
"In this battle, we must go all out. Now that I can hold the sword in my hand, how can I retreat so easily?"
With a firm mind, Liu Yi slowly raised the edge of the sword in his hand, and he never offered to retreat, let alone defeat!
At the beginning when retreating from Qiongyu's realm, he also cut off the three flowers on top of the Twelve Heavenly Venerates, and then retreated after obtaining the results. What happened today is very different from that time!
However, Dijun's Emperor Dao sword edge was cast with Zhizhan Zhishang, the first sword had already seriously injured Liu Yi, how could Liu Yi resist the second sword?
Apart from death and death, is there any other ending?
Abi Yuantu's sword formation diagram hangs above his head.
The Sword of Primordial Mist, held in his hand.
Even Grand Master Xuandu drew out the fake Zhuxian Four Swords Formation, swirled around Liu Yi, released a burst of sword energy, and merged into the beam of sword energy above Liu Yi's head.
The Book of Immortality and the Book of the Earth have already flown back, guarding Liu Yi's body.
A measuring ruler was placed across Liu Yi's waist.
The remaining magic weapons manifested a series of auras, surrounding them.
Numerous treasures showed a halo of light, hanging down thousands of clear lights, gathered into a light mask, like a circle of large formations, guarding Liu Yi's body.
"Second sword!"
With Di Jun's words, the sword's edge has arrived.
Boom!
The two blades collided in the air.
When the sword was handed over, Liu Yi's mana in his body was completely consumed, and his meridians were tingling, as if his heart and intestines were broken. Even in the small world, earth-shaking changes took place.
Except for the immortal willow tree, there is no trace of green in the whole world.
Among the mountains, rivers and mountains, flowers, plants, trees, birds, insects, fish, beasts and the like all died.
The essence of the whole world was poured into Liu Yi's body, supporting him to release this sword energy.
When fighting in all directions before, countless vitality came. Except for the vitality swallowed by the undead willow tree, the rest are all in this world, and all of them are poured into Liu Yi's body at this moment.
The whole world was dead silent.
Under the immortal willow tree, Liu Yi used a method similar to Situ Mengdie's planting of plants and trees, planting the remnant souls of many disciples under the big tree, and now the small world is undergoing major changes. Dao tree branches guard those remnant souls, otherwise all the souls will be scattered.
Except for this big tree, there is no trace of greenery or life between the heaven and the earth.
Yellow sand everywhere, boundless desert.
Standing in the middle of the yellow sand, the Canglang Demon Lord looked up at the sky, wanting to see clearly the battlefield beyond the world from the gap in the small world, but he only saw the color of chaos that gradually subsided, and could not see other scenes.
"Go and save my uncle! Go!"
Tanlang only knows that Liu Yi is fighting with others, and he doesn't know the origin of the enemy, but now that the small world has undergone such changes, how can Tanlang not be impatient?
"I asked him to retreat a long time ago, but he didn't leave by himself, how can I blame Lao Tzu?"
The wolf devil shook his tail, gently patted the greedy wolf away, and said angrily: "You have my blood in your body, if you don't recognize me, I will also be your father! In today's battle, Liu Yi will definitely lose, and my cultivation level is ten. If you don’t have one, your strength is not as good as before. Once you go to help him, you will definitely include yourself in it, and then you will become a real orphan! If I don’t go to die and stay in this small world, I will have some points A chance to live... oh!"
Only these four words can be regarded as an answer.
After Liu Yi finished speaking, his body remained motionless, standing proudly like a mountain.
Ask the sword about foreign affairs, ask the heart about internal affairs.
Fighting against people is a foreign matter, how can you not ask about the sword in your hand?
The sword cultivator hides his sword in his chest, so that when he is fighting with others, he will have a chance to draw his sword and go all out, blood splattering five steps!
……
Facing the sharp edge of the sword of the emperor, Liu Yi did not retreat but advanced, step by step.
There is a beam of spiritual light that emerges from the chaos.
Liu Yi is holding a sword, and there is an emerald branch hidden in the sleeve of his left hand, which is the branch of the immortal willow.
A beam of spiritual light, only three inches long, brushed out from the branch.
Immediately, there was a passage of heaven and earth, leading to the depths of chaos, appearing in Liu Yi's sleeves.
Immediately, the sleeves fluttered straight up, like a curtain that covered the sky and the sun, stretched out in the chaos, and covered Taoist Wukong and others in front of him.
"Senior Liu, stop!"
Di Jun said in a loud voice: "Even if you use Zhen Yuanzi's heaven and earth to enter your sleeves and take away these monsters, senior, you will not escape catastrophe today. You are the brother of the great lord, and I don't want to kill you to the death. , today I only want the Sword of Primordial Mist, and I don't want to embarrass Senior Liu."
This emperor actually regarded Master Xuandu and others as little ghosts like demons and monsters, and did not take them into his eyes at all.
In the chaos, Cui Wei, the emperor's sword, is immortal, and the emperor's sword is magnificent and powerful, pointing directly at Liu Yi, turning a blind eye to the many seriously injured people who are being taken away by his sleeves.
The six monsters of Meishan, Yuan Hong, Wukong, Xuandu and others had been beaten to the brink of death, floating and sinking in the chaos. Seeing their sleeves flying towards them, they fled into their sleeves one after another, begging for a chance of survival.
Ding!
The sword edge in Liu Yi's hand collided with the Emperor's Way sword edge of the Emperor's Sword.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Liu Yi's mouth.
Lines of blood flowed out of the seven orifices.
Step by step, Di Jun stepped on the edge of the sword of Emperor Dao and walked towards Liu Yi, followed by Donghuang Taiyi.
The surrounding chaos is getting weaker and weaker.
"Senior Liu, let it go."
Di Jun shook his head slightly, his whole body glowed with golden light, and said: "The son of a thousand gold can't sit on the throne, and the gentleman can't stand under a dangerous wall. As a senior, why should he be in a dangerous situation?"
At this point, there are twelve more rays of light, sweeping infinite monster energy, flying from a distance.
The Twelve Demon Lords have already rushed to the battlefield.
"The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead!"
Liu Yi's expression was extremely firm, he didn't take a step back, and he didn't have the slightest fear. When he roared, he acted as a voice transmission to his sleeve, saying: "I have opened a passage to the universe. There are ever-changing means, so you can naturally reduce your stature and fly into the passage, leave this place, and escape the calamity of death and dao disappearance."
"The Sword of Primordial Mist belongs to me!"
Di Jun frowned, and once again displayed a magical power of sword art, saying: "Offended!"
Liu Yi also tried his best to stimulate the weakness of his whole body, and then pulled out the aura surging in the small world, poured it into his dantian, and merged it into the beam of sword energy on his body.
The sword light soared into the sky, shaking the sky and weeping ghosts and gods. Although its power was not as powerful as the beam of light from the sword on Di Jun, the purity of the sword's intent and pure sword energy far surpassed that of Di Jun.
Hong Yun anxiously said: "Fellow Daoist Liu! Get back quickly!"
Grand Master Xuandu had gathered two clones, and said via voice transmission: "Senior Liu! Don't be brave!"
Taoist Wukong was gasping for breath, coughing up blood, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Liu, Old Sun Jing, you are a rare man in the world, but we have to retreat in this battle, we can't hit a stone with an egg!"
Liu Yi shook his head slightly, ignoring everyone's shouts.
When Liu Yi fought against others in Hengshan, he once said that one must not avoid battles or be afraid of battles in one's cultivation, one must go forward bravely in order to succeed in cultivation.
Today, if he was afraid of Di Jun, if he just suffered some injuries and then turned around and retreated, there must be a shadow in his heart.
"In this battle, we must go all out. Now that I can hold the sword in my hand, how can I retreat so easily?"
With a firm mind, Liu Yi slowly raised the edge of the sword in his hand, and he never offered to retreat, let alone defeat!
At the beginning when retreating from Qiongyu's realm, he also cut off the three flowers on top of the Twelve Heavenly Venerates, and then retreated after obtaining the results. What happened today is very different from that time!
However, Dijun's Emperor Dao sword edge was cast with Zhizhan Zhishang, the first sword had already seriously injured Liu Yi, how could Liu Yi resist the second sword?
Apart from death and death, is there any other ending?
Abi Yuantu's sword formation diagram hangs above his head.
The Sword of Primordial Mist, held in his hand.
Even Grand Master Xuandu drew out the fake Zhuxian Four Swords Formation, swirled around Liu Yi, released a burst of sword energy, and merged into the beam of sword energy above Liu Yi's head.
The Book of Immortality and the Book of the Earth have already flown back, guarding Liu Yi's body.
A measuring ruler was placed across Liu Yi's waist.
The remaining magic weapons manifested a series of auras, surrounding them.
Numerous treasures showed a halo of light, hanging down thousands of clear lights, gathered into a light mask, like a circle of large formations, guarding Liu Yi's body.
"Second sword!"
With Di Jun's words, the sword's edge has arrived.
Boom!
The two blades collided in the air.
When the sword was handed over, Liu Yi's mana in his body was completely consumed, and his meridians were tingling, as if his heart and intestines were broken. Even in the small world, earth-shaking changes took place.
Except for the immortal willow tree, there is no trace of green in the whole world.
Among the mountains, rivers and mountains, flowers, plants, trees, birds, insects, fish, beasts and the like all died.
The essence of the whole world was poured into Liu Yi's body, supporting him to release this sword energy.
When fighting in all directions before, countless vitality came. Except for the vitality swallowed by the undead willow tree, the rest are all in this world, and all of them are poured into Liu Yi's body at this moment.
The whole world was dead silent.
Under the immortal willow tree, Liu Yi used a method similar to Situ Mengdie's planting of plants and trees, planting the remnant souls of many disciples under the big tree, and now the small world is undergoing major changes. Dao tree branches guard those remnant souls, otherwise all the souls will be scattered.
Except for this big tree, there is no trace of greenery or life between the heaven and the earth.
Yellow sand everywhere, boundless desert.
Standing in the middle of the yellow sand, the Canglang Demon Lord looked up at the sky, wanting to see clearly the battlefield beyond the world from the gap in the small world, but he only saw the color of chaos that gradually subsided, and could not see other scenes.
"Go and save my uncle! Go!"
Tanlang only knows that Liu Yi is fighting with others, and he doesn't know the origin of the enemy, but now that the small world has undergone such changes, how can Tanlang not be impatient?
"I asked him to retreat a long time ago, but he didn't leave by himself, how can I blame Lao Tzu?"
The wolf devil shook his tail, gently patted the greedy wolf away, and said angrily: "You have my blood in your body, if you don't recognize me, I will also be your father! In today's battle, Liu Yi will definitely lose, and my cultivation level is ten. If you don’t have one, your strength is not as good as before. Once you go to help him, you will definitely include yourself in it, and then you will become a real orphan! If I don’t go to die and stay in this small world, I will have some points A chance to live... oh!"