The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1972: The Sword Master’s Biography

Even if you win, there is a high probability of a miserable victory, which is not very meaningful.

Zhao Dog sneered and said: "The weak should understand their status. There are many things that you can't get ahead if you want to."

The people in Jianzong were very angry, even Gongsun Yan was angry.

They have deep feelings for Lin Yun, but now someone is saying bad things about Lin Yun, but they can only choose to endure, and their faces are extremely uncomfortable.

"These bastards, if Brother Yun is still there, how can they be arrogant." Gongsun Yan was furious.

Lin Yun glanced at Zhao Dog and White Wolf, moving his fingers slightly, deliberately trying to teach each other a lesson.

"There is no one in the Eastern Wilderness? How long has it been, still using the funeral dude, is the funeral your father?"

Zhao Dog ignored these, and he continued to humiliate everyone.

These words were extremely hurtful and insulting. The angry Donghuang people were all furious. Several people wanted to rush out to fight, but they were all stopped by the people around them.

"A wild dog dared to be arrogant, do you really think I have no one in the Eastern Wilderness?"

At this moment, a domineering voice resounded through the dojo.

The sound is not loud, but it is full of power, like thunder sound constantly blasting in people's ears.

Zhong Yi stood up, his body was as tall as a sword, and he was handsome and handsome, and walked out of the crowd with a trace of cold arrogance.

He is one of the three great sword sages in the Eastern Desolation, the direct disciple of the sword sage Fuyou, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of Nine Yuan Nirvana.

Standing with hands, he has the temperament of being a king over the world, stalwart and upright.

Seeing Zhong Yi stepping out, everyone in the Eastern Wilderness suddenly showed joy and excitement.

With Zhong Yi here, this group of people must not be arrogant.

He is a direct disciple of Sword Saint Fuyou, the face of their gang, and the banner figure of the younger generation of Eastern Desolation Swordsmanship.

"As expected of the Juggernaut, Zhong Yi is really charming."

"Zhong Yi also kept a low profile. He has the innate Eucharist, and he is stronger than the funerary burial boy. The strength of the two should not be of the same level for a long time."

"Zhong Yi can definitely represent the Eastern Wilderness!"

……

Zhao Dog glanced around and smiled: "Finally, someone has come out, the sword saint Fuyou is famous, and his personal disciple has two brushes."

Actually, they came today because of Zhong Yi, and for the sake of Fuyou Sword Saint, to investigate this man's reality for his son.

"Let me come."

The white wolf stepped forward and said to Zhao Dog.

When Zhao Dog saw the white wolf, his face remained silent, but he was quietly relieved in his heart.

In fact, he is still very afraid of Zhong Yi. This person is more than one grade better than An Ziyun, and his attributes may not be able to restrain the opponent.

"Brother Dog, take a rest, I can deal with this kind of stuff, the fourth brother." Bai Lang laughed.

"Hahaha, okay, let the fourth brother you!" Zhao Dog laughed and stepped back.

Everyone in Donghuang was dissatisfied when they saw it.

Zhong Yi’s opponent should be Zao Wou-ki, and once again the boss Zhao Hu, the fourth of the sword servants actually appeared on the stage.

What the **** is this guy doing?

Zhong Yi frowned slightly and snorted coldly

: "Zao Wou-ki, you are not afraid that I will take too heavy a shot and will kill your servant directly with a sword?"

Zao Wou-ki drank the wine with a smile, still ignored.

Bai Lang laughed and said: "If you really have this ability and kill me with a sword, I am naturally convinced. I am afraid that you are also a person of ignorance. The disciple of Juggernaut is great? Yaoguang and Fuyou are nothing great. !"

"Dare to insult my master?" Zhong Yi's eyes immediately froze.

"Hahaha, what if you are insulted! I am beating the Juggernaut disciple today, and I have to kneel when I am burying flowers!"

The white wolf laughed, raised his hand and killed it.

Boom!

He directly pressed down with a palm in the air, and a huge palm appeared on the top of Zhong Yi's head, with the sacred pattern lingering in the center of the palm.

Shining with light comparable to the sun, sacred and mighty, containing the aura of destruction.

Boom boom boom!

Before the palm of the hand fell, the void exploded one after another, as if the palm was really holding a sun.

"Big Day Futian Hand!"

"Is that the Sun Saint Mark? This guy is really just a sword servant!"

As soon as he shot, the faces of everyone in Donghuang changed.

The Great Sun Futian hand is a very terrifying ghost level, and the palm sacred pattern has obviously been cultivated to an extremely horrible situation, the sacred pattern lingers, and the dazzling light makes people afraid to look directly.

At this moment, the confidence of the people in Donghuang was immediately less.

"Zhong Yi, kneel down and beg for mercy!"

The white wolf suddenly burst into a drink, and the sun sacred pattern on the palm bloomed again, as if the sun was really born.

Under the giant palm, the sun is still in the sky.

So strong!

Zhong Yi's face changed slightly, and he felt a lot of pressure from his cultivation base, and he couldn't see the details of the other party.

His face became completely solemn, knowing that he shouldn't be underestimated.

"Tianyou Holy Light!"

Zhong Yi yelled angrily, stimulating his own innate body, and at the same time releasing a half-step galaxy sword intent.

Suddenly a powerful and incomparable innate body power erupted from his body, releasing a dazzling light, so that the giant hand above his head could never fall.

Boom!

At the same time, holding his right hand on the hilt, he pulled out the sword little by little.

Let his half-step Galaxy Sword Intent bloom continuously, and cracks immediately appeared in the giant hand.

"Innate Eucharist."

Seeing that Da Ri Futian's hand was about to be broken, the White Wolf didn't panic at all and took it easy.

Wow!

Just as Zhong Yi's sword power was about to reach its limit, his heart beat wildly, his blood boiled, like a giant furnace echoing in the dojo.

"Congenital Sword Heart!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the white wolf. They couldn't help being terrified.

"Let me kneel down!"

The white wolf monster laughed, and the power of the giant sky-supporting hand that was about to split has skyrocketed again.

Plop!

The sword pulled out half an inch of Zhong Yi, and knelt on one knee with a muffled groan, his face was extremely edible

The color of power.

Boom!

Finally all the giant hands supporting the sky fell, and the powerful aftermath swept out, echoing in every corner of the dojo.

Everyone made their own moves, or drew out the holy sword, or sacrificed martial arts to resist these aftermaths.

Even so, many people were hit and vomited blood and flew, fainting on the spot.

Puff!

Zhong Yi stood up in the flames, he vomited blood, looked at the white wolf in surprise, and said: "Who are you, you are so talented, it is absolutely impossible to be unknown!"

White Wolf said lightly: "Perhaps I used to have some fame, but now I...I am just a sword servant under the sect, White Wolf!"

He strode forward, drew his sword out of its sheath, and killed Zhong Yi.

Qiangqiang!

After ten moves, the powerful sword power that broke out of the white wolf directly flew Zhong Yizhen out.

He hit the stone pillar with unwillingness in his eyes.

"Damn..."

Zhong Yi's heart is very suffocated, and his dignified sword sage personally passes on, and he can't even beat the opponent's servant.

I don't believe it!

He worked hard to cheer up, regain control of Tianyou Eucharist, and recover his injuries little by little.

I want to regroup and suppress the opponent with the power of the Eucharist.

"Good job!"

The white wolf laughed without fear.

I saw a sword chant suddenly heard from the body, and a beautiful jade light burst out from the body. The light was like a sword, and the stinging person could not open his eyes.

A wave of sword power rushed out, and instead of suppressing the opponent, Zhong Yi was suppressed by the white wolf's Eucharist.

The white wolf is in the jade light, his body is like a peerless sword, arrogant and violent.

Buzz!

The sword sound in his body became louder and louder, and the sword light on his body continued to rush away, finally condensing a beam of light into the sky.

Huh!

Zhong Yi's Communion light went out like a candle flame.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone was shocked and could no longer sit still, one by one stood up in horror.

The white wolf laughed a lot, his hands were knotted in the light, and the black cloth hanging on his back spread out like wings~IndoMTL.com~ Wow!

Black wings, taking care of the jade light on his body, let his sword power reach an incredible realm.

Obviously, he didn't step into the realm of the galaxy, but it gave people the feeling that he was not inferior to the sword intent of the galaxy, and it was overwhelming.

"That is the innate sword body!"

Someone recognized the body of the white wolf, and they all took a breath.

The congenital sword body with the Black Feather Sword Tome is simply invincible. Zhong Yi didn't hold on for long and knelt down.

"Hahaha! What about the Juggernaut's personal biography, you don't have to kneel in front of me!" The white wolf laughed wildly, he had an indescribable pleasure, and appeared extremely public.

It turned out to be him, no wonder he was so hostile to Jianzong.

Lin Yun muttered in his heart, finally remembering who this person is, this world is really small.

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