Vol 6 Chapter 348: Breaking the sky (on)

"Transaction? Hey, in this case, let's talk about what the transaction is." Yan Shuo soul slightly interested, cold-sounding. His eyes are locked in his every move. The bow of the Northern Emperor was on his body, and as a result, his interest in the evil emperor was far greater than the evil. Now, he has invested in the net, such a good opportunity, before he took the bow of the Northern Emperor from his hand, how can he be willing to die.
In this short period of time, three people came from afar and leaped to the back of the flames. For the first time in many years, the Northern Emperor Sect was invaded by an outsider. For the first time, he was born with such a big event. Hearing the voice of the people in the Zongzhong, he did not dare to take it easy.
"Xiangxiang, ready to leave... cold cliff, everything is handed over to you, my feelings, will not lie to me!" Ye Wuchen silently recited in his heart, extended his hands, with a flash of blood, a hand If the body is stained with blood, the horrible giant bow appears in his hand. It is the bow of the Northern Emperor - the disaster.
At the moment when the catastrophic bow appeared in the hands of the evil emperor, the atmosphere suddenly changed subtly, and the sound of chaotic breathing became clear and audible, and even the beating of the heart could be clearly captured. On the day when the evil emperor broke the bow of the broken soul cliff, it was the fact that the bow of the Northern Emperor was only the Northern Emperor Sect and the Southern Emperor Sect who got the news knew that the world could not be known. On the spot, except for Yan Xi, no one has ever seen the true body of the bow of the Northern Emperor, but at this time the evil emperor shines out the bow, the blood-stained shape, and the faint, letting them all over the body. The momentum of the forces with varying degrees of incitement made them extremely convinced... that is, the evil emperor shot the bow of the Northern Emperor at the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference!
"Bow of the Northern Emperor!" Yan Xiyu couldn't help but shout out loudly. His shouting made everyone no doubt.
A pair of eyes became extremely warm, and more eyes began to shift from the evil emperor to the disaster. Half of the people are already sighing, and if they are not the words of the lord, they have already rushed up. For the Northern Emperor Sect, the catastrophe was originally a legend passed down from ancient times. Whether it really exists is unknown. How strong it is is unknown. And the sky-shattering shot of the Tianchen Magic Wu Conference caused the Tianchen mainland to tremble, and let the Northern Emperor’s recapture of the bow of the Northern Emperor’s bow--or let everyone produce the bow. The possession of the heart. Who, do not want to have this forbidden device that can open up the world!
How do you want to keep calm, and when you first see this bow of the Northern Emperor, you still have a heartbeat. He used his eyes to quickly signal the people behind him, so that they could not act rashly, and looked up and said: "The bow of the Northern Emperor... Oh, this is the chip you want to trade?"
"Yes. I wonder if your Northern Emperor is satisfied with the chip of this transaction?" Ye Wuchen reported with a sneer.
"Ha ha ha ha ... well, well, tell me about your trading conditions, I really want to hear." Yan Shuo soul laughed, said.
"Oh..." The evil emperor smiled more and more mysteriously. At this time, his silver dress suddenly began to dance, and the silver cloak behind him was also raised. It’s like a sudden wind. But none of the people of the Northern Emperor Sect below felt the flow of the wind, and all of them were suspicious.
"Transaction? The Emperor heard a rumor a long time ago... Rumors, you are looking for the bow in my hand, and the owner of this bow. Once you find it, you must follow it forever. The master of this bow, forever eternal can not betray, I do not know your Northern Emperor, can deny this?"
The expressions of the masters of the Northern Emperor Sects have changed to varying degrees, and a few unintelligible cold reverberations echoed in the air. Inflamed and stunned eyes swept back like electricity, and they stopped the few people who wanted to talk. Hehe smiled: "Yes, there is indeed this rumor. But what we are looking for is the bow of the Northern Emperor, which is called the disaster. Er, why do you say that this is the disaster bow we are looking for?"
"Then you can tell the truth?" The evil emperor calmly asked, plainly asked.
Yan Shuo soul step forward, proudly said: "I am the lord of the Northern Emperor, how can I not recognize the bow of the Northern Emperor. Then you dare to let me distinguish it at a close distance, so the bow is really the bow of the Northern Emperor, we are north Emperor Sect will be as you wish."
The evil emperor is silent, long time without words. Just when everyone didn't think he would be stupid enough to let the soul break close to him, he suddenly made an action that made anyone in the place can't believe his eyes... He slammed his hand and put the hand in the disaster The bow was thrown freely, and the red slashed bow fell obliquely in the air, just falling into the hands of the broken soul.
"Then you will see enough." The voice of the evil emperor sounded late.
After the death of the soul, more than a dozen people responded for a few seconds, and then quickly rushed to the side of the flames of the soul, to see the true posture of the bow of the Northern Emperor, the heart is the strange move to the evil emperor to the extreme. He even so arbitrarily threw the bow of the Northern Emperor into the hands of the slashing soul... This mysterious and unpredictable, commanding the same evil and unpredictable, and the evil emperor of the powerful sects, is it so simple?
Or is this bow simply fake? It is he who is a teasing! ?
The catastrophe began, and the smashing soul felt a hot heat flow from the hand, and quickly flowed to his strange eight veins, so that he no longer doubts the authenticity of the disaster, he will die The clenched, looked up at the evil emperor in the air, slowly said: "Very good... It is the bow of the Northern Emperor with the name of the disaster... Very good, then you can die... On! Live catching, dead bodies can also!!"
Under the slamming of the soul, those who have long quietly locked the evil emperor with the momentum, the North Emperor masters who are ready to wait, all leaped high and attacked the position of the evil emperor. Ye Wuchen’s eyes flashed through a cold cold, and he did not see any movements. The body suddenly burst out of the air, just like a silver arrow that was shot upwards and straight into the sky, so that those could not The masters of the flight attack all fell through, but the crisis of the evil emperor did not end, and two thunderous sinks of heavy drinking came from the wind, a middle-aged man from the top 50, and the arrogant arrogant who had attacked him before. At the same time, they jumped up and chased the evil spirits. When the people did not arrive, the amazing air waves had already hit the sea.
The combination of two god-level masters is undoubtedly the strongest attack he has encountered since he came to Tianchen. For example, direct collision, with his extraordinary physique, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.
Ye Wuchen maintained an upward momentum. When the heavy pressure was close, he suddenly turned back, and his mouth overflowed with a hoarse low drink. With his body movement, a violent wind had no warning. Going under the cover, greet the power of the two souls that contain endless power.
The wind whistling down, the wind of the evil emperor was rumored with a strong horror color in the whole Tianchen continent for a long time, because it was the wind in his hand, and all the middlemen were all strangled without leaving the whole body. It seems that it is not a simple wind, but a myriad of deadly sick knives, ruthlessly and cruelly cutting everything in front of it.
Although Ye Wuchen’s wind power is far from the wind magic released by the same level of wind magician, it is the power that two god-level masters have hit at this time. He does not expect to Relying on this storm, the two men will be repulsed. Instead, the reaction force generated by the release of the wind force suddenly pulled up, and the heart whispered: "Xiangxiang!"
A faint white light flashed away on Ye Wuchen's body, and he took him more than 30 meters from the air. He perfectly escaped the power of the two souls that cut the storm, but the wind of Ye Wuchen After all, it was no small matter. The horizontally rotating storm did not hurt two god-level masters, but was wiped out by most of them under attack. But the storm that bypassed their bodies whizzed down, with a bitter cold. The crowd below. Not yet close, the skin has felt a sharp pain like a split.
"Be careful!" The crowds pointed to by the storm are all screaming, all the same shots, or the power of the soul to offset, or try to protect themselves. A chaotic wind screamed, and the power had been weakened. Although the wind did not really hurt them, they took their bodies back together and took a few steps back.
Ye Wuchen's right hand stretched out, and the corner of his mouth showed a mocking smile. Just at the moment when his hand stretched out, suddenly there was a sigh in the mouth of the broken soul, and the foot also took a step back, and the disaster bow in his hand had already turned into a A red light passed away and then appeared in the hands of Ye Wuchen.
The flames of the broken soul slowly opened the shaking of the right palm, but now the palm of the hand is covered with a dense crack, such as a piece of crushed, but still connected with the glass, the blood of the blood will have overflowed His entire palm is dyed red. With the strength of his slashing soul, even if there is no defense, the ordinary master will not want to hurt him if he holds the weapon of the gods. But... He felt that what had hurt him was not the disaster itself, but the terrible murderousness that it suddenly released before it turned into a red light.
Just murderous, let him a god-level master palm.
"father!"
"Lord, are you okay?"
Yan Shuo soul raised his hand to indicate that he was fine, slowly holding his right hand, his hands behind his back, said coldly: "Sure enough."
"The Northern Emperor Sect, it really is a well-deserved reputation." The evil emperor looked like a hook, indifferent to say, although his voice is as calm as water, but he can hear the sarcasm.
Yan Bing soul brows a sink, whispered: "Up!"
A word falls. The two god-level masters who have just fallen from the sky have already shot like arrows, and they rushed to Ye Wuchen. The heavy pressure like a mountain is approaching. This time, Ye Wuchen is hiding and not hiding. Just watching the two people close to themselves, the only left hand holding the bow is raised, and the right hand is slowly opened... ...
At that moment, the sky suddenly seemed to be dark, the wind stopped, and the air screamed. The air completely stopped flowing, and the ears could no longer hear any sound. It seemed that everything had become absolute at this moment. still.
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