Vol 2 Chapter 2190: Son of Heaven

"The Son of Heaven!!!"
Although this sword does not show that it is the Son of Heaven, Xiao Hua’s eyes see the greatness of the long sword, and the heart immediately understands that this must be the emperor of the saint’s Jiangzang Tianzi sword, the emperor’s sword is attacking Kyushu. Sword!
"It turns out that this sword is hidden here! Perhaps this is the real Xuanshui Palace!" Xiao Hua said that he was thinking, and his eyes were looking down. The sword light of the Son of Heaven is extremely bleak, but it also reveals an absolute hegemony. A sword light with a thumb thickness pierces the space and goes straight down!
I saw the farthest place below the Son of Heaven, almost out of the mirror, there is no brilliance, like an abyss, where the sword of the Son of Heaven turns into a vaguely light sword! Under the lightsaber, it was an extremely faint golden light sword pointing upwards, resisting this light sword. Although Xiao Hua doesn't know what this golden light sword is, look at the faint Xin Xin figure next to Jin Guangjian. He already understands!
Here is where Xin Xinzhen was suppressed by the fairy! The suppression of the fairy is nothing else than the Son of Heaven! In this Xuan Shui Palace, not only is there a fairy, but also two pieces of fairy! !
"Hey, what's the matter with this? How can this sword not be as powerful as Kunlun?" Xiao Hua suddenly woke up. "And, my seems to be able to use it too!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Hua couldn’t think too much, and hurriedly rushed to the wind to fly down, that is, he had just flew a few dozen feet, "hey..." bursts of crispness from his head, The whole is born under the feet, which is a triangular mirror, one after another, a moving silvery white brilliance, and finally, the whole space is turned into an extremely smooth mirror!
"Kunlun mirror!" Xiao Hua looked at this huge mirror, a familiar feeling came from the bottom of his heart, "This is in the Kunlun mirror!"
"I understand! There is only one fairy in the Xuanshui Palace, that is, the Kunlun mirror, and there is a sword in the Kunlun mirror!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized.
"The son..." Xin Xin’s voice came over at this time, and there was a kind of surprise and excitement in his voice.
"Xin Xin..." Xiao Hua also responded. Accelerated to fly down, waiting for him to see the situation of the Golden Sword, I did not feel a cold breath! I saw that this is a giant sword with a dozen feet. The style of this giant sword is very simple. The sword is light all the time. The silky sword is like a small flying sword. However, these flying swords rushed out of the giant sword and were immediately pierced by the shadow of the emperor's sword. Completely disappeared.
Looking at the Great Sword, an extremely faint huge figure is hidden in it. This figure is an old man. Both the hair and the body are golden yellow. The old man must fly and close his eyes. Although I couldn't see the look in my eyes, the closed lips, the micro-bite teeth, and the word "Chuan" that condensed into a group of eyebrows all showed the unyielding and struggle of the old man.
"The realm of the sword?" Xiao Hua's eyes are slightly stunned, and God read the giant sword, and his heart secretly thought.
"The son?" Xin Xin bit his lip. The face looked a little red because of the surprise, watching Xiao Hua whisper, "This ... is the body of the whole body! I did not expect that his old man's home was suppressed under the sword of the Son of Heaven!"
"Do you have a way?" Xiao Hua asked when he opened the door.
Xin Xin’s eyes showed a deep sorrow, and there were almost some choking words:
The son of the family does not know, and I am a family member of the ancestral ancestral gold dynasty.
This method is strictly restrained by this sword! Judging from the embarrassing situation, it is the sword that resists the sword of the Son of Heaven. It is forced to turn the sword. The Zongmen has a cloud, and it is both a sword and an immortal. If there is no earth, it will become empty. Who is it? Now I can still protect myself. If there is no help from Geng, I am afraid that it will be a sword forever!"
"Geng Tu is not geological. Xiaosheng does not know!" Xiao Hua was anxious. "Xiaosheng only knows that if you don't save you from the suppression of this sword, even if you find the earth, I can't play it." !"
Xin Xin hurriedly shouted: "The son does not know, the biggest reliance on the whole body is Jin Jin, and Jin Hao is not earthy. When the son has not come over, he has already thought about it, unless there is one that can be infuriating. The refining of the great masters in the realm of the Yuan Dynasty, awakening the shackles with Geng Tu, and then urging this golden scorpion, we can help to get rid of the shackles, otherwise... I am afraid that I can only make an idea from the Son of Heaven!"
"What is the Son of Heaven?" Xiao Hua looked up at the suspended Son of Heaven in the sky, the sword is very flat and far from the fierceness of the previous Kunlun mirror, and I don’t feel the heart of the mind.
Xin Xin worried about her embarrassment, but now she is helpless. She also sees Xiao Hua looking at the Son of Heaven. She does not know what it is. She hopes that Xiao Hua can block the suppression of this sword, and she will save her, but she I also understand that although Xiaohua’s strength far exceeds what he thinks, he may not be able to block the ability of the Son of Heaven, and he may not be able to end up with a slap in the face!
"The son..." Xin Xinsi couldn't help but scream for a moment. "This sword seems to be very peaceful, but it is the same as the teachings of my Confucianism. It is the modest gentleman. But the son must know that the Son of Heaven Angry, tens of millions of corpses, bloodshed thousands of miles. If the son touched the scales of this Son of Heaven, it must inevitably provoke the Son of Heaven, the power of the day, far from me and other poor people..."
"Ha ha ha ha ..." After listening to this, this is a somewhat embarrassing Xiao Hua Yang Tian laughed, "What is the Son of Heaven? It is said that there is a genius with a child. What is the Son of Heaven? The people's place is said to be the Son of Heaven. This Son of Heaven does not The people's heart, the suppression of innocence, how can it become a sword of the heavens? This Kunlun mirror, no sky, no land, how is this sword called the Son of Heaven? Nowadays, it’s not a good thing, when you hold up a day for you, since this Kunlun mirror is a small student. God, this day the sword... I should be in my hand!"
Laughing, Xiao Hua’s golden body once again flourished, and countless hurricanes rushed out of the mirror to fall out of Xiaohua’s golden body. It’s a ten-foot-sized golden body that grows even more. The height of Zhang is like a demon in this space!
"The son..." Xin Xin's hands were tight, and the whole body was slightly stunned. He looked at Xiaohua's golden body with his eyes, and a difficult color could not be released.
"From..." Xiao Hua waved his hand, in the vast palm of his hand, the technique of the sleeves and the shackles were displayed, and the sword of the emperor was firmly covered, then he shouted and lifted his hand to pick up the sword of the emperor. .
"Oh..." A loud voice of Jin Ge was born from the sword of the Son of Heaven. With this sound, a deterrent that is not inferior to Kunlun mirror was uploaded from the Son of Heaven, and with this deterrence, there are thousands of swords. Light, more than a thousand troops, must be fiercely rushed toward Xiaohua!
"Silk... It really is a wrath of the emperor!" Xiao Hua took a breath of air and took a shot on his forehead. The vastness of the gods was released like the pressure of the sun, although it was more than the majesty of the sword of the Son of Heaven. The whistling whistling rushed straight through.
"Boom..." Thousands of tiny whirlwinds came out of the air, the whole space was shaking, and the smooth mirrors around them made a "beep..." sound, and the clear light was very disorderly within the space. Shake.
"Oh..." Xiao Hua’s golden body smashed, and a golden yellow blood blurted out. Not waiting for the blood to dissipate, Xiao Hua gnawed his teeth and took a mouth. The fire flew out and fell into the blood.嘎 ......












































The sword of the Son of Heaven, like the swords of thousands of horses, met the fire, and was immediately melted and disappeared. Even the unmatched power of the Son of Heaven has weakened a lot in this fire.
Xiao Hua saw a big joy, his hands stretched out, and the whole right arm was turned into a flame. This flame is not only a fire, but even a little black inflammation between the fire, the fire is beating in Xiao Hua is the arm. The side of the fire is flying, and the black inflammation is also roaring, and the side of these firebirds becomes a devil. With the flamingo and the devil, Xiao Hua’s fire arm followed the fire and caught the sword!
"Booming ......" The Son of Heaven sent out a roar of roaring like a thunder, just like a condescending anger that looked down on Kyushu. The sword that was previously in the middle of the rush is now a kind of pale gold, like a frame. The chariot, crushing the space in midair, rushed toward the fire.
"Angry! Angry!! Angry!!!" Xiao Hua is also a big man, the left arm without the flames of flames in the air, nine thunder of the same size also made a huge roar, and fell!
"Booming and banging..." The thunder flashed over, and the nine sacred sacred scorpions were smashed in the sword light of the same chariot, and the ray of light was stunned. Terrible. Although the majestic strength of the Son of Heaven supported the Jianguang, the fire that followed the whistling spirit completely wiped out the unyielding sword light!
"Oh..." The fire is smashing, speeding up, and the space of nearly a hundred feet is just passing away! A scream of screaming sounds, the former brilliance of the Son of Heaven was swallowed up by the fire, and even the light column of the repressed sword shook slightly in the flame.
"Oh..." seems to be a dragonfly, but also the wrath of the heavens and the earth. Among the red and yellow spirits, there are hundreds of millions of spikes. These spikes are like swords, and the golden brilliance blooms. Linghuo, Xiaohua, this has always been the invincible fire, instantly pierced by these thorns, but that the fire is divided into tiny silk, but every fire is equally powerful, "hee... ..." If the sound of the blisters bursting out from the whole sword of his own, it is like the rain washes the water, the fire and the light thorns disappear, revealing the appearance of the inner sword, and at this time The Son of Heaven is trembled quickly, and Guanghua is obviously bleak again...