Chapter 642: Heavenly Shadow Sword Saint

"Beat him, beat him...beat him to death!"

The Xuankun Divine Bull kept waving its hooves, cheering for Shen Guzi.

Qi Menglin, Chang Mengxuan and others spread their hands helplessly, and Mo Xiaoxi couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.

At this time, Ao Wushuang and Ao Jiao each held a list in their hands.

"Who are you suppressing?"

Ao Wushuang came to Ao Jiao and looked at her list.

"I suppress the Quasi-Emperor Xiyue."

"Quasi-Emperor Xiyue? I remember your father is on it, why not suppress your father?"

"My father? Forget it, with his ability, he is far inferior to the Quasi-Emperor Xiyue."

At the same time.

Ao Kun, who was fighting with a Quasi-Emperor, suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Strange, why do I feel that someone is slandering me."

Humph, it must be the person in front of me. He can't beat me and scolds me in his heart. It's really hateful.

Ao Kun was annoyed, and with a roar, he turned his hand into a dragon claw and slapped the quasi-emperor.

The quasi-emperor who received Ao Kun's claw sank, and clearly felt that the opponent's strength was a little stronger. He couldn't help but think:

This bastard, did he suddenly eat explosives?

"Boom!!!"

On the other side, two quasi-emperors tried Xiyue, but were blown away by Xiyue.

"This woman is so powerful!"

The two were amazed at Xiyue's strength.

The opponent's attack just now actually contained the Avenue of Life.

The Avenue of Life is one of the most extreme avenues in the world.

Such an avenue, if practiced to the extreme, can not only create life, but even the dead may be resurrected.

"With you, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

Xiyue looked at the other party indifferently.

Hearing her domineering words, the two quasi-emperors gritted their teeth in anger.

As quasi-emperors, the other party dared to look down on them so much!

"A bunch of idiots, the destiny has not yet come, and they are fighting so hard now. When the destiny comes, it will be my turn."

There are also quasi-emperors hiding in the dark, ready to take action.

When they are almost exhausted, they will come out to pick up the leaks, and when the destiny comes, they will take the destiny and become the Immortal Emperor. Isn't it wonderful?

"Boom!!!"

Just when the quasi-emperor was fantasizing, a sudden attack hit him and pulled him out of the void space.

"You thieves dare to try to fight for the destiny!"

Ye Ming looked at him coldly.

The cold eyes seemed to flow through the abyss of the underworld. Just looking at it was as if he was drowned in it and sinking.

"Damn it!"

The quasi-emperor's eyes were bloodshot.

Now he was pulled out by someone, and his plan to pick up the leaks was ruined.

"Lord Ye Ming did a great job!"

"Whose quasi-emperor is this? Everyone else is fighting, but he is hiding. What a rubbish!"

"Such a person dares to fight for destiny. He is overestimating himself. He should go home as soon as possible."

"..."

Everyone cheered.

And the man from the sect where the quasi-emperor belonged to, his face flushed, but he was speechless when he heard that everyone around him was insulting his ancestor.

It would be fine if the ancestor hid, but he was caught by someone.

This is too embarrassing.

No, you must not speak at this time. It's enough for the ancestor to be embarrassed, but don't let them be implicated.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with you? You seem unhappy. Could it be..."

"Ah? I...we are angry with this man. Such rat-like methods are really shameful for our cultivators, shameful...!"

"Yes, shameful!"

Helpless, they can only follow the people around them to make a fuss.

"Boom boom!"

Ye Ming stretched out his big hand.

The next moment, a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared, carrying a deadly aura, and it fell from the sky like a ghost, suppressing the quasi-emperor...

"What is this?!"

The quasi-emperor felt bad and felt a threat of death approaching him.

Such a terrible power is definitely not something he can resist.

Leave!

Silently in his heart, the quasi-emperor left the battlefield of destiny and returned to the Xuanling Continent.

"Shame on you, shame on you, shame on you... Ancestor..."

Seeing their ancestor return, everyone quickly shut their mouths, lowered their heads, and blushed, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Ancestor?

The people around stared at them with big eyes, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

"What a powerful method!"

"This ghost woman is so powerful!"

Ye Ming's attack immediately attracted the attention of some quasi-emperors.

Even if the big hand did not lock on them, they could still feel the horror of this big hand.

Ye Ming is definitely a powerful rival in this battle for destiny!

"Great skill, let me see your strength!"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in front of Ye Ming.

"Who is this person? How dare he challenge Lord Ye Ming!"

Below, the people of Mingdu Zuan were shocked.

After seeing Lord Ye Ming's strength, there are still people who dare to challenge Lord Ye Ming.

If this person is not arrogant, then he has real strength and should not be underestimated.

"That is Tianying Daosheng, the peak quasi-emperor of Shenchuan Continent, one of the quasi-emperors who has the best chance of becoming an immortal emperor in this battle for destiny."

An ancestor of a major sect said.

"Is this Tianying Daosheng very strong?"

"Very strong, Tianying Sword Saint was a quasi-emperor who achieved enlightenment 100,000 years ago. Although he has not been an emperor for long, in the second year after he became a quasi-emperor, he killed a son of an immortal emperor!"

"What? He killed the son of an immortal emperor!"

Such words made the faces of people from all continents change.

The status and strength of a son of an immortal emperor are self-evident.

In the lower realm, the existence of immortal emperors is a rare case. Apart from that, the sons of immortal emperors are the most respected.

For an existence that can kill the son of an immortal emperor, his strength and courage cannot be measured by ordinary quasi-emperors.

"It's just that he killed the son of an immortal emperor. What's the big deal? Lord Ye Ming is the sister of the immortal emperor."

"In terms of status, Lord Ye Ming has already suppressed him!"

...

"Tianying Sword Saint!"

Some quasi-emperors seemed to have heard about the deeds of Tianying Sword Saint, and their expressions became solemn.

However, the Sky Shadow Sword Saint did not even look at the others, but just looked at Ye Ming and said:

"I have never fought with the quasi-emperor of the ghost clan. Today, I am fortunate to meet a strong man like you. I can't help but want to learn from you!"

Ye Ming said calmly: "Since you want to try, Ye Ming will accompany you!"

"Hahaha, good!"

After the voice fell, the Sky Shadow Sword Saint raised a knife.

The blade was covered with blazing black and red flames.

All of a sudden, the quasi-emperors saw it, looked shocked, and took a step back.

"That's the fire of heaven!"

A quasi-emperor said in horror.

The fire of heaven is the flame left after the heavenly punishment came.

The color of the flame depends on the level of the heavenly punishment. The most powerful one is the black heavenly punishment. Even the immortal emperor has to retreat when he sees it.

The second is black and red. Such flames are invincible to the quasi-emperors. If ordinary quasi-emperors touch it, they will definitely be reduced to ashes.

And now, the Heaven Shadow Sword Saint can actually cover the flames of Heaven Punishment on the blade.

Such an incredible thing is really unbelievable.

"Legend has it that the Heaven Shadow Sword Saint once withstood the Heaven Punishment and intercepted the fire of Heaven Tribulation to sacrifice the blade. Now it seems that this is all true!"

The ancestor of the great sect said again.