"The successor of the Fire God Clan, Ye Yang, the new city lord of Liangcheng." Facing this emperor of the ages, Ye Yang answered the other party's questions politely.

Ying Zheng's eyes were shining brightly and he shouted, "I don't know you, you dare to kill my beloved general. I must tear you apart today."

As he said that, Ying Zheng danced the long sword in his hand. The long sword was shining with the moonlight, and runes floated on the hilt of the knife, with murderous intent floating on the knife handle.

Yun Xiaoxi sternly shook and whispered: "The knife in Ying Zheng's hand seems to be the legendary, magic sword soul-devouring."

"Soul-Devouring."

"Well, the magic sword passed down from ancient times. Legend has the ability to devour life essence and blood. When fighting with people holding magic swords, the power will be gradually absorbed by the magic sword. Therefore, Ying Zheng will fight stronger and stronger, while we will fight weaker and weaker. This soul-devouring magic sword is the best among first-grade weapons and is difficult to deal with."

"Oh, that's it..."

The true fire sword in Ye Yang's hand gently roared, as if he was eager to compete with the legendary magic sword. In fact, Ye Yang had no idea. It was too much of a loss to use the second-grade weapon against the first-grade weapon. With his personality, it would be better not to eat this kind of loss. After all, his own strength is much inferior to the other party.

Not far away, Zhang Liang stepped on Tiangang and shouted in a low voice: "Young Master Ye Yang, Miss Yun, please be careful. Ying Zheng has the power of the fourth-level starry sky, has the power of gathering the spirit, and can attack the opponent with the power of soul. This is definitely not something that any armor can defend, be careful."

Ye Yang glanced at Xiang Yu's generals were injured and many died. Liu Bang's subordinates were only Fan Kuai, but he still had some combat power. Xiahou Ying, Zhou Bo and others had already escaped, while Zhang Liang, a guy who seemed to be a scholar, was stepping on a formation with flashing lights, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Ye Yang was not so naive that he thought Zhang Liang would save him. Whether he could survive in this battle could only depend on himself.

...

"Tianhe, go over and take a break."

"Ziyu, I."

Zhang Tianhe was still waiting to say something, but Ye Yang stretched out his hand and pushed it. An irresistible soft force sent Zhang Tianhe several miles away and slowly fell into the jungle. Zhang Tianhe's injuries were too serious and he could not raise any strength at all. Otherwise, with his brave personality, he would never let Ye Yang face the terrible Ying Zheng alone.

At this time, Qin Fang's voice came from Qiankun bag: "Ziyu, this battle is not allowed to be defeated. Be careful of the magic sword in Ying Zheng's hand. Don't touch the soul-devouring soul-devouring unless you have to. Even if you touch it, you must leave it at once, otherwise your life energy will be absorbed. The origin of this knife is too big..."

"What, Grandpa Qin Fang also knows the Demon Sword Soul-Devouring."

"That's right." Qin Fang said in a deep voice: "Thinking back then, the Ice God, the lord of the northern tribe, raised a snowfield demon wolf. After a fierce battle, the northern tribe was defeated. The Ice God fell into an endless ice cave under serious injuries. In the ice cave, the demon wolf not only did not rescue the master, but instead ate the master's legs to fill his belly. The ice god woke up was furious and pulled out the demon wolf's spine and turned the spine into cold iron. Later, the demon wolf's spine fell into my hand and forged a first-grade magic weapon. The soul-devouring demon sword is an extremely evil weapon. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of this tyrant. Remember, this battle must be used to use the soul-devouring demon sword more and refine the demon sword, which is of great benefit to you."

"Oh, this knife turned out to be cast by Grandpa Qin Fang..."

Ye Yang licked his chapped lips and smiled, "That... Grandpa Qin Fang, do you think I can kill Ying Zheng?"

Qin Fang took a deep breath and said, "Do your best and you can't kill Ying Zheng, you can only die."

“…”

It seems that Qin Fang is not optimistic about this contest. In fact, Ye Yang doesn’t like to show off against such a strong master. The fourth level of the Starry Sky and the second level of the Starry Sky are two different forces. Perhaps, if you challenge yourself, you just hit the stone with an egg.

...

Looking back, Xiang Yu stood up from the ruins with a tiger-headed dragon halberd, his eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit, and he shouted sternly: "Old Dog Qin, I'm not dead yet, stretch your dog head and wait for me to pick it up."

The wound was recovered quickly. Xiang Yu was a middle-level third-level starry sky, and skin trauma was nothing. However, it was obvious that his strength was absorbed by Ying Zheng in the fierce battle, otherwise he would not have been defeated so badly.

Xiang Liang shouted loudly: "Yu'er, you have been seriously injured, please rest for a while."

Xiang Yu touched the corner of his mouth and showed a rebellious smile: "Uncle, I don't want Qin Laogou to have time to rest. All the generals obeyed the orders and killed the tyrant at all costs. Young Master Ye Yang, you and us will join forces to attack, how about it?"

Ye Yang nodded: "That's the point, but the weapon in Ying Zheng's hand is mine."

"no problem."

...

Everyone was discussing, but the First Emperor Ying Zheng was furious. This group of pickled people actually came to discuss their affairs. This is a great deal.

"Protect Your Majesty."

A group of first-level starry sky masters came to kill, but Ye Yang, Yun Xiaoxi and others returned to reality.

"brush."

Facing the fierce sword energy attack of a master of the God Killing Mansion, Ye Yang just turned sideways and easily avoided the opponent's sword move. With one hand, a blazing flame covered his left palm and suddenly imprinted on the opponent's back. The orange flame quickly penetrated into the opponent's body. The next moment, the master of the God Killing Mansion at the first-level starry sky actually snorted and fell down, and his whole person turned into a ball of fire.

"good."

Xiang Yu was so excited that his blood was boiling and laughed: "I didn't expect that the little Liangcheng would be as strong as such. Come on, fight together."

Suddenly rushed forward, Xiang Yu's gun separated, and the next moment, the Panlong Sphur suddenly pierced through the chest of a first-level starry sky strongman, and was also as fast as lightning to kill,

Yun Xiaoxi opened his long bow, "Pu Pu Pu" three consecutive arrows, the third master of the God-killing Mansion fell into the jungle, and they all killed instantly.

Ying Zheng was furious when he saw it, and suddenly rushed down with the magic sword and the soul-devouring. Finally, the most intense showdown was about to begin. Can the three masters block the tyrant's fierce attack?

...

"careful."

Xiang Yu rushed forward and bravely stood in front. The Panlong halberd, carrying a series of lightning, hit Ying Zheng's hilt, and at the same time swung his combat boots and kicked Ying Zheng hard in the chest.

"Puff."

Ying Zheng was hit, but his smile became even more ferocious. The magic sword turned his soul and absorbed Xiang Yu's life force quickly. At the same time, he raised his palm and beat Xiang Yu with a "bang" and flew out. The energy debris in the starry sky flowed, and Xiang Yu was severely injured again.

At this moment, a sharp fire light came, and Ye Yang quickly attacked. The real fire sword was wrapped in a strong flame, and a purgatory fire blade attacked Ying Zheng with a bang.

"Calm."

The sword blade slashed on the hilt of the knife, and a terrifying suction force immediately sucked Ye Yang's fire power. Ye Yang was shocked and quickly kicked it on the hilt of the knife, and retreated with the true fire sword, but it did not go far away. He suddenly held up the hilt of the sword and condensed the light of the angry sword roar. Here, the mysterious combat skill, the angry sword roar,

"flood."

The attack energy of the lion's head swallowed Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng looked contemptuous, and the soul-devouring knife swung, easily roaring the angry sword.

"childish."
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