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Chapter 2125

"Step back." Emperor Zong Ling showed a rare dignified expression, and glanced at Mu Yunqian with his majestic eyes: "You are not simple!"

"Ah."

Mu Yunqian held his sword and hummed: "You are undoubtedly dreaming if you want to use my life to lead the young master out."

Zong Ling frowned: "One body, two souls, this female body, I'm afraid it's not your true face."

"So what?" Mu Yunqian hummed: "My life is only for the young master. If you want to touch the young master, you are not worthy."

Zong Ling snorted coldly: "Stupid, look at it now, our Heavenly Temple has released the news for a long time, when will the Nine Dragons evil barrier appear?"

"Obviously, that Nine Dragons Evil Barrier doesn't want to rescue you at all."

"In other words, you are just a pawn in his heart."

Zong Ling was sarcastic, but Mu Yunqian looked up to the sky and laughed: "So what? It is an honor for me to be the chess piece of the young master. If I can sacrifice my life for the young master."

"It is also the destination of my name."

Mu Yunqian's arrogant posture made Zong Ling furious: "Since you want to die, I will allow you to do so."

A moment of rage.

The sword shadows overlapped.

In just a blink of an eye, a series of sword shadows rushed towards Mu Yunchian. Mu Yunchian did not dare to be careless because of the power of the God Emperor's sword. When the Qinghong Sword sounded, the secret of single-edge reappeared in an instant.

Ding ding ding!

The two swords clashed, and a burst of beacon fire erupted on the scene. This scene shocked the onlookers even more. Mu Yunchian was only a strong God King, but he could fight to such an extent with a strong God Emperor.

evildoer.

Absolute monster.

Xia Ting's eyes were shocked again: "What a terrifying swordsmanship. What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Zong Ling couldn't attack for a long time, and he became more and more angry. He felt that he had no face left. Before Zong Ling could make another move, another tyrannical roar came from the scene: "Brother Zong Ling, let me help you."

With a low roar, a long knife entered the situation forcefully.

Boom!

A slash of the sword directly knocked back the two fighting men. The onlookers once again exclaimed: "God Emperor Shen Ming!"

Although Mu Yunchian was strong, he was unable to cope with the two divine emperors. He was instantly shaken back. When he was knocked back, Mu Yunchian spat out a large mouthful of blood.

complexion!

Pale as paper.

His body was all broken, but Zong Ling didn't feel anything was wrong. He snorted softly: "Nie Zhan, facing our two great god emperors, you are in a dead end."

"Why don't you just surrender and I'll spare your life."

Zong Lingyan.

The sword master smiled: "What's the point of fearing death?"

"Fighting and dying for your beliefs is the glory of a warrior."

Roar low.

The sword shines brightly.

Zong Ling was disdainful: "You are so ignorant. No matter how extraordinary you are, you can only fight against one God Emperor. But today, there are countless God Emperors in our Glazed Light Sect. Why do you need to humiliate yourself?"

"Will you sacrifice everything for your cowardly young master?"

Ho ho ho!

Zong Ling had just finished speaking.

But he saw the golden light gathering in the sky. As the golden light shrouded it for a moment, a domineering giant dragon hovered in the sky. The golden dragon roared furiously and its roar shook the sky. It only lasted for an instant.

The golden dragon gathered a little golden light and fell to the ground!

Boom!

There was a fierce loud noise, and supreme pressure arose on the scene. A hundred-meter crack appeared in the entire battle circle, and smoke was rising everywhere. As the smoke filled the air, everyone on the scene was shaken back.

Especially when the smoke dissipated, a dragon-shaped halberd appeared in everyone's eyes.

Halberd and pestle ground!

The golden light shrouded and gathered together.

Such a posture is like the presence of gods.

The golden dragon is empty.

The pressure is everlasting.

As the golden dragon painted halberd appeared, everyone exclaimed: "The power of the golden dragon!"

"It's the power of the golden dragon!"

When everyone was shocked, another wave of tyrannical words echoed on the scene that shook the world: "Follow the calamity of the troubled times and sweep across the pinnacle of martial arts."

"The light in the dark night will shine upon all the heroes of the world!"

"Conquering the power of the dust, wearing a solitary front, Xuanhuang and others are no match for them, raising their heads in the sky and roaring for thousands of miles, fighting against the adverse circumstances of the world again!"

Every bold statement!

The king stepped out, and in just a moment, the Dragon Lord appeared and stood in the battle circle. Everyone looked at the coming person and were even more shocked. Before anyone could say anything, they heard Ling Tian snort: "The Lord of the Golden Dragon!"

"That's it!"
Chapter completed!
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