Volume 2, Chapter 392: Birth and Killing of the Emperor.
Beyond the thirty-six layers of heaven.
Xia Lingkong and Emperor Gongsun Lu, who is also the commander-in-chief of the Tianzi Camp, are leading the Tianzi Camp to build the first line of defense.
Their eyes were full of fighting spirit and confidence.
The Tian Camp is the first of the eight camps in Heaven, and is much stronger than the Sha Camp.
Not far behind them, the Killing Battalion was also temporarily transferred to cooperate with the Auxiliary Killing Battalion in combat.
As for the other six camps, they are now on their way back to defend and are chasing after Daozu.
Luosha's eyes were cold. He had just received the news that Zang Zheng was heading towards the Heavenly Court to kill him.
The Heavenly Court has set up a tight net, waiting for a few people to take the bait.
He has already sent people to intercept the burial, but it is hard to say whether they will be able to encounter it.
So I am somewhat anxious at the moment.
"Commander Luosha, don't worry. Brother Zang has the divine coffin. Even if we are caught in a net of heaven and earth, we will have no problem escaping unscathed."
"I hope so."
Time passes slowly, the bright moon in the sky gradually sets.
The stars are everywhere, lighting up the whole world.
In a dim space.
In front of the Tianzi Camp, a figure suddenly appeared.
Broken Sword Mountain where Ye Tingmu was located was closer to the two of them, so of course he was the first to arrive.
He appeared in the sky, and the space around him rippled under the moonlight. The aura of the ultimate peak of the Immortal King was released without reservation, showing his sharp edge.
He was wearing a loose white robe, his hair was casually scattered, his eyes were deep, and his stubble was under his lips.
He looked lazy and casual, a little decadent, yet revealed an indelible arrogance.
He just stood there like this, and the moment his brilliance flashed, people felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The soldiers of the Tianzi Camp held their weapons tightly in their hands. For some reason, an inexplicable panic was quietly spreading.
Gongsun Lu pointed his spear forward and shouted, "Who is coming?"
"The seventh generation of Broken Sword Mountain, Sword Master Zang!"
It was just a short sentence, and the sound was not loud, but it was as loud as the sound of a huge bell that spread far away, or as deafening as the sound of a war drum.
The word "burial" brought an unnatural flash of fear to the faces of everyone in the Tianzi Camp.
They were too familiar with this name. It was a name that had created countless miracles and a name that would go down in history.
They couldn't remember how many times they had seen him in the vast blue sky.
They couldn't remember how many times they mentioned him in their conversation.
In short, this name is the pride of the human race, but also a nightmare in the eyes of others.
He is the number one enemy of Heaven, causing great suffering to the human world, the Ten Immortal Sects, and Heaven.
At his hands, the Great Elder and the Immortal Lord were defeated.
Therefore, they have an instinctive fear of burial. This fear is not brought to them directly by Ye Tingmu, but is brought to them subconsciously by their worldview and cognition.
Seeing a funeral for the first time made them curious and afraid.
"Why are you here? Do you know that this is an important place in heaven?" Gongsun Lu continued. Even though he was the emperor and Zang was the Immortal King, he still didn't dare to underestimate Zang in front of him.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu replied calmly, "I came here to see someone. Please make way for me."
The tone was always calm, without any fluctuations.
"What if you don't allow it?"
He sneered, and the arrogance on the corner of his mouth became even more pronounced.
'Then I will cut in, and you will all die.'
Xia Lingkong suddenly rushed out, and the sky was illuminated.
He shouted angrily, "How dare you! Do you think this is the back garden of Broken Sword Mountain? Come as you please. Today, I will let you know that the majesty of Heaven will not tolerate provocations from people like you."
Looking at Xia Lingkong who was rushing towards him after a disagreement.
Ye Tingmu frowned, and a sword appeared in his hand soon. "You defeated general dared to draw your sword in front of this sword master. You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
The battle was about to break out. Xia Lingkong opened up the heavens and slashed out with a sword, cutting across the sky. He had been an emperor for 200 years, and in this battle, he was fighting against the Immortal King as an emperor. He was full of confidence.
In the thirty-sixth heaven, Sikong Lei, Dongfang Qingzhu and others looked down from the sky.
The sword light began to rage in the darkness.
"Report! Zang has started to break through the barrier. Emperor Xia Lingkong is fighting with him."
"Go down!"
The two clashed at this moment, and in just a moment, the smoke and dust waves rising into the sky directly covered the sky.
“Too slow!”
Ye Tingmu dodged while teasing Xia Lingkong in front of him.
"court death."
“Too weak!”
"It seems that trash is still trash even if he is lucky enough to become an emperor." He sighed and shook his head, "I thought I would see a different you, but you couldn't give me any surprises."
At this time, Xia Lingkong gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, his eyes were filled with scarlet blood mist, and he was full of rage.
"How could this happen? This is unscientific..."
He was obviously a powerful Immortal Emperor, but he could never touch Zang.
No matter how he attacked, even if he used group attack techniques, Zang could always deal with it easily.
He even kept mocking himself, which made him extremely devastated.
He is clearly at the Immortal King level, but he can't understand. Can the gap between people really be so huge?
Furious, he shouted, "Zang, if you're a man, don't hide."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu stepped back a distance, then swung his sword.
"If that's the case, then you can't blame me for killing you."
"I will draw my sword. Watch carefully and see how it is used."
"Haha... Today I really want to see how you can kill me who possesses the Dharma images of all the heavens." Xia Lingkong sneered.
As he charged and attacked, the Dharma image covered the sky and the sword energy exploded.
Ye Tingmu's whole body burst out with momentum, driving the power of wind.
"This sword will be fast, and I mean sharp."
He slashed with his sword and the wind dragon roared.
"bass......"
The sword light rips through the sky and tears apart the heaven and earth.
The Dharma image on Xia Lingkong's body shattered.
"ah!"
His pupils constricted, his eyes drooped, and he looked at the big hole in his chest, completely dazed.
Ye Tingmu shook the blade of his sword.
"You should have known 900 years ago that you and I are not on the same level. 900 years later, how dare you stand before me and draw your sword against me?"
Xia Lingkong covered his chest.
"I... don't... accept."
Even at this moment, Xia Lingkong was still unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to accept that Zang could cross the border and kill him, both before and now.
"Not convinced? It's a pity that you won't have the same chance as before. I'll give you a ride. I hope you'll be reborn into a better person in your next life."
Xia Lingkong in front of him had wanted to kill him countless times. He was useful in the fairy mountain, so he spared his life. Later, he was busy looking for the ultimate path and didn't bother to pay attention to him. This time, he didn't intend to let him go.
He spread his fingers, "In your next life, remember to be self-aware, Broken Star!"
“Boom!”
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