Standing on the top of the mountain, Yang Yiyun laughed when he saw Duan Ganhanshui and the others being avoided by him using a large array of sword energy.
The only regret is that the second senior brother's large array of sword energy was not flexible, and could not accurately attack individuals, so no one was hurt.
Yang Yiyun knew that it was time for him and the old man Dongfang to fight with the help of the big formation, which would affect the phantom formation, even the existence of the Great Perfection of the Immortal Emperor.
The ten immortal emperors were separated by his sword. Yang Yiyun saw that Dongfang Haotian had already killed an immortal emperor, but he smiled but did not rush to attack.
Mr. Yang still has self-knowledge. He has the power to fight against ordinary immortal emperors, but his strength is not enough to face the existence of the great perfection of immortal emperors.
Let's just play around in the formation now, Second Senior Brother's big formation can scare a lot, not to mention it's not just a simple scare.
On the other side, he also gave orders to Hongyi and Xuemao. Xuemao and Hongyi were always on the ground below the mountain, which would allow him to evade the ten immortal emperors with a single sword. Together with the magic formation, these people all fell from midair on the ground.
This is all right, the snow cat and the red clothes are enough for these fairy emperors to drink a pot.
Yang Yiyun came to Xuemao's side in a flash, pointed at Xuemao, and passed the formation method to Xuemao, so that she could fight without being affected by the formation.
As for Hongyi, he still needs him to operate it. Hongyi's consciousness is still too weak, and he can only control it with the same mind as him.
In addition, although the five thunder leaves and watermelon thunder in Yang's Qiankun pot have been used up, it will take a year to grow again, but he still has the three sword symbols given by the second brother in his hand. Although he has not used it, Yang Yiyun believes that The second senior brother's sword talisman is absolutely not as powerful as his five thunder leaves and watermelon thunder difference.
This time his ambition is not small, thinking of keeping all the top ten immortal emperors of the Duan Gan family, which can be regarded as a blood sacrifice.
"Boom~"
In a blink of an eye, Dongfang Haotian had already confronted an immortal emperor. Yang Yiyun heard the voice and looked, but saw that the immortal emperor Dongfang Haotian confronted was the one whom Duan Ganhanshui called Master Meng.
Seems to be a formation mage, and now it seems that he is really a bit skilled, but he is not affected by the phantom formation.
The main function of the phantom formation in the large formation is to blind the eyes and distract the mind. Yang Yiyun knows that it has little effect on these high-level immortal emperors, and it is enough to affect their mood.
But this Master Meng didn't seem to be affected by the phantom formation at all.
The two fought against each other, but Dongfang Haotian had the upper hand.
At this time, Dongfang Haotian was flying vigorously in Yang Yiyun's eyes. Unexpectedly, a strange red sword appeared in his right hand. It looked similar to the knife Dongfang Iron Man often carried on his back, but it was more than twice as small.
But Master Meng held a strange magic weapon of the big black flag. When the two faced each other, Dongfang Haotian slashed them back dozens of meters.
In the next moment, everyone's face changed drastically, and they shouted involuntarily: "Blood-drinking Demon Knife~ Are you Dongfang Haotian, the ninth blood-drinking immortal emperor?"
After Dongfang Haotian entered the combat state at this moment, his expression was completely opposite to his usual amiable appearance. He was no longer the kind-hearted look of the old man next door. The robe is windless and automatic, holding a dark red and bloody sword, standing fiercely.
After forcing everyone back with a knife, he said in a deep voice, "It's the old man."
Yang Yiyun also heard Master Meng's loss of voice. This time, he knew that the old man Dongfang's title was Blood Drinking, and the big knife in his hand was the Blood Drinking Demon Saber. The strange name matched the aura of the old man Dongfang very well at the moment.
He didn't know Dongfang Haotian's title all the time. He only knew that the old man was the ninth existence among the immortal emperors, but he didn't know the name of the title. He thought his title was Dongfang, which was named after a family, and he never asked Dongfang Iron Man, only now do I know that the old man has a title.
The Blood-Drinking Immortal Emperor, Dongfang Haotian, and the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword are indeed domineering.
After seeing that Meng family heard Dongfang Haotian's confession, his face became more and more ugly. His eyes were fixed on Dongfang Haotian, with uncertain weather, and even a little fear.
His expression kept changing, but then his eyes became appraised, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from the big black flag in his hand, and an incomprehensible sound resounded from his mouth, like some kind of ancient spell, but the The big black flag was suddenly lowered towards the ground, and it roared loudly: "Scatter the array, fix~"
"Om~"
The moment Master Meng suddenly inserted the big black flag in his hand into the ground, a burst of white light suddenly burst out, and with a buzzing sound, the big black flag? Waves out from the center, forming a circle, quickly spreading for thousands of meters.
And at this moment, Yang Yiyun found that the other nine people who were confused by the phantom formation had all woken up, and his phantom formation was broken at this moment.
But it's nothing, the phantom formation is just a part of the whole big formation, the most is to keep these people from being affected by the phantom.
Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes, and suddenly roared: "Kill the formation, get up~"
As soon as his words fell, the hundred and eight peaks suddenly roared and roared continuously, and sword qi shot up into the sky, but the killing array was activated.
Immediately, the one hundred and eight mountain peaks are one hundred and eight sword qi, and they start to intersect each other in the big formation or split down or this case falls from the sky
At the same time, Meng Damen shouted loudly: "Your Excellency, you are ready to escape. The person next to Yang Yiyun is the blood-drinking fairy emperor Dongfang Haotian."
"Don't you think it's too late to wake up now?" Dongfang Haotian raised his blood-drinking demon knife to Master Meng while speaking, and said slowly in the next moment: "The demon knife drinks blood, cuts the world~"
"Boom~"
A bright red blood burst out from the blood knife in Dongfang Haotian's hand, the sound was thunderous, the wind was strong, and it seemed unstoppable.
Standing far away, Yang Yiyun felt the power of Mr. Dongfang's knife, and of course he felt like shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods.
Secretly said in his heart: "It is really not easy for every titled Immortal Emperor, even if it is ranked ninth."
The next moment, Master Meng stared at him with a pale face. Facing Dongfang Haotian's saber, he quickly hit the big black flag in front of him with the spell in his hand, chanting incomprehensible words one after another. The note, the breath of the whole body also shot up into the sky, and huge power was continuously poured into the big black flag, and blood began to flow out of the seven orifices.
Obviously, they responded with all their strength, and it was at a very high price. From this point of view, Master Meng explained that he was not at all sure that he would be able to take Dongfang Haotian's knife.
"Heisha is the formation, and the formations are all my blood essence, and the magic formation turns into a dragon, come out~"
"Aw~"
All of a sudden, Master Meng's hands turned blood-colored and slapped the big black flag, roaring out such a mantra, but at the next moment, the big black flag in front of him burst into black light, and with a bang, black air burst out from the big black flag. A 100-meter dragon emerged from the flag, and greeted Dongfang Haotian with a long roar.
One black and one red collided instantly.
"Boom~"
A deafening sound sounded.
Yang Yiyun could see clearly.
A flash of Dongfang Haotian's Yinhong slashed directly across the body of Heijiao like lightning, and finally went straight to Master Meng.
"Ah~"
A scream came from everyone Meng's mouth.
The next moment, like a glass bottle with countless gaps cracked, thousands of bloody halos erupted from his body.
"Touch~"
Dongfang Haotian's saber energy completely entered Master Meng's body, and finally Master Meng burst, turning into a cloud of blood and dissipating in smoke.
And the big black flag in front of him was broken with a click, and the condensed black dragon also dissipated invisible.
With just one blow, Dongfang Haotian killed an immortal emperor who was a Dzogchen emperor.
Yang Yiyun saw this scene, Duan Ganhanshui and other nine people were scattered around after being dispersed by the Meng family before, but he also saw it
All of them heard what Master Meng said.
In just a moment, everyone Meng was killed by Dongfang Haotian with a knife and disappeared.
The prestige of the title Immortal Emperor is really extraordinary.
In the entire formation, this moment was extremely quiet.
In the distance, Dongfang Haotian stood holding the blood-drinking demon knife, with green hair flying, just as he slashed out, the demon knife drank blood.
At this moment, the surface of the dry and cold water sank like water.
He never expected that the familiar person beside Yang Yiyun was Dongfang Haotian, the ninth blood-drinking immortal emperor among the titled immortal emperors. Who, at this time he finally matched up, butit was too late, and a Master Meng had already fallen beside him.
And the other nine immortal emperors also looked at Dongfang Haotian with uncertain faces. It is rumored in the fairy world that the blood-drinking immortal emperor Dongfang Haotian is a god of evil. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com