The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

Although he knew Yejia's true purpose, Emperor Zun was not afraid that the other party would have a chance to escape. Even if he suppressed his own strength to the peak of the holy king, he was full of confidence.The strong are fearless, fearless of any storm.

"Okay, come on, let's have a real battle. It's been a long time since my vajra has drank the blood of a saint. You are a holy emperor. If you can kill you and bleed, even if I die, it will be enough to overwhelm the prehistoric world." "Yejia said excitedly and ferociously.

Chapter 77 Yin Yang Avenue

"Hey, it's a pity, Yejia, you probably won't have a chance in this life." Dizun said sarcastically with a cruel smile on his lips.

This fellow Yejia is so shameless that he wants to kill the emperor to bleed?Is it possible, obviously impossible.

Although Emperor Zun has sealed his strength, his combat ability and control of laws, as well as supernatural powers, still surpass those of Yejia Saint.

"Hoo!" A lightsaber suddenly appeared in Emperor Zun's hand out of thin air.

"Your vajra is the magic weapon of a sage. I can kill you with just the lightsaber condensed with magic in my hand." Emperor Zun said confidently and forcefully, and looked at his opponent with a smile of contempt.

Yejia's complexion changed drastically, his eyes spewed fire, how could it not make him fly into a rage if he was underestimated by Emperor Zun?

Emperor Zun held the lightsaber in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword at Yejia, and the sound of the sword sounded faintly.

A magic weapon not inferior to the vajra in Yeka's hand passed faintly from the lightsaber.

Feeling the coercion of this sword force, Yejia's face was full of dignity, and then slowly raised the Vajra in his hand, the hooks on the Vajra's head trembled in the air, hitting each other, making a crisp sound.

buzz~

When the sound is heard, it will actually give people a strange hallucination. It seems that it is not the sound of gold and iron, but the sound of men and women when they are struggling.

The pictures engraved on the vajra seem to come to life suddenly, playing poses that make people want to stop.

"Yejia, you are still an obscene monk." Emperor Zun said with contempt.

"My sage comprehends yin and yang and becomes enlightened. The relationship between men and women is the most primitive way of yin and yang. Where does the theory of obscene monks come from?" Ye Jia coldly shouted.

Nimei, what she said was so high-sounding.Emperor Zun has a feeling of admiration for the other party.

"You're right, it's just that your yin and yang avenue, the illusion created by the mediocre voice of men and women, is useless to me." Emperor Zun said disdainfully.

Actually it doesn't work at all.Because at this moment, deep in Emperor Zun's mind, an image involuntarily emerged, that is, the image of meticulously watching the beautiful body of Nine Heavens Profound Girl in his floating fairy island lake.

This picture has been kept deep in Emperor Zun's memory, how could he really forget it?

Yejia Saint's Yin-Yang Dao is indeed incomparably mysterious, and it can actually bring back the beautiful and wonderful memories of Emperor Zun's Nine Heavens Xuannv.

"Hmph, all men have desires and desires. Dare to say it's useless. Hahahaha... Dizun, die!" Ye Jia laughed wildly, because he had discovered the state of Dizun and had been affected by hallucinations.

kill!

Without hesitation, Yejia raised the vajra and dropped it fiercely on the top of Emperor Zun's head.

If this attack is carried out, even if Emperor Zun is the strongest of the Holy Emperor, he will suffer a loss, and injuries are inevitable.Of course, Emperor Zun's body was very strong, and at most it was only a minor injury.

"Yejia, is this deity so easy to attack?" Emperor Zun sneered, his figure was like a phantom of light, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and at the same time, the lightsaber in his hand swayed a sword light cleanly.

Keng!

Yejia's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Emperor Zun's reaction to be so fast. The Primordial Dao of Yin and Yang woke up within less than a second of confusing Emperor Zun.Therefore, King Kong's first fierce attack directly failed, and then he went on the attack again.

kill!

kill!

The lightsaber collided with Yejia's vajra, and suddenly, there was a loud noise.

Emperor Zun's sword can be said to be overwhelming, unstoppable, and space shattered.

Yejia's power is incomparable, his mana is boundless, the power of the vajra is naturally very powerful, and the space trembles.

But even if Emperor Zun suppressed his strength, only this collision made Yejia take two steps back, his hands were numb from the shock, and his eyes were full of shock.

However, Yejia is a powerful figure at the peak of the Holy King after all, his eyes widened, and he stared at the emperor intently.

Emperor Zun held the lightsaber in his hand, and with a murderous aura, he locked on Saint Yejia.

Roar!

Yejia roared, no longer caring about his identity, his plump face kept shaking, and there were patches of sweat.

The vajra rose against the wind and launched another counterattack.

The terrifying power overwhelmed mountains and seas, and the entire space was in turmoil. The space that Vajra Disgus passed was all crushed, making a piercing sound.

The whole space seemed to be centered on Yejia, and it exploded to the surroundings, and the power even faintly reached the level of the strength of the Holy Emperor.

"This Yejia saint is really powerful..." Zhao Hong stood on the huge head of Nanzhantian City and muttered in shock.

Princess Iron Fan was also looking at the battlefield, and said in a low voice, "It's very powerful. However, it's not as good as Emperor Zun after all."

"Hey, Mrs. Dijun is right." Zhao Hong respectfully agreed.

"The Western Cult has already lost this battle," Princess Iron Fan said.

"The Dijun is exhaustive, and his strength is unrivaled. The Western Sect only sent a peak holy king like the Yejia Saint and 50 Buddhist troops to attack the Dijun Sect. It is too small to look down on the Dijun." Zhao Hong patted his horse calmly. fart.

"I'm just a sub-sage now, and my strength is still too weak. If I'm stronger, I should be able to help my husband." Princess Iron Fan said rather distressed.

Hearing this, Zhao Hong rolled his eyes for a while, his face was sullen.

Madame, you are a saint.Is the strength of the saint still low?Still let people live!