Chapter 6092 Capture the White Dragon with Your Hands and the Imperial Weapon with Your Feet

What's even more different from before is that even without the countless magic swords and devil blades, Hell Knife Mountain is no longer a bare mountain. Only the numerous scars where the blades were inserted on Hell Knife Mountain can be seen bursting out with rays of light. .

It was the sword light that was cultivated by countless divine swords and demonic blades embedded in it for endless years, and after drinking the blood of countless emperor-level experts!

When Qin Yichen got the Hell Knife Mountain, he actually realized the terrifying power buried in the Hell Knife Mountain. However, he had tried his best to stick the bones on the top of the mountain, so how could he dare to pull them out?

But this time, the magic sword and the devil blade hung all over the sky, and the Hell Blade Mountain was circling again with endless brilliance, like a colorful Tiantuo, with murderous intent!

"This time, why don't you try to hide from me again!"

Qin Yichen lowered his head and roared. The last time the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor faced the Hell Sword Mountain, his body turned into mist and directly wrapped around the Hell Sword Mountain. The countless sword lights could not hurt him at all!

But at this moment, countless magical swords and demonic blades scattered across the sky with his roar, but they were slashing at the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor from all directions!

These magic swords and devil blades can drink the blood of other emperor-level experts, and naturally they can also drink the blood of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor!

Not only that, the sword formation set off by the magic blade of the magic sword can be avoided by the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor. However, at this moment, like a top, the Hell Blade Mountain is constantly shining with light. Even a wisp of black mist will not be let go. Crush it to dust!

The Prison Blade Mountain attacked, and the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor finally changed his expression suddenly. His seven-foot Yanyue Sword did not bother to take the opportunity to massacre the Wujin clan, but instead raised it high in sacrifice.

"Clang... boom boom boom!"

The seven-foot Yanyue Sword suddenly grew in size, enough to stand between heaven and earth, and the imperial power of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor surged into the sky at this moment.

"You, the emperor's blood, are just caged ants imprisoned by Bai Ze's son! And this emperor's master can kill Bai Ze's son! How dare you compete with me for glory with just a broken sword?!"

The gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor was as proud as a mad sword. His Yanyue Sword made the same sound as countless magic swords and devil blades.

"If you can dodge it, it's because of my strength! If you can't dodge it, I can stop it!"

The original figure of the Yanyue Sword Emperor in gray robes also smiled ferociously and stretched out his arms. His five fingers were like a mountain, surrounded by black light, and he actually held the Hell Sword Mountain in his palm.

"boom!!!"

Earth-shaking, Wujin trembled! When the five fingers filled with black light collided with the Hell Knife Mountain, even the black talisman sealing the Wujin Mountain began to dance crazily!

There seemed to be a terrifying explosion sound coming from the entire arm of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor. However, although his arm was in pain, the black light in his palm did not collapse, making his gray-robed sleeves barely stable and his face looking ferocious!

"Baby, you are very capable, and your imperial soldiers are stronger! Unfortunately, you still can't protect everything you thought you could! So it's all in vain!"

"You are still the same as before, just an ant that I can kill whenever I want!!!"

The gray-robed Yan Yue Sword Emperor shouted wildly. His body stood upright, holding the Hell Blade Mountain with one hand. The seven-foot Yan Yue Sword was sacrificed to the sky by him, but with his free hand, he could still compete with Qin Yichen! Even the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor was so cruel that he clamped Jin Tu between his fingers. However, a stern black light burst out from his palm. Seeing this, Hua Daorou quickly moved his figure and exchanged positions with Qin Yichen. The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the white dragon was low. Yin, constantly and black light

Fight!

"Two ants added together are still an ant! An ant deserves to die! You can't even protect yourself, and you want to protect others? How dare you claim to be doing justice for heaven!"

"You yourselves are weak. Weak people cannot protect themselves, let alone other weak people!"

Hua Daorou was sad and angry, and even more shocked by the terrifying strength of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor!

Shake the Hell Knife Mountain with one hand!

Just as the Gray Robe Yanyue Sword Emperor himself said, he was able to escape the Hell Blade Mountain last time. This time, even if the Hell Blade Mountain's power is more ferocious, he can still block it!

No!

It’s not how strong this guy is!

It was the black light that filled his body that blocked the Hell Blade Mountain for him! Otherwise, just one of this guy's arms would have been smashed to pieces by Hell Blade Mountain!

It's this guy's master who makes him think he's strong! Able to crush the ants in his eyes at will!

And Hua Daorou will never forget the time he died, let alone this guy's master! Naturally, I will never forget Bai Guanxing’s sincere teachings!

"For warriors, counterattack is the best strategy, dodge is the middle strategy! Hard attack is the worst strategy!"

"You have no choice but to hide and escape, you can only hold on!"

And Hua Daorou wanted to see how many imperial weapons this guy could hold up!

"Let me see how many hands you have!"

Suddenly, the White Dragon Divine Sword in Hua Daorou's hand turned into a soft sword. Like a dragon and a snake spitting out a message, it wound around the other arm of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor like a dragon-binding rope!

In an instant, the face of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor suddenly changed, and Hua Xi's reverse scale was like a water dragon, invisible and invisible, but it could devour all things!

No matter how his arm changes, the white dragon is also constantly changing, always making it difficult for his arm to break free. Not only that, the white dragon is getting tighter and tighter.

Just like after a snake and python catches its prey, it will wrap around it and suffocate it to death! The white dragon couldn't help but tightly bind it, causing the black light on the arm of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor to burst out, as if it was about to be strangled.

The white dragon stalked and killed him, and the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor's other arm also felt the severe pain of breaking!

However, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor was extremely tyrannical. He gritted his teeth and grinned wildly.

"Then what?! Hua Xu gave you a few reverse scales!"

"I only have one pair of hands, but I still have one pair of legs! Spend all your imperial soldiers on me, and then wait for my junior brother to beat you to death!"

As the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor smiled ferociously, he was strangling the white dragon with one hand and blocking the mountain of swords with the other. His strength was worthy of being the most tyrannical among the three. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was Qin Yichen and Hua Daorou who were killing him or him. Resisting the fierce attack of the imperial soldiers!

Qin Yichen saw it, but his eyes were red, his hands were tied, and his weapon was lost. This was an excellent opportunity!

The next moment, he killed in anger, thunder filled the sky, and the insteps of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor had arched slightly. Speaking of which, it was natural for him to kick the emperor to death!

"Come! Don't we still have the Bihai Imperial Artifact! I capture the white dragon with my hands and the Imperial Artifact with my feet!"

The gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor is full of majesty, and his imperial power surges wildly. As he said, he can shake the mountain of swords by grabbing the white dragon's palm with his hands, and he can surely step on the imperial weapon with his feet!

And Qin Yichen's sword light also surged to the extreme. At that moment, he had many means to tear away this guy's black light and tear apart the source of this guy's pride!

At that moment, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor had too many flaws in his eyes, so many that... "Without the Bihai Emperor's weapon, killing you is just a matter of searching for something!"