Chapter 1128 Do You Think You Have Won?

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The old man sweeping the floor and the gangster fight together, and the two of them come and go, intertwined crazily.

The holy power is like the splashing waves, overflowing and turbulent.

No one dared to approach the place where the two fought.

No one expected that this sweeping old man was Yu Ziming, the uncle of Ruyue Zunjian and the junior disciple of the previous palace lord.

It is said that Yu Ziming used to be an infatuated seed. By coincidence, he fell in love with a person from the sect who was the enemy of Tiangong.

Although the former Lord of Tiangong suppressed the invading enemy with great strength, and even severely injured the vitality of the enemy's sect, he was no longer able to compete with Yijian Tiangong, but the previous Lord of Tiangong also lost a lot of life due to this , so that he died young, Ruyue Zunjian succeeded as the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.

As a punishment, Yu Ziming was forcibly abolished his cultivation and became a useless person, sweeping the floor of the main palace all year round.

However, for these years, Yu Ziming has been both a teacher and a friend to Ruyue Zunjian. Although Yu Ziming has lost all his cultivation, as a peerless genius who can rival the previous palace master, he can give Ruyue Zun swordsmanship in every aspect. Jian gave precious suggestions, whether it was about cultivation or the construction of the sect.

And there is no doubt about Yu Ziming's loyalty to Tiangong.

Because of this, Ruyue Zunjian trusted him very much.

Over the years, Yu Ziming's own cultivation has not been neglected, and with his extraordinary talent, he has finally returned to the peak and holy state, only one step away from the true saint.

As long as he steps into the True Sage, Yu Ziming's lifespan will more than double. In this way, he will have enough time to hit a higher level and make up for the regrets of the year.

It's just that no one expected that the change in Tiangong would come so suddenly.

And he also understands that it is no longer possible for him to spy on the highest realm above the true sage...

After fighting for several moves, Yu Ziming took a deep breath and let out a loud roar.

Boom!

There were bursts of muffled thunder-like noises around the body.

I saw a lot of blood-red veins welling up all over his skin, and bursts of raging flames were ignited on his chest, and the flames radiated everywhere.

The strength of the whole body skyrocketed almost in a straight line.

A series of changes almost made him reborn!

"Wow!!!"

All around exclaimed.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"This...does this mean??"

"Sacrifice to the Heavenly Soul?" Tian Bahuang was stunned.

"Master Uncle!!!!"

Sword Kisaragi screamed in pain.

Yu Ziming knew that he was far from being the enemy of the upper class, so he chose to give up!

After sacrificing the soul of the sky, his strength directly broke through to the realm of true saints, and a broad and thick aura erupted from his body, colliding with the aura of holy power in the upward mix, fighting against it!

The people of Shangshenzong were horrified.

Everyone in Tiangong has complex expressions.

Tianbahuang's eyes shook, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the matter has reached such a point, it is obviously not something that can be solved with three punches and two kicks.

"Master Yu!!!"

"Master Uncle!!"

A group of Tiangong people knelt down towards Yu Ziming, weeping bitterly.

"Sacrificing the soul of the sky? It's just a dying struggle! Even if you sacrifice the soul of the sky, you can't do anything to me. On the contrary, you will be useless once time passes, and at your age, your decayed body will not last long. , you are not far from death." Shanghun said lightly.

"Grandpa, I have already been a cripple once, and I am not afraid to do it again. As for death... I think you should worry about yourself, because you will die before me!" Yu Ziming snorted coldly, holding the broom rushed over.

The broom swept across, and a sword shadow covering the sky burst out from the broom, chopping upwards.

In the shadow of the sword, the rolling holy power is like a wild beast, unstoppable!

The top gang snorted coldly, moved his fingers away, and flicked his fingertips.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom...

The void burst into bursts, swallowing up the sword shadow that struck.

"Thirteen Forms of Intent Sword!" Yu Ziming let out a long roar, rushed over, and slashed wildly with the broom.

Don't look at it is just a broom, only after this exercise did he realize that the broom is actually a magic weapon.

Following Yu Ziming's slashing, the broom erupted with a thick and boundless power, and each broom leaf was like a sword blade, extremely sharp, and could easily shatter the holy power!

Faced with Ziming's crazy attack and killing, Shang Gang was unafraid, swept left and right, a holy power attached to his arm, making his arm as hard as a knife, alternating vertically and horizontally, smashing against the broom, even if he sacrificed the soul of heaven, Yu Ziming didn't take much advantage of it either.

But he was in no hurry.

As long as he can hold back the top gangster, he will win.

Because everyone knows that the allies of Yijian Tiangong are rushing here, as long as they are present, the situation can be stabilized.

Boom...

A loud bang exploded from the sky.

The horrible lines spread around like ripples.

People around backed up again and again.

The two made a head-on move, and each retreated.

The face of the upper gangster moved slightly, his eyes fell on the Ruyue Zunjian behind Yu Ziming, he smiled suddenly, and rushed towards Yu Ziming again.

"Heavenly Sword Torrent!!" Yu Ziming roared, and urged the sword move again!

Thousands of sword qi traversed the void like a torrent, hitting the upward chaos.

But at this time, Shanghun's body suddenly escaped into the void, avoiding this terrifying move, and rushed directly behind Yu Ziming.

"not good!!"

"He wants to harm the Palace Master!!"

The exclamation sounded.

A group of elders hurried towards the Lord of the Heavenly Palace.

"Don't even think about succeeding!!"

Yu Ziming let out a roar, and grabbed the void with his palm.

Chi la!

The void shattered, and one leg was firmly held in his hand.

That is the leg of the upper gangster.

"Get out of here!!!"

Yu Ziming's eyes were full of ferociousness, and he swung his arms wildly, actually pulling Yu Ziming out of the void.

The upper body jumped back for a while, but did not launch an offensive again, but looked at this side with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to succeed? Didn't I succeed?"

When Yu Ziming heard the sound, his face changed and he turned his head abruptly.

But saw that Ruyue Zunjian and others had been surrounded by a group of elders from Shangshenzong.

No one from Shangshenzong came close.

But at this moment...

boom! !

Ru Yuezun sword took a slap on the chest.

Pooh!

The man vomited blood, flew back again, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Palace master!!"

People screamed terribly, and hurriedly looked at the person who shot, it turned out to be the Eleventh Elder...

"Eleventh Elder??"

"Elder Eleven!! Are you a traitor to Shangshenzong just like Tao Gongming?" Feng Buling was furious.

"No, he's not the Eleventh Elder! The Eleventh Elder was killed just now! This person is a fake!!"

The law enforcement elder roared.

Many people suddenly realized this.

In the chaotic situation, it is unknown who died, but as long as one masters the powerful illusion technique, one can easily mix into the opponent's lineup.

"Whoever he is!! Kill him!!!"

Feng Buling roared, and the crowd rushed towards him.

The Eleventh Elder immediately took off his disguise and returned to his original appearance.

Everyone fixed their eyes.

This is Yan Xuzi, the Great Elder of Shangshenzong! !

Only his camouflage technique can not be noticed by Feng Buling and others.

"If I was injured by Moon Lord Sword Heavenly Soul, even if he heals his wound, his strength will drop significantly. Even if you don't die today, your Yijian Heavenly Palace will suffer a great loss of strength! It will be difficult to compete with me in the Divine Sect! Haha. .." Yan Xuzi laughed loudly, and attacked Feng Buling with his backhand.

"asshole!!!"

Feng Buling was furious and attacked him violently.

Everyone killed together.

"Shang Shenzong, I need you to pay the price!!"

Yu Ziming was furious, and he rushed upwards like crazy.

The top gang dodged left and right, but it was a bit difficult to support.

Yu Ziming seemed to be crazy, disregarding his own life and death, he just kept chopping at him.

"Do you really think I can't cure you?"

The upper gang finally got angry, snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and a delicate disc appeared in his palm.

The disc is simple and unsophisticated, with twelve hours clearly marked on it.

Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai.

I saw Shanghun throwing it away.

Whoosh!

Yuanpan flew into the sky and turned into a huge hill, covering Yu Ziming directly.

Yu Ziming frowned, he didn't know what it was, and he didn't want to think about it, so he continued to attack and kill the upper gangsters.

But at this moment, the disk started to spin, and the words representing the twelve hours on it also kept spinning, and a strange space force hit Yu Ziming's body.

In an instant, Yu Ziming felt that his body was extremely tired, and his strength was also fading away...

When he was in front of the upper gangster, his power and influence were vastly different from before.

"What?" Yu Ziming's expression changed drastically.

The upper mix raised his arm and waved.

Boom!

The broom was directly blasted away.

Yu Ziming's body fell backwards, and it took him a while to stabilize his body.

He raised his head to look at the huge disc above, then looked at his hands, and gritted his teeth, "What did you do to me?"

"It's nothing." The gangster smiled lightly: "It just speeds up the burning speed of your heavenly soul!"

Burn rate?

Yu Ziming looked down, only to realize that there was only less than a third of the Heavenly Soul left in his chest...

"The soul of the sky is burnt out, are you still my opponent?" The gangster laughed.

When these words fell to the ground, all members of Shangshenzong burst out laughing.

The strength and intelligence of Shanghun are not comparable to Tianbahuang.

Even the method of sacrificing the soul of the sky is just a dying struggle for him.

In fact, this is also one of the reasons why many people in Lishengzhou dare not sacrifice their heavenly souls when they are dying. There are endless magic weapons in Lishengzhou.

"Do you think you won?" Yu Ziming gritted his teeth and said.

"Did I lose?" The gangster asked back.

Yu Ziming didn't speak any more, and continued to rush over with the broom.

"Death struggle!" The gangster shook his head, he didn't want to play any more, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he rushed over.

But the moment the two approached each other, the broom in Yu Ziming's hand suddenly snapped off.

"Huh?" The upper gangster's heart shrank.

A strange force erupted and enveloped the upper gang.

But Yu Ziming hugged his body recklessly, roaring wildly: "Die!!"

The moment the sound fell to the ground.

boom! ! ! ! !

An earth-shattering explosion blooms...