Chapter 331 Win or Lose

Breaking the cloud found the proud weakness of the Heavenly Emperor and waited for the opportunity to move at all times. After a fierce attack, he finally had the opportunity to trap the Emperor of Heaven.

The porcelain bottle is three inches high and no more than two inches thick. It is a very ordinary porcelain bottle.

After breaking the cloud and pulling out the porcelain bottle cork, a faint fishy smell dissipated.

The Emperor of Heaven frowned slightly and didn't know what the clouds were doing, but he just watched coldly and didn't say anything.

"You have refined the Sharon Inner Dan, and you must know how much energy the Sharon Inner Dan contains."

With a trace of contempt, the broken cloud said with extreme resentment, "I'm not so good that I can't refine Sharon Neidan. But do you know that there is another thing that Sharon is very powerful?

The Emperor's face was gloomy, his eyes were slightly open, and the fierce light in his eyes kept flashing.

Sharon Neidan is really not ashamed, but under such a favorable inducement, the Emperor of Heaven still put down his self-esteem for the strongest man in martial arts.

This is a great shame for the Emperor of Heaven, and now he can't help but be a little angry. But there is still something very powerful about the salon that Poyun said, but I don't know what it is. After listening patiently, I made up my mind that I must not let Poyun walk down the mountain alive!

The broken cloud picked up the porcelain bottle, and a sticky red ** slowly flowed out. The broken cloud opened its mouth and sucked the red ** into the mouth.

The air is full of a fishy smell, but this fishy smell is faint, which makes the Emperor of Heaven faintly familiar with it, but he can't remember what it is for a moment.

suddenly.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyelids jumped again, as if he had thought of something.

"Not bad! Sharon's blood!"

He drank through the clouds, threw away the porcelain bottle, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly spread a huge murderous atmosphere from his body. The strong murderous atmosphere is cold, and there is no sign of physical exhaustion.

"I didn't expect it! Sharon's blood can restore physical strength!" The broken cloud is up at the corners of his mouth, and his tone is resonant.

On that day, Poyun was reborn from the salon's blood, and the skin all over his body was soaked in the salon's blood, and even his mouth was filled with a few mouths of fishy blood.

I didn't expect that Sharon's blood went down. Before long, the feeling of fatigue gradually disappeared, and the 300 rounds of fighting with Sharon had disappeared.

The clouds were extremely shocked. After thinking about it, I finally thought of Sharon's blood. Then he collected some salon blood from bottles and jars, pinched his nose and tried again while practicing, and he was really exhausted.

This makes Poyun overjoyed. He himself has the support of such a vast internal force as the benevolent heart of the sky, but there is always a limit to the body. In this way, physical fatigue can be quickly eliminated, which is equivalent to one more chance to save lives in the decisive battle.

And now, the clouds have used this opportunity without hesitation.

Breaking the cloud felt that Sharon's blood was mixed all over his body, and infinite power was constantly transmitted from the depths of his heart. I clenched my fist and felt strong!

At this moment, break the clouds with a hundred times of confidence!

The Emperor's face is a little ugly. I found that the breath of breaking clouds has changed, becoming wild and full of tyranny!

Salon blood!

I didn't expect Sharon's blood to contain so much power!

Breaking the cloud gently waved the purple dragon sword, and the huge sword spirit came out with the sword. There was no sign of exhaustion.

"Okay. Let's continue!"

The broken cloud suddenly smiled, and his smile was full of confidence in victory. His body flashed and rushed to the Emperor of Heaven like lightning!

The Emperor of Heaven frowned and said that it was not good. He quickly retreated and wiped his clothes with a sword!

A trace of sneer appeared on the corners of the mouth of the broken cloud, as if to say, do you think it's safe? Zilong's broad sword waved repeatedly, using the most ordinary Yangguan Sandie, and at the same time, he hit the Heavenly Emperor's shoulder blade with his left fist!

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly felt that he could not breathe smoothly. The magic knife struggled to block the purple dragon broad sword and grabbed the left fist of the cloud backhand!

When his hand reached the edge of the broken cloud fist, the emperor suddenly felt a sense of danger in his heart, and he quickly changed it to palm and pushed away the broken cloud fist from the side.

The Emperor of Heaven peeped at the fist that broke the clouds.

Or, the current broken clouds have exceeded the expectations of the Emperor of Heaven.

The left fist of Poyun was slightly crooked by the Heavenly Emperor, but it still kept hitting the edge of the Heavenly Emperor's shoulder!

The Heavenly Emperor retreated and felt that his shoulder blade was hot. His whole left arm was hit by a huge impact. He was secretly strong. Fortunately, he just passed by and did not hurt the bones and bones, otherwise he would be broken by the broken bones of this fist.

Withite the Heavenly Emperor's blessing, the broken cloud sword came again, but this time it was kicked to the Heavenly Emperor's crotch.

The Emperor of Heaven did not hesitate to rise up.

"Finally put on the cover."

The broken clouds muttered a bad smile, and the purple dragon sword in his hand suddenly soared!

"Nameless six-style!"

The sword light turned into a cold light and stabbed the emperor!

The Emperor of Heaven snorted, gently stepped on the surface of his right foot with his left foot, and a light turned over to avoid it.

The smile is stronger.

"Nameless Seven!"

The thick sword light suddenly rose into the air and fell obliquely to the Emperor of Heaven!

The Emperor's face changed, he shouted loudly, and he held the magic knife in both hands and suddenly withdrew against the nameless seven style!

"Rumble--!!"

The nameless seven-style huge sword spirit met the Heavenly Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor seemed to have been thrown stones and fell straight into the air!

The energy flew away, the emperor of heaven was on the ground with a knife, his face was red, his clothes were messy, and his anger was simply eye-catching.

"Old man, why don't you run away this time?"

The tone of the cloud-breaking joke has a feeling of being beaten.

"Can't you juggle in the air? How can you jump this time and it's over? It won't be boring...haha! Haha!"

The Emperor shouted loudly and raised his knife to break through the clouds!

Breaking the cloud hummed softly, dodging lightly, and firmly believing in his own speculation.

"The Emperor of Heaven is very tired, and his physical strength is gradually exhausted!"

The broken cloud purple dragon broad sword was five times in a row, and the five-point sword light quietly surrounded the emperor of heaven, and a golden sword quietly floated on the cloud!

"The universe is condensed! Cut off your breath and kill!"

The broken cloud roared, and the huge sword suddenly fell!

"None should give the emperor a chance to breathe! Don't let him have a chance to recover!"

Breaking clouds can restore physical strength, which is definitely the end of the Emperor of Heaven. But Breaking Cloud is not as high as the Emperor of Heaven. In order to win, he dares to do anything despicable. Of course, he will not give the Emperor of Heaven a chance.

"It's not good!"

The Heavenly Emperor didn't expect that the power to break the clouds would recover as usual, maybe a little higher than usual. The huge sword pressure made him breathless, and a feeling of fear arises spontaneously!

"Boom-!!"

The broken cloud's chest fluctuated, and he gasped slightly and stared at the front.

After all, the physical strength of Sharon's blood recovery is not his own physical strength. Even if it is not as self-damaged as the blood magic skill, it will not last for a long time.

ahead.

Heavenly Emperor knelt on one leg, and the magic knife supported half of his body. His face was pale and his chest was undulating. He couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his pale face was even more pale.

The Emperor wiped off the blood on his mouth, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and his body was still straight and still did not fall down.

A look of admiration appeared in the eyes of the broken clouds.

The Emperor of Heaven has trembled slightly. Needless to say, he knows very well that he has no chance of winning. At this time, most people will choose to find a way to escape, and the rest will beg for mercy. Only a few people will be so upright!

If you can't stand up, it means fighting!

And the result of the battle is death!

"I underestimated you." Tiandi was hoarse, spoke with chest discomfort, and coughed violently.

"You are very strong! Lonely martial arts is really wonderful!" The Heavenly Emperor smiled faintly, with a faint smile, and gasped, "I will enjoy the lonely move again!"

"Is victory or defeat really so important!"

Breaking the cloud couldn't help shouting, "No one loves you! No one supports you! How do you feel about your martial arts? It's not lonely to die! Is victory or defeat really so important?"

The Emperor's face changed, and he sneered softly, "What does Huangkou know!" He raised the knife with difficulty, and his eyes flashed firm.

Breaking the cloud took a deep breath, and there was no room for manoeuvre. He had nothing to hesitate about. He clenched the purple dragon's broad sword, and the benevolent heart cursed in the sky flowed all over his body.

The two knew that it was the last moment.

Victory or defeat will be divided!

"Dragon! The universe is dancing!"

The Emperor of Heaven roared!

The magic knife light appeared thousands of knife shadows, converging into countless angry dragons, covering the clouds and covering the sun, roaring and rushing straight through the clouds!

The broken cloud quietly watched the knife roaring, but gently waved his sword out.

"Cut off!"

Suddenly!

The wind is blowing!

The angry dragon with its teeth and claws was cut off by someone's throat. Without anger, it slowly disappeared.

There is nothing between heaven and earth.

Breaking the clouds and the Emperor of Heaven look at each other.

The corners of the emperor's mouth rose, showing a smile.

And the broken cloud looked solemn, slowly turned around and walked away.

"Puff-p-!!"

Nine sword wounds suddenly appeared on the Emperor of Heaven, and the fountain generally sprayed blood stains out.

The Emperor of Heaven held the ground with a knife and hissed, "Sit...stop...!"

Breaking the cloud stopped and said lightly, "What else?"

"Why... why don't you kill me...!"

The emperor's eyes are full of blood, like a wounded beast, fierce and ferocious.

"The winner has been divided. There is no need to kill you."

The Heavenly Emperor has saved the cloud several times as a ghost hand magic doctor, regardless of the purpose, but this is an indisputable fact. Although Poyun is not a gentleman, he is not a murderer.

Since the victory and defeat have been divided, and there is no deep hatred with the Heavenly Emperor, there is no need to kill people.

"Shut up!"

The emperor's chest fluctuated rapidly, his expression was excited, and he roared, "I don't need your pity! I don't need your sympathy! I'm the Emperor of Heaven! The strongest man in the world!" The roar made the blue veins on his forehead stand out, looking crazy.

Breaking clouds looked back at the Emperor of Heaven, with a trace of pain in his eyes. He turned his head and continued to walk and said lightly, "I don't sympathize with you. I just think you are very sad."

"But...sad...! Haha! Haha!"

The Emperor of Heaven was crazy and said crazily, "What's so sad about this emperor! My martial arts are the best in the world! No one is my opponent! Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

The knife flashes!

A touch of blood splashed out.

The blood flower shines with enchanting light in the sun.

The blood gushed out from the neck of the Emperor of Heaven, and the magic knife was covered with blood.

It's not someone else's blood, but his own.

"No...no one can... kill the Emperor of Heaven! The Heavenly Emperor... is invincible...!"

The Emperor of Heaven gradually lost his gray face, full of proud smiles!