The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

v2 Chapter 528: The descendants of the overlord are flyi

"you!"

The Taoist priest in grey was furious.

"Arrogant boy, let me meet you!"

The knife in the left hand with the broken arm was cold, and he rushed over with the knife in hand!

"Boom!"

When this guy waved his knife, it turned out to be a thunderous sound, and then a huge thunderball rolled towards Yang Zheng!

Purple Thunder Blade Technique!

This broken arm left-handed knife can actually know the purple thunder knife technique!

"Zilei Daofa, are you a descendant of the Xiang family?"

Yang Zheng raised his brows, grabbed the lightning ball with his left hand, and forcibly absorbed the lightning ball, and asked in a cold voice.

"you!"

Broken Arm's left-handed knife saw that the lightning ball he shot was absorbed by Yang Zheng, his face sank, and the figure that had rushed to kill was stagnant and fixed in the air.

His blade technique is the genuine Purple Thunder Blade Technique, and it is also the Purple Lightning Blade Technique of the Shattered Realm. It is so powerful that most experts dare not pick it up.

However, the young boy in front of him only raised his left hand and swallowed the thunder ball!

eccentric!

Extremely weird!

This kid is unusual!

Moreover, this kid even asked himself if he was a descendant of the Xiang family!

"After the Overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Pojun, who are you?"

Therefore, the left-handed knife did not hide it, and reported himself to his family.

The overlord of Western Chu, a generation of heroes, who broke the Qin Pass, killed the second emperor of Qin, and set fire to the Epang Palace. He is famous in history! Therefore, for the descendants of the Xiang family, it is a supreme honor to be a descendant of the overlord of Western Chu.

Therefore, when the descendants of Xiang's family reported themselves, they also held that supreme glory in their hearts, and invisibly exuded a pressing aura!

However, this pressing momentum is useless to Yang Zheng!

What's more, Yang Zheng didn't like the overlord of Western Chu, and he didn't like Xiang Yu's descendants.

After the overlord, it seems that they are all rebellious people!

This left-handed knife with a broken arm would strike at the first sign of disagreement, and his character seemed to have inherited Xiang Yu's irritable character. At the beginning, when Han and Chu competed, Xiang Yu had a great advantage, but he was stubborn and did not listen to suggestions. In the end, he was defeated, and he could only kill Wujiang himself.

Not only is Jiang Shang gone, but even the most beloved beauty is gone, which is a tragedy. However, it was also caused by Xiang Yu. It was also because of that failure that Xiang Yu's ghost was still there. Even if he was suppressed in the Nine Nether Hells, he still wanted to climb out and once again realize his lofty ambitions.

It is a pity that the stubborn overlord of Western Chu can only be the overlord of Western Chu, but cannot be the real emperor!

The real Son of Heaven still needs people like this son to be qualified!

Yang Zheng smiled in his heart, looking at the breaking army, this fellow knows the purple thunder sword technique, and it seems that he can at least know the seventh style, maybe the eighth style, and maybe even know the ninth style of the sword.

Do you want to capture this fellow, torture him, and find out the full version of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique and the whereabouts of the Thunder Sword?

The Purple Thunder Saber Technique must cooperate with the Thunder Saber to exert its maximum power!

"Boy, do you look down on the descendants of the overlord?"

Xiang Pojun asked in a deep voice when Yang Zheng didn't answer.

"It's not that I look down on it, let me ask you, how many types of purple thunder swords do you know, and also, do you have thunder swords. If you haven't mastered the purple thunder swordsmanship, or you don't have the purple thunder swordsmanship, then as soon as this young master makes a move , you are about to suffer. Understand, it's not that this son looks down on you, but this son left you a way out. Xiang Pojun, you don't appreciate this son, and you slander this son. Be a man!"

Yang Zheng smiled.

"Good boy, you are extremely arrogant. I have been in the rivers and lakes for decades since I mastered the Purple Thunder Saber Technique, and this is the first time I have met someone as crazy as you! You don't want to know that my Purple Lightning Saber Technique is the first time I have practiced it. How many styles, well, the deity will let you see and see!"

Xiang Pojun sneered, he raised his hand!

"Boom!"

Thunder!

Knife light now!

Thunder power grid, condensed in an instant, banging and killing!

"The sky struck thunder and slaughtered the real dragon!"

All I could hear was a roar, that huge net of lightning, covering the sky and covering the earth, covering Yang Zheng and Huo Fenghuang!

This breaking army is indeed a bit powerful, and it will actually be the eighth strike of Zilei!

"Haha, good time!"

Yang Zheng let out a loud laugh, took out the snow drink, took out the Seven Star Treasure Sabre, and the thunder and fire burst into flames. Holding the treasure saber in both hands, he slashed a knife almost in an instant!

Boom!

The thunder sounded, the thunder light flashed, and the thunder net condensed, killing Xiang Pojun's thunder net!

boom!

this moment!

Purple Thunder Eighth Strike VS Purple Thunder Eighth Strike!

Ziz!

Thunder net entanglement!

Boom!

Thunder net explodes!

Whoa!

The net is broken!

Xiang Pojun's thunder net was torn apart by Yang Zheng's thunder net!

Then there was a flash of sword light, Yang Zheng stood proudly in the air holding the sword, and Xiang Pojun's face was full of disbelief, his clothes slammed and shattered!

The most unbelievable thing for him was that Yang Zheng could actually know the Zilei sword technique, and he could even know the eighth strike of Zilei secretly passed down by the Xiang family! The purple thunder sword technique is the secret sword technique of the Xiang clan. It is known as "Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder". It is possible for outsiders to learn the seven strikes, but to learn the eighth strike, one must go to the ancestral land of the Xiang clan. Only after the baptism of the ancestor's soul has the opportunity to learn the eighth strike!

The boy in front of him could never be a member of the Xiang clan, how could he learn the eighth strike of Zilei!

This is simply impossible!

"Purple Thunder Saber Technique, Xiang Family's Purple Lightning Saber Technique, you are the Xiang Family!"

Before Xiang Pojun could speak, the Taoist priest in grey spoke first, staring at Yang Zheng.

"interesting!"

The swordsman in black smiled, but his eyes also fell on Yang Zheng's face. One thing he noticed was that Yang Zheng's method of changing his sword just now was a bit similar to the swordsmanship of a swordsman. For Yang Zheng, he looked up again.

"Quick, kill this kid and avenge me!"

In the canyon, the mysterious scale demon who lost its wings roared.

However, no one paid any attention to him, because, whether it was the gray-clothed Taoist priest, the black-clothed swordsman, or the rude man in black iron and heavy armor, after seeing the battle just now, it was clear that none of them would be able to stay. Yang Zheng.

Among the five, the one with the strongest combat power was the one who broke the army!

Because, "Purple Thunder Sword Technique" is the most powerful in the martial arts practiced by five people!

This kid can defeat Xiang and break the army with one sword, and he also uses the purple thunder sword technique. Who is his opponent here?

silence!

thinking!

conspiracy!

The Taoist priest in grey was thinking about how to deal with Yang Zheng. Suddenly, his mind moved, he grabbed his right hand in his arms, suddenly grabbed a palm-sized puppet, and then threw the puppet at the fire phoenix!

The puppet suddenly changed in the air and turned into a flying puppet!

"Chiji, catch that woman for me!"

The Taoist priest in gray gave an order, and the flying puppet's eyes flashed a crimson light, and its figure disappeared, and the next moment it appeared in front of the fire phoenix!

This flying puppet is so terrifying!

(That’s it for this month, I won’t be lazy in May! If you don’t write words, you won’t get paid, and you won’t be able to live without manuscript fees! For the sake of living, there will be an outbreak in May!) ..