The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

v2 Chapter 932: Juggernaut (one more)

"Thank you hero for your help!"

"Master, I will definitely repay you!"

"Master, I'll go home immediately and get 10,000 taels of silver!"

The people from the Tianxia Association evacuated, and the martial arts people in the martial arts field said their thanks, but they all ran out and never came back.

"City Lord!"

"Lord City Lord!"

"Quick, the city lord is still alive, save the city lord!"

When the people in Wushuangcheng saw that the Dugu party was not dead, they exclaimed and lifted the Dugu party to Yang Zheng.

"Master, please save the city master!"

"The hero is benevolent and righteous, save our city lord, the city lord will definitely be grateful!"

"Heroes..."

These people knelt directly in front of Yang Zheng.

With a big wave of his hand, Yang Zheng lifted these people up, and then raised his hand slightly, a burst of infuriating energy entered Dugu's body, and the lonely side spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. Although his face was pale, he somehow recovered.

"Many...Thank you for this son's help..."

The Dugu party got up from the ground, but the injury was too serious, it was good to be able to speak at this moment.

"The Dugu side, it doesn't matter whether you are really the Dugu side, I just want to know one thing, is the swordsman dead or alive?"

Yang Zheng looked at Dugu.

Although the Dugu party in front of him is a fake, since he can use the Wushuang Sword, it must be the acquiescence of the swordsman. Before on the high platform, he said that he did not know the life and death of the swordsman, it should be just a lie.

This fake Dugu party should know the news of the Juggernaut.

The lonely one was silent.

"Emperor Eleven, which one do you think is the stronger move against Mohe Boundless?"

Yang Zheng's eyes moved and landed on Di Shi's face.

Although Emperor Eleven was wearing a golden mask, his eyes were exposed. Emperor Eleven's eyes were extremely deep, like a dark night sky, and the light that occasionally flashed in it was like a bright star in the night sky.

This strangeness is the manifestation of the great wisdom space.

It can be said that Emperor Eleven looks almost exactly the same as King Yan at this moment, and even gave Yang Zheng an illusion that this guy is King Yan's twin brother.

"I haven't seen the love of the city, but I have seen it. The power of the Mahabane is very strong. As for how strong, I don't dare to accept it. And the love of the city is said to be created by the martial sage Guan Yu. With the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he swung it out and destroyed a city. The city was not only destroyed, but disappeared, completely disappeared without leaving any traces. These two martial arts have never been fought in actual combat. , it's really hard to tell the difference."

Emperor Eleven responded.

This fellow has actually seen others perform Mahabharata with his own eyes!

"Juggernaut...Alive..."

It was also at this time that the lonely party spoke up.

"Oh? Take me to see him."

Yang Zheng smiled.

The Juggernaut is still alive, this is good news. If the Juggernaut is alive, then the move of Sword Twenty-three may be a reality. Yang Zheng has no interest in ordinary martial arts moves, such as Xiongba's three skills, what Tianshuangquan , Fengshen Legs, Cloud Dispelling Palm, martial arts at this level are too weak.

As for Wuming Wanjian Guizong, unless Wuming has 100% combat power, it is meaningless.

In fact, Yang Zheng is also very curious, whether the nameless in this world can only have one success. If that's the case, it would be a bit of a pain in the ass. Once the success is nameless, to be honest, Yang Zheng is not even interested in making a move.

Yang Zheng threw a Shaolin Huan Pill to the lonely side, and let the lonely side take it. The injury of the lonely side was repaired at a very strange speed. Not only that, in the past few breaths, the true qi in his body increased by one. The realm has reached the master realm.

"Master, the medicine pill you gave me is..."

Lonely side, only shocked.

"It's just a big repayment, a bargain."

Yang Zheng smiled.

In addition to healing wounds, Shaolin Huan Dan can also increase one's skill. In the martial arts of Fengyun Kingdom, it is a holy medicine for healing, and it is extremely precious. However, Yang Zheng's Evil Emperor's Pill Medicine Building in the Cave of Heaven was capable of mass-producing Da Huan Pill. Da Huan Pill was like a bean, you could eat it if you wanted to.

"Shaolin Huan Dan, one pill can increase one's skill."

Emperor Eleven explained.

"what?"

The Dugu party was shocked again, and immediately bowed heavily to Yang Zheng, and then led the way.

A quarter of an hour later, the Peerless City Underground Palace.

Yang Zheng saw the Sword Saint, the one who was rumored to have realized the 23rd Swordsmanship of the Peerless Sword.

Juggernaut, in retreat, closing life and death.

No wonder, there will be several minions in the world to attack Wushuang City, but Juggernaut did not come forward, because even he himself cannot control his life and death.

"Old age, the sunset is late, his body is about to run out of oil and the lights go out."

Emperor Eleven commented.

Yang Zheng also nodded slightly, as Emperor Eleven said, the Sword Saint is too old, the old is not the soul, but the flesh.

The body of the swordsman, perhaps because of too many injuries, has caused great loss, as if it may burn out the last trace of vitality at any time. Therefore, Juggernaut chose this state of almost suspended animation to block his own power.

Every point of his power dissipated, it represented the loss of one point of vitality.

So, has the Sword Saint in front of you realized Sword Twenty-three?

Or, will it be like in the original book, once you realize the sword twenty-three, and only use it once, your life potential will be completely exhausted?

Sword Saint, the deadline is approaching!

Such a swordsman made Yang Zheng a little embarrassed. He absorbed the memories of the ancestors of Tianjian's life, and he could see the level of a swordsman at a glance.

The primordial spirit of the Juggernaut is a sword, an unparalleled sword. Although it is as indifferent as water, the power hidden in it is extraordinary, far exceeding the so-called master of swordsmanship. Although not as good as those sword gods in the Heavenly Sword Palace, and not as good as Heavenly Sword Sovereign Li Yingqiong, compared to Yan Shisan, he was still a few points stronger.

Such a swordsman, when he was about to take the ultimate step of kendo in the Divine Weapon Continent, his fleshly body actually withered, unable to support him to perform the strongest horizontal sword move.

This is a pity.

"Old Sword Saint, is it really helpless..."

Although Dugu's martial arts are average, he is not stupid, and he can hear the meaning of Yang Zheng and Emperor Eleven's words.

"Life potential consumes too much, and the physical body wears a lot. Even if you realize the strongest sword, you can only use it at most once. After you use it once, it will die."

Yang Zheng nodded.

The Dugu party listened and remained silent.

Yang Zheng looked at Juggernaut again, the eyes of Yuanshen opened, trying to communicate with Juggernaut.

At this look, he saw something extremely interesting! ..