Unparalleled Martial God

0Song De Ming violently charged through the 18 levels of Wonder Gate Road. He was in the Nirvana Realm and had killed many Saints. At this moment, he looked like a deity, a devil and a devil.    0

    

In the era of the Dao of Immortality, Yi Yazi had mastered many Daoist magics. He was very close to Immortality, and far above everyone else. He looked like an exiled Immortal, floating gracefully, but with the same killing intent.    

    

"Ru Yi Zi, today I will trample you beneath my feet. I will trample your arrogance until it is completely gone!"    

    

Lowly seed. When Chu Yang heard the word, it was extremely ear-piercing. His voice became colder, sharper, and fiercer.    

    

This battle was not the most dangerous battle that he had experienced in the Central Region. The enemies he had met were not the strongest, but they were the strongest amongst his peers.    

    

"Heng, Song Tangming, do you have the ability to do so!"    

    

Ru Yizi sneered. "Great Emperor is not as great as Immortals. Great Emperor is nothing in our eyes of the Immortal Dao!" We are only existences that you look up to, but you yearn for and cannot reach. If you want to defeat me, that is just wishful thinking! "    

    

Although what he said was the truth, everyone from the Central Region was furious.    

    

"Is that so? Immortal Cultivators are so powerful, why didn't they unite Central State? Why did they suddenly become clowns in the last hundred years!"    

    

Chu Yang raised his hand and pointed at Ru Yizi, "With your words, I'll kill you today. The Ru Yi Sect won't even dare to fart!"    

    

Was the Jin Dynasty just a decoration?    

    

Was the Jin Emperor a decoration?    

    

Everyone was happy, but Ru Yizi's expression couldn't help but change, and his gaze turned extremely malicious, "Immortal cultivators only seek immortality, and are not related to the mortal world. What is the use of having evil intentions, Song Tang Ming!? You deliberately stirred the relationship between the Immortal Cultivators and the Heaven Soul Realm, you shall kill — "    

    

"Ha ha!" Chu Yang laughed loudly, "This is not about the mortal world. Then you people of the Immortal Path, quickly scram back to the mountains to cultivate your immortals. What are you boasting about here!"    

    

With a single sentence, he had exposed Ru Yi Zi's hypocrisy. Ru Yi Zi's expression became even darker, and his killing intent grew even more intense.    

    

Clang!    

    

He immediately made his move and a bloody blade appeared in his hand. A mournful scream instantly resounded in everyone's ears, instantly causing them to see the wraiths' screams and endless ferocity. Countless lives had died tragically, and their senses were bloodshot.    

    

It was another piece of magic equipment. It was not any weaker than a saint artifact, and it was also extremely fierce!    

    

Many people's expressions changed. Ru Yi Zi had a lot of treasures. Before, it was a treasure like the Seven Fiends Blood Demon Rod, but now, it was this demonic sabre that frightened people. They didn't know where this demon sabre came from.    

    

Chu Yang was quite surprised, "I thought that cultivators only rely on external resources for their abilities."    

    

Ru Yizi scoffed. "Foolish, you were born a human, you should have known how to use things in the world. What else do you mean by that? Are you saying that you are nothing more than a feathered animal?"    

    

Chu Yang felt a burst of anger. This bastard bullied him to become a pauper without a treasure, yet he was using a treasure to bully him. Although he had the Heavenly Demon Cauldron, he definitely didn't want to show it in front of others.    

    

"You feathered beast, I just collected a piece of trash, thank you for your gift!"    

    

The Seven Fiends Blood Demon Rod had been sealed and taken by Chu Yang, this was a disgrace to Yu Ruzi. His pupils suddenly bulged. "Despicable! If I kill you, my treasure will naturally be taken back!"    

    

Swish!    

    

The glow of the devilish saber flowed like blood. Ru Yi Zi's blade chopped out, immediately turning into millions of blood lights, enveloping Chu Yang. In that instant, all that could be seen was the blood-red glow of the saber. Chu Yang had nowhere to hide, so he could only face it head on.    

    

This move, after removing its sharpness, cut through the air, creating a disturbance in the air, as if trying to restrain something in advance.    

    

"Humph!" "To be able to see my speed, to be able to restrain it, how naive!"