latelenovela Chapter 539 Emperor-Slaying Blade
Chapter 539 Emperor-Slaying Blade
Chapter 539 Emperor-Slaying Blade
The light released by Beiming shot directly into the sky, and an extremely powerful force spread outwards like a tide.
This bizarre scene immediately made Ye Ru's expression turn serious. He understood that Bei Ming had nowhere left to retreat, so in order to save his life, he would only attack Ye Ru desperately.
With a chilling expression on his face, Bei Ming exuded an aura of power. He then looked up at the sky, sensing the powerful light and shadow he had summoned.
This beam of light, like a cloud in the sky, constantly changed shape, eventually transforming into an old man.
The old man had a kind appearance, but this kindness gave people a rather strange feeling.
This strangeness made Ye Ru's expression grow increasingly solemn.
"Hmph, today is your death day, Ye Ru!"
Bei Ming laughed loudly, as if he had gone mad. He pointed fiercely at Ye Ru, and his inner energy burst forth, eventually condensing continuously towards the illusory old man in the sky.
As this talent coalesced, the old man's body became increasingly realistic, until finally, he seemed like a real person.
"This is... a sacrificial summoning?"
Long Hai and Jing Tian exchanged a blow, then Long Hai looked toward the increasingly solidified area.
When Long Hai saw the old man, his pupils contracted, and his face showed deep shock.
He had seen this move in an ancient book before. The book described how a foreigner used this summoning sacrifice to successfully kill a demon saint and become famous in one battle.
He never expected that someone as weak as Bei Ming would use sacrificial summoning!
"Hehe, it seems your young master Long is about to die."
A sinister laugh rang out, accompanied by a chillingly gloating tone.
Although he was not of the same clan as Bei Ming, he had witnessed this power before.
Gao Feng and the others also looked at the sky with solemn expressions. The old man accepted Bei Ming's talent and then slowly opened his eyes, looking in the direction of Ye Ru. At the same time, he waved his hand, and a green staff appeared in his hand.
"I never imagined that our Qiankun clan would be so weak that we have to summon me to fight the enemy."
The old man sighed, seemingly expressing his disappointment and frustration.
The words reached Bei Ming's ears, causing him to feel somewhat embarrassed.
This old man was the ancestor of their Qiankun clan, who once achieved a record of ninety-nine wins and one loss, making him the most renowned powerhouse of their Qiankun clan.
“Ancestor, this person has disrespected the authority of my Qiankun clan. Your descendants wish to summon you to kill this person and restore the prestige of my Qiankun clan.”
After a moment of contemplation, Bei Ming bowed to the other party and said with an extremely solemn expression.
"Don't worry, there has never been anyone in this world who has dared to disregard the authority of our race. Even if all four races came, it wouldn't work."
The old man gave a cold laugh and raised his scepter.
As he raised his hand, the once clear sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and bolts of lightning gathered in the sky, seemingly preparing to strike.
Feeling the increasingly powerful lightning force, Ye Ru's expression grew more and more solemn. The Sacred Ancient Tree extended outwards, directly adding several layers of defense.
"Can you feel this chilling power?"
Bei Ming looked at Ye Ru, and a mocking laugh slowly rose from his lips.
"This is probably the power you rely on. I admit that this power is very strong, but I don't know if this decree of the sage can withstand this thunder."
Faced with Bei Ming's ridicule, Ye Ru shrugged, and finally flipped his hand, revealing a sage's decree, which he then infused with his talent.
The sage's decree, imbued with talent, caused the surrounding winds and clouds to surge once more. The sage's decree began to spin on its own, driving a series of energies.
The energy emanating from the sage's decree was almost identical to the energy of talent released by the old man.
This power caused Bei Ming's sneer to stop abruptly, and his face immediately turned somewhat horrified. He couldn't understand how Ye Ru had obtained the Sage's Decree.
Because even he himself could not fully control the decree of the sage.
As the storm brewed once more, an obscure pattern began to emerge on the Sage's Decree, gradually taking shape. The surface of the entire Sage's Decree was completely stripped away, eventually transforming into a jet-black longsword.
A powerful sword aura emanated from the longsword, a power that sent shivers down one's spine.
"This sword looks so familiar."
Ye Ru held the sword in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Ancestor, we can't let this go on. We must kill him quickly."
A sense of foreboding rose in Bei Ming's heart, and he suddenly pointed at Ye Ru and shouted coldly.
"clear."
The old man nodded, and with a flick of his scepter, the lightning in the sky finally struck down!
The lightning bolt was as thick as an arm, and finally, like a lightning prison, it enveloped Ye Ru completely.
"What should we do? It seems Brother Ye is in danger."
After Xiang Ming and the other members of the Qiankun Clan clashed, Xiang Ming saw Ye Ru in the Thunder Prison and said anxiously.
"Don't worry, this guy can't kill Ye Ru. If I'm not mistaken, this sword should be the long-lost Saint-Slaying Blade..."
Gao Feng shook his head, his expression unchanged despite Ye Ru being in the Thunder Prison. Instead, he looked at the Emperor-Slaying Blade, which had been transformed from the decree of the Sage, with a solemn expression.
Others might not know, but he knew very well that the patterns and the power they emitted were almost identical to the Emperor-Slaying Blade!
"This is a move from the classic play 'Thunderstorm' created by me. This move summons the thunder of heaven and earth to kill the madman. I don't know how you, a mere scholar, can withstand it."
The old man looked at Ye Ru, who was in the Thunder Prison, and smiled faintly, his smile full of arrogance.
"Is it?"
A surge of heroic spirit welled up in Ye Ru's heart. He gripped the Emperor-Slaying Blade and raised it high.
"Watch me cleave it in two with one sword!"
A voice filled with heroic spirit resounded here. Ye Ru flapped his wings and soared into the air. The Emperor-Slaying Blade in his hand, like a bolt of lightning, slammed fiercely towards a corner of the Thunder Prison.
boom!
With a loud bang, the Thunder Prison was shattered in front of everyone's horrified eyes, and a storm of talent swept out in that instant.
"How can it be!"
The old man's eyes widened, his face filled with shock!