923: C923 Emperor of the Moon!

C923 Emperor of the Moon!

After crossing the ocean, the first thing Zhao Jinbao arrived at was the bamboo forest where he previously lived in. This was the only resting place he had in the Four Continents of East Sea, and his parents' memorial grave was also here. Since he had 'brought' his parents back, he would definitely return to this place.

But when Zhao Jinbao arrived, the scene in front of him made him extremely shocked.

The spirit tablet had already been taken away by someone, so it should have been Zhang Lang's doing. After all, no one would steal something that was relatively unlucky. What surprised Zhao Jinbao was the surrounding environment.

At this moment, more than half of the bamboo forest had been destroyed. Countless bamboo sticks had been sliced apart by the sword energy and scattered on the ground. Even this entire region seemed to sink in!

With Zhang Lang's personality, even if he didn't come back here in the future, he wouldn't be so abnormal that he would destroy everything. Amongst the remnant auras, besides the sharp sword aura, Zhao Jinbao also felt another power.

This power gave off a very domineering feeling, as if it wanted to dominate all living things!

"Who could it be?"

Zhao Jinbao's brows creased into a cross. Ever since his Shuangqiao Village had set out, he had felt that something was wrong. Until now, the problem in his heart had become even more obvious. The strength of the possessor of the other power far surpassed him and Zhang Lang!

What enmity did the other party have with Zhang Lang? Where is Zhang Lang now?

Trying to calm himself down, Zhao Jinbao released his Spiritual Sense and spread out in all directions. However, the battle earlier was too intense and the surrounding space had been shattered by the strong force. It was simply impossible to find Zhang Lang's remaining energy flow.

Zhao Jinbao's face darkened even more. If they couldn't find him, what could they do?

With Zhang Lang's strength, even in China, there were not many people who could punish him, and existences like this, were at least at the Patriarch level of Qin Qingxuan. The way to cultivate Four Continents of East Sea was much weaker than that of Hua Xia. With this, the only way to suppress Zhang Lang would be to … Emperor Ying!

I've never heard Zhang Lang mention that he had enmity with the Emperor Ying! Why did the Emperor Ying want to make things difficult for him?

Zhao Jinbao was puzzled, but now was clearly not the time for him to consider. The Emperor Ying was located in the eastern part of the Emperor Ying and was filled with all the forces under the Emperor Ying. If Zhang Lang wanted to leave, he would choose a direction far away from the Emperor Ying Mountain.

In other words, the West!

However, at the western end of the Four Continents of East Sea, was the Underworld!

It was a wasteland filled with endless killing intent, just like the Eastern Desolation Land!

Would Zhang Lang really go there?

Based on Zhao Jinbao's understanding of him, the chances of Zhang Lang going to the Ocean Continent was very high.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Jinbao did not hesitate at all and immediately rushed back to the World of the Underworld with all his might. Regardless of whether it was Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild or wherever Zhang Lang was, he would definitely go.

So what if you're a Emperor Ying? So what if it was the Underworld? Whoever hurts my brother, I will step on him!

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Outside the Ying Desolation Land.

Murderous aura spread in all directions! A fierce wind blew violently!

Compared to Eastern Desolation Land, Ying Desolation Land was a lot smaller, but even so, it was not something that "ordinary humans" could contend against!

At the edge of the Ying Desolation Land, two figures appeared. One was a slightly thin youth, while the other was a plump middle-aged man.

The man wore a bright yellow robe with the picture of a soaring Azure Sea Dragon embroidered on it. His clothes rustled as they were torn by the sharp wind. His figure was as majestic as a mountain, and he exuded the aura of someone who could stand on his own two sides.

On the other hand, although the youth's figure was a bit thin, his will was unyielding, and his entire body was like a longsword that had been drawn out of its scabbard.

They stared at each other. All of the energies and gales that surrounded them were pushed apart by their imposing auras, forming a vacuum around them!

A battle between a master and a divine sword was about to break out!

"You are not my match. I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the inheritance of the Sword Dao and I'll spare your life! " The yellow robed Emperor Ying spoke, his tone was filled with dignity and dominance, imperceptibly giving others the impulse to not dare to resist.0

The expression in Zhang Lang's eyes did not change, and he only replied with two words: "In your dreams!"

"This is your last chance! I hope you think carefully! As long as you hand over the Sword Dao, I can bestow you the position of being above everyone else, and let you enjoy endless glory and wealth! One must know that no matter how good a legacy is, one has to be alive to enjoy it! " Emperor Ying squinted his eyes. Deep in his eyes, a trace of anger was brewing.

As the ruler of imperial power, he did not like to be rejected, nor was he used to being rejected. Ever since he ascended to the throne of the Emperor Ying, his words had been commands. He could only obey them unconditionally, and no one dared to oppose him!

But this time, not only did Zhang Lang resist, he also resisted more than once. The look of disdain and contempt in the other party's eyes made Emperor Ying uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

It had been too long since anyone dared to treat him like this, and he would absolutely not allow the supreme imperial power to be looked down upon!

"Humph!" Before the final moment arrived, it was uncertain who would win and who would lose! I really want to see whether your Four Continents legacy is powerful, or my superficial Gale Sword Dao is powerful! "

As he said that, Zhang Lang pulled out his Wind Blade. A clear sword cry sounded out, and it suppressed the howling sound of the wind.

Hearing this, the Emperor Ying's expression became even more unsightly. Zhang Lang actually mocked him, one was a fully mastered inheritance, and the other was a smug Sword Dao. This was clearly bullying the weak! Furthermore, in a situation where they were bullying the weak, the two of them had been stuck in a stalemate for so long, that could only mean one thing: Emperor Ying was too trash!

Even though he was in a dangerous situation, Zhang Lang did not forget to be harsh with his words. He still thought of ways to harm Emperor Ying, which made him look a little similar to Zhao Jinbao.

"You're courting death!"

After Emperor Ying shouted loudly, the aura from his entire body started to surge explosively, the unique attribute of Ninjutsu Power instantly covering the entire area.

On the other hand, when Zhang Lang pulled out the sword of strong wind, the latest comprehension of the strong wind Sword Domain had already spread. To him, he was already in a hopeless situation. He had to use the most powerful move he had ever used. If he did not succeed, then he would die!

Even if he could not defeat Emperor Ying, he had to release his imposing manner. With wind and Sword Dao, he would rather die than bend, at worst, he could just escape into the Ying Desolation Land.

Even if it was a narrow escape, he could not surrender in humiliation!

A sword cultivator's head could be broken, the sword could be broken, and only her spine could not be bent!

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