Emperor Tianwu

Originally, Yun Yang wanted to admit defeat after hearing Ruolin's words, but after hearing Ruolin say that he needed to hand over the storage ring, Yun Yang immediately gave up the idea of ​​admitting defeat.

The cultivation of a cultivator is to go against the will of heaven.

If he was afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, he would not be able to cultivate to this point.

He has already retreated once today. If he continues to retreat for the second time, not only will his teammates look down on him, but it will also have a certain impact on his Tao heart, so he cannot retreat.

"Fight!" Without saying anything else, Yun Yang has already jumped up and appeared in the sky.

When Yan Liang saw Yun Yang coming up, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and a sarcastic arc appeared.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill your wish!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a ball of black mist appeared in his hand.

Yes, it was black mist, which looked light and weightless.

However, when the black fog appeared, the space around him was obviously distorted. Obviously, the black fog was not as simple as it seemed.

Yun Yang saw that the other party had even sacrificed his magic weapon, so he did not dare to neglect it at all and sacrificed his own magic weapon as well.

His magic weapon was a silver spear, on which there were a lot of inscriptions.

"Let's do it!" Yan Liang raised the black fog in his hand and glanced at the other party with contempt.

Yun Yang didn't say a word of nonsense. He shouted "kill" in his mouth. As the rolling demonic energy rioted, the spear in his hand was shining brightly and making a crackling sound.

Lightning appeared out of thin air in the air and immediately gathered on the silver spear, forming a huge dragon-shaped phantom. As soon as the dragon-shaped phantom appeared, a heart-shaking breath suddenly spread in the sky.

"Huh?" This scene surprised Yan Liang.

"This is the Silver Dragon Spear, which is made to imitate the Silver Dragon Spear used by the Sea God of my Sea Clan!" Yun Yang looked at the majestic dragon-shaped phantom, and the fear in his heart was swept away. He exuded a sense of looking down on the world, like a peerless overlord, standing proudly in the void.

"It's just an imitation weapon, do you think I will take it seriously?" Yan Liang smiled proudly, still not taking Yun Yang seriously.

Yun Yang stopped talking nonsense, and the spear in his hand was suddenly handed out.

With a "boom", the dragon-shaped phantom on the spear seemed to be stimulated by something. The moment he handed out the spear, it had already burst out, rolled up a majestic killing momentum, and rushed towards Yan Liang.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Liang didn't even use the Martial Emperor's real body, and directly waved his hand, and the black mist in his hand had been thrown out.

The black mist was thrown out, and immediately swelled up in the wind, turning into the size of a mountain, and rumbled towards the dragon-shaped phantom.

The next second, the two intersected.

With a "bang", the dragon-shaped phantom shattered like an eggshell hitting a big hammer.

At the moment when the dragon-shaped phantom shattered, Yun Yang opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and his aura became extremely weak.

Obviously, he was seriously injured with just this one blow.

After the black fog dissolved his attack, it still smashed over with a sharp whistling sound.

It was obviously a ball of black fog, but it seemed to have gathered the power of the whole world, and it fell with a thunderous force.

The breath of death crushed down, making Yun Yang's face change suddenly. He could no longer care about anything else and raised his hand to sacrifice a scale.

As soon as the scale was sacrificed, it immediately swelled up in the wind, turned into a hundred meters in size, and blocked in front of him.

It was obviously a scale, but it brought a shocking pressure.

With a "bang", the black fog smashed, and Yun Yang was smashed away with the scale.

"Puff..."

While the man was still on the way, Yun Yang spurted out another stream of blood, and I didn't know how many bones were broken.

"Good stuff!"

Seeing that his attack didn't kill Yun Yang directly, and even didn't break the opponent's defensive magic weapon, Yan Liang was not surprised but happy, his eyes suddenly lit up, raised his foot, and was ready to continue.

At this moment, Yun Yang hurriedly shouted: "I give up!"

Yan Liang was not moved at all.

If the opponent had given up before he took action, he might have considered sparing the opponent's life.

As for now, it can only be said that it is too late.

"Friend Yan, please spare his life, and I, Yun Chen, owe you a favor!" Yun Chen had no choice but to speak out.

Yun Yang was his team member. If something happened, he would definitely be punished by Tianji Pavilion.

Of course, as the captain of Yun Yang and others, he did have the responsibility to ensure the safety of these people.

Therefore, even though Yun Yang had been indifferent to him before, he still spoke out, hoping that Yan Liang would let him go once.

What surprised Yun Chen was that just as he finished speaking, before Yan Liang answered, Emperor Shitian spoke: "Yan Liang, this is Yun Chen, the current owner of Room 1!"

After saying this, Emperor Shitian stopped talking.

Yan Liang, who was about to continue, paused slightly when he heard this, then looked at Yun Chen below and said in surprise: "Emperor Shitian, what did you say, he is the owner of Room 1?"

"Yes!" Emperor Shitian nodded slightly.

"What about you?"

"Room 2!" Emperor Shitian replied calmly: "Because I am no match for him, I can only live in Room 2 now."