The top ten female emperors stood up to welcome the return of the immortal emperor

but now.

Some sweat gradually appeared on Yang Huan's forehead.

The thrust of the 107th sword.

Already made him feel it.

His arm seemed to weigh ten thousand catties.

When stabbed out.

Every bone in my body was crunching.

And this 107th sword.

It can even make the Immortal Spirit like an Iron King Eight before.

Feel the utter dread.

The whole person flew upside down by about half a meter.

There are already obvious cracks on the arm.

Just one more chase is required.

Yang Huan can remove his arm!
at this time.

Yang Huan also couldn't care about how much pain he had in his body.

Grit your teeth.

Put your right hand as heavy as a mountain.

Lift it up again.

"108!"

"Fuck me, old bastard!"

With a loud drink he couldn't hold on to.

his right hand.

held high.

That long sword.

Already covered with cracks.

After all, it was only a long sword of around the sixth rank.

When facing the top supernatural power of Dou Zhan Xianfa.

It was a bit unbearable.

It was okay at first.

But later.

After the 60th sword.

The cracks on the long sword are getting bigger and bigger.

Like a piece of glass.

Cracked inch by inch.

It is clear.

This is the 108th sword.

Not just Yang Huan's last sword.

It is also the last sword of this long sword.

This blow.

Yang Huan must completely injure Immortal Spirit.

At least.

He wanted to remove the immortal right hand.

thought here.

The last sword.

Contains the power of the previous 107 swords.

burst out at the same time.

This blow.

Even Chu Yu, who was by his side.

They all felt a huge killing intent.

Take a step back abruptly.

Shouted to Yang Huan.

"Do you want my life this time!"

"I won't carry it anymore, you can figure out a way for yourself!"

Done.

Chu Yu ran out for hundreds of steps.

Pull away a long distance.

This is relieved.

Watching quietly from the side.

next moment.

Anomalies protrude.

Countless bright golden lights gathered on the tip of the sword.

There are cracks all over the long sword.

At this moment, it has become the most dazzling pattern.

Blooming dazzling golden light.

Immortal Spirit seemed to sense something.

Subconsciously frowned.

Want to avoid this blow.

But it was too late.

Wait until he comes back to his senses.

The tip of the sword has fallen to his right hand.

The location that suffered the most attacks.

In an instant.

The entire long sword shattered.

Cracked into hundreds of broken pieces.

fall to the ground.

Just as everyone thought.

Yang Huan's sword failed in the end.

next second.

Immortal's right hand.

It seemed to burst open inside.

from his elbow.

Let's go together.

It turned into pieces of blue soul fragments one after another.

fall to the ground.

In an instant, it was accompanied by a strong wind.

disappeared without a trace.

And Yang Huan.

at this time.

Already exhausted.

Get down on one knee.

even so.

his face.

But still with a dazzling smile,

The golden light all over his body still hasn't dissipated at this moment.

Surrounding Yang Huan.

Surrounded for a long time.