mtl008 Chapter 240 Despicable villain
Chapter 240 Despicable villain
Chapter 240 Despicable villain
Gu Cheng stared down, seeing the rampant expression of Emperor Yuliang and the mocking expression on his face, he could even see Emperor Yuliang's constricted pupils through the fundus of his eyes.
But for all of this, Guchenghao didn't feel anything, and even felt a sense of indifference and meaninglessness in his heart, like a pool of stagnant water, heavy and erratic, without any waves!
"Are you proud?"
After a while, listening to the endless laughter belonging to Emperor Yuliang, Gucheng finally spoke.
It's just the tone of voice, but it's a little strange, it doesn't look like angry, nor does it look like despair, but there is a feeling that it has nothing to do with me, watching the fire from the other side.
"Proud, why not proud?"
"At the beginning, you colluded with Ren Pingsheng and Zui Huayan, and took advantage of the opportunity of my plan to succeed, and forcibly snatched the treasures obtained from the wonders of mountains and seas from me!"
"Scheming and scheming, it can be said that there is no second time, I am afraid that Yuan Wuji will still be grateful to you at this time!"
"But, did you ever think that this day would come? The agency was too clever, and it cost Qingqing's life!"
"If it wasn't for your plan back then, I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity to develop my current strength."
"Speaking of which, I also want to thank you!"
As the pace progressed, Emperor Yuliang became more and more complacent and rampant, and the posture of a successful villain was no longer enough to describe him.
The posture of the king when he came was even more like a dream. It just flashed for a moment, and it became what it is now.
"Ha ha!"
"I can't tell, you think a lot!"
Looking at Emperor Yuliang, Gu Cheng didn't even bother to explain a word, as if saying a word to him would be an insult to his IQ.
"Go ahead!"
"Life or death depends entirely on nature!"
"If my lonely city really died at your hands today, then I really have to look at this world with high regard. The path of destiny is finally no longer as stupid as it used to be."
Seeing Gucheng's indifferent words, completely ignoring himself, a trace of hostility flashed in the eyes of Emperor Yuliang.
"For a while, I hope that when you fall at my feet, you can still be so arrogant, instead of crying and whimpering!"
He has seen too much of the so-called iron bones. Regarding the arrogance shown by Gucheng, the Emperor Yuliang was only a little angry, but it turned into endless killing intent.
For a lonely city-like character, you only need to use your utmost power to completely defeat him and make him lose hope of survival, and then he will crawl at your feet and let you ravage him!
"Yuyu Bazi Jue: Weisheng Caiquan!"
As soon as his thoughts fell, Emperor Yuliang stopped talking, and the general command in his hand turned around at a high speed, the wind and waves broke, and the fierce killing intent radiated from the spear, showing that Emperor Liang's murderous intent had already been determined!
"Have you finally made a move?"
After the nonsense, seeing Emperor Yuliang's spear turning back, the invincible momentum shook the world, and the spear in his hand pulled out endless phantoms, rushing towards him at a speed like lightning and thunder.
Gucheng couldn't help but his pupils contracted, and the inner source that had already dried up all over his body began to flow slowly, and the ruined heart sword in his hand trembled slightly, causing ripples, as if encouraging Gucheng to attack Gucheng!
"Heart Sword!"
There was a touch of warmth in his eyes, and Gu Cheng looked at the heart sword in his hand, and there was no reason to flash tenderness in his heart, and murmured: "Don't worry, you and I will be able to leave alive this time!"
As he spoke, Gu Cheng, who had been expressionless all the time, had waves on his mouth, and a kind and gentle smile slowly emerged on his face.
Hualuo Gucheng raised his head, the cold light in his eyes seemed to turn into substance, passing through the void, thinking about the snow-white sky and earth spreading away.
At this moment, the determination to survive in the lonely city became stronger than ever, not only for himself, but also for the sword in his hand!
Why die if you haven't accomplished the way of swordsmanship?
Even if the destiny changes and Emperor Yuliang accidentally enters the game, so what if he faces death, this time he will definitely fight his way out, and take it to see the wind and rain in the world!
"Heart Sword Eight Styles, the first sword - Gewu!"
The few true essence in the body began to circulate according to the mind. The pale white true essence, mixed with Gucheng's unique temperament, blended into the heart sword in Gucheng's hand!
A moment later, a sense of investigating things, exploring endlessly, breaking the will of the common people, suddenly appeared here and evolved from the sky, transforming friendship with ruthlessness, and deriving finiteness with infinity!
Above the nine heavens, a black and white long sword gradually condensed from nothingness and turned into substance. If you look closely, it is very different from the heart sword in Gucheng's hand!
Heart Sword Eight Styles, the style of investigating things, come out!
The way of the heart and sword, the long sword in the sky, shine!
The heart sword first came out, showing its sharpness, and the dazzling and soft white light emitted from the sword, circling hazyly, Gucheng held the sword with one hand, drew an arc from the void, and outlined it as a circle!
Following the movement of Gucheng, suspended in the void above the mid-air, the condensed long sword also turned into reality, hovering in the air, drawing a white circle of light!
A white circle of light stands in the void, like a black hole, cutting out the Yuliang Emperor invincibly, absorbing the endless gun shadows, the gun shadows melted, and dissipated in the air one after another!
"It turns out that there is still energy left, no wonder it is so rampant!"
After a duel of moves, Yu Lianghuang was at a disadvantage, but there was no trace of frustration on his face. Instead, he became more confident!
"I've heard that Ni Shenyang of the elf clan is well-mannered and treats his subordinates extremely friendly, but in my opinion, this kind of heart is almost fed to the dogs!"
As he said that, Emperor Yuliang said something different, but he alluded to Huang Yang Yaoxue. When he came here, he saw Gucheng and Huang Yang Yaoxue living together peacefully, but the environment here is chaotic!
Anyway, it can be seen that the two had a short fight, as for why the truce, he didn't want to know, nor was he interested.
Now, what he is most curious about is that he has fought against the No. [-] master of the elves, Huang Yang Yaoxue, and he is still in the blood-dark barrier.
But the final result is that the isolated city is in a complete state with no injuries, but the internal source is seriously depleted.
"Are you kidding?"
"Still playing house?"
At the same time, Emperor Yuliang became more and more contemptuous of the elves.
"It turns out that I only think that there are two kinds of people who can make a difference in this world. One is called a hero, and the other is called a hero!"
"Just like when the Three Kingdoms were fighting against each other in the Spring and Autumn Period, those two outstanding people were either thick and black and upright, or benevolent and upright!"
"It is only now that I know that there is a third type of person in the world."
The wind and snow were swaying, and after the sky was full of wind and snow, the sound of Gucheng floated out from there, faintly, and reached the ears of Emperor Yuliang!
"What kind of person is the third type?"
Although he knew in his heart that Gucheng's words would inevitably be ridiculed by others, the Yuliang Emperor, who had regarded the two heroes of the past as his lifelong goals since he was a child, still wanted to see what would happen in Gucheng. opinion!
"The third type of person?"
"rat!"
When the wind and snow cleared, the figure behind the snow, dressed in a Confucian robe, had a tall and straight figure, a long sword, and long hair fluttering in the wind, just like that, exposed in the air.
At the same time, there is his faint voice!
(End of this chapter)