Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1345
"Son of the Celestial Clan, return my son's life!"

Although the leader of the mermaid tribe said that he had many heirs, it is understandable that he died, but it was his most valued heir who died.

It was unbearable for him.

Holding the Zanpakudao in his hand, like the reincarnated God of War, he kept beheading the soldiers of the Celestial Clan who guarded Yang Cong and attacked Yang Cong.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?"

Yang Cong, the prince of the Celestial Clan, has his pride and cannot be trampled by such a small mermaid.

As if sensing Yang Cong's overwhelming fighting spirit and anger, the Emperor Huangquan sword flashed in his hand, instantly turning several merman clansmen into blood mist.

"This is."

Looking at the Huangquan Emperor Sword in his hand, for some reason, Yang Cong felt his body was stronger than ever before, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

But before Yang Cong came back to his senses, his head suddenly hurt.

"Ah damn"

Yang Cong covered his head with one hand, and held the Emperor Huangquan sword in the other, his face looked a little ferocious.

Not far away, Lian Song and Diefeng saw Yang Cong like this, so they hurried to this side.

"Everyone, protect His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The soldiers of the Celestial Clan around them all stood in front of Yang Cong like dead men going to die.

"Yang Cong, are you okay?" Lian Song hurried forward to support Yang Cong.

"I'm fine"

Yang Cong's eyes flashed, and his momentum changed.

Lian Song, who was watching this scene, was dumbfounded, because he seemed to feel that the familiar Yang Cong in front of him seemed to be a different person.

The Huangquan Emperor sword in Yang Cong's hand seeped a trace of blood mist around Yang Cong's arm, as if it was connected with it.

Holding the Huangquan Emperor sword in his hand, Yang Cong's face was surprisingly cold, and he looked indifferently at the leader of the Merman clan who was beheading the soldiers of the Celestial Clan not far away.

"13 years, I'm back."

Lian Song on the side was puzzled when he heard this.

But Yang Cong didn't seem to be ready to explain what he said, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

"Yang Cong!" Lian Song wanted to shout, but what happened in the next scene shocked him.

I saw the leader of the mermaid tribe who seemed to be reborn as the god of war suddenly trembled, and was kicked dozens of miles away in an instant.

"How is this possible!" Lian Song looked at Yang Cong's figure that seemed to stand tall in the sky with a shocked expression.

Previously, Yang Cong was inextricably fighting with the leader of the merman tribe, but now he kicked the leader of the merman tribe dozens of miles away in less than one round.

This scene not only stunned Lian Song, but Diefeng not far away was also dumbfounded.

"What a child of the Celestial Clan." The leader of the Mermaid Clan reached out to touch the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gleamed fiercely.

"Three thousand emperor swords cut dusk! Sword out!"

Yang Cong's face was indifferent, and the Huangquan Emperor Sword flew out of his hand, hanging high above everyone's heads.

Under everyone's incomprehensible eyes, the Emperor Huangquan sword turned into two identical swords, but it didn't stop.

One life two, two life four
In an instant, one Huangquan Emperor sword turned into three thousand identical Huangquan Emperor swords.

"This"

Feeling the monstrous evil spirit on each sword, every warrior of the Merman tribe fell to their knees as if they saw a natural enemy.

Yang Cong walked step by step, stepping on the void, and came to the leader of the mermaid tribe.

"The strength is no more than a mere God, so I will take a child from the Celestial Clan. I will let you see today. The strength you rely on is not worth mentioning in front of me."

"Sword! Out!"

As soon as Yang Cong's words fell, the three thousand Huangquan Emperor swords hanging in the air beside him flew out instantly.

"whoosh"

A pair of Huangquan Emperor swords made a perfect picture scroll in the sky.

And in the center of this picture scroll, the leader of the mermaid tribe is imprisoned in the void and cannot move, experiencing the feeling of thousands of swords piercing through the heart again and again.

"how can that be"

Lian Song below looked at this scene with a face of shock, the disbelief on his face was undisguised.

Although the leader of the merman tribe is quite strong, he is not too strong, let alone Yang Cong, as long as he exerts all his strength, he can also kill the leader of the merman tribe.

But even beheading will take a lot of effort.

He didn't expect Yang Cong to imprison the leader of the mermaid clan with a snap of his fingers, making him unable to survive or die.

"Is this still the Yang Cong I knew before?"

At this time, Lian Song suddenly had such a question in his mind.

From the moment Yang Cong's momentum changed, he realized that the Yang Cong in front of him was so strange, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiarity is Yang Cong in Yang Cong. He has watched him grow up since he was a child, but strangeness is in his eyes.

Compared with the current him, the previous one can only be regarded as immature as a child.

"Kill me kill me!"

The leader of the mermaid tribe was pierced through the chest by three thousand Huangquan Emperor swords, and his heart was being twisted by the sword every second.

"as you wish."

With a thought in Yang Cong's mind, the three thousand Huangquan Emperor swords turned into a large formation, and the leader of the mermaid clan turned into a cloud of blood mist in the blink of an eye, and was absorbed by the Huangquan Emperor sword.

Immediately afterwards, the three thousand Huangquan Emperor Swords, combined into one, returned to Yang Cong's hands.

"Long time no see." Yang Cong looked at the Emperor Huangquan sword in front of him with a slightly raised mouth.

Yang Cong was stunned by this scene, the people of the Celestial Clan below them.

And just when they were in a daze, a blood-colored flower suddenly bloomed, followed by a girl in strange clothes emerged from the blood-colored flower.

"Long time no see." The girl looked at the familiar man in front of her, her expression was touched, but her face was still so cold.

"You go back first, and I'll talk about it after I've dealt with it." Yang Cong waved his hand, and the girl turned into a blood mist and was absorbed by the Huangquan Emperor Sword.

Putting away the Emperor Huangquan sword, Yang Cong looked at the kneeling merman below with a calm expression.

"Mermen, all those who participate in the rebellion will be killed without mercy."

When Yang Cong said this, he was surprisingly cold, mixed with infinite killing intent.

This made every soldier of the Celestial Clan or the Merman Clan tremble all over.

The eyes of every Sharman warrior were full of unwillingness and anger.

"Yang Cong, are you going too far by doing this?" Lian Song was a little worried. Although Yang Cong said that all those who participated in the rebellion would be killed without mercy, after all, they are a group of people. But the leader of the mermaid clan rebelled with the strength of the whole clan.

I'm afraid that the only ones who didn't participate were the old, weak, sick and disabled of the mermaid race.

In this way, if all of them were killed, the mermaid race would be extinct in name only.

"Those who offend our Celestial Clan will be punished even though they are far away. Since we plan to raise an army to revolt against the Celestial Clan, we must take the opportunity to be wiped out by the Celestial Clan." Yang Cong said calmly: "If you think about it, my second uncle, our Celestial Clan You wouldn’t be so merciful if it fell into the hands of their shark race.”

(End of this chapter)