Chapter 2130: Uncle and nephew showdown

[Title: Magic Arrow chapter one hundred thirty two thousandth nephew of battle: the moon] night

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Highly recommended: Shen Gongbao inherited the Primordial God King Wulian Peak, the Gate of the Five Elements, the Gate of the Profound Realm, Choosing the Heavens, the Emperor of the Night, Nilin, the Great Ruler of the Holy Market, the Snow Eagle Lord, Yi Nian Eternal, used seven consecutive teleports, and Bai Li has already set foot on the land of the Apocalypse Dynasty , But Baili didn't stop in Qingzhou, but went all the way to the direction of Shendu.

Shendu, at this time the horn of war had been sounded, the divine light of the statue was finally destroyed on the third day, and the wild army smashed into the Shendu like a mad dog. At this time, all the alleys of the Shendu were battlefields.

The warriors of the Apocalypse Dynasty and the wild warriors meet here, and the battle between the two sides is endless.

Almost all the powerhouses of the Apocalypse Dynasty gathered in Shendu, because everyone knows that this battle will determine the fate of the entire Apocalypse Dynasty. Once they all die in the battle, it will also declare the destruction of the Apocalypse Dynasty.

In the face of the endless wilderness, the Apocalypse Dynasty still reluctantly resisted the attack, because Yi Lingyun, the strongest force in the wilderness, did not appear on the battlefield this time.

And without Yi Lingyun, the Sword Saint Yukong couldn't be commanded by Yin Yueming.

At this moment, Yin Yueming led the wild army all the way into the Divine Capital. He had completely killed his eyes. He had forgotten that this city was once his home, and he was once the prince here.

At this moment he is a destroyer, he personally destroyed the kingdom he swore to be loyal to life forever!

"Kill!" With every flash of the knife in Yin Yueming's hand, countless warriors of the Apocalypse Dynasty were beheaded, and the blood had already stained every inch of Yin Yueming's body.

His clothes can no longer see the original color, because the blood has dyed it red, his hair is all stuck together, and the blood has dyed the original hair red!

Red blood was constantly flowing down the blade of the knife in his hand, all of which belonged to the people of his country.

"Uncle Wang..." In the midst of Yin Yueming's endless killings, a voice made him stop. Yin Lingyu, who had changed into Emperor Tianqi's robe, stood opposite Yin Yueming. The Yin Lingyu holding a long sword and his father almost made Yin Yueming mistakenly think this was Yin Yebai when he was a child.

"Brother Wang...you teach me how to sword..."

"Brother Wang...Is the wild side fun?"

"Brother Wang... next time you secretly take me to the Wilderness, OK..."

"Brother Wang... is your princess beautiful?"

The former Yin Yebai, that is, Yin Lingyu’s father pulled his robe and asked himself that stupid question again and again, and every time he took the trouble to hold that little fat man and tell him all kinds of novels. thing.

Yin Yueming felt that she had a sense of chaos in time and space, and she seemed to have gone back to the past in an instant, back to the Apocalypse Dynasty that had no hatred, and back to the days when she was still a prince.

"Uncle Emperor...Is this what you want? Father Emperor told me that you used to swear to defend this country with your life, but why did you..." Yin Lingyu said that she couldn't help but shed tears. The emperor's uncle Yin Yueming, Yin Lingyu's memories of this emperor's uncle since childhood are the most perfect.

In Yin Lingyu's eyes, the emperor's uncle was the best person in the world, even better than his stern father.

He is so infatuated, he is so powerful, he guards the entire country, and even Yin Lingyu once secretly thought, if the emperor was Emperor Tianqi, it would be great! In that way, the country may be more prosperous and powerful, and the father does not need to work on official duties every day, so he can spend more time with himself and his mother.

Children are always selfish, but there is no doubt that Yin Yueming loved Yin Lingyu very much when he was a child, and even felt like he was selfish. When he was a child, Yin Lingyu also liked to go to Taiping Palace, his biggest hobby at that time Just lying on the bed of the emperor uncle, and then making the emperor uncle tell him the story of the wild past...

But today, in this dilapidated **** city, the pair of uncles and nephews drew their swords at each other, but one of them still remembers the promise of protecting this dilapidated territory with his own life, but the other has long forgotten the vow. .

Yin Yueming didn't answer Yin Lingyu. Facing Yin Lingyu, if he wanted to kill Yin Lingyu, it was very simple. His cultivation was enough to allow him to kill his nephew in a very short time, but this moment Yin Yueming realized that he was not really cold and ruthless, facing his nephew, facing this dilapidated capital city, he suddenly felt a dream back to the past.

"Emperor father... Why do we live in the imperial city, how lively it is outside..." Yin Yueming still remembers the first time he was hugged by the emperor father and walked out of the imperial city. The gods at that time were like that. The excitement, such a bustling, I was dazzled by the people on the street.

But at this moment in the memory, it is not the prosperous God Capital that Yin Yueming can't let go of most, but the loving face of the father, but why... why is she just an adopted son?

"Uncle Emperor...You have never regarded yourself as a member of the Yin Family, right? But the father told me that no matter what, the Yin Family has never regarded you as an adopted son. You will always be his elder brother and I respect. The emperor..."

Yin Lingyu said at this time tears could not help but began to fall, he pointed his finger at the almost destroyed gods around him: "Uncle Emperor...Is this what you want? This is not just my home~www. novelhall.com~ is also your home... Do you want to destroy your own home by yourself?"

"Stop talking! Stop talking! Draw your sword!" Yin Yueming was like a mad beast at this time. He was not afraid of terrifying enemies. No matter how cruel enemies he faced, Yin Yueming dared to draw a sword. , But only in the face of Yin Lingyu and his beloved nephew, he found that his heart that once felt as solid as a rock had begun to loosen.

Yin Lingyu pulled out the dragon sword in his hand and looked at the uncle opposite, his heart was extremely painful, but at this moment he still shot!

With sword light like a dragon, Yin Lingyu did not choose to retreat, even if he knew that he was not the opponent of the emperor's uncle, he still chose to take action at this moment, because he was protecting his country and his people!

He is the new Emperor of Apocalypse, and may also be the most miserable Emperor of Apocalypse in the history of the Apocalypse Dynasty. He hastily succeeded to the throne when the country was almost destroyed, and what he faced after he succeeded was an unparalleled disaster.

The cities were conquered, and the people were killed. The whole world was questioning whether he was worthy of the four words of Emperor Tianqi. Yin Lingyu never answered, but at this moment he chose to answer with his own hands. The sword will answer that the entire **** is the entire Apocalypse dynasty, and your king will fight alongside you at any time, even if he is dead!

The sword light forwards, which represents one of Yin Lingyu's indomitable progress! He knew that facing Huang Shu Yin Yueming, he was not an opponent at all, but he still shot! But when Yin Lingyu felt that she would be slashed by the sword in the hands of the emperor's uncle next, the dragon sword in her hand pierced Yin Yueming's chest in an instant, and Yin Yueming held it from beginning to end. Holding his sword, but facing this sword, he has 10,000 ways to swing away the sword of Yin Lingyu, but he chose to pick it up with his chest...