A sword skill shocked the four, and it was surprising that Yan Wuxi actually broke out in a desperate situation, and the sword soul entered the body and took the last step, of course, Yan Wuxi also paid the price, and the whole sword was glowing with blood and a silky sweet breath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"He forced the sword soul to enter the body, which is equivalent to stuffing a knife into the body, and he is fighting for his life, and he will fall!"

"Ruthless enough!" Although the sword turned by Yan Wuxi was only three feet, it was indestructible, colliding with the Wuhuan Soldier River, completely advancing with a devastating momentum, and in the blink of an eye, the Binghe River was shattered, and most of Wuhuan was forced out under the heavy knife pressure, directly exposed to Yan Wuxi's sword.

"Not good!" Facing the true emperor-level sword is terrifying to think about, the sword has already shrouded Wu Huan's whole body before the knife is pressed, and countless sparks splashed on the real self armor under a tearing edge, if this armor is not tough enough, it would have been split by Yan Wuxi's sword.

"Hundred battles, the same tone!" Almost in an instant, God's vision reappeared, Yan Wuxi's knife was simply as dazzling as a sun with a flickering halo of colorful light, if it weren't for the absolute rationality to suppress the instinct, Wuhuan would have run away.

"Threat, this knife has too few flaws, and it's too risky for the current realm!" Bai Zhan judged.

"If there is a flaw, it's fine!" Wu Huan "saw" the seven-colored halo flowing above the sword, and the blink of his eyes flowed dozens of times, such a flaw really couldn't be grasped at all in Wu Huan's current state.

"Hard, indestructible, Golden Bell Jar!" Wu Huan let out a low roar, and his real Golden Bell Jar Realm spread three feet into his body, and his arms within the armor began to glow with metallic luster.

"The true self armor and the intent of the domain protector run through the whole body, I don't believe that your sword can break through. Wuhuan roared and pounced directly, and his hands poked out under the horrified gaze of everyone.

Cracking sound......

Above the realm of the golden bell jar, sparks splashed and thundered, and Wu Huan pressed forward with the knife, and his hands were fiercely closed, and he took the initiative to enter the white blade empty-handed.

Bang!

With a bang, the Golden Bell Jar realm directly shattered and opened a big hole.

Click!

A crack appeared on the armor of the true self, and this was only the beginning, with a dense cracking sound like fried beans, Wuhuan both arms of the armor all cracked, revealing the metallic arms underneath, and the fragments of the armor were blown away by the great force and submerged into the earth, the manor, and the mountains in the distance.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

The continuous explosion did not stop, most of the manor was beaten into a sieve, not to mention the whole square, at this time it was simply rain hitting, sand pits, a large area of potholes, the distant mountains roared, rolling boulders fell, and there were countless large holes in the mountains.

"Damn!" Wu Huan's arm seemed to be stretched into the furnace at this time, and the scorching flames were mixed with the fierce sword rays that broke into the body, and as time passed, the entire pair of arms and armor shattered to the extreme, although this true self armor was extraordinary, it couldn't change this was only the level of the peak of the green level, and it was still inferior to the sword of the true emperor level.

"If this guy doesn't let go, his hands will break!" Huo Lingqi and the others exclaimed, Wu Huan is too hard.

"I can't help myself!" Chi Biao sneered angrily, the true emperor-level sword soul was not something that the pseudo-emperor could resist.

"See!" After enduring the pain of a thousand cuts, Wuhuan finally waited for the time he wanted, with his current realm, it was impossible to take this knife without injury, so let himself exchange the minimum price for the greatest result.

It's funny.,In the past few years, a group of true emperors such as Chopping Dao Wuhuan and others have not learned to be beaten.,In the mind of the soldier, "hard" is what he's best at and the most proud move.,Once hard to block the chopping road with a punch and not defeated, it can be seen that the fire is deep.,So Wu Huan moved.,Fight the threat of being split to face this knife.,Now the opportunity has come.。

"Break it for me!" In a roar, Wu Huan's left hand directly held the knife, and suddenly the entire left arm armor was completely shattered, and countless blood arrows rushed out from his left arm, and Wu Huan's right arm instantly raised and fell, and his left hand pushed in the direction of his right arm.

While!

Click......

The crisp popping sound was mixed with a "click" sound, and the whole knife was as if it was being held in Wuhuan's arms, and the knife was bent at an angle visible to the naked eye.

Click......

The sound of dislocation and distortion completely overshadowed the thunderous explosion at this time, and Wu Huan's arms were intertwined, and the entire tip of the knife let out an overwhelming wail.

"He... He... Break the sword soul alive?" The group of pseudo-emperors who cultivated the sword soul looked at Wu Huan like a ghost, although the sword soul was not as sharp as the sword soul, but it was not far behind, Wu Huan could break the true emperor's sword soul alive, then his own sword soul must not be much stronger than a tree branch.

Bang!

In a crisp sound, the hearts of countless people also sank, and today they saw the birth of a legend, a pseudo-emperor who broke the sword soul of the true emperor.

The broken tip of the knife shattered like cracked porcelain, and the remaining knife body was directly hit out by Wuhuan's huge force and rotated in mid-air, and as the blade disintegrated, Yan Wuxi appeared in front of everyone's eyes again, but at this time, Yan Wuxi was very bad, it can be said that it was simply cut by a thousand knives, and the sword soul was devoured.

"Ah.......h

"Wu Huan can be regarded as saving Yan Wuxi's life!" Yan Wuxi was very miserable, but those pseudo-emperors who practiced knives said that Wu Huan saved Yan Wuxi.

"Damn, I made a mistake!" Wu Huan, who was covered with blood marks on his arms, scolded himself while drugged himself, if Wu Huan survived Yan Wuxi's knife, maybe Yan Wuxi would be forced to enter the body and would not escape the fate of the backlash, if nothing else, he would be chopped to pieces by the sword soul, but now it is good that Wuhuan broke off the strongest tip of the sword soul, making the sword soul unprecedentedly weak, I didn't see that now the sword soul is fighting back, and Yan Wuxi is becoming more and more in control of the situation as time goes by, and the sword soul is weakened a lot when it is recondensed outside the body.

"Heaven is endless, Wu Huan, we are not finished!" When an illusory sword soul appeared beside him, Yan Wuxi, who had recovered his breath, looked at Wu Huan with a sly smile, even God was helping him die!

"Believe it or not, I'll send you back to the West directly!"

"Hahaha, you don't have a chance, can you still move your hands now!" Yan Wuxi has no fear, it is true that Wuhuan's hands are hanging on his body like noodles and he can't use any strength at all.

"I can kill you without my hands!" A handle of qi soldiers emerged, and killing people doesn't have to be done with their hands.

"Wu Huan, don't you exist when we are!" With an angry shout, Du Ce and his party gathered around Yan Wuxi at this time, just as Yan Wuxi said that Wu Huan had no chance.

"If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time!" Wu Huan snorted coldly.

"Then you have to hurry, thanks to the shattered sword soul you gave me, I will set foot in the True Emperor soon!" Yan Wuxi sneered with a proud face, and the people of the Heavenly Spirit Sect around him couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this, one more True Emperor The Heavenly Spirit Sect in the Spirit Wind Army will control the initiative.

"Oh, yes!" At this moment, a faint but smiling voice suddenly sounded in Yan Wuxi's ears.

I don't know why Yan Wuxi felt that the space around him was spinning, and the whole person suddenly became lighter, as if he had lost all his weight: "Why is this figure so familiar?" A back and a headless back are eternal, suddenly, Yan Wuxi felt that he was so tired and wanted to sleep, and his vision was gradually shrouded in darkness, and everything returned to nothingness.

"Ahh Senior Brother Wuxi!" Things were developing too fast, and when Du Ce and the others came back to their senses, Yan Wuxi's head had already flew, blood was sprinkled all around, and Du Ce and the others were drenched in the face.

A figure emerged from the void and grabbed Yan Wuxi's head with one hand, and disappeared into the void again with a long laugh, and all this was completed in a flash of light.

"This ......" Everyone intuitively felt that something was wrong, Yan Wuxi died, and was directly beheaded by a group of Heavenly Spirit Sect masters, and the murderer was the Infernal Yege who was fighting endlessly with Yi Jingyun.

"Poof!" Chi Biao angrily took a mouthful of blood and suddenly burst out, and the injuries that he had been so hard to suppress finally couldn't hold on and erupted.

"I hate it!" Yan Wuxi, the peak master of the pseudo-emperor, who will set foot in the true emperor's door soon, was beheaded in front of his eyes, and all the good things were shattered, and Chi Biao was angry with that hatred!

"Tut-tut, don't pretend to be forced to be struck by lightning, the retribution is really fast!" Wu Huan sneered, ignoring the cannibalistic gaze of Du Ce and the others, and fell directly back into the team.

"Yi Jingyun, you ......" Chi Biao turned his gaze to the sky angrily, and at this time everyone remembered that Yi Jingyun was not fighting against Ye Ge, how could Ye Ge run back and behead Yan Wuxi, but there was no movement.

At this time, everyone turned their eyes to the sky so that they were scared to death, and the whole venue was suddenly quiet.

"How is this possible!"

"Is Yi Jingyun poisoned?"

"Is that Infernal really a puppet emperor?"

With the exclamation of the Dao, Yi Jingyun slowly fell, and saw that Yi Jingyun's whole person kept a strange state of turning around and palming, but what was going on with the pitch-black right palm, the black lines spread all over the body like a small snake along the arm, and the muscles and veins on the face were all pitch black as if they were swimming with the heartbeat.

Anger, everyone saw anger in Yi Jingyun's eyes, and the slightest momentum leaked out of Yi Jingyun's body, obviously he didn't know how to temporarily seal Yi Jingyun.

"This guy really has the combat power to slaughter the True Emperor!" "It's not easy to win, but it's even more difficult to seal a True Emperor, and Ye Ge obviously did it, this mysterious guy in the name of Infernal revealed the tip of his iceberg to everyone.

"Why does he have to kill Yan Wuxi?" may be overlooked by some people, but those who are relatively familiar with Yege will have this question, he will not do unnecessary things.

In a dense forest, hundreds of miles away from the valley where everyone gathered, a figure emerged from the void, and there were people waiting here early in the morning.

"I hope what you said is really that good!" Ye Ge threw Yan Wuxi's head out with his hand, and a strong arm caught it and put it away directly, and after nodding at Ye Ge, Meng Qi turned around and left, without saying a word in the whole process.