At the same time, in her mouth, a shallow chant came out.

"Chrysanthemums are broken, and the ground is full of wounded ......"

That woman, if it's not a chrysanthemum woman, who can she be?

"Hua Zizi, you are really here!" Yang Tian smiled bitterly, before this, he had more or less some expectations in his heart, expecting Hua Zizi not to come.

After all, as early as many years ago, Hua Zizi restored Emperor Wu's cultivation, and now that so many years have passed, Hua Zizi's cultivation still doesn't know what kind of realm it has recovered.

"Hmm, you actually know my name......" Hua Zizi's eyes shrank, and she stepped on chrysanthemums under her feet.

At the same time, the low chant in her mouth stopped, and in a pair of beautiful eyes, the chrysanthemums in them rotated, making people dizzy.

"Your cultivation?" Yang Tian said bitterly, in Hua Zizi's body, he couldn't sense the specific cultivation at all.

It's as if Huazi is an abyss, and you can't see the bottom of the abyss at all.

It's as if Huazi is a big mountain, and you can't see the height of the mountain at all.

It's as if the flowers are a piece of the sea, and you can't see the sea at all.

"Half-Saint ......"

The word "half-saint", spit out from Hua Zizi's mouth, seems to be very understatement, as if it is not worth mentioning.

But when it fell on Yang Tian's ears, it was tantamount to thunder.

"Half-saint?" Yang Tian was even more bitter in his heart, and looked up at the sky, the first knife of Heavenly Providence was already about to condense and form, and after it was condensed, it would be cut down.

"In less than twenty years, you have reached the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, your qualifications are rare, I can give you a chance to become my slave, I can spare your life!" Hua Zizi stood in the distance, the aura of the demi-saint on his body suddenly emanated, and he crushed towards Yang Tian.

On the firmament, there was already a providence coming, and now there was a half-saint aura crushing over, even if Yang Tian's mind was very firm, he couldn't help but almost stumble and fell directly to the ground.

A half-saint, that is a real half-saint, just one foot away from stepping into the existence of a martial saint.

However, at this moment, Yang Tian smiled and said, "The three swords of Heaven's will have never descended, do you dare to attack me?"

Hua Zizi's smile suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but glance at Yang Tian more, and said, "It seems that you know quite a lot!"

At this time, the wind and clouds were rolling in the sky, and there was a faint will to lock the flowers freely.

Hua Zizai frowned, and couldn't help but retreat, and she didn't stop until a thousand feet later.

In the distance, the voice of the flower came freely: "Even if you cut off the chrysanthemum in your body with three swords of heaven's will, I can plant another flower soul in your body, why do you bother?"

Yang Tian ignored it, and directly transmitted the message to Xiao Ai in the distance, telling Xiao Ai to recuperate well and not interfere.

Then, Yang Tian sat down cross-legged, looking as if he was cultivating.

In fact, it was Yang Tian's divine consciousness that radiated to communicate with the heavenly will in the sky.

To break through to Emperor Wu, Xiu Wei had to communicate with Heaven's will with his own will, and then let Heaven's will cut off some of his shackles with three swords.

For example, the will in his own bloodline, this is the first shackle that many warriors must cut off.

There are also some martial artists, in order to concentrate on cultivation, they will also cut off all their emotions, commonly known as Taishang forgetfulness.

Even, there are martial artists who will use the three swords of providence to cut off all their past, and all kinds of pasts, like dream bubbles, have nothing to do with themselves.

And so on, the shackles that have been cut off, and the list goes on.

Rumble!

On the firmament, the first path of providence has been condensed and formed.

"The first knife of heaven's will, cut off the chrysanthemum in my body!" Yang Tian's eyes widened, and he roared up to the sky.

"Slash!"

A thunderclap suddenly exploded, and a voice like heavenly power resounded directly in Yang Tian's mind.

Even Xiao Ai in the distance, as well as Hua Zizi, turned pale in this voice.

As the sound of heavenly power fell, the first sword of heaven's will on the sky was slashed down.

This knife fell directly on Yang Tian's body, but this knife did not cut Yang Tian's body, but the chrysanthemum in his body.

The first knife of Providence directly submerged into Yang Tian's body, came to the dantian, and then landed on the withered chrysanthemum at the dantian.

This chrysanthemum trembled slightly, and it disappeared directly.

In the distance, Hua Zizi's face turned pale, obviously, with the chrysanthemum in Yang Tian's body being cut off, there was also a lot of damage to her.

It's a pity that the three swords of Providence came, even if it was her, she didn't dare to make a move on Yang Tian.

At the moment when the chrysanthemum in his body was cut off, Yang Tian suddenly felt that his whole body was much more relaxed.

It seems that someone has always been watching him before this, and now, that peeping gaze ...... Gone.

Yang Tian knew that from now on, the flower would no longer be able to find its own place.

However, after the three swords of Providence came, Yang Tian's cultivation also broke through to Emperor Wu.

Even if he arrived at Emperor Wu, he couldn't escape the clutches of Hua Zizai.

"We still need to think of a way to ......"

Yang Tian secretly said in his heart, looking up at the sky, the first sword of heaven's will was slashed, and the power on the sky seemed to have consumed too much, and right now, it was still condensing.

In particular, this is the Nantian Continent, and the aura of heaven and earth is very thin, and it will take a certain amount of time to condense the second sword of heaven's will.

"The first knife, I cut off the chrysanthemum in the body, so, what should I cut off with the second knife?"

Yang Tian thought about it, there are three knives of heaven's will, each knife is very important, it can be said that every time you cut a knife, your own strength will improve a lot.

"Cut off my own emotions? No, how can I, Yang Tian, be a ruthless person? I don't want to cultivate that too forgetful!"

"Cut off the will in my own bloodline?No, as early as when I inherited the bloodline of the Red Flame Divine Dragon, the bloodline in my body was already all my will!"

"Or do you want to cut off your own past? That's even more impossible, cut off your own past, what's the difference between that and turning into a divine beast? I was at that time, but I am still the current me?"

Yang Tian was very hesitant in his heart, he thought too much of his own shackles, but these shackles were all things he couldn't give up.

Feelings, past, memories, etc., that's his life!

Suddenly, Yang Tian's eyes lit up, since there is nothing to kill, why don't I cut out a clone?

"There are three forces in my body, the power of the True Yuan, the power of the Heavenly Gods, and now the power of the Taiyin. ”

"Of the three forces, the power of the etheric yin is the strongest, the power of the heavenly gods is the second, and the power of the true yuan is the weakest......"

"The three forces seem to be fused together, which is very powerful, but it also makes the power too mixed and imperfect......"

"Wouldn't it be perfect if you used the remaining Heavenly Providence Knife to directly cut out two clones?"

Thinking of this, Yang Tian's divine consciousness suddenly burst out and began to communicate with the providence of heaven in the sky.

As for whether it is really possible to cut out the clone, Yang Tian is not sure, and he still needs to communicate to know.

(End of chapter)