"What the hell?"

Wei Yiting held the Yuan Weapon in his hand, and the flesh was slowly squirming in the wound.

When the blood line appeared in Zhao Chuku's sword, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and there was always an ominous premonition lingering in his mind.

What's even more weird is the yuan weapon in the palm of his hand.

Trembling slightly.

It's not the trembling of excitement, it's the kind of jealousy, even the trembling of slight fear.

"Wei Yiting, you just broke through Yuanying, you should break through 500,000 catties, right?"

Holding the withered sword in his hand, Zhao Chu asked lightly.

His voice fell, and his hair was full of long wind, and he was suddenly blown by the wind.

"Hmph, that's right, 500,000 catties of huge force is enough to crush you into powder!"

Wei Yiting's words were colder than ice.

Unconsciously, the wound on his neck healed eighty percent.

"That's good, as long as you completely break through the Yuan Baby, I can also rest assured that I can kill you. ”

"Ling Chi's punishment, a total of nine hundred and eighty-one knives, one less knife, the bitter leaves who died in vain will die without turning a blind eye!"

Then, Zhao Chu exhaled a sigh of relief, and there was a faint sadness in his words.

"Don't be ashamed. ”

"Zhao Chu, what you said is the opposite, I cut you ninety-nine eighty-one knives, you are simply arrogant!"

Wei Yiting's face turned pale with anger.

Bang!

In an instant, the sword light rose again.

This time, Wei Yiting didn't have the slightest carelessness at all, and the shot was a hysterical killing move.

The light of the sword arc obscured the brilliance of the jade, like the only light in the world.

Law!

A sword seals the throat, the law of the sword.

Next to the blade, there are ghosts crying wolf howls everywhere, and the blade can not only penetrate the flesh, but even your soul.

......

"What a terrifying sword intent, although this Wei Yiting has just broken through the Yuan Infant, he already has the qualifications to threaten other Yuan Infants!"

On the side of the Heavenly Gift Sect, the more Lu Xiuming and the others looked at it, the more frightened they became.

"It's not a threat, it's a killing!"

"Wei Yiting's spirit body is the embodiment of the Supreme Sword Dao, and he is the only existence among the Yuan Infants present who can shatter the Yuan Weapon without the Blood Yuan Secret Treasure. ”

"That's right, over time, waiting for Wei Yiting to grow up, he will definitely be the peak powerhouse of the entire Northern Realm, if there is no natural selection, he will become the strongest one. ”

Huang Gongyi and the others are well aware of the terrible nature of smashing the Yuan Weapon.

"Shaozong, is it really going to be okay?"

The more terrifying Wei Yiting was, the more people were worried about Zhao Chu.

Although Zhao Chu was unfathomable, he seemed to be able to block Wei Yiting's sword.

But Yuanying Zhenyuan is strong, his strength is more than 500,000 catties, and after fighting for a long time, Zhao Chu is gradually exhausted, how to resist Wei Yiting.

......

Thundered!

In the eyes of everyone, the second sword that destroyed the world fell again.

The sky collapsed, and the space let out an overwhelmed scream.

And the next breath, the audience was shocked again.

Many people were so stunned that they couldn't even close their mouths.

Airplanes!

Zhao Chu walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, like looking at flowers by the stream, and with his body slightly on one side, he flashed Wei Yiting's fatal sword.

Flashed?

You must know that inside Wei Yiting's sword, there are supreme rules tumbling, and no one can disobey them.

How did he do it.

......

"Kendo is subtle, at a young age, it's really scary!"

Nie Chenxi squeezed his palms fiercely.

He knew in his heart that Zhao Chu's sword path was better than Wei Yiting.

Pity.

You Zhao Chu is a golden pill, and you are strong in terms of true yuan, and you can't shoot as well as Wei Yiting.

......

Shout!

However!

Nie Chenxi's sneer was not over yet, and it was completely frozen into consternation.

Zhao Chu slashed sideways.

The arc of the sword is very slow, slow, and anxious, and even a beginner in kendo can easily dodge it.

But Nawei Yiting was stiff.

In his eyes, that slow sword arc was a huge star that had fallen.

Run?

Where can you run?

In all directions, it has been shrouded by meteorites.

"Ah...... Uh......"

Countless people swallowed their saliva fiercely.

Terrible!

Zhao Chu's slow sword actually cut off Wei Yiting's two eyelids.

Two lines of pitch-black blood flowed down Wei Yiting's cheeks.

"Ling Chi's first punishment, cut off his eyes!"

Zhao Chufeng's indifferent words fell, and it actually covered Wei Yiting's hysterical howl.

"I'm blind, Zhao Chu, you pay me for my eyes!"

"Zhao Chu, you compensate me for my eyes!"

"Ah, why, why...... Why can't I recover the damage on my eye...... Why!"

Wei Yiting's eyes were in severe pain, and it was pitch black in front of him.

He was really scared.

It stands to reason that if there is a elemental weapon, even if the eyes are dug out, they can be restored.

But why, it hasn't recovered for a long time.

"I said, the Yuan Weapon is not omnipotent, you who have just broken through the Yuan Infant are really weak and pitiful!"

Zhao Chu hung his withered sword slightly, as calm as ever.

He is like a cold executioner, who has seen all the sufferings of the common people, and will be indifferent in the face of all suffering.

Shout!

In the next breath, the sound of sword explosions began again.

Zhao Chu's body flickered, and Wei Yiting howled miserably.

On his body, 13 swords were slashed in an instant.

The sword is deep and the bones are visible, the sword and the sword avoid the vital point, the sword and the sword are extremely painful, and the most painful tendon has just been cut.

There are no surprises.

Wei Yiting hysterically urged the Yuan Instrument.

Useless!

The element is completely out of order.

The invincible healing holy weapon, one body and two lives, lost everything like this!

......

"It's weird, why can't Wei Yiting's injuries recover!"

In the sky above the Shenwei Imperial Court, one by one Yuan Babies were dumbfounded, and their hearts were beating fiercely.

"That Zhao Chu did it on purpose, he was deliberately torturing Wei Yiting. ”

"That's right, none of the wounds on Wei Yiting's body are fatal, but they can all cut the most painful tendons, which makes people collapse!"

The two Yuan Babies, who were proficient in punishment, said with cold faces.

"That sword, there's a problem!"

Nie Chenxi's face was also particularly ugly.

Blood Yuan Secret Treasure, he was on top of Zhao Chu's withered sword, and he actually felt the breath of the Blood Yuan Secret Treasure.

"Blood Yuan Secret Treasure, Yuan Infant Plague!"

"The Yuan Qi awakens, the Yuan Qi is catastrophic!"

Awakening!

Awakening!

Awakening!

The blood plague awakens, and that sword will become the sword that awakens the baby.

"Recently, has Lin Dongweasel collected a large amount of Yuan Infant blood!"

Suddenly, Nie Chenxi gritted his teeth and asked without a head.

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanying was stunned.

"Then Zhao Chu disguised himself as Lin Dongweasel, what do you want Yuan Ying's blood for?"

A Yuan Ying asked.

"Refine, awaken the sword, kill all the primordial infants!"

Nie Chenxi said word by word.

"This ...... This, this...... Holy Lord...... Some time ago, Lin Dongweel blackmailed me and asked me to promise him three conditions. ”

"These three conditions are three barrels of Yuan Infant Blood. ”

Sure enough, whatever Nie Chenxi was afraid of, he came.

A primordial infant stepped forward with a cold face.

Who would have thought that Lin Dongweasel would be Zhao Chu of the Heavenly Sent Sect.

"You gave?"

Nie Chenxi asked.

"Here it is, I swore a blood oath!"

The yuan baby had a bitter face, and he didn't say a word.

You still forced me to make this blood oath.

"Forget it, fortunately, the emperor is out of the customs, and everything can be saved!"

Nie Chenxi sighed helplessly and looked into the distance.

The majestic and huge Tianyan Yuan Palace, slowly and leisurely, is finally about to levitate.

Shout!

There was another sharp sword roar.

At this time, Zhao Chu had already slashed 74 swords!

Wei Yiting couldn't stop howling, his blood spurted wildly, looking from a distance, like a bloody man who had been stripped of his skin, so miserable that it was indescribable.

"Brother-in-law, you are my brother-in-law, spare your life!"

"Spare your life, brother-in-law!"

Wei Yiting hurts.

This Ling Chi's suffering was a hundred times more terrible than Lin Dongwee's beating of him at the beginning.

Who knows, he finally broke through the Yuan Baby, but the Yuan Instrument failed inexplicably, and he was scared.

"Brother-in-law, I am imitating you everywhere, trying to surpass you everywhere, you can spare me, I will join the Heavenly Gift Sect now, and I will attack Shenwei with you now!"

In order to survive, Wei Yiting is full of ugliness, like a crazy lost dog.

"Wei Yiting, from the moment you killed the disciples of the Heavenly Gift Sect, your life is gone!"

"When the powerful in the high reaches become slaves, they will be a hundred times more humble than slaves. ”

"When slaves become powerful, they are ten thousand times more cruel than those who once were!"

"This sentence is really vividly reflected in you!"

Zhao Chu sighed.

Wei Yiting is a kind of person, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, people are unrighteous, picking soft persimmons and pinching, after meeting the strong, the first one can kneel, and it is disgusting to live.

Shout!

After the words fell, Zhao Chu slashed out a few more swords, and Wei Yiting had long lost the ability to resist.

"Why!"

"I don't accept it, you are obviously just a golden pill, and the broken sword in your hand is heavier than the Yuan weapon. ”

"Your true yuan, why is it more powerful than the yuan baby, why, why?"

Wei Yiting roared unwillingly.

......

Above the ground!

Qing Xuanyun's palms were full of sweat, and he had been staring at Zhao Chu's every move.

That's right!

Zhao Chu's toughness surprised everyone.

But Qing Xuanyun is not a fool, he is calculating Zhao Chu's true yuan.

So far, you've slashed a total of 27 swords.

27 swords, each sword can seriously injure Wei Yiting dozens of blood marks, which proves that his sword is full strength.

Based on the estimation of the Yuanying powerhouse, with 27 swords in a row, you should also be exhausted.

"Zhao Chu, you are not a Yuan Infant after all, but I look down on you. Based on Yuanying's strength, you don't have the strength to fight anymore!"

"Your so-called strength at the moment is nothing more than a bluff!"

"Kill you, it's now!"

Everyone was stunned to look at the battle in the sky, and Qing Xuanyun gently pushed away the Jindan guards in front of him and walked out of the crowd in one step!

......

"The last sword, you leave your last words!"

Zhao Chu stood in the void, and everyone knew that Wei Yiting's death was already an inevitable end.

The sword that looked like it was about to break was too terrifying.

......

"Holy Lord, what can I do!"

A Yuan Ying said anxiously.

Nie Chenxi had a cold face and did not speak.

And in the depths of his pupils, there was a trace of ...... hidden Expect?

Or maybe it's excitement!

......

"Zhao Chu, you are guilty of a lot of sin, everyone will be punished!"

"You bewitched the people and betrayed Qing Gu, and today I, Qing Xuanyun, have completely beheaded you, the biggest rebel of Qing Gu!"

Seeing that Wei Yiting was about to be killed.

At this moment, above the ground, a terrifying wave of qi rolled and superimposed, rolling layer after layer, and it seemed that there was no end at all.

A hurricane swept out of thin air.

In the middle of the earth.

A black-haired young man, stepping on the void, approached Zhao Chu step by step.

Prince Qinggu, Qingxuanyun.

......

"Qing Xuanyun?"

"Yuan Ying?"

At this moment, the world was shocked again.

Yuan Baby!

There was another Yuan Baby, how could it be.

"Qing Xuanyun!"

In the army of the Heavenly Sect, Qing Xuanle lost his voice.

The other Jin Dan were also dumbfounded.

"Zhao Chu is dangerous!"

Ji Dongyuan shouted at the top of his voice.

"Oops, Zhao Chu was defeated by Wei Yiting, and the true yuan in his body must have been exhausted long ago. ”

"Yuan Infant Wheel War, he is a Jindan realm, what to resist!"

......

"Qing Xuanyun, you dare!"

Above the sky, Li Jiuchuan scolded angrily.

"Zhao Chu's sins, killing the nine clans, can't be washed away, he deserves to die!"

Qing Tianyi raised his head calmly, coldly ignoring the camp of the Heavenly Gift Sect.

More than half of the people in this were once the courtiers of his Qinggu Kingdom.

No one is more angry than him!

......

"Come and save me, come and save me!"

Sensing Qing Xuanyun coming in the distance, Wei Yiting pulled his throat and roared bitterly.

"I'm on execution and don't want to be interrupted!"

Qing Xuanyun behind him was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Chu was holding the withered sword, and he didn't turn his head back.

"You're trying to stall for time!"

"I've calculated carefully, just because you're a primordial infant now, the true yuan in your body can't support 20 swords anymore!"

"Even if you are stronger than me, within 20 swords, you can't kill me!"

Qing Xuanyun slowly sacrificed the Yuan Weapon, and a terrifying killing intent, like the tongue of a hellish demon, tightly wrapped around Zhao Chu's head.

"That's right, kill him!"

"The true yuan in Zhao Chu's body can still cast five swords at most, this is his limit!"

Hearing this, Wei Yiting also roared.

He fought against Zhao Chu and clearly knew Zhao Chu's strength.

"Do you hear that?"

"Zhao Chu, if you are willing to tie your hands and arrest it, turn back to the shore, Qinggu Kingdom is still your home!"

Qing Xuanyun smiled coldly.

Shout!

What answered him was a terrifying sword.

"You can't kill me at all...... What the...... What kind of kendo is this......"

Qing Xuanyun sneered, and was about to resist this sword casually.

But in the next breath, in front of his eyes, a boundless mottled star appeared, which was slowly falling towards him.

This star seems to be familiar.

It seems to be Zhao Chu's sword.

Obstruct?

How can a person fight the sky!

Escape?

The world is big, what do you take to escape?

Qing Xuanyun had countless supernatural powers tumbling in his mind, but in the face of that star-like killing move, it turned out to be as sluggish as swamp silt.

"Qing Xuanyun, your arithmetic is good. ”

"It's a pity that you're not interested in kendo...... Nothing is known!"

A sword shatters!

A sword to break people's crimes!

Qing Xuanyun symbolically pointed out a sword, but his Yuan weapon, under Zhao Chu's withered sword, shattered layer by layer, and it turned out to be scattered with the wind.

Subsequently!

Zhao Chu's sword was devastating, directly penetrating Qing Xuanyun's neck.

The door is shattered.

Yuan Qi San.

The clouds were shrouded in the clouds of death.

"I'm killing a court, in fact, one sword is enough, I'm just Ling Chi. ”

"This is Lin Hongyan's Yuan Weapon, you are not qualified to hold it at all. ”

Qing Xuanyun didn't blink an eye.

Who would have thought that just after breaking through Yuanying, this was the first battle, and he was actually killed by a sword piercing his neck.

I'm a wheel war, pick up cheap.

"It turns out that the reason why he didn't kill Wei Yiting for a long time was just to Ling Chi and torture the latter!"

"It's sad, I'm still judging Zhao Chu with ordinary people's thinking!"

Chewing on the world's most unwilling grief and indignation, Qing Xuanyun stopped his heartbeat.

"You should die too!"

The blade shook slightly.

Wei Yiting followed in the footsteps of Qing Xuanyun.

"You have all just broken through the Yuan Infant, and your realm is not stable at all. If you don't have a Yuan Weapon, how much stronger can you be than Jin Dan?"

Zhao Chu shook his head slightly.

If this battle is against the veteran Yuanying, he may be more difficult.