The cold light was as fast as a meteor, heading straight for Wei Zhongxian's left hand.

Because in his left hand, he holds a shining seal.

Sou!

The awe-inspiring cold light of the sword intent came to Wei Zhongxian in the blink of an eye and stabbed straight into his right hand.

And it was because of this sword that Wei Zhongxian, who was already crazy, had to withdraw the Heavenly Fury Sword that was slashed towards Jiang Yuyan and swept away the cold mang.

Wei Zhongxian, who resisted the sudden sword, slowly turned his head to look at Zhao Yu...... Or rather, he looked at the white-clothed swordsman behind Zhao Yu.

The sword that stopped Wei Zhongxian was none other than Ximen Blowing Snow.

Originally, it was difficult for ordinary divine weapons to hurt Wei Zhongxian, who was now full of luck.

But he was already crazy, but he could clearly perceive that the sword intent contained in this sword was enough to temporarily cut off the luck flowing between him and the heirloom jade seal!

As long as the luck circulating between the Jade Seal of the Inheritance Kingdom and him was broken, he would immediately be consumed by the blood qi emanating from the Heavenly Fury Sword.

And this is the reason why he temporarily withdrew his sword and blocked back!

"Dead !!"

Zhao Yu, who was already red-eyed, went straight to Wei Zhongxian.

The golden light flashed all around, the inscriptions flew up and down, and a golden bell like a substance enveloped it in an instant.

"Huh?"

Looking at Zhao Yu, who was also crazy, Ximen Fuxue behind him frowned slightly.

The reason is very simple, he clearly perceives that Zhao Yu's golden bell jar, which has reached its peak, has faintly signs of breaking the realm!

But this magic skill originated from the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and the legend has it that the peak of the golden bell jar is only thirteen levels, and the Bodhidharma Patriarch also reached this heavy realm.

But now, Zhao Yu is actually blue, and the golden bell jar has faint signs of breaking the realm.

This kind of latecomer surpassing the source is not unheard of in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that there are two prerequisites for this kind of thing.

First, the talent of the latecomer must be much higher than that of the person who created the exercises, and then the exercises can be taken to the next level.

The second is time!

Even if the exercises are shallow, those who want to surpass the creation exercises need a lot of time to deduce.

And the guy in front of him who has reached the pinnacle of the golden bell jar is only twenty-four or five years old.

Even if he has climbed the golden bell jar to the peak since his mother's womb, it is absolutely impossible to push such a miracle as the golden bell jar to another level in more than 20 years.

Besides......

Who is Patriarch Bodhidharma?

Could it be that the guy in front of him is even more demonic in martial arts than Patriarch Bodhidharma?

What a joke!?

……

Ximen Fuxue summoned with one hand, and the sword flashed a streamer, and the sword returned to its sheath.

It was like the condensation of the golden bell of substance, and when Zhao Yu swept to Wei Zhongxian's side, the golden bell actually strangely melted into Zhao Yu's body.

Rumble!

Zhao Yu raised his hand and punched straight towards Wei Zhongxian's face, and the strong wind brought by his fist shook Wei Zhongxian's white hair and flew backwards.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Facing the terrifying fist, Wei Zhongxian didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting, just looked at the fist that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him with a sneer.

Thundered!!

Just when Zhao Yu's fist was about to fall on Wei Zhongxian's old face, a heavenly thunder suddenly fell from the sky, heading straight for Zhao Yu.

"Luck, God bless the true dragon......"

Wei Zhongxian raised his head, looked at the gradually low black clouds, and roared madly: "I am the true Son of Heaven!! ”

With that, the Heavenly Fury Sword in his right hand slammed upwards and came straight to Zhao Yu's neck.

And Zhao Yu, who was already red-eyed, didn't dare to ignore this sword, and his hands reached out, instantly clasping Wei Zhongxian's shoulder blades.

"Fuck your uncle's true destiny!"

With a thought in his mind, Zhao Yu went straight to Wei Zhongxian's next three roads.

Flirting with legs......

This is Zhao Yu's most unreasonable stunt!

Even with the current Wei Zhongxian, he can't escape the power of the rules at all.

A feeling of swelling and pain spread throughout Wei Zhongxian's body, and then a trace of paralysis flashed through his body.

Looking at the kick that hit Wei Zhongxian, not to mention Wei Zhongxian, even Ximen Fuxue, who was watching the battle not far away, grinned vaguely.

This guy's trick is somewhat unacceptable. 、

I have to admit that even in his heyday, he couldn't do anything about this move.

……

Just when Zhao Yu succeeded in a move and was ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue......

Thundered!

In the dark clouds in the sky, a thunderbolt fell again, directly separating Zhao Yu and Wei Zhongxian completely!

"Get out of the way, when I ascend to the throne, the officials of the Manchu Dynasty, you can choose, even if you give the land and seal the king, it is just a matter of my words!"

Wei Zhongxian looked at Zhao Yu, who was red-eyed, and said with a sneer.

The reason why he talked so much nonsense with Zhao Yu was because now Wei Zhongxian also began to draw souls in his heart!

You must know that when facing Jiang Yuyan at the beginning, a thunderbolt came down and directly crushed the woman's entire body.

But this guy in front of him resisted two thunderbolts in a row, but he didn't even hurt a single hair.

Moreover, since fusing the Seal Qi Luck to bless the Heavenly Fury Sword, Wei Zhongxian had just felt pain for the first time.

According to his cautious temperament, Zhao Yu can actually make him hurt, and he must also have the ability to make him die!!

"Jean Nima!!"

In the face of Wei Zhongxian's conditions, what answered him was a huge golden Buddha two feet away!!

With a wave of Zhao Yu's hand, a huge golden Buddha appeared strangely above Wei Zhongxian's head out of thin air.

This giant Buddha made of pure gold has hundreds of thousands of catties, to say the least.

Although Wei Zhongxian condensed the national fortune on the jade seal of the country and blessed the Heavenly Fury Sword, he was still only a mortal with a physical body after all.

When he was hit by this golden Buddha, he would still turn into a puddle of flesh!

Thundered!

In the black clouds, several heavenly thunders fell in an instant, slashing towards the golden Buddha that fell sharply overhead.

But this thing is a dead thing after all, no matter how fierce the heavenly thunder is, there is no way to take this Buddha in a short time.

Helpless, seeing that Wei Zhongxian, who was about to successfully kill Jiang Yuyan, could only retreat.

Rumble!

The golden Buddha fell to the ground, shattering countless floor tiles, and even the earth seemed to shake.

"Stubborn!"

Wei Zhongxian, who dodged the Golden Buddha and jumped on top of the Golden Buddha's head, stared at Zhao Yu coldly and sneered.

Zhao Yu didn't reply, just stepped forward and waved with one hand......

Wei Zhongxian's feet were empty, and the huge golden Buddha suddenly disappeared.

Rumble!

Without waiting for Wei Zhongxian to fall, the golden Buddha reappeared and came straight to his head.

Above the sky, thunder rolls in the sky.

But the fierce heavenly thunder has no way to take the Golden Buddha.

Immediately afterwards, there was a very strange scene in the imperial city.

Zhao Yu carried a golden Buddha two feet away, chased after Wei Zhongxian, who was holding the Heavenly Fury Sword, and smashed it.

Although Wei Zhongxian had luck and divine weapons such as the Heavenly Fury Sword, he didn't dare to stop in the slightest.

Not to mention the others, even Ximen Fuxue, who has always been as cold as frost, was dumbfounded.

No one could have imagined that things would turn out the way they are......