Between the monstrous waves of snow, a fist like a huge boulder smashed into the fragile figure between the snow waves.

"Bang"

The fist collided with the tiny figure, exploding countless waves of snow in a nearby radius.

The tiny figure retreated in defeat to the giant fist, but another old rickety figure appeared in front of the giant fist, resisting part of the momentum of the giant fist.

But the giant fist was still moving forward.

The waves of snow on the plains, which were dozens of feet high, swept through everything, and the people standing on the flat ground were as weak as ants.

Ye Mingke stood alone in the wilderness, holding a heavy sword in the world, and roared and slashed out the sword.

That sword slashed a ray of light in the sea of snow in the eternal night.

At that moment, Ye Mingke was completely intoxicated with the mellowness of power.

He had never mastered such a wonderful power as mountains and seas, and he felt that the sword in his palm suddenly came to life, like a proud god, but this proud god was held in his hand and trembled violently in his palm.

Surrender to Him, obey His will, and cut down the stars and gods for Him.

The Qianjun sword qi in the sword swept away, and along with the sword qi, there was also a strange rhythm that suddenly distorted between heaven and earth.

"What the hell is this?"

Between the monstrous snow waves, there was a sudden roar of fear and disbelief from the Spirit Dust Immortals.

That line of sword qi directly tore through the rolling snow waves, slashed past the old beggar and the woman, tore open the huge fist of the snow giant in front of them, and went straight up along the fist, cutting off half of the snowman's shoulders and arms.

Slashed the fierce snow giant into a stride backwards.

"The Emperor of People. Martial arts. ”

The old beggar's originally muddy and dead eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly looked back in the direction where Ye Mingke was on the plain.

Ye Mingke leaned on the extremely powerful sword, panting violently, the sword qi in that sword didn't need to draw his strength, but he was already on the verge of a coma after losing a lot of blood for a long time. He couldn't even swing that sword again.

"This is martial arts. This is the Emperor of Men. ”

The old beggar in the sky didn't pay attention to the staggering snow giant and the angry and deplorable Lingchen Immortal, but looked around the world with red eyes.

With the swing of the heavy sword in the world, the strange rhythm that emanates is still echoing all around, and the old beggar seems to have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.

The warm pupils of the woman beside him, hidden behind her messy hair, were also full of admiration and emotion.

"Why is the martial arts in the world cut off, it turns out that there is no martial arts in this world, which is why the strongest martial arts powerhouse in the world can only stop at the innate twelve-story building at most. ”

Tears glittered in the old beggar's old pupils, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the laughter made the flying snow around him dance and fly in a hurry.

"I'm not wrong. The prophecy of the human emperor is true, the world of sacrificing swords is true, and the world of human emperors is no longer a world of mermaids. ”

His old and vigorous voice echoed in the wind and snow, with irrepressible high-spirits and ecstasy that had been exhausted for many years of indignation.

But Ye Mingke was a little dazed when he heard those words, he only knew that his body was getting colder and colder, and the wounds on his body were still bleeding, taking away the little strength left in his body.

He didn't even have the strength to stand on his heavy sword, and slowly knelt on one knee on the snow, everything in front of him began to blur, and even the sounds around him seemed to come from far away.

"Could it be that kid is really another human emperor? How is that possible?"

He faintly heard the screams of the Spirit Dust Immortal with confusion and fear. But he soon didn't even have the strength to kneel on the snow, and his body slowly fell towards the snow weakly.

"Haha, even if it's a real human emperor body, it's the end of the crossbow now, let me wipe out the most disobedient brutes in the world, and even cut off the last illusory hope in the world. ”

As if sensing that Ye Mingke was about to pass out, the originally frightened Lingchen Immortal laughed out loud when he saw it again.

"You dare?"

The old beggar, who had just come out of his ecstasy, shouted angrily.

"Lingchen, the Twelve Floors of the Martial Dao can't break your puppet technique, can the Thirteen Floors of the Martial Dao be broken?"

The old beggar's angry roar with resentment and pride exploded like rolling thunder across the plains.

Ye Mingke felt that his side face was pressed against the cold snow, he knew that he had not been able to get out of danger, and he had not dared to fall asleep until he could, and his half-closed tired eyes followed the white snow towards the battlefield of the battle ahead.

His consciousness was still a little blurry.

All he could see was the shaking snow on the ground and the blurred figure of the snow giant in the blizzard.

In his ears, it was as if a series of muffled thunders were coming from far away, as if they were about to split the whole wilderness.

His nerves, which had been tense for too long, had been tormented by these loud noises, and he didn't know how long it had been, accompanied by the last loud bang that sounded like a thunderbolt in his ears.

His half-closed eyes suddenly saw a mighty wave of snow rolling in from the distance of his vision, and the raging cold snowflakes hit his already cold face.

He closed his eyes, his nerves tense and the last of his nerves perceiving the sounds around him.

"Is Lingchen dead?" he asked when he heard a woman's voice.

"I've been shattered. It's just that those puppets can't be killed, and I don't know what to do with it?" an old voice said, "Let's see what happened to that young man emperor first?"

Ye Mingke soon felt that the snow in front of him was removed, and his upper body was gently picked up.

"There was also a little girl, who just fell asleep and had some damage to her vitality. ”

"And he was very badly injured and lost a lot of blood. He must be bandaged first to stop the bleeding. A woman's voice said above his head.

Then there was the sound of the cloth tearing, and he felt that the wounds that had been extremely painful were wrapped in something.

"What about those puppets? Although they are temporarily sealed in this wooden box, the Gang Qi seal will not be effective for long. ”

"These things are so evil, once they fall into the mortal world, I don't know how many people will be killed and injured?"

The woman seemed to be walking over with something, and Ye Mingke suddenly seemed to hear countless subtle hoarse resentful mutters coming from the direction where the woman was walking, which made Ye Mingke's remaining consciousness also feel a little frightened, and subconsciously shrank for a moment.

It is a person who was born and raised in the light, and has an antipathy, vigilance, and fear of the dark and evil instincts.

He suddenly felt a particularly tingling hot sensation coming from his back, as if a hot soldering iron had suddenly appeared behind him.

He couldn't help but grunt in pain.

"What's wrong with him?"

"What's on his back? It's glowing, it's hot. Unravel quickly. ”

Ye Mingke felt that something was taken off from his back, and the biting heat disappeared all at once.

After the intense pain, he regained his comfort and serenity, and the last remnants of his consciousness could no longer support it and slid down the dark abyss.

The last thing he heard was the old voice and the woman's voice, with two words of surprise.

"It's a strange sword case, it doesn't seem to have a gap to open, wait, it opens on its own. ”

"It's such a powerful aura, this sword box seems to suppress that puppet ghost box, maybe you can seal it in the sword box. ”

"Is it the sword box that Uncle gave me?"

Ye Mingke's consciousness finally flashed this thought, and then completely slipped into the darkness, losing all perception.

This sleep was extremely long.

......

When his consciousness gradually woke up from the dark abyss of coma, the words of the woman and the old voice were still in his ears.

"Father, is he a human emperor body? Although he has two characteristics that match fire and blood and strong physique, he does not have golden pupils, and there is still a difference between him and the legendary human emperor body. ”

"Moreover, there is a risk of losing control with blood food to heal itself quickly, and once it gets out of control, it is no different from a bloodthirsty beast. He still seems to have a strange feeling in his body. ”

"Being able to use the Human Emperor Sword, of course, is the Human Emperor Body, and even the next Human Emperor. We've been looking for him for so many years, and it's him. Didn't you feel the martial arts laws emanating from the Heavenly Human Emperor Sword?"

"He really succeeded in reviving the Human Emperor Sword. He's the guy we've been looking for all these years. ”

"It's not a matter of being bloodthirsty, the Emperor of Humanity led the Terran from the flood to the top of all the human races, and was able to open up the territory of the Terran in the flood, and it is not surprising that the bloodthirsty and aggressive are a little. ”

The old voice retorted stubbornly.

The place where the two of them spoke was on Ye Mingke's left and right, pecking left and right like two woodpeckers, and he woke up with some fragile and sensitive nerves, which made his brain hurt.

He managed to open his eyes, and into them was a dimly lit cave, and some dim light shone in from the outside of the cave, either morning or dusk.

"Where is this?" he asked, with his somewhat confused eyes open and a hoarse and thirsty voice.

"Did you wake up? haha, sure enough, it was a human emperor's body, such a heavy injury, after replenishing blood food, it only took one day to wake up. ”

A huge head that was covered by dirty and fluffy beard hair suddenly poked under Ye Mingke's nose, and he was very excited.

"It's good to wake up. Boy, you are getting better, we will leave tomorrow to go to the Southern Human Emperor Inheritance, and after you have completely accepted the Human Emperor Inheritance and improved your realm, the whole world will depend on you. ”

"Those immortal cultivators who dare to cause harm to the world, you remember that you can't indulge and tolerate any of them. ”

"The peril of the human race is all on you, and you can't afford to slack off. ”

The old man's series of words hit Ye Mingke like a cannon, and the brain of Ye Mingke, who had just woken up and was still in a daze, was even more confused.

I just fell asleep, how did I wake up, the danger of the human race was tied to me? Who gave it to me?

"Wait, wait, don't talk so fast. I'll take it slowly. ”

Ye Mingke stretched out a hand to interrupt the old man's words, and he rubbed his forehead with his left hand and tried to sit up, but he couldn't understand how to rub it.

He finally looked up and started with the first question.

"Where is this?"

He couldn't find the north and asked.

"This is Wanlilongling. Liu Xi, the woman beside her who had been watching them silently, replied.