"Forget it, it's too much trouble. ”

"You are one of the four saints of the North Pole, you are strong, I let you go, you immediately rebelled, didn't I find my own guilt. ”

The so-called face-turning is ruthless, but that's it.

Obviously, the last moment, everyone was still chatting well.

Yang Jian put forward one request after another, and Emperor Zhenwu also agreed one by one.

Just Emperor Zhenwu thought in his heart that as long as he was on the surface, he agreed to the other party.

When the time comes, design to take down the other party.

As a result, Yang Jian suddenly overturned all his previous demands and decided to kill the Zhenwu Emperor.

Emperor Zhenwu, when he heard this, his face changed greatly.

If it were someone else, Emperor Zhenwu might feel that the other party was bragging.

Even if you have the strength to kill me, you don't have the courage to kill me.

I am the master of the Three Realms, the Four Saints of the North Pole, and the Emperor of the True Martial Demons.

If you kill me, Heaven will surely suppress you with all its might.

But Yang Jian was different from the others, he even dared to kill the son of the Jade Emperor.

Moreover, one kill is nine people.

What's more, now it is even more against the heavenly court, and the tree flag is a demon.

Such a person, killing one of the Four Saints of the North Pole, he wouldn't even think about it.

"Yang Jian, I admit it. Count me as a real martial artist, if you have any requirements, just say it clearly. ”

Yang Jian pretended to be thinking seriously.

"Well, just three things. ”

"First, leave Huo De Xingjun and Shui De Xingjun behind. ”

"These two people, cholera Huashan, killed in vain, and even wanted to lure my sister into heaven. ”

"If the two of them leave, wouldn't it make the beings of the Three Realms laugh at my brother and sister for being incompetent?"

At this moment, Huo De Xingjun and Shui De Xingjun were trembling.

Nima, Yang Jian even dared to rebel against Heavenly Court, leaving the two of them behind, I'm afraid they would die without a place to be buried.

The two of them are just acting on orders, and they can't help it.

The two of them looked at the Emperor Zhenwu for help.

Now, the only one who can save the two of them is Emperor Zhenwu.

As long as the Emperor Zhenwu fights to the end and swears not to surrender, they still have a glimmer of hope.

"Good. ”

However, Emperor Zhenwu spit out a word from his mouth, but it made the two of them extremely disappointed.

There are no 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, and there is no one who intercedes for the two of them.

Heavenly Court is desperate, and one day it will be destroyed.

It is only now that Huo De Xingjun and Shui De Xingjun can be regarded as truly understanding.

"The second thing, you came with the Heavenly Emperor Sword and wanted to kill my brother and sister. ”

"Okay, hand over the Heavenly Emperor Sword and let the Jade Emperor personally pick it up. ”

This request had already been mentioned once by Yang Jian before, but it was directly rejected by Emperor Zhenwu.

But now, Yang Jian once again proposed.

Yang Jian said, frowning slightly.

It was this frown, and in the emerald light and two instrument lamps, thousands of thunders surged.

A thunderbolt came down, passing through the heart of the True Martial Emperor.

Emperor Zhenwu, although he is physically strong, is not in danger of life.

But this thunder, after all, was shot out by the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp, one of the four great spiritual lanterns.

A stream of crimson blood also flowed down from the corner of Emperor Zhenwu's mouth.

Apparently, he was injured.

At this moment, Emperor Zhenwu's heart was in a panic for the first time.

Before, even if Yang Jian threatened himself again, he was only nervous on the surface.

After all, that's just talk.

But now, Yang Jian really made a move.

Moreover, at that moment just now, Emperor Zhenwu really felt a trace of death.

That's right, it's the breath of death.

Emperor Zhenwu, how many tens of thousands of years have passed, and he has not felt this kind of breath.

He seemed to think that he would never feel this breath again.

He thinks that he is strong and should not be just the Four Saints of the North Pole.

He should, go one step further, and become one of the Four Emperors.

But now, he knew he was wrong.

He was very wrong, and he was very wrong.

It turned out that he was within the Three Realms, and in the eyes of those supreme powerhouses, he was just an ant.

"I am willing to hand over the Heavenly Emperor Sword, what is your third request?"

If you don't pay it, it's a dead end.

Hand over the Heavenly Emperor Sword, maybe there is still a way to live.

"The third thing, since you say that you are not the Eighth Millennium King, but the Xuanwu bloodline. ”

"Okay, hand over the Xuanwu Essence Blood. ”

On the surface, Yang Jian pretended to have a calm and breezy expression.

But in fact, he was extremely nervous.

Because, the so-called three requirements, the first and the second, are insignificant, but just a foreshadowing.

What Yang Jian cares about the most is the third thing.

After all, this was the top priority related to whether he could heal the Heavenly Dao injuries and recover completely.

Xuanwu essence blood is one of the most important prescriptions for refining the Taigu Shengyu Pill.

Emperor Zhenwu almost thought that he had heard it wrong.

The other party actually asked himself to hand over the Xuanwu essence blood.

He knew how important Xuanwu essence blood was to him.

That is the representative, his identity in the Xuanwu lineage.

Without essence and blood, in the Xuanwu lineage, you will become a waste.

Xuanwu essence blood must not be handed over.

Even if it is death, it cannot be handed over.

Looking at Emperor Zhenwu, this righteous and awe-inspiring expression, Yang Jian had already guessed in his heart what the other party thought.

"Oh, it seems that you are indeed not afraid of death. ”

"Then I'll leave you alone. ”

Emperor Zhenwu was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when Yang Jian turned his head and went out from the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp.

Then, the two wicks began to intertwine and spin.

it!

The mouth of the True Martial Emperor was opened to the maximum, and Yang Jian really urged the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp.

He didn't want to die.

One thunderbolt after another passed through the body of the True Martial Emperor.

His left shoulder, his right shoulder, his left waist, his right waist, his left knee, and his right knee were all dripping with blood.

Yang Jian looked at this scene, without words, just a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Zhenwu could already feel that his vitality was passing little by little.

"Kang Anyu, Xuanwu lineage, who else?"

"As soon as the Emperor Zhenwu dies, the Xuanwu lineage will definitely come to take revenge, and it is best for us to strike first. ”

Kang Anyu made a thinking gesture, and finally, chuckled.

"Second master, Xuanwu is in the same vein, don't worry. ”

"Emperor Zhenwu is the strongest in the Xuanwu lineage. ”

"Although the second master killed Zhenwu, if the Xuanwu lineage came to attack, the clan would be wiped out. ”

Yang Jian nodded slightly and said two words.

"Reasonable. ”

Reasonable fart.

Emperor Zhenwu really wants to scold people now.

However, he also knows that scolding is useless.

However, this conversation also made him completely understand in his heart.

Everything should be based on the overall situation.

Xuanwu lineage, if there is no oneself, it is very likely that the power of the clan will come to take revenge.

At that time, maybe they will really be wiped out.

The clan is gone, what are you still doing with this Xuanwu essence blood?

"The third thing, I promise you. ”

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