Emperor Yuanwu stopped talking, his lips pursed like two thin blades.

However, Yan Ying did not stop there, he looked at Emperor Yuanwu and continued: "But you are a human being and not a god after all, although the 'Yutian Golden Body' is wonderful, but it must also follow the rules of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and it seems that it is not easy to bear, after all, it only opens up a trick in the body to accommodate the opponent's killing intent and strength." This killing intent and power exist in your body, and it will not disappear for no reason, and it will explode one day. ”

The top of Lushan Mountain became even more silent, and everyone's eyes were extremely complicated.

These words are related to Emperor Yuanwu's cultivation secrets, and they are said by a grandmaster like Yan Ying himself, and the tone is so certain, there will definitely be no deviation.

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes also narrowed slightly, like two thin blades.

Emperor Han Chen and Yan Ying naturally couldn't be his opponents in his eyes, but he couldn't entangle these two endlessly.

"It's time to finish. ”

He said this slowly in his heart, and then raised the bright yellow sword in his hand again.

For a powerful swordsman, sword intent is the best expression of his heart.

As soon as he raised his sword, everyone present understood that the time had come to make a definitive decision.

Countless beams of bright light fell from the heavenly dome beyond the sight of the eye, and poured into his body at a speed that exceeded the limit of all cultivators' thoughts, and Emperor Yuanwu's body completely disappeared in the bright beams of light, but everyone could sense it again, as if Emperor Yuanwu's body was constantly expanding, constantly becoming bigger and taller.

Emperor Yuanwu's body, in everyone's perception, seemed to be as tall as the sky, as high as the sky.

Emperor Han Chen understood that the last moment was coming, he did not have the slightest fear, but there was a kind of relief and joy on his face.

He took a deep breath. With the help of the pressure of the Yuan Qi that Emperor Yuanwu exuded at this time, all the Dan Qi was gathered towards the depths of his body.

Instead, his body shrunk as if it were shriveled, and the red light on the surface of his body continued to dissipate.

His breath was restrained, and his body floated forward instead, towards Emperor Yuanwu in front of him.

At this time, the light around Emperor Yuanwu's body exuded a domineering aura of ghosts and gods, and the power carried on the tip of a sword that pierced straight out of the bright light curtain was already faintly beyond the scope of all cultivators at this time, and in their perception, they were already approaching some kind of ethereal heavenly dao.

This sword is completely like the momentum of the Heavenly Dao, it is not something that can be stopped by manpower, and it is already very difficult to face it alone, but Emperor Han Chen's eyes flashed with a strange light. The whole body slammed directly into the tip of the sword.

Through the light curtain, Emperor Yuanwu glanced at Emperor Han Chen.

His sword-like brows furrowed.

He sensed what Emperor Han Chen wanted to do, but this was his most powerful moment, like an ethereal, sword momentum pushed by all beings, but even he himself could not have the power to change it.

He swung forward with a bright yellow sword in his hand that did not look like a human power.

A few feet away from the tip of the sword, hundreds of cracks had already appeared on the surface of Emperor Han Chen's body.

The air in front of the bright yellow long sword seemed to be filled with countless transparent sword pieces, flying silently.

In these wounds on Emperor Han Chen's body. But there was no Dan Qi gushing out.

At this moment, he just turned his head and smiled at Yan Ying behind him.

His body was cut into countless pieces and scattered at this moment, the last emperor of a dynasty. It was only in this fraction of a breath that he completely disappeared from this world.

However, there was an extraordinarily scorching red red light, but it hit the tip of the bright yellow sword, and then exploded violently.

There was a bang.

Heaven and earth shook.

Everyone felt as if a mountain had pressed against them.

Several cultivators closest to this battle site directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The crimson Dan fire was surging outward. It was exactly like a meteorite exploding, and the dazzling fire made many people cry, but everyone forced their eyes open. Don't want to miss a single moment.

Emperor Yuanwu also only felt that a huge peak was pressing towards him, and the light of the bright yellow long sword in his hand was slightly dimmed.

However, when Emperor Han Chen came to welcome the sword, he felt that the other party was going to completely burst out all the power of the Heaven Thief Pill with this blow, so his state of mind was still absolutely calm, the breath in his body shook slightly, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward with a more domineering momentum

The extraordinarily powerful Dan Fire was smoothly sliced open, like two solid hemispheres, parting from his sides, and then turning into countless sputtering fire dragons.

At this moment, Yan Ying's left thumb was slightly curled and picked up in the air.

In the furious air, an incomparably cold black sword light suddenly appeared.

This black sword light was like a broken string that flew from nowhere, and the sword intent was traceless, and it flew around from nowhere, cutting into Emperor Yuanwu's eyes with unmistakable accuracy.

When facing his severed limb stab earlier, Emperor Yuanwu did not dodge at all, but at this time, Emperor Yuanwu suddenly closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

A soft thud rang from the corner of his left eyebrow.

The moment the black sword light touched the corner of his left eyebrow, his body still seemed to have turned into an incomparably empty world, and he wanted to accept the power of this black sword light, but everyone could clearly see that a wisp of blood spilled out, and there was an extra wound on his left eyebrow.

His left eyebrow was broken.

"There is no trace of the heart"

Emperor Chu and some of the old people present saw that Yan Ying's sword intent still came from that person, and in the past, Yan Ying, the grandmaster, took that person as the only goal of cultivation, and he didn't know how much hard work he had put into that person's means of enlightenment.

At this time, I didn't know whether Yan Ying wanted to deliberately provoke or felt that this was the best means to use such a sword momentum against the enemy, and no one present could think about it in a very short time.

A black orchid blooms in Yan Ying's hands.

This black orchid was like life, and it exuded an incomparably greedy aura towards the blood spilled on Emperor Yuanwu's eyebrows, but in the next moment, this black orchid disappeared by itself, turning into several black gases, soaking into the blood and the bright brilliance around Emperor Yuanwu's body.

No one could perceive what kind of means Yan Ying had used at this time.

Many people looked at Emperor Yuanwu with extremely expectant eyes, hoping to see Emperor Yuanwu fall to the ground, or retreat.

However, Emperor Yuanwu was only slightly shocked.

The bright yellow long sword in his hand was still slashed out.

The sword momentum was completely dripping.

The air between him and Yan Ying twisted violently, and finally cracked with a click, and all of them were cut open.

Yan Ying's body movements came to a complete pause.

He frowned slightly, and lowered his head calmly.

Emperor Yuanwu had already collected his sword.

The myriad bright rays of light that had fallen from the heavenly dome began to fade.

He was incomparably tall in everyone's perception, and his sky-tall body was shrinking dramatically.

There was nothing abnormal in front of Yan Ying's body.

But as he hung his head, a bright light appeared behind him.

Puff puff puff

Countless dark gloomy qi flew out along this bright light.

It's like a piece of black water flowing on a transparent and smooth crystal mirror.

The dark yin qi contains a mountain-like power.

However, everyone felt that there was a more powerful and terrifying force flying between heaven and earth.

It was a sword light.

Someone set their eyes on the mountain opposite Lushan that Emperor Yuanwu was directly opposite it.

Someone finally understood that a sword light slashed through Yan Ying's body, forcing out all the power in Yan Ying's body.

And now, this straight sword light was falling on the opposite mountain.

The mountain on the other side shook suddenly.

A wave of dust burst out near the top of the mountain.

In the next moment, the sound of countless shattering of Titicaca sounded on that mountain.

Countless shattered voices converged into a terrifying roar.

Everyone was shocked.

Along a circle of dust waves, the mountain was split in two, and the top of the mountain, which weighed an unknown number of thousands of catties, slid backwards and collided with the mountain below, making a grand sound that no one had heard in their lives.

The cut mountain is as smooth as a mirror.

The mountain was originally a cut higher than the deer mountain, but now the part that was higher than the deer mountain was cut by this sword, and the top of the mountain was smoother than any ground.

A huge wave of dust surged.

Without the blockage of the mountain, a strong wind came from behind the mountain.

Through the smoke that was blown thinner and thinner, there was no longer any obstruction in the view.

Behind the mountain was a flat valley.

Through the valley of Guò, you can attack the Chu land, or go to the Yan land, and go to the Qi land.

The bright yellow sword in Emperor Yuanwu's hand disappeared.

He looked at Yan Ying who hung his head, looked at everyone who was shocked and unspeakable, looked at the mountain that was flattened by his sword, and said, "The widow wants that mountain." (To be continued......)