Chapter 209: The Sword Comes Out
The white flames descended on the top of Lushan Mountain with a cold aura, and Lushan, which was about to burn by Emperor Han Chen's Danhuo Sword, suddenly became cold.
Everyone felt very comfortable.
At the same time, however, everyone felt extremely uncomfortable.
Comfort comes from the surface perception of the body itself, but discomfort comes from the depths of the heart.
Everyone knows that this is the Starfire Huiwei Sword of the Bashan Sword Field, and in the battles between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, many powerful cultivators died under the Starfire Huiwei Sword of the current Great Qin Empress Zheng Sleeve.
In addition to the extreme speed of this Starfire Wisdom Tail Sword, the star vitality itself is different from the ordinary Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and it is difficult for cultivators to stop it by virtue of the ordinary Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, the most critical factor is that Zheng Sleeve can use this Starfire Wisdom Tail Sword from a very long distance, making it difficult for everyone on the battlefield to discover her existence and discover the aura when she casts this sword.
She could strike such a blow at any time when a powerful cultivator was at his weakest.
So she will always be the deadliest stinger on the battlefield.
However, now, Emperor Yuanwu, who has cultivated to the Eight Realms, has also comprehended the Bashan Sword Field Peerless Learning, which only Zheng Sleeve had participated in before!
In the future, any one dynasty will face off against the Great Qin Dynasty, and on the battlefield where the two armies are fighting, an even more deadly and insidious stinger will appear!
Ding Ning originally closed his eyes, but when the spark fell, he opened his eyes before he appeared in the sight of everyone on the top of Lushan Mountain.
His pupils glowed with a faint white glow, like a layer of frost.
At this time, on this Lushan Mountain and the surrounding mountains, he was the only one who really knew Emperor Yuanwu's thoughts at this time.
Although the Starfire Wisdom Tail Sword is powerful, it is not the best means to use it to crack the Grinding Stone Sword Technique.
Nine dead silkworms appeared, and the nobles of Changling were speculating that the person left a successor.
Many cultivators in Changling, and even in the rest of the dynasties, actually knew that Zheng Sleeve had been that person's lover, and that he was the most powerful pair of companions in Great Qin.
In the mind of Emperor Yuanwu at this time, he must have suspected that the person's heirs were also around Lushan. Watching this battle, he would even suspect that this grinding stone sword technique was passed down to Yan Ying by that person's descendant.
So he used the Spark Wisdom Tail Sword to deal with it.
Ding Ning's pupils reflected a faint white flame, like frost, and the corners of his mouth were also filled with a sneer that others couldn't see.
"Are you really bored to use the Xinghuo Huiwei Sword against the Grinding Stone Sword, do you want to show that you and Zheng Sleeve are close and very affectionate? It's a pity that Yan Ying's Grinding Stone Sword is self-realization at all, what does it have to do with others?"
He said slowly with a sneer in his heart.
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Several faint white sparks accurately sliced at the black light that swirled around Emperor Yuanwu.
Emperor Yuanwu's dragon robe had several cracks on it inexplicably.
In the next moment, an incomparably huge aura emanated from his body.
His body seemed to suddenly grow larger, and it became incomparably large.
Under the blow of the Starfire Wisdom Tail Sword, these five flying black light clusters were already unable to prevent the True Yuan in his body from precipitating. At this time, Emperor Yuanwu's body became incomparably large, and these five black light clusters became more and more unable to resist.
In everyone's perception, these five black light clusters no longer looked like five grinding discs, but turned into five pitifully small tiny beads.
Yan Ying is not fighting alone.
When Emperor Yuanwu completely broke Yan Ying's grinding stone sword intent, Emperor Han Chen finally stepped out.
As he took this step, the ground and air in front of him completely burned, turning into a world of crimson flames.
His Dan Fire Sword was entwined with many small sparks that were usually invisible and strange jumping, and through the fire curtain, it appeared in front of Emperor Yuanwu's front door.
Emperor Yuanwu was well aware. This sword is probably the strongest force in the entire world except for him.
His brow furrowed, and he stretched out his left palm to block the sword.
At the same time, his right hand is pointed into the sword. A bright yellow jade-like sword light pierced out from the fire curtain in front of him.
He blocked the sword with his hand, and his face was so calm and cold that there was not the slightest hint of emotion, so that it was filled with a strange taste.
There was a thud.
A breath unique to the natal object poured out from Emperor Yuanwu's palm.
A small crack was pierced in his palm, and several drops of blood flew out.
The crimson Dan Fire Sword Qi poured into his body along this wound.
The eyes of many people who could perceive this image for the first time lit up. However, what made these people's breathing stop in an instant was that Emperor Yuanwu's body at the moment was completely an unimaginably huge container.
The billowing Danhuo sword qi rushed into the meridians of Emperor Yuanwu. Emperor Yuanwu's face was only slightly red, but these Danhuo sword qi had submerged into the depths of his body, and he didn't know where he went.
His body is stable to the extreme, and the true yuan output is also stable to the extreme.
The fire curtain in front of him was forced to completely roll out by a sword light stabbed out of his right hand, and the bright yellow jade-like sword light pierced into Emperor Han Chen's chest with unmistakable accuracy, stabbing out from Emperor Han Chen's back.
Emperor Han Chen snorted and swept backwards and withdrew.
Many people's faces turned pale in an instant, especially many cultivators of the Great Chu Dynasty.
Who can withstand Emperor Yuanwu's sword?
In their opinion, Emperor Han Chen would die in the next breath.
With a snap, Emperor Han Chen's feet hit the ground, and countless cracks appeared on the hard mountain top stone, like a newly knotted spider web.
However, to everyone's shock, Emperor Han Chen was not dead, and the aura on his body did not weaken much.
There was no blood gushing out of the sword wounds on his chest and back, only the billowing red Dan Qi rushing out like a fountain.
The sword wound did not expand due to the gushing of Dan Qi, but contracted.
Emperor Yuanwu looked at his palm.
The wound in the palm of his hand was also shrinking, but it was not as fast as Emperor Han Chen's wound.
His brow furrowed slightly, and more coldness appeared in his majestic and deep eyes.
"The Heaven Thief Pill is indeed the strongest elixir in the world. ”
He raised his head again, looked at Emperor Han Chen and said.
All the cultivators on the top of Lushan Mountain had already reacted at this moment that Emperor Han Chen was not dead because the medicinal power of the Heaven Stealing Pill was too amazing, and the speed at which the medicinal power repaired Emperor Han Chen's body exceeded the speed at which his vitality was dissipating.
At this time, Emperor Han Chen is probably the most terrifying person in history.
However, the narrowing of the wound in Emperor Yuanwu's palm shocked them even more.
The body of the Eight Realms... The body of the Eight Realms itself also had such a terrifying ability to recover!
When Emperor Yuanwu spoke, his body was not standing still, but shaking strangely.
With each shake, a black light and a bright flame flickered around his body.
It's like a black shadow and a bright figure chasing, but neither side can really touch the other.
When Emperor Yuanwu said this, he seemed to have won enough time.
As soon as he raised his head, a majestic force from the heavenly dome suddenly fell on the top of Lushan.
There is light, and there is no darkness to hide.
Yan Ying's figure was clearly visible in the light.
An aura that was invincible to anyone on the field fell from above the heavenly dome and fell on him.
Yan Ying's body kept making noises, and countless wisps of black smoke seemed to be squeezed out of the skin of her body by an irresistible terrifying force, as if the whole person was about to burn completely.
Emperor Qi clenched his fists and couldn't help but stand up.
But at this moment, Yan Ying shook his head at him.
Emperor Qi's breathing paused, and he remembered what Yan Ying had said to him at the beginning.
Yan Ying asked him to watch the play well, let him be quiet, and watch the play without doing anything.
He lowered his eyelids and sat down.
Emperor Yuanwu's eyes narrowed slightly.
More and more black smoke emanated from Yan Ying's body, but it did not dissipate, and in a very short time, a black jar formed around him, covering him.
A jar that looks like a normal black clay jar.
Emperor Yuanwu's left hand was slightly open.
The huge aura of the strand staggered through the air, turning into a giant talisman.
Another invincible aura from above the heavenly dome fell on the black jar.
The surface of the black jar grew brighter and brighter, and a bright flame appeared, this time literally burning.
However, the black jar did not burn or melt.
Under such a flame calcination, the surface of the jar, which is as dull as black earth, exudes a ceramic-like luster, and even a bone-like luster.
Emperor Yan and several important ministers of the Great Yan Dynasty also had an unspeakable feeling in their hearts.
It was such a black jar that forced back the heavy army of the Dayan Dynasty in the past.
A look of real surprise appeared in Emperor Yuanwu's eyes.
This is a method that even he has never seen before, and there is something incomprehensible.
"Yin and Yang are born, the way of yin and yang transformation, the meaning of the cycle of life and death. ”
However, after all, he was the strongest cultivator in the world at this time, and it was only in an instant that he sensed something.
"Take me a sword. ”
He spoke, then held out his right hand.
This is the first time since the fight that he has actually played a sword.
out of their own sword.
"You've already done it. ”
At this moment, Ding Ning took a deep breath and said softly in his heart. (To be continued......)