Emperor Yuanwu cultivated the Broken Phoenix Sword Sutra in the early years.

"Phoenix" is the legendary king of the beast, and at the same time, it also has a vitality that is almost immortal in the legend.

The word "Broken Phoenix" in the name of the Broken Phoenix Sword Sutra means that even the "Phoenix" can be killed with one sword, so you can imagine what kind of destructive killing intent such a Sword Sutra has.

The sword momentum of this sword scripture is also extraordinarily dignified, and now many swordsmen in the Great Qin Dynasty are taking the path of pure light, and the great Cheng dù is also a worship of the strongest emperor in the history of Great Qin.

It's just that Emperor Yuanwu retreated and practiced soon after he ascended the throne, and no one has really seen him sword in the past ten years, so after he broke through the Eight Realms, no one knows whether he majored in the Broken Phoenix Sword Sutra.

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A bright yellow jade-like sword appeared in Emperor Yuanwu's hand.

Then he stabbed his sword unusually straight, towards the black jar that shrouded Yan Ying inside.

This sword seemed to be very ordinary, and most of the cultivators on the top of Lushan Mountain didn't even feel any strong fluctuations in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, but the few people who cultivated the highest in the field were all shocked in unison, and their hearts were shaken.

Emperor Han Chen knew that Yan Ying had also reached the most dangerous juncture, and with a light cough, his feet left the ground, and the whole person flew up with the Danhuo Sword in his hand, stabbing towards Emperor Yuanwu.

There was an inexplicable sound in front of him.

It's like someone throws a stone at an extremely high staircase, and it rolls down the staircase continuously.

The Dan Fire Sword with unimaginable power in his hand suddenly stopped a few feet in front of him.

In front of him, a barrier of light appeared, stopping him from moving forward.

A flame appeared in the air.

And then the second, the third... Countless Dao Dan Flames appeared in the air in front of him, like a wall, and countless red flowers bloomed.

Many people on the top of Lushan Mountain felt the dense turbulence in the air, and they knew it. At this moment when his eyes couldn't distinguish it, Emperor Han Chen didn't stab out a single sword, but stabbed out countless swords.

Only the body supported by the Heaven Thief Pill could allow his meridians to withstand such a high-speed burst in such a short period of time.

However, Emperor Han Chen still couldn't stop Emperor Yuanwu's sword.

The bright barrier that appeared in front of him was the sword light of the sword stabbed by Emperor Yuanwu.

"What the hell is this sword duel?"

Exclamations rang out at this time.

It was only at this time that many people could see clearly that there were countless different wisps of Yuan Qi flowing in Emperor Yuanwu's bright yellow long sword.

There were also countless wisps of light and dark light flickering in the light barrier formed by his sword light.

These different strengths and weaknesses of vitality and light give people the feeling that they come from a completely different practitioner, or even a practitioner.

However, these vitality and light are all blended together. It became the final sword momentum of this sword.

The bright yellow long sword in Emperor Yuanwu's hand did not even slow down in the slightest, and the straight tip of the sword pierced the black jar that shrouded Yan Ying.

"The Danhuo Sword is not really a sword. ”

At the same time as the sword in his hand stabbed the black jar, Emperor Yuanwu looked at Emperor Han Chen with some sympathy, and said loudly: "The sword itself is a sharp object, and although other items are powerful, they do not have the piercing power of the sword itself. The sword was the first of thousands of weapons in ancient times, how can it be beyond the reach of others?"

As he said this, there was a cracking sound on the black can.

The bright yellow sword in his hand pierced the black jar.

The black jar shattered, revealing Yan Ying's figure.

The bright yellow sword continued. Pierced into Yan Ying's body.

Except for Emperor Qi, almost all the cultivators of the Great Qi Dynasty also saw Yan Ying for the first time, but everyone knew very well what Yan Ying meant to the Great Qi Dynasty.

The moment this sword pierced Yan Ying's body, all the Qi people present were filled with sorrow in their hearts.

There can be no second Heaven Thief Pill in the world.

Therefore, there could not be a second person in the world who could withstand the sword of Emperor Yuanwu.

What's more, Emperor Yuanwu's sword at this time was much more powerful than the sword that stabbed Emperor Han Chen before.

Yan Ying's body flew backwards.

The bright yellow sword detached from his body. Numerous noisy and unpleasant sounds are emitted.

I don't know if this sound was emitted by the countless strong and weak vitality in the bright yellow long sword, or if it was made by the friction between the sword body and Yan Ying's body.

The sword passed straight through Yan Ying's heart, leaving a bowl-sized hole in Yan Ying's heart.

No one survives such an injury.

The sorrow in the hearts of all Qi people was even stronger.

However, Yan Ying's face was still calm, but he was still not dead.

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Everyone's breathing came to a halt. It's not because of disbelief and nervousness, but the air on the top of the entire Lushan mountain has become extremely cold.

Because it's so cold, it feels like the gloomy corpse water in the coffin in the deepest part of the ancient tomb. People don't even dare to touch, let alone breathe into the body.

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes were shocked again.

The Heaven Thief Pill is in the world, and it stands to reason that it should be Emperor Han Chen who shocked him today, but in fact, from the time he made the move to the present, what really made his mood fluctuate was the methods of this Great Qi Grandmaster.

The extremely heavy cold aura came from Yan Ying's body.

There was no blood flowing out of the bowl-sized sword hole in his heart, and the flesh and bones no longer looked like flesh and bones, reflecting a cold light.

The heart veins were completely disappeared under a sword, and it was naturally impossible for him to have a heartbeat in his body, nor could there be qi and blood flowing.

At the same time, Yan Ying did not breathe.

His body exudes a creepy chill aura, and it's as if he's transformed into a legendary... Undead zombies.

Emperor Yuanwu, who was a cultivator of the Eight Realms, naturally knew very well that it was ridiculous nonsense for that kind of person to really die and become a so-called zombie after his mind dissipated.

While retracting the sword in front of him, his brows slowly furrowed, and his voice was slightly cold: "I can't imagine that the Shanyin Sect has such a means, and I can't imagine that from the beginning, you didn't think about living." ”

Yan Ying's voice sounded, and a thicker yin wind blew on the top of the mountain: "I'm still alive." ”

Emperor Chu was solemn, and slowly bowed slightly and saluted Yan Ying.

For an emperor, such a salute is already extremely heavy, not to mention that he is not the emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty, but the emperor of another dynasty.

The dialogue between Emperor Yuanwu and Yan Ying is also mysterious, and most people on the top of Lushan Mountain have difficulty understanding its meaning, but some people still understand the meaning.

Yan Ying is naturally not a living creature in the strict sense at this time, the yin qi in the body replaces the flow of qi and blood, and the whole body has become a pure container, and can make the yin qi instead of qi and blood circulate, and can urge the true yuan, relying on nature is extremely firm, beyond the fear of life and death.

However, the soul loses the nourishment of the body, and this thought is like a trace of mental power stored in the flying sword of a cultivator, which can only be consumed, not replenished, and no matter how powerful the mind is, it will slowly dissipate after all.

Yan Ying naturally knew that he was not Emperor Yuanwu's opponent, but he still showed hostility towards Emperor Yuanwu.

From the moment he showed hostility towards Emperor Yuanwu, he had already decided to use such a method.

Whether this battle is won or lost, he is destined to die.

However, his will was enough to support him and Emperor Yuanwu in this battle.

Emperor Han Chen was difficult to be killed because of the relationship between stealing the Heavenly Pill.

Coupled with him, the two opponents of Emperor Yuanwu at this time were all like immortal things that had been endowed with many lives.

More and more people are reacting.

The hearts of all the Great Qi Dynasty cultivators who reacted still sounded with sorrow, but the sorrow at this time was all tragic voices.

From the beginning of the conquest of the Great Qin Dynasty and the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, Emperor Yuanwu has been extremely difficult to kill.

Because by his side, there was always a group of the strongest cultivators in the world.

However, those strong people who were born in the Bashan Sword Field have passed away one after another.

Emperor Han Chen, coupled with Yan Ying's change, this is unprecedented, and it is the most likely opportunity to kill Emperor Yuanwu.

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Yan Ying's arm was raised, and he slapped his palm towards Emperor Yuanwu.

The yin qi accumulated in his body burst out from his fingers.

Such an explosion of yin qi was enough to make him die directly in normal times, but now he no longer needed to think about his body.

Emperor Yuanwu wields his sword.

The bright yellow sword and Yan Ying's palm intersected.

Countless breaths burst out from the sword body and the palm of the fingers, shooting out in all directions, and the air was frozen in bunches, turning into gray-black icicles, falling to the ground, and turning into strips of black smoke that ignited upwards, and then turned into bursts of terrifying yin wind.

An unimaginable sword aura pierced into Yan Ying's palm.

Two of his fingers snapped off in an instant, cracking all over his body, and his body was exploding.

However, his eyes were even more condensed.

In a glance, his two severed fingers did not fall to the ground, but accelerated like flying swords, stabbing into Emperor Yuanwu's eyes.

This time, the indescribable jade was burned, and the indescribable tragedy was magnificent. (To be continued......)