"From the beginning to the end, from directly using the army to forcibly recover Yangshan County, to challenging me at this time, he just wanted to take the initiative at all times."
"He doesn't just want to fight me and Emperor Han Chen, but he wants to fight the whole world."
"So since you want to form an alliance, between you and Yan and Chu, you must truly form an alliance."
Yan Ying stood up, but he did not see any movement of his lips, and the others did not hear any sound, but these three words clearly penetrated into Emperor Qi's ears.
At this moment, Emperor Qi's face was full of solemnity and solemnity, shining with a strange radiance.
He knew that this was different from the usual warnings, but Yan Ying's last words.
Yan Ying stood up, which naturally meant accepting the challenge.
Emperor Han Chen nodded to him in salute.
Yan Ying nodded in return.
Emperor Yuanwu laughed.
While he was laughing, the top of Lushan Mountain was suddenly bathed in a strange brightness.
There is nothing unusual about the blowing mountain wind and the floating clouds and mists, but it seems that there are many rays of light that would not appear originally, falling from a very high altitude and falling on this deer mountain.
All eyes are heavy.
This is the real eighth realm, Qitian.
The sky seems to have opened up another world. Countless vitality that others cannot perceive is rolling down. The whole deer mountain is bathed in a strange brightness, and the whole mountain seems to be turning into a bright and transparent gem.
Ding Ning closed his eyes.
Not because of the dazzling, but because of the pain felt at this moment.
Emperor Yuanwu's cultivation was much higher than he had imagined. This was an impossible thing to happen, but it happened right before his eyes.
In the teachings of any sect of practice, the most important thing in practice is to find out the path of the circulation of vitality between the body and the surrounding heaven and earth. At this time, Emperor Yuanwu began to open the sky, and all the practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain naturally began to understand with all their hearts. I hope I can understand some important truths.
However, what they didn't expect was that when their consciousness embraced those heaven and earth vitality that seemed to have fallen from another world, they could only feel a huge coercion, a coercion that seemed to crush everything .
Even the powerhouses of the seven realms present were without exception.
Under such coercion, their consciousness slowed down.
Practitioners' awareness is the source of mobilizing everything, and when awareness becomes slow, everything becomes slow.
All practitioners could not understand anything related to practice from Emperor Yuanwu's action at this time, but felt that the entire Lushan Mountain had become a unique small world under the flow of vitality mobilized by Emperor Yuanwu's consciousness.
A small world belonging to Emperor Yuanwu.
Thinking of fighting in the small world that belongs to the opponent, the faces of most of the practitioners on the top of Lushan could not help but become paler and paler, and great fear arose in their hearts.
Not fighting is enough to make the Seventh Realm fearful. This is the huge difference between the Eighth Realm and the Seventh Realm.
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The Eight Realms Qitian not only communicates with the heaven and the earth, opens up a new channel for the flow of the heaven and earth energy, obtains more majestic vitality of the heaven and earth, but also opens up a small world of its own.
At this time, Emperor Han Chen and Yan Ying, who were in the center of such coercion, naturally felt it more clearly than anyone else.
It's just that Emperor Han Chen, who forgets honor, disgrace, and life and death, naturally doesn't feel any fear.
Instead, he smiled, sat down cross-legged, pointed his right hand together as a sword, and stabbed at Emperor Yuanwu.
When he sat down, countless red qi poured out from his body.
These red pills come from Pills of Thieves, and the countless elixir used to refine Pills of Heaven and Earth was originally an astonishing agglomeration of the vitality of heaven and earth. His dignified and powerful body is strong enough to compete with Qi Tian's vitality at this moment, and isolate him from this small world outside him.
So when he sat down, it was like smashing a red rock in a pond, no matter whether he could compete with the small world outside, but first of all he stood still.
Red alchemy also shot out between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, but along with the red alchemy gushed out, there was also a fiery vitality that was extremely blazing.
This is the earth fire that he absorbed in his body after ten years of penance outside the Yin Mountain.
This is his life.
The alchemy itself is a product of raging fire. At this moment, using his body as a guide, the red alchemy and this bundle of ground fire are strangely fused together to form a scarlet long sword.
boom!
Between heaven and earth, a furnace is formed.
A terrifying heat wave erupted in front of him, dispelling all the moisture around the top of Lushan Mountain.
With a single sword, the sky and the earth burst into flames. In the consciousness of all practitioners, this is the unique mark of Zhao Jianlu. However, at this time, the killing intent and hot anger of Emperor Han Chen's sword were colder than Ye Ce's at that time. Zhao Zhan in the first battle did not know how many times stronger.
Emperor Han Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the Danhuo sword between his two fingers, stabbing Emperor Yuanwu's chest peacefully and joyfully.
Yan Ying, who was not far from him, didn't move. The black robe on his body bulged slightly, blowing out gusts of wind.
He obviously stood there motionless, but in the perception of everyone around him, he seemed to have turned into transparent air, disappearing in the bright light that enveloped the entire Lushan Mountain.
Different from Emperor Han Chen's incarnation as a rock, this most powerful grandmaster of the Great Qi Dynasty seemed to have transformed himself into an erratic wind and hid himself in Emperor Yuanwu's small world.
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Emperor Han Chen's Danhuo long sword traveled through the air.
The tip of the sword and the sides of the sword body are visible to the naked eye, flowing water-like lines passing by continuously. These are the originally invisible rune lines formed by Emperor Yuanwu's awareness and mobilization of vitality.
Countless strands of vitality that seem small but contain powerful strength arise and die in these talisman lines, turning into waves of shock waves that can directly shock practitioners under the four realms to death, and spread in all directions.
This was probably the strongest sword that Emperor Yuanwu had encountered since he ascended the throne, and there was an existence like Yan Ying who hadn't made a move. However, at this moment, Emperor Yuanwu still had his hands behind his back, and he just slightly looked up at the sky.
Boom!
There seemed to be a huge thunder in the sky.
Sound is actually a very slow thing in the world of practitioners, but when the huge sound sounded and fell, Emperor Han Chen's sword had not yet reached Emperor Yuanwu's chest.
The oscillating sound waves passed through the bright filaments of light, forming strange transparent Dao swords, which fell towards Emperor Han Chen's body.
"Avenue Thunder Musical Sword"
Ding Ning closed his eyes, and said the name of Emperor Yuanwu's sword in his heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, Emperor Han Chen raised the Danhuo long sword in his hand and cut it out.
It's not that his movements are slow, but that Emperor Yuanwu is too fast.
If he didn't change anything, his body would be cut into countless pieces by these musical note swords before his Danhuo long sword pierced Emperor Yuanwu.
The Pill Fire Sword turned into a huge Pill Furnace that really spewed flames into the sky.
A series of transparent Dao swords rushed into the pill furnace, bursting out with a loud noise.
The sound is melodious and loud.
The whole deer mountain shook.
All the hills other than Lushan trembled.
There are many unspeakable voices in the world.
All the leaves on the deer mountain were separated from the branches and fluttered outside.
All the transparent Dao swords were shattered.
However, Han Chendi's body was still scratched by countless shattered glass for a moment, and there were countless cracks and bloodstains on the leather robe on his body.
Yan Ying looked at Emperor Han Chen and Emperor Yuanwu quietly.
Until then, the five fingers of his right hand flicked slightly.
Five strands of black air ignited on his fingertips like the flame of a candle, and quickly condensed into five round black beads.
These five black beads are connected by black silk, like a strange bracelet.
The five black beads spun and flew up, rubbed against the bright light, and made a violent and sharp sound. However, the black thread connecting the five black beads seemed to be absolutely still. The five black beads The violent rotation doesn't seem to have anything to do with it.
There was a crackling sound, and then suddenly fell silent.
The five black beads disappeared under Yan Ying's fingers, but outside Emperor Yuanwu's body, five balls of violently rotating black light suddenly appeared.
Because the speed of rotation exceeds the limit of ordinary people's perception, in the eyes of most people, these five groups of black lights are absolutely round spheres.
However, some people can perceive that inside the five groups of black lights are five black babies in different poses.
An unimaginable evil wind gushed out from the bodies of these five infants, and while they were spinning violently, they were also whirling around Emperor Yuanwu.
"Grindstone Sword Art!"
Emperor Chu sensed the meaning, and spoke out in disbelief.
Huang Zhenwei, who was not far behind Emperor Yuanwu, also opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
He can be sure that this is the true millstone sword intent.
The Moshi Sword Art is one of that person's original creations, and it is impossible to spread it to the outside world. At this time, Yan Ying is obviously using the Moshi Sword Intent, but it is slightly different. It should be just some traces of battle left by that person in the past, or even Such a sword intent was realized from the corpse killed by that person.
Being able to comprehend such sword intent depends on talent.
To understand the unique knowledge of other dynasties for your own use, what you need is humility and a heart.
Apart from the Holy One, is there anyone else in Daqin who can defeat this Grandmaster alone
Huang Zhenwei looked at Yan Ying's figure with a trace of awe in the depths of his eyes.
Emperor Yuanwu frowned slightly, as if a little displeased.
His head was raised higher, as if looking up at the stars in the sky in the dark night.
Several white flowing flames appeared in the sky, falling faster than those musical note swords.