At this time, among all the practitioners around Lushan, except for Huang Zhenwei, only Ding Ning and Mo Shoucheng knew the secret of Emperor Yuanwu, so when they saw Huang Zhenwei congealing pills, they felt the countless huge and empty holes in Emperor Yuanwu's body. The ravine was instantly filled with a large amount of real energy, and even Pan Ruoye, who was beside Mo Shoucheng, felt the indescribable shock.
The strange blush on Emperor Chu's face quickly turned pale.
The area between his lips was even more red, as if the redness on his face had condensed between his lips.
With a painful cough.
He coughed up blood.
The bright eyes of Emperor Qi and Emperor Yan dimmed instantly.
Emperor Yuanwu became stronger again, and his body continued to grow bigger in their perception, and he was as tall as the sky again.
There was a scream of shock and anger from the mountain, and Ye Xinhe, who realized that he had been tricked, did not care about Song Chaosheng who was walking between the two mountains, and resolutely withdrew his sword.
Some people advance, some people retreat, but advance and retreat are only for the best results.
There was a loud bang, and countless people's eardrums were bleeding, and they couldn't hear the sound for a while.
An unimaginable giant pillar of lightning fell from the sky, and at least dozens of people could enclose it. The mahogany sword went upstream in this astonishing giant pillar of lightning, as if it wanted to follow the lightning to pierce a hole in the sky above to escape.
"Come when you want, leave when you want, is it so easy?"
Emperor Yuanwu had a powerful and confident look on his face. He looked at the sword light with some sympathy, shook his head, and said.
His tone was as if he was talking to a child.
One of the former heroes of the Bashan Sword Field, in front of him at this moment, looks like a panicked child.
His sword is out.
Song Chaosheng, who was volleying between the two mountains, also turned extremely pale. He felt Emperor Yuanwu's sword coming towards him, and a low voice burst out from his mouth. In the void in front of him, Suddenly, countless curved lines appeared.
The true energy in his body rushed out and poured into these talisman lines, trying to interweave the most powerful tide he could display in his life to block Emperor Yuanwu's sword.
However, at this moment, his face became even paler.
The bright yellow long sword slashed towards him in the air, and the sword intent also came towards him, but the real sword energy rose from the ground without a trace, and cut into the huge lightning column.
Like a piece of transparent wafer-like sword light breaking a tree, it cut off the terrifying giant pillar of lightning, and accurately slashed at the sword light flying upwards.
clack clack clack...
The giant lightning pillar made a continuous cracking sound like a real crystal.
This astonishing giant pillar of lightning was like an ice cube, it shattered in an instant, turning into thousands of flying electric snakes in the air.
The transparent wafer-like sword light is still extremely cohesively glued to that sword light, and the momentary scene gives people the illusion that time has stopped flowing.
With the disappearance of the lightning on the sword light, a yellow-brown wooden sword appeared.
Then the wooden sword shook painfully as if feeling emotional, and then began to crack into pieces.
boom! boom! boom! …
There was continuous thunder in the sky.
Every piece of sawdust contained astonishing coercion, and they all collapsed and flew for an unknown number of miles in the air, and then exploded violently.
Peach Sword is undoubtedly one of the best swords in Bashan Sword Field.
Ye Xinhe is undoubtedly one of the strongest sword masters in the world at this time.
However, Emperor Yuanwu shattered the Peach Sword with just one strike.
The Peach God Sword shattered, and the mountaintop from which the Peach God Sword flew out was also shaken violently. Countless plants and trees were all broken as if they were cut by a sharp tool.
A layer of blood mist suddenly sprayed out from the skin of a long-haired man in ordinary cloth.
Killing Emperor Han Chen, beheading Yanying, and then beheading the Tao Shenjian at this time, it is difficult for all the practitioners present on the top of Lushan to describe in words the aura of Emperor Yuanwu they felt at this time.
But there was a crazy roar in the sky: "Yuan Wu! You really think you are invincible!"
A huge figure exuding scarlet flame rushed out from the mountain top full of sea smell, and walked through the air.
With such a roar, a dark blue long knife suddenly appeared in the sky behind Song Chaosheng.
A giant mountain of vitality fell from the sky and hit the long knife.
The saber energy overflowed and turned into huge waves.
In the sky, a huge dark blue wave appeared.
Song Chaosheng didn't look back, sensing the appearance of this huge wave, the original hesitation in his eyebrows turned into solemnity and solemnity.
The intertwined talisman lines in front of him rose upwards, and in the next moment, they slapped with all their strength behind the huge dark blue waves that came later and arrived first!
Another extremely dull and terrifying impact sounded in the air.
Under the slap of Song Chaosheng's wave, the huge dark blue wave ahead did not speed up, but stagnated strangely. In the next moment, there was a crackling sound, and the dark blue long knife inside was shot out. Break through the waves!
The long knife that was photographed seemed to perfectly condense the strength of the two people, and a straight light mark appeared in front of the blade, which did not look like the breath of the world at all.
At the same time, Ye Xinhe, whose skin was covered in bleeding mist, let out another resolute roar on the mountain where all the vegetation had been cut off. The breath of burning jade and stone.
"Do you really think that you are invincible?"
Guo Dongjiang's crazy roar was still echoing in the valley. The overwhelming coercion before the sword light arrived had already made it impossible for many practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain to circulate their true energy smoothly.
Although the peach sword was cut to pieces with one sword, everyone can be sure that Emperor Yuanwu wasted a lot, and it would be impossible to get another sword like that just now.
At this time, the three great masters flying over had obviously completely put life and death aside, and no matter how much stronger power they could burst out after putting life and death aside, at least judging from Ye Xinhe's retreat just now and his coming in at this time, The three great masters must have felt that sacrificing the lives of the three of them would have given them a high degree of confidence that they could kill Emperor Yuanwu.
However, there was no trace of fear on Emperor Yuanwu's face.
He held his sword in front of him, squinted his eyes to look at the light of the saber, and said: "Wang Jingmeng is dead, Yan Xinlan is dead, Mo Bieli is dead...so I am naturally invincible."
These three names are all the strongest in Bashan Sword Field in the past, and they are all practitioners who have walked ahead of him in practice.
Similarly, these three names are also what he wants to completely erase, and he will never mention them on weekdays.
It's just that Yan Ying said earlier that he was afraid of that person's name, so when he said it now, he was telling everyone how powerful he was and how fearless he was.
The light of the sword is in front, and the light of the sword transformed by Ye Xinhe is behind.
One knife and one sword ignited the most dazzling light and killing intent in the world of practitioners for more than ten years, and attacked Yuanwu.
At the same time, almost all the wild peach trees on all the mountains other than Lushan were in full bloom, and the whole mountain was crimson.
In the sky full of killing intent, there was another peaceful white cloud.
The mountain flowers are in full bloom, so it is naturally Da Qi's great master Li Qinghou who is a real light prince.
Dao Juan Liuyun is naturally the nameless Taoist who once retreated from the mountain by himself.
At this time, these two people showed their cultivation completely and did not show their momentum, and did not block the sword, in order to show their existence, deter and restrain those who wanted to help Emperor Yuanwu on the mountain.
These are all great masters far surpassing the rest of the seven realms in the world, and now these great masters will all be killed by Emperor Yuanwu.
On the hill where Ding Ning was, Mo Shoucheng also made a move at this time.
Mo Shoucheng's true essence gushed out of his body in an instant, but it was not violent at all, and all of it turned into a thin and extremely lofty breath, like water vapor evaporating between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Ding Ning looked at Mo Shoucheng's back and felt an urge to make a move.
He wants to change the outcome here.
Perhaps killing Moshou City at this time may change the result here.
But there was Pan Ruoye beside Mo Shoucheng.
If his cultivation had reached the fifth level at this time, Pan Ruoye, who had almost no real energy in his body at this time, would definitely not be able to prevent him from killing Mo Shoucheng.
But his current cultivation level is not enough... Pan Ruoye can kill him easily.
The best time came, but his cultivation had deviated by two ranks... This is fate.
He looked at all the pictures in front of him coldly, unable to breathe, and there was no time to breathe.
Ye Xinhe's sword flashed across the sky above Guo Dongjiang and Song Chaosheng, and at this moment a sudden change occurred.
The sword light condensed, and suddenly fell down like a section of broken meteor light.
Everyone's heart plummeted.
Guo Dongjiang trembled angrily, and screamed sternly, his palms held up to the sky, and he slapped Ye Xinhe's body regardless of Jian Guang.
With a "click", the sword light slashed across his body, causing his body to make the sound of dead branches being cut.
It was impossible for his palms to touch Ye Xinhe's body, but there were palm prints on Ye Xinhe's chest and one side of his face, and Ye Xinhe's body fell backward like a meteorite amidst a muffled drink.
Song Chaosheng also roared angrily.
This killing round itself was initiated by Ye Xinhe, and it was Ye Xinhe's secret arrangement to form such a killing round at the Bashan Sword Field. It was not Ye Xinhe's invitation, and maybe he and Guo Dongjiang would never appear here at all.
Without such a killing situation, how could Li Caitian, Han Chendi, and Yan Ying die one after another
At this time, Ye Xinhe who launched such a murderous round betrayed all of them, how could he not be angry
Amidst his incomparably angry roar, Emperor Yuanwu just sent out the sword in his hand very calmly to meet the saber light.
He only cares about this knife light, and doesn't care about others.
The white cloud in the sky was about to fall.
But at this moment, an invisible wall lay beneath the white flowing clouds.
Someone let out a faint sigh.
A continuous sword energy surged from another mountain at this time.
This sword energy was not strong at all, and it seemed that it had no effect on the current situation of the battle, but this sword seemed to be able to enclose all the mountains around Lushan Mountain.
This kind of sword energy was released at this time, and someone on the top of the deer mountain finally guessed that the shallow sword marks surrounding a mountain that day came from the prime minister of Changling who came with Emperor Yuanwu but never showed up. .
All the peach blossoms around Lushan dimmed and withered in an instant.
There is nothing between heaven and earth.
Everyone can feel the departure of the two breaths.
A soft bang sounded in front of Emperor Yuanwu.
Countless wafer-like cracks appeared in the air in front of him.
There were faint bloodstains on his tiger's mouth.
Then he draws his sword away.
The dark blue long knife fell in front of him, stabbing obliquely on the ground in front of him.
"Long wind!"
"put!"
The shrill military orders sounded again.
Countless cyan wind pillars rushed into the sky, and then burned.
Song Chaosheng stopped his angry roar, looked at Emperor Yuanwu from a distance, and sighed.
He no longer had the ability to block these talismans, and his figure disappeared into the burning sky fire.
Guo Dong will die.
Song Chao was born and died.
Except for Li Qinghou and Wuming Taoist who left, almost all the great masters in the world died.