Emperor Yuanwu stopped talking, his lips tightly pursed like two thin sword tips.

However, Yan Ying did not stop there. He looked at Emperor Yuanwu and continued, "But you are a human, not a god. Although the 'Yutian Golden Body' is wonderful, you must follow the rules of the heaven and earth's vitality. The seemingly unrestrained endurance will only open up an orifice in your body to accommodate the opponent's murderous intent and power. This murderous intent and power are stored in the orifice in your body and will not disappear for no reason, and will explode one day."

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

These words are about the secret of Emperor Yuanwu's cultivation, and were said by a master like Yan Ying. If his tone is so certain, there will be no deviation.

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

In his eyes, Emperor Han Chen and Yan Ying could not be his opponent, but he could not continue to entangle with these two people.

“It’s over.”

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.

While he lifted the sword, everyone present understood that the time for a complete decision to win and lose was already here.

Countless bright beams of light fell from the sky beyond the reach of sight, and poured into his body continuously at a speed that exceeded the limit of consciousness of all practitioners. Emperor Yuanwu's body completely disappeared in the bright beam, but everyone could sense it, as if Emperor Yuanwu's body was constantly expanding and growing taller.

In everyone's perception, Emperor Yuanwu's body seemed to be taller than the sky, as high as the sky.

Emperor Han Chen understood that the last moment was coming, and he was not afraid at all, but instead felt a kind of pleasure in relief on his face.

He took a deep breath, and with the help of the pressure of the vital energy radiated from Emperor Yuanwu at this time, he gathered all the alchemy energy deep in his body.

Instead, his body shrank like shrivels, and the red light on the surface of his body continued to dissipate.

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

At this time, the light around Emperor Yuanwu was emitting a domineering aura of ghosts and gods. The power on the tip of a sword that pierced straight out of the bright light curtain had faintly exceeded the scope that all practitioners could understand at this time, and in their perception, they had approached the illusory way of heaven.

This sword was like the power of heaven, not something that could be stopped by human power. It was already very difficult to face it alone. However, Han Chendi's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his whole body directly hit the tip of the sword.

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

His eyebrows were frowned like swords.

He felt what Han Chendi wanted to do, but this was his most powerful moment. It was like an illusory sword force that was pushed by sentient beings, but even he himself could not have the power to change it.

He walked forward with a bright yellow sword that was not like the power of the world in his hand.

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

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

However, there was no elixir gushing out of these wounds on Emperor Han Chen's body.

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

His body was cut into countless pieces at this moment, and the last emperor of a dynasty disappeared completely in this world in just one minute of the breath.

However, a particularly fierce red elixir light hit the bright yellow sword tip and then exploded violently.

A loud bang exploded.

The world shook.

Everyone felt like a mountain was pressing over.

Several practitioners closest to this battle gushed out blood.

The red elixir fire rolled outwards, completely like a meteorite exploding. The dazzling firelight made many people cry in their eyes, but everyone forced their eyes to open, not wanting to miss any scene at this time.

Emperor Yuanwu only felt a huge peak pressing towards him, and the bright yellow sword in his hand was slightly dark.

However, when Emperor Han Chen came to welcome the sword, he felt that the other party wanted to completely burst out all the power of the Thieves' Heavenly Pill in this attack, so his mood was still absolutely calm. His breath was slightly shaken, and the long sword in his hand slashed forward with a more domineering aura.

The extremely domineering Dan Fire was cut smoothly, like two solid hemispheres, separated from both sides, and then turned into countless sputtering fire dragons.

At this moment, Yan Ying bent his left thumb slightly and picked it in the air.

An extremely cold black sword light suddenly appeared in the violent air.

This black sword light is like a broken string that flies from nowhere. The sword intent has no trace to follow, and it flies around from nowhere, accurately tangenting towards Emperor Yuanwu's eyes.

When facing his broken limb, Emperor Yuanwu never dodged at all, but at this time, Emperor Yuanwu suddenly closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.

A slight sound came from the corner of his left eyebrow.

The moment the black sword light came into contact with the corner of his left eyebrow, his body still seemed to have become an extremely empty world, and he wanted to accept the power of this black sword light. However, everyone could clearly see that a wisp of blood spilled out and a wound on his left eyebrow.

His left eyebrow was broken.

"There is no trace to be found..."

Emperor Chu and some of the old people present saw that Yan Ying's sword intent still came from that man. In the past, the master Yan Ying used that man as his only goal in his practice, and he did not know how much hard work he had made in his understanding of the man.

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

A black orchid blooms in Yan Ying's hands.

This black orchid was like life, and it emitted an extremely greedy aura towards the blood sprinkled from Emperor Yuanwu's eyebrows. However, in the next moment, the black orchid disappeared by itself and turned into several black auras, infiltrating the blood and the bright light that penetrated the body of Emperor Yuanwu.

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

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

However, Emperor Yuanwu only had a slightly shocked figure.

The bright yellow sword in his hand still slashed out.

The sword was completely sprinkled.

The air between him and Yan Ying twisted violently, and finally cracked with a crack, and everything was cut open.

Yan Ying's body movements completely paused.

He frowned slightly and calmly lowered his head.

Emperor Yuanwu has already collected his sword.

Countless bright lights falling from the sky began to disappear.

His body, which was so tall that it was as tall as the sky, was shrinking sharply.

There was no abnormality in front of Yan Ying's body.

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

Puff puff puff puff...

Countless dark and dark air flew out along this bright light.

It was like a piece of black water flowing on the transparent and smooth crystal mirror.

The dark and yin energy contains power like a mountain.

However, everyone felt that there was a more powerful and terrifying force flying in the world.

It was a sword light.

Someone turned his eyes to the mountain opposite Lushan, which Emperor Yuanwu faced.

Finally someone understood that a sword light slashed Yan Ying's body and forced out all the power in Yan Ying's body.

And now, this straight sword light is falling towards the opposite mountain.

The mountain opposite suddenly shook.

A circle of dust waves burst out near the top of the mountain.

In the next moment, countless broken sounds of Titicticaca sounded on the mountain.

Countless shattering sounds gathered into a terrifying roar.

Everyone was shocked.

Along the dust waves, the mountain was separated by two pieces. The mountain top weighing tens of thousands of pounds above slid down toward the rear, colliding with the mountain below, making a huge sound that everyone had never heard in their lifetime.

The cut mountain is smooth like a mirror.

The mountain was originally a little higher than Lushan, but now the part above Lushan was cut off by this sword, and the top of the mountain was smoother than any ground.

Huge waves of dust surged.

Without the obstacles from the mountain, strong winds surged from behind the mountain.

Through the smoke and dust that was blown thinner, the vision was no longer blocked.

Behind that mountain is a flat valley.

Through that valley, you can attack Chu, or go to Yan, or go to Qi.

The bright yellow long sword in Emperor Yuanwu's hand disappeared.
Chapter completed!