Chen Yuanjun got the "Tiantian Bead", and then he carefully observed the content carried in the bead.

From Junior Brother Xu Zang drawing the sword, to handing the sword, and then to shattering the sword, even though the picture is blurry, the overflowing sword intent can still be seen.

He tried to figure out that problem.

Why should a Nirvana who has just broken through the realm kill a "god" who transcends the limit?

This problem is originally unsolvable.

Until he saw this scene... he knew the answer.

There are always people in this world who can do "impossible".

And this is the meaning of the existence of genius.

He can't learn Xu Zang's sword intent now, and he will never learn it again in the future... This youngest junior brother in the general's mansion is full of swordsmanship talent.

That sword was filled with too much forbearance, anger, and hatred.

Xu Zang sacrificed everything before he condensed the sword.

He can't do it.

From the moment I practiced the sword, I was destined to be unable to do it.

This is why the prince gave him the Tongtian Pearl with confidence. Even if someone saw the scene of Xu Zang "killing the Emperor", he would never be able to imitate it... There is only one Xu Zang in this world, and now he is destroyed and has disappeared from the world.

But Chen Yuanjun saw "another method".

Xu Zang's sword is not just a sword.

It is a killer move that combines time, place, harmony, deliberateness, conspiracy, and conspiracy.

This sword is not just a "sword"... it can also be a knife, a punch, or a palm. As long as it appears when the opponent is most vulnerable and when he is least prepared, it can achieve the purpose of "killing".

This is the "method" that Chen Yuanjun saw.

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Baidi's palm and long sword slashed across.

The crazy blood boiled in Chen Yuanjun's body.

When the first sword was slashed, the second continuous sword shadows floated up and fell down violently, turning into a blazing rainbow with lightning splashing everywhere. The speed of the second sword was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, like a phantom, slashing in the void, and the place where it was slashed was exactly the same as the first sword.

Because of the speed, two blazing sword lights seemed to be pulled out and chopped down at the same time!

A golden blood thread flew out in the palm of Baidi's palm.

Chen Yuanjun roared and cut out the third knife.

The sword roared and was crushed by a huge weight. When the third knife was cut down, the long sword's body had broken and exploded in the air.

The palm of Baidi exploded with the ancient sword.

The blood mist roared.

The snow-white robe flutters.

Baidi pulled back the "palm", and his back broke through the blood mist. He stared at his empty right cuff, his expression gloomy and calm, and there was an incredible touch in the deepest part of his eyes... How did this human nirvana called "Chen Yuan" just do it?

Even if this kind of treasure weapon explodes, it will not hurt itself.

He actually cut one hand?

What makes people feel terrifying is the emperor of the demon clan. His expression did not show any pain from beginning to end. He fell dozens of feet away. The big robe flew and danced wildly in the wind and snow. After the settlement, he looked at his empty cuffs. The dancing wind and snow swarmed up, and the blood was frozen. All the injuries returned to zero in the "dead silence"... Just like "Surf Bird Void Flame" can burn everything, and the extreme cold can freeze everything.

The "hand" he lost was not reshaped directly with extremely majestic vitality like Taizong of Tiandu Imperial City. Instead, it was covered with wind and snow and frozen into a snow-white patch, and then the ice chips were broken, and a "palm" that was purely as white jade was peeled off from it. This palm was three or four times larger than before, and it was more like the sharp claw of some kind of monster.

Chen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes, his lips were dry, and his hands were holding an empty hilt of the knife. The blade had already shattered and blew away in the wind and snow.

He stared at Baidi's big sleeve.

That "claw" looks like... a real dragon?

What exactly happened to the retreat of this emperor of the Eastern Demon Realm?

The "red candle" sways in the violent tide.

Chu Xiao's figure was once pressed to the ground by Baidi. She struggled to hold the red umbrella. The edge of the umbrella was spinning rapidly and constantly unloading its strength. Finally, at the moment when Baidi withdraws its strength, the offense and defense exploded, and the Lord of Zishan Mountain closed the tip of the umbrella and poked it out heavily.

Dozens of feet away, a black and white sword energy flashed by, bursting out with a "sharp" explosion.

Bai Di, who was leaning over his cheek, narrowed his eyes.

The sword energy swept through the back skull and crashed into the distance. Finally, it detonated on a small hill, directly razing the hill to the ground.

Slowly turn around.

A narrow hole slowly cracked on his cheek, and red blood flowed out.

"Purple Mountain Life and Death Technique...but Er." He chuckled softly, "You seem to have not made much progress over the years."

Chu Xiao's expression was cold.

Baidi looked at Chen Yuanjun and whispered: "You are not bad, but it's a pity that you have no hope of reaching Pei Min's realm in this life."

Chen Yuanjun was indifferent.

Baidi said lightly: "If only these techniques are there... then please let two of you die together in Tianhai Tower with the Iron Cavalry in the North."

He looked indifferent and looked into the distance.

But the snow-white jade tower hanging above my head was no longer peaceful. After a slight tremor, one after another of light fires rang out of the single room of the attic in the Tianhai Tower. These fires gathered from all directions, flew out of the "windowsill" of the pavilion, and then came to the Baidi without dispersing, turning into a faint light fire.

Baidi raised his intact left hand and gently lifted the "light".

He blew a breath.

So the condensed light of the Tianhai Tower suddenly swept away-

A light goes out.

The vitality of thousands of miles disappears.

The light between the heaven and earth dissipated.

Chu Xiao's pupils contracted, and she could feel the balance of life and death in her body. After the light went out, it began to "pour" and above her head, an extremely powerful pressure spread out-

Chen Yuanjun's expression was also gloomy.

"This is..." He raised his palm, and the patterns of wildfire burning in his palm were dimmed at this moment, and the light and fire were still there, but the vitality began to disappear.

There is the sky above the Tianhai Tower.

There is a cage downstairs of Tianhai.

"He wants to refine the creatures in this 'melting furnace'?" Chu Xiao's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly realized what the man opposite was going to do... the spread of the power of Tianhailou and the "arrogant move" that shrouded the iron cavalry in the northern border.

This war is not a war between the Eastern Demon Realm and the Iron Cavalry in the North.

Baidi calmly let go of "Ning Yi" and faced his two people calmly... He didn't even care about the other two Nirvana because he saw clearly the essence of this war from beginning to end.

This is his own war.

It was him... toward the immortal war.

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The long river of the road, golden thunder whistles.

Above the clouds, walking alone with a sword.

Xixue and the child, one left and one right, were surrounded by blazing lightning lights. The sword energy swept through the thunder tribulation, and there was still a sturdy light as thick as a snake falling on his body. He was dressed in a black shirt and was ragged, but Ning Yihun didn't care.

No pain.

There is no sadness either.

In the light of lightning, he walked to the clouds alone. The dome accumulated by thunder clouds was surrounded by golden thunder like a ladder, and the clouds and mist were broken. This golden avenue was a disaster step by step, and the divine pool was broken. Every step he took was blood.

Ning Yi's hair is scattered.

The blood at the corners of the lips had long dried up. Even the new word scrolls were in the battle against such heavenly tribulation, and there were signs of "exhaustion"... No one was eternal. There was a cycle of reincarnation in this world, a cycle of retribution, and a cycle of catastrophe power. The countless golden thunders were still accumulating, resisting the first path, the second path, the third path, the fourth path, until everything was over.

This is the thunder disaster that sends Ning Yi to the end.

Send him to where he should have gone... in the Imperial Glacier, he should die.

Now... the way of heaven comes to save him.

Standing in front of the golden thunder cloud.

Ning Yi smiled.

This is the highest position he can reach in the Tianhai Tower field.

He held the long sword and said, "I want to save me?"

A thick thunder dragon roared, and instantly, the pale white snow sword light was turned into two parts, turning into two pieces of white light that were thrown away and disappeared.
To be continued...