The Sword Dynasty - 211. Chapter 210

In the early years, Emperor Yuan Wu repaired the Pohuang Sword Sutra.

“Phoenix” is the legendary king and auspicious beast, and at the same time, it also possesses almost never-dead vitality in the legend.

The word “Baohuang” in the name of the Pohuang Sword Sutra means that even the “phoenix” can be killed with one sword. From this, one can imagine the destructive killing intent of such a sword sutra.

The sword power of this sword script is also exceptionally upright. Nowadays, many swordsmen in the Da Qin dynasty follow the pure and bright way, and to a large extent it is also the worship of the strongest emperor in the history of Da Qin.

It’s just that Emperor Yuanwu went into seclusion soon after he became the throne. No one has really seen him use swords for more than ten years. Therefore, after he broke through the eight realms, no one knows whether his major is still Pohuang Sword Sutra.

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A bright yellow long sword like jade appeared in the hands of Emperor Yuanwu.

Then he pierced the black pot that enveloped Yan Ying with an unusually simple straight sword.

This sword seems to be very ordinary. Most practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain did not even feel any strong fluctuations in the vitality of the world. However, the bodies of the highest cultivation level in the field were all shocked, and their hearts were shaken. .

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

Some soft noises were heard inexplicably in front of him.

It’s like someone throws a stone on a very high step, and it rolls down continuously on the steps.

He carried the pill fire sword with unimaginable power in his hand, and suddenly stopped a few feet in front of him.

In front of him, a bright barrier appeared, preventing him from moving forward.

A pill fire appeared in the air.

Then came the second and third… countless pill fires appeared in the air in front of him, like a wall, with countless red flowers blooming.

Many people on the top of Lushan Mountain felt the dense turbulence in the air. They knew that at the moment when the eyes could not tell, Emperor Han Chen did not stabbed a sword, but stabbed countless swords.

Only the body supported by the Heaven Pirate Pill could allow his meridians to withstand such a high-speed outbreak in such a short time.

However, Emperor Han Chen still failed to stop Emperor Yuan Wu’s sword.

The shining barrier that appeared in front of him was the sword light of the sword pierced by Emperor Yuan Wu.

“What kind of sword fight is this?”

Pieces of exclamation sounded at this time.

Up to this time, many people thoroughly saw that there were countless strands of different vitality flowing in the bright yellow long sword of Emperor Yuan Wu.

In the light barrier formed by his sword light, there are also countless strands of light with different brightness flashing.

These strong and weak vitality and light give people the feeling that they come from completely different practitioners, not even practitioners.

However, these vitality and light are all blended together and become the ultimate sword power of this sword.

The bright yellow long sword in Emperor Yuan Wu’s hand didn’t even slow down, the straight tip of the sword pierced the black pot that enveloped Yan Ying.

“Pill Fire Sword is not a real sword.”

While the sword pierced the black pot in his hand, Emperor Yuan Wu looked at Emperor Han Chen with some sympathy, and said: “The sword itself is a sharp object. Although other items are powerful, it does not have the piercing power of the sword itself. In ancient times, it was the first of thousands of weapons. Is that what other people can do?”

While speaking this sentence, there was a cracking sound on the black pot.

The bright yellow long sword in his hand pierced the black pot.

The black pot shattered, revealing Yan Ying’s figure.

The bright yellow sword continued to move forward and pierced Yan Ying’s body.

Except for Emperor Qi, almost all practitioners of the Daqi Dynasty saw Yan Ying for the first time, but everyone knew what Yan Ying meant for the Daqi Dynasty.

The moment this sword pierced Yan Ying’s body, there was a sorrow in the hearts of all Qi people present.

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

Therefore, there can be no second person in the world who can withstand the sword of Emperor Yuan Wu.

What’s more, the sword of Emperor Yuan Wu at this time was much stronger than the one that stabbed Emperor Han Chen before.

Yan Ying’s body flew out backwards.

The bright yellow sword separated from his body, making countless noisy and unpleasant sounds.

I don’t know if this sound is caused by the countless strengths of strength in the bright yellow long sword, or the friction between the body of the sword and Yan Ying’s body.

This sword pierced straight through Yan Ying’s heart vein, leaving a bowl-sized front and back transparent hole in Yan Ying’s heart vein.

No one can survive such an injury.

The sadness in the hearts of all Qi people is even stronger.

However, Yan Ying’s face was still calm, but he was still alive.

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Everyone’s breathing suddenly stopped, not because of unbelievable and nervousness, but because the air on the top of Lushan Mountain became very cold.

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

The emperor Yuan Wu’s eyes once again felt shocked.

The Heaven Thieves Pill was born, and it should be Emperor Han Chen that shocked him today, but in fact, from the shot to the present, it was this great master’s method that really caused his mood to fluctuate.

The extremely strong yin and cold aura originated from Yan Ying’s body.

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

The heart pulse disappeared completely under one sword, naturally there would be no more heartbeat in his body, and no blood flow would be possible.

At the same time, Yan Ying did not breathe.

His body exudes a chilling breath, and he seems to have become a legendary…undead zombie.

The Emperor Yuan Wu, who was a practitioner of the Eight Realms, naturally knew that it was absurd nonsense that the kind of people who really died and turned into so-called zombies after their minds dissipated.

As he retracted the sword in front of him, his brows slowly frowned, and his voice was slightly cold: “Unexpectedly, the Shanyin Sect had such a method. Unexpectedly, from the beginning, you never thought about living.”

Yan Ying’s voice sounded, and a thicker wind blew across the mountain: “I’m still alive now.”

Emperor Chu solemnly bowed and bowed to Yan Ying.

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

The dialogue between Emperor Yuan Wu and Yan Ying is also mysterious and difficult to understand. Most people on the top of Lushan Mountain can’t understand the meaning, but some people still understand the meaning.

Yan Ying is not a living thing in a strict sense at this time. Yin Qi in his body replaces the circulation of Qi and blood, and the whole body becomes a pure container, and it can make Yin Qi replace the circulation of Qi and blood, and can stimulate the true essence. Unusually firm, beyond the consciousness of fear of life and death.

But the spirit of the soul loses the nourishment of the body, this idea is like a touch of thought power stored in the flying sword of the cultivator. It can only be consumed without being supplemented, and no matter how powerful the idea is, it will eventually slowly dissipate.

Yan Ying naturally knew that he was not the opponent of Emperor Yuanwu, but he still showed hostility to Emperor Yuanwu.

From the moment he showed hostility to 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 the Yuan Wu Emperor in this battle.

Emperor Han Chen was difficult to be killed because of Heaven Stealing Pill.

Coupled with him, at this time Emperor Yuan Wu’s two opponents were all like immortal creatures endowed with many lives.

More and more people reacted.

All the practitioners of the Daqi dynasty who had reacted still sounded grief, but the grief at this time was a tragic voice.

Ever since the Great Qin Dynasty fought against the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, the Yuanwu Emperor has been extremely difficult to kill.

Because of him, there is always a group of strongest practitioners in the world.

However, those 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 raised her arm and slapped at Emperor Yuan Wu with her palm.

All the Yin Qi accumulated in his body burst out from his fingers.

Such an eruption of Yin Qi was enough to cause him to die directly, but now he no longer needs to consider his own body.

Emperor Yuan Wu swung his sword.

The bright yellow sword intersected Yan Ying’s palm.

Numerous breaths burst out from between the sword body and the palms of the fingers, shooting towards the surroundings, and the air was frozen in bunches, turning into gray-black icicles, falling to the ground and turning into strips of black smoke. It ignited upward, and then turned into a terrifying wind.

The unimaginable Jian Qi pierced Yan Ying’s palm.

Two of his fingers broke instantly, cracking all over his body, bursting everywhere in his body.

However, his eyes were more condensed.

Between his glance, his two severed fingers did not fall to the ground, but accelerated like a flying sword, piercing the eyes of Emperor Yuanwu.

This time, the unspeakable jade and stone were burned, and the unspeakable tragedy.