The Sword Dynasty - 213. Chapter 212

Emperor Yuan Wu stopped talking, his lips tightened, like two thin blades of swords.

However, Yan Ying did not stop there. He looked at Emperor Yuanwu and said: “But you are a human being, not a god. Although the’Yutian Golden Body’ is wonderful, it must also follow the rules of heaven and earth’s vitality. It seems to be nothing. To endure, after all, it will only open up a hole in your body to accommodate the opponent’s killing intent and power. This killing intent and power are stored in your body’s hole, and will not disappear for no reason. One day it will explode.”

The top of Lushan Mountain became more silent, and everyone’s eyes were extremely complicated.

These words were about the secrets of Emperor Yuan Wu’s cultivation base, and they were personally stated by a master like Yan Ying. The tone was so certain that there would be absolutely no deviation.

Emperor Yuan Wu’s eyes were also slightly narrowed, like two thin blades of swords.

Emperor Han Chen and Yan Ying naturally couldn’t be his opponents in his eyes, but he couldn’t endure with them endlessly.

“It’s over.”

He slowly said this sentence in his heart, and then raised the bright yellow long sword in his hand again.

For a powerful swordsman, sword intent is the best expression of his heart.

While he was carrying his sword, everyone present knew that the time had come for a complete separation of the winner and the loser.

Countless bright beams of light fell from the sky out of sight, and poured into his body at a speed that exceeded the limit of consciousness of all practitioners. The body of Emperor Yuan Wu completely disappeared in the bright beam, but all People can perceive it again, as if Emperor Yuanwu’s body was constantly expanding, becoming bigger and taller.

The body of Emperor Yuan Wu, in everyone’s perception, seemed to be as tall as the sky above the sky.

Emperor Han Chen understood that the last moment was coming, he didn’t have the slightest fear, on the contrary there was a kind of liberating joy on his face.

He took a deep breath and, with the help of the Yuan Wu Emperor’s vitality qi, gathered all the pill qi toward the depths of his body.

Instead, his body shrank as if shriveled, and the red light on the surface of his body continued to dissipate.

With a restrained aura, his body floated forward instead, drifting towards Emperor Yuan Wu in front of him.

At this time, the emperor Yuan Wu’s body exudes a spirit of overbearing in the light, and the power of a sword that pierces a bright light curtain has faintly exceeded what all practitioners can understand at this time. The category, in their perception, has approached a certain kind of illusory heaven.

This sword is completely like the power of heaven. It cannot be blocked by humans. It is already very difficult to face it. However, Emperor Han Chen has a strange light flashing in his eyes, and his whole body is directly towards the tip of the sword. Hit it.

Across the light curtain, Emperor Yuan Wu glanced at Emperor Han Chen.

His sword-like brows frowned.

He felt what Emperor Han Chen wanted to do, but it was his strongest moment at this time. It was so illusory, the momentum of a sword pushed by sentient beings, but even he himself could not have the power to change it.

With a bright yellow long sword in his hand that didn’t look like human power, he swung forward to his heart’s content.

A few feet from the tip of the sword, there were hundreds of cracks on the surface of Emperor Han Chen’s body.

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

In these wounds on Emperor Han Chen’s body, there was no pill qi gushing out.

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

At this moment, his body was cut into countless pieces and scattered. The last emperor of a dynasty disappeared completely in this world in just a fraction of a breath.

However, there was an extremely fierce red light, but it hit the bright yellow sword tip, and then exploded violently.

There was a loud explosion.

The world shook.

Everyone felt as if a mountain was pressing over.

Several practitioners closest to this battle place directly spewed out blood.

The scarlet red fire rolled outwards violently, exactly like a meteorite exploding. The dazzling fire light made many people burst into tears, but everyone forcibly kept their eyes open and didn’t want to miss it. Any picture.

Emperor Yuanwu only felt that a giant peak was pressing towards him, the bright yellow sword in his hand was dim.

However, when Emperor Han Chen greeted the sword, he felt that the other party was about to burst out all the power of the Heaven Stealing Pill after this strike, so his state of mind was still absolutely calm, and his body’s breath was slightly shaken. Instead, the long sword in his hand slashed forward with a more domineering momentum

The extraordinarily powerful pill fire was smoothly cut, like two solid hemispheres, separated from both sides of him, and then turned into countless sputtering fire dragons.

At this moment, Yan Ying’s left thumb was slightly bent, and she picked it up in the air.

In the violent air, an extremely cold black sword light suddenly appeared.

This black sword light was like a broken string that flew from nowhere, the sword intent was untracked, and it flew around from nowhere, cutting to the eyes of Emperor Yuanwu accurately.

Before facing his severed limb with a stab, Emperor Yuan Wu never evaded at all, but at this time Emperor Yuan Wu suddenly closed his eyes and bowed his head slightly.

A soft chirp sounded from the corner of his left eyebrow.

The moment the black sword light touched the corner of his left eyebrow, his body still seemed to have turned into an extremely empty world. He wanted to accept the power of this black sword light, but everyone could clearly see it. , A ray of blood spilled out, and an extra wound on his left eyebrow.

His left eyebrow broke.

“The heart is eloquent and there is no trace to be found…”

Emperor Chu and some old people present saw that Yan Ying’s sword intent still came from that person. In the past, the master Yan Ying used that person as the only goal of his cultivation. He didn’t know how much he had done in the way of that person’s enlightenment. Hard work.

At this moment, I didn’t know if Yan Ying wanted to deliberately anger or felt that this was the best way to confront the enemy in itself to use such a sword force. In such a short period of time, no one in the room could think about it.

A black orchid bloomed in Yan Ying’s hands.

Like life on this black orchid, it exudes an incomparably greedy aura against the blood sprinkled on Emperor Yuanwu’s brows, but in the next instant, this black orchid disappeared by itself and turned into several black airs. Qin into those blood, Qin into the bright brilliance of Yuanwu Emperor’s body.

No one could perceive what kind of method Yan Ying used at this time.

Many people looked at Emperor Yuan Wu with extremely expectant eyes, hoping to see Emperor Yuan Wu fall to the ground or retreat.

However, Emperor Yuanwu was only slightly shaken.

The bright yellow long sword in his hand was still cut out.

The sword is thoroughly dripping.

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

Yan Ying’s body movements stopped completely.

He frowned slightly and bowed his head calmly.

Emperor Yuan Wu has already taken the sword.

The countless bright lights falling in the sky began to fade.

He is extremely tall in everyone’s perception, and his body as tall as the sky is shrinking sharply.

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

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

Puff puff puff…

Countless dark clouds flew out along this bright light.

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

The dark gloom contained power like a mountain.

However, everyone felt that there was a more powerful and terrifying force flying between heaven and earth.

That is a sword of light.

Someone cast their gazes on the mountain opposite the Lushan Mountain, which was opposite the Emperor Yuanwu.

Someone finally understood that a sword light cut through Yan Ying’s body and forced out all the power in Yan Ying’s body.

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

The mountain on the opposite side shook suddenly.

A wave of dust burst out near the top of the mountain.

In the next instant, the sound of countless fragmentation sounded on the mountain.

Countless fragmented sounds converged into a terrifying roar.

Everyone was shocked.

Along a circle of dust waves, the mountain was divided into two parts, and the top of the mountain, which weighed tens of thousands of catties, slid towards the rear and collided with the mountain below, making a loud noise that no one had ever heard in their entire lives.

The cut mountain is as smooth as a mirror.

That mountain was originally a bit higher than Lushan, but now the part that is higher than Lushan is cut off by this sword, and the top of the mountain is smoother than any ground.

A huge dust wave surged.

Without the barrier of the mountain, a squally wind came from behind the mountain.

Through the smoke and dust that was being blown thinner and thinner, there was no longer a block in his sight.

Behind the mountain is a flat valley.

Through that river valley, you can attack Chu land, or walk towards Yan land, walk towards Qi land.

The bright yellow sword in the hands of Emperor Yuan Wu disappeared.

He looked down at Yan Ying, looked at everyone who was shocked and unspeakable, looked at the mountain that was flattened by his sword, and said, “The widow wants that mountain.”