At this time, among all the practitioners around Lushan, except Huang Zhenwei, only Ding Ning and Mo Shoucheng knew the secret of Emperor Yuanwu. So when they saw Huang Zhenwei's elixir, they felt that countless huge and empty gullies in Emperor Yuanwu's body were instantly filled with a large amount of true energy, and even Pan Ruoye, who was beside Mo Shoucheng, felt the shock that was indescribable in words.

The strange redness on Emperor Chu's face quickly turned pale.

His lips were even more red, as if the redness on his face condensed between his lips.

With a painful light cough.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The shiny eyes of Emperor Qi and Emperor Yan also dimmed instantly.

Emperor Yuanwu became stronger again, and his body continued to grow in their perception, and he was as tall as the sky again.

Its mountain made a roar of shock and anger. It found that Ye Xinhe, who had been trapped, resolutely took the sword without caring about Song Chaosheng who was walking between the two mountains.

Some people advance, some people retreat, but advance and retreat are just for the best results.

With a loud bang, countless people's eardrums bleed, and they could not hear the sound for a moment.

An unimaginable lightning pillar that could be surrounded by at least dozens of people fell in the sky. The peach wood sword flowed upwards in this amazing lightning pillar, as if it was about to pierce a hole in the sky above the lightning.

"Come whenever you want, go whenever you want, is it that easy?"

Emperor Yuanwu's face was full of strong and confident expressions. He looked at the sword light with some sympathy, shook his head, and said.

His tone was like talking to a child.

One of the former heroes of Bashan Sword Field was like a panicked child in front of him at this moment.

His sword has been swung.

Song Chaosheng, who was walking between the two mountains in the air, also turned pale. He felt the sword of Emperor Yuanwu towards him, and a low voice roar squirted out of his mouth. Countless curved talisman lines suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

The true energy in his body rushed out and poured into these talisman lines, trying to interweave the most powerful tide he could use in his life to block Emperor Yuanwu's sword.

However, in this moment, his face became paler.

The bright yellow 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 any trace and cut into the huge lightning pillar.

A transparent chip-like sword light cut off the terrifying giant lightning pillar and accurately killed the sword light that was flying upwards.

Titicicticaca…

The giant lightning column made continuous cracking sounds like a solid crystal.

This amazing giant lightning pillar was like ice, shattering in an instant, turning into thousands of flying electric snakes in the air.

The transparent chip-like sword light was still extremely condensed and glued to the sword light. The picture at this moment made people feel that time stopped flowing.

As the lightning disappeared from the sword light, a yellow-brown wooden sword appeared.

Then the wooden sword seemed to shake in pain like emotion, and then began to break down piece by piece.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!…

There was continuous thunder in the sky.

Each piece of wood chip contains amazing pressure, and it flew out in the air for many miles, and then exploded violently.

The Peach God Sword is undoubtedly one of the best swords in Bashan Sword Field.

Ye Xinhe is undoubtedly one of the strongest great sword masters in the world at this time.

However, Emperor Yuanwu cut off the Peach God Sword with just one sword.

The Peach God Sword was broken, and the top of the mountain that flew out of the Peach God Sword was also shocked. Countless plants and trees were cut by sharp weapons and broke together.

A layer of blood mist suddenly sprinkled from the skin of a long-haired man wearing ordinary clothes and was originally floating in his shadow.

Kill Emperor Han Chen, kill Yan Ying, and then kill Tao Divine Sword again. All the practitioners present at the top of Lushan are hard to describe the momentum of Emperor Yuanwu that they felt at this time in words.

But a crazy roar rang out in the sky: "Yuanwu! You really think you are invincible in the world!"

A huge figure emitting scarlet flames rushed out of the mountain full of fishy smell and walked in the air.

With such anger, a long dark blue knife suddenly appeared in the sky behind Song Chaosheng.

In the sky, a giant mountain-like energy fell and hit the long sword.

The sword energy overflowed and turned into huge waves.

A huge dark blue wave appeared in the sky.

Song Chaosheng did not look back and felt the appearance of this huge wave. All the hesitation in his eyebrows turned into solemn and solemn.

The talisman thread intertwined in front of him rose up, and in the next moment, he slapped his full strength behind the dark blue wave that came first!

Another extremely dull and terrifying collision sounded in the air.

Under the striking of Song Chaosheng's wave, the huge dark blue wave in front did not accelerate, but instead stagnated strangely. In the next moment, there was a sniffle and a long dark blue knife inside was shot out and broke through the wave!

The long sword that was photographed seemed to perfectly condense the power of the two people. A straight light mark appeared in front of the blade, which did not look like the breath of the human world at all.

At the same time, Ye Xinhe, whose skin was covered with blood mist, let out another resolute roar, and his whole body also soared into the sky, emitting dazzling sword light, and exuding a breath of burning jade.

"Do you really think you are invincible?"

Guo Dong's roar was still echoing in the valley with a crazy roar. The overwhelming pressure of the sword light before it arrived had already made the true energy of many practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain unable to flow smoothly.

Although he shattered the Peach Divine Sword with one sword, everyone could be sure that Emperor Yuanwu was suffering a lot and could never be able to cut out the sword like that just now.

At this time, the three masters who came here obviously had completely put life and death aside. No matter how much stronger the power they could burst out after putting life and death aside, at least from Ye Xinhe's retreat just now and then, these three masters must have felt that sacrificing the lives of the three people, and they were very sure that they could kill Emperor Yuanwu.

However, there was no fear on Emperor Yuanwu's face.

He crossed his sword in front of him, narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword light, and said, "Wang Jingmeng is dead, Yan Xinlan is dead, Mobili is dead... So I am naturally invincible in the world."

These three names are the strongest people in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, and are all practitioners who have been ahead of him in their practice.

These three names are also completely erased by him and will never mention them on weekdays.

It was just that Yan Ying said before that he was afraid of the man's name, so he said it at this time to tell everyone his strength and fearlessness.

The sword light is in front, and the sword light transformed by Ye Xinhe is in back.

One sword and one sword burned the most dazzling light and murderous intent in the world of cultivators over the past ten years, attacking Yuanwu.

At the same time, almost all the wild peach trees on the mountains outside Lushan were blooming and blooming, with the deep redness of the mountain.

In the murderous sky, there was another quiet white cloud.

The mountains are blooming, so naturally Li Qinghou, the great master of the real princes of Daqi.

The Taoist scimitar was naturally the nameless Taoist scribe who had retreated to the mountain by himself.

At this time, these two people completely showed their cultivation and did not show their power or stop the sword. The purpose was to show their existence, shock and restrain the people on the mountain who wanted to help Emperor Yuanwu.

These are all great masters far beyond the other seven realms in the world. Now these great masters are about to die in Emperor Yuanwu.

On the hill where Ding Ning was located, Mo Shoucheng also took action at this time.

The true energy in Mo Shoucheng's body instantly surged out of his body, but it was not violent at all. It all turned into a faint and extremely high-end aura, like water vapor evaporating between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ding Ning looked at Mo Shoucheng's back and felt the urge to take action.

He wants to change the result here.

Perhaps killing Mo Shoucheng at this time may change the result here.

But Mo Shoucheng was also surrounded by Pan Ruoye.

If his cultivation level had reached the fifth level at this time, Pan Ruoye, who had almost no true energy in his body, would definitely not be able to stop him from killing Mo Shoucheng.

But his cultivation level was not enough at this time... Pan Ruoye could easily kill him.

The best time comes, but his cultivation level is two levels away... This is fate.

He looked at all the pictures in front of him coldly, unable to breathe, and had no time to breathe.

Ye Xinhe's sword light flew past the sky above Guo Dongjiang and Song Chaosheng, and suddenly changed.

The sword light condensed, and suddenly fell like a broken meteor light.

Everyone's heart fell.

Guo Dongjiang trembled in anger and screamed wildly. His palms were holding the sky, slapped at Ye Xinhe's body regardless of the sword light.

With a "click", the sword light slashed through his body, causing his body to make a sound of dead branches cut off.

His palms could not touch Ye Xinhe's body, but there was also a palm print on Ye Xinhe's chest and one side of his face. With a muffled shout, Ye Xinhe's body fell like a meteorite behind him.

Song Chaosheng also roared angrily.

This killing game itself is Ye Xinhe's rise, and Ye Xinhe secretly planned to form such a killing game. It was not Ye Xinhe's invitation, and he and Guo Dongjiang might not appear here at all.

Without such a killing situation, how could Li Kuotian, Han Chendi, and Yan Ying die one after another?

At this time, Ye Xinhe, who launched such a killing game, betrayed all of them. How could he not be angry?

Amid his extremely angry roar, Emperor Yuanwu just sent out the sword in his hand very calmly and faced the sword light.

He just cared about this sword light and ignored everything else.

The white cloud in the sky is about to fall.
To be continued...