The imperial family of the Great Yuan Dynasty has been lucky for eight hundred years, mastered the thirteen states, tens of millions of territory, commanded all spirits, and had the ultimate honor. However, looking at the land of hundreds of countries, the status is very low. For a genius warrior like Xiao Nan, as long as he has time to grow, it is not invincible.

"Your eyes are full of ambition and confidence. You have to master this divine heaven, but it is unrealistic. Do you know how strong the Ninth Prince Yuanyi is, how strong the eldest prince is, and how strong the entire Yuan imperial family is. With you, you can't shake it!"

Huang Wanjian swept away the embarrassment brought by the young man as if he had climbed the martial tower and side by side with him. His martial eyes regained confidence, as if he saw through the young man, and there was a faint sarcasm at the corner of his lips: "You, you can't even defeat me."

"This is the sword body of a divine weapon. Each divine weapon strengthens one hundredth of my force, builds the foundation with the Heavenly Level Washing Orb Cleansing Technique, and builds the foundation with the ninth level of Washing Orb Cleansing Orb, and opens the eighty-one star orbs, and easily achieves 1,134 dragon powers, but the Yuanyi is stronger than me."

The sword body of Huang Wanjian's divine weapon suddenly lit up eighty-one star orifice lights. Under the heavenly level orifice cleaning technique, the dragon power intertwined a terrifying magical weapon, releasing extremely sharp pressure and rolling towards Xiao Nan.

"Boom!" Xiao Nan was under this pressure, his spine was slightly bent, and his footsteps couldn't help but move back. However, the power from Huang Wanjian became stronger and stronger. There were actually magical sword shadows behind him. One more, and it was a little stronger: "Why do you think you can defeat destiny?"

Xiao Nan began to retreat!

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

He seemed to be Qingzhu, who was constantly bent by the wind and snow. Every time he took a step, his spine bent slightly, and his knees became closer to the ground. Huang Wanjian asked him to kneel down...

Until seven divine weapons floated behind Huang Wanjian, the combat power of the divine weapon sword body increased by 70%, forming a terrifying aura of the divine weapon. The golden light lingered around the gods like the gods. The magic weapons of the Wuta trembled and pointed slightly at him, like Wanjian Chaozong!

"This is the gap, the gap in realm, the gap in fate, the gap in strength, why don't you accept your fate, why don't you surrender? You and I cooperate, there is no need to be like this, why should you be obsessed with it?"

Huang Wanjian looked down on his might and his body trembled slightly, and he raised his head with difficulty, like a young man fighting against fate, like a god king looking down at the humblest mortal world. He is destiny, and the young man is just a piece of grass, so he should not be enemies with him.

"Nine Masters of the Imperial Capital!" The practitioners of the Thirteen Prefectures of the Great Yuan worshipped them, and warriors worshiped strong people, especially geniuses, who respected geniuses more powerful than themselves!

Huang Wanjian is undoubtedly a top genius in Dayuan, but he actually said that he was not as good as the Ninth Prince Yuanyi!

Yuanyi is one of the youngest royal veins in the Great Yuan imperial family. He is no older than Yuan Wu and Yuan Xuan, the second generation of the Emperor's meridian. However, his reputation is far above several princes and princes, and he firmly occupies the second place in the imperial capital.

First, the dragon saw the head but not the tail, and only knew that he was born with a saint. He was the disciple Mo Sheng, the director of the Martial Arts Holy Academy, and was the next candidate for the national teacher who was designated internally. He traveled outside to practice. This year's Ten Thousand Palaces Competition should appear.

Therefore, the top genius of Dayuan still regards Yuanyi as the most respected person on the surface. Yuanyi not only has the noble title of Ninth Prince, but also has extraordinary martial arts strength, so that Huang Wanjian can willingly surrender and suppress Xiao Nan in his name.

"Xiao Nan, what should I do?" Luo Feixian looked at the young man who had taken a step back, and was suppressed by the sharp edge of the sword body of the divine weapon. His body was tightened until his muscles were shattered. The lines like diamonds were exposed, like a green bamboo that was about to crack and made a clanging sound!

The boy came from the south of the sky and never retreated all the way, like the rising sun warming, no matter how wind and rain were, he dared to move forward bravely.

They were silently excited, and the experienced practitioners in Yu Guangli looked very different, and they all had sarcasm, sympathy and contempt. The most hateful thing was that Huang Wanjian always looked up at the head and respected the gods to despise Xiao Nan, as if he had controlled his destiny.

"No!" The suppressed boy seemed to gather all his perseverance, stood up with difficulty as if he was carrying the God of Heaven and raised his head coldly.

This sound seemed to have used a lot of force, but it also seemed to touch the unyielding war soul. There was no divine light coming out of the body, the light reflected the dust, shattered and suppressed, forming an extremely sacred martial shadow.

"I will never cooperate with a scum like you. I will decide my destiny."

Wu Ying pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and couldn't see her face clearly. She was similar to the legendary Buddha and World Honored One hundred thousand years later, but she had no peace, only peerless majesty, and the four words "Immortality" that only he could understand were flashing on her palms.

The fifth level of immortal sword master shows his holy body!

"Ah, you..., why can you stop my divine weapon sword body's divine power?" Huang Wanjian widened his martial eyes in disbelief, feeling that the power of the divine weapon sword body had no effect on the young man. It could tear the sky and burn the sea to the sky, and the aura of the mountains was shattered like a clay cow into the sea.

The shock seemed to be contagious, alarming the entire martial arts tower's practitioners and breathing tightly; "So far, have you never seen the Immortal Sword Master body have such power. Is this really the Immortal Sword Master body?"

"What kind of monster is he?" Huang Xiang was originally proud of his brother Huang Wanjian, but at this moment, he could only curse the young man's fortune by slandering his fists. The sky seemed to be extremely favoring this waste in Tiannan.

Zhu Jiu, demon king Yan, Bei Zheng and other geniuses smiled bitterly: "They call themselves monsters, but today they know that they are not qualified to be comparable to real monsters. Perhaps only geniuses from the land of hundreds of countries can be compared to this monster in the south, except for the rare great Yuan Jiujie like Yuanwu and Huang Wanjian."

"You regard Yuanyi as the destiny of heaven, and tell me as the dust, and say I am not as good as you, and even worse than Yuanyi. However, I will tell you today that the destiny of heaven is used to trample on it." Xiao Nan's martial eyes were blood red, and he stepped onto a higher level when everyone was not aware of it.

It was as if thunder struck everyone's hearts!

"Boom!" The young man actually came to a mysterious low-grade fan artifact, triggering the seven martial arts of the fan artifact, and shattered like dust in the sound of cracking sound, grasping it in one hand, and then taking a new step.

One step, two steps, three steps...

It is like a sacred climbing up step by step. Wherever you pass, there are crazy subduing artifacts. None of the artifacts can resist nine breaths too much, whether it is the five martial arts intentions, the six martial arts intentions, or even the nine and eleven.

"How is this possible!" Huang Wanjian said in shock, everyone was shocked.

Those who step onto the Martial Tower know that the more you climb up the Martial Tower, the greater the pressure, and the stronger the level of the magical weapon's martial arts will. However, the young man was like a bamboo shoot, and in a blink of an eye he threw Huang Wanjian behind him, forming a silent contrast.

"You claim to be the heaven, and tell me that my dust, my dust is now standing in your heaven, as high as the sacred. You despise the weak and will destiny. My despicable fate is stronger than your destiny, how does it feel?"

The cold voice came from the sky like a god, revealing the sacred sacredness, which made Huang Wanjian suddenly embarrassed, but the young man's sarcasm raised on the martial arts tower: "If you don't cooperate with you, you will fall down and there is no strong pattern, right?"

Huang Wanjian bit his lips and said nothing. The sword body of the divine weapon was a little unstable. He looked at Xiao Nan and seemed to be able to eat him: "Damn Tiannan's evil deed!"

He said this, but what he said when he was at the beginning was the upper hand, but now the boy turned it back, and the original words were returned, like slaps one by one and the other, the face was swollen.

"Huang Wanjian is very uncomfortable. I'm afraid he is the only one who shoots himself in the foot." Everyone sighed. Who can imagine that the young man is so strong that he breaks through the divine power of Huang Wanjian and climbs up a higher martial tower to seize Musashi. Who can tell that he is not as good as Huang Wanjian?

"I don't need to share the martial tower with you. I'm willing, who can steal me? In terms of understanding martial arts, you are not as good as me. I want to subdue the magical artifacts, will there be no more than you, and no better than you?"

The young man never stopped his footsteps. Wherever he passed, all the martial arts of magical artifacts were shattered: "The only realm you can rely on, including your so-called destiny of heaven!"

"But sooner or later, I will surpass you."

"Do you still have to think of yourself?" Bang bang bang bang, the boy stepped onto the third floor in one step, which made Huang Wanjian's expression extremely bad, just like ten thousand needles stinging his heart, and his breathing burned his throat, as if he was about to faint.

From the second to third floors of the martial arts tower, the boy only took thirty-nine breaths. Even he couldn't do such speed and strength. He was indeed not qualified to be proud of his realm anymore.

"You are still qualified to say that Lingyan is dust and ants, and you are born with a low life. You should die, kill, and kill? You are not as good as me now. Are you also considered a dust ant? Weak?" The young man started to take another step.

The wind comes, and the tower stands tall.

But the boy had climbed to the fourth level, and he never stopped, like the supreme god king who would not stop at all.

Scenes fell into the eyes of the fairy Luo Feixian, and there was a hot pride: "If a young man doesn't sing, he will be shocking."

"This kid can really pretend to be a comparison, but I like it. It's so reasonable and affectionate, it's very good." Some of Du Wuxie's will in his heart was much stronger, and his eyes looked at Huang Wanjian became vicious.

His name is Poison Lord, but he is not only a poison control, but also a person who is at will and regards etiquette as a nonsense. As long as there is a reason to take action, he does not mind taking action at the younger generation. The reason now is to clear the obstacles in front of Xiao Nan.

"It's so insulting!"

Huang Wanjian gritted his teeth in hatred. He wanted to dismantle the young man's martial heart, but in the end he was dismantled. As the top genius warrior in the Yuan Dynasty, he actually walked around his words and was regarded as dust by Xiao Nan?

"Haha... do you think that a few words can destroy my martial spirit? Your martial spirit talent is indeed stronger than me, but a warrior is not just martial spirit, but only you can climb the martial arts tower?" Huang Wanjian's body moved directly.

The sword body of the divine weapon wrapped in an unparalleled will to chase him towards the third level.

"I will prove that I, Huang Wanjian, are the strongest. If you don't want to cooperate and divide the martial tower equally, then I will control it alone."

His speed was not slow either. Every step he fell, a magical shadow appeared at his feet. The divine weapons gathered like pilgrimage. Wu Yi collapsed one by one as he approached. When he passed, he was already actively floating behind him like a minister following the king. He was not inferior to Xiao Nan.

"You won't be satisfied." The only response to him was Xiao Nan's extremely firm will.
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