"The power of Emperor Wu cannot be desecrated. All spirits are only worthy of pilgrimage. Even if King Wu is named King, he must surrender to the emperor!"

King Yuwu looked at the sword emperor in the world with envy: "Although he is the King of Wu, he is just one word from the emperor, but he is separated by countless differences. His status and power are incomparable. The emperor is the heaven, the king is the earth, and the difference between heaven and earth!"

"Emperor, can you force my martial arts fortune? One day I will become the emperor and will destroy the sword sect of the Douwang. The sword sect will be silent in the north of Dayu Ding Realm!"

The boy who should have chosen to surrender in people's eyes did not bow his head, and the word begging for mercy did not spit out from his tightly pursed lips.

He is so stubborn! The Immortal Sword Saint Body has new blood marks, like sword shadows, appearing in the skin, interlaced in seven horizontal and eight vertical lines, forming many sword maps, and no one can see the complete human appearance.

Blood overflowed along the sword marks, dripping, shimmering crystal light gathered on the tip of the marks, ticking down, piercing through the ground under the boots, like a magic sword piercing through the earth.

The young man's blood also has divine nature, his cultivation has improved, his divine essence nourishes flesh and blood, and digs out the potential of blood. His blood has transformed. Not only is it a peerless magic medicine, but it is also enough to be comparable to the first-class magic pill! "This kid's martial arts foundation is too outrageous. As a descendant of the Golden Crow Emperor in Donghuang Mountain, I have no such luck. Blood refining it into medicine symbolizes the future of martial arts irresponsible. If it weren't for the Sword Emperor, I really had to believe that he was a god clan!"

Dong Huang was jealous and said: "The gods have such a martial arts foundation. A mortal actually has the martial arts foundation and fortune of the gods. It cannot be tolerated that death is his best destination."

"roar!"

Xiao Mo stood beside the boy, his body swelled up and expanded several times, with red eyes red and angry hair standing upside down, falling into a violent state, and released the shadow of the divine fist towards the sword emperor: "Don't hurt me...master!"

"Clam!"

The shadow of the divine fist contains the power of the earth and possesses the martial arts of fist that weakens the enemy's strength. However, when it falls into the body of the Sword Emperor, it is like a mud cow entering the sea. Instead, Xiao Mo is shocked like a thunder hammer, and he flips one after another, and cuts the passage through the sky and is hit far away.

"Xiao Nan!"

Yang Qianchan, they worked hard to carry the rules of the Sword Emperor, but they were suppressed and it was difficult to move. Just as they were worried about Xiao Mo, they saw the young man's body tremble violently, and blood gushed like a spring! For the sake of his battle favor, he wanted to be an enemy of the emperor and to blaspheme Emperor Wu with mortality! "He is bold!"

Jian Badao went through heaven to hell, and then to heaven, and his mood was ups and downs. He hated the young man who almost killed him. Seeing this scene, he was stunned.

"The young man is an ordinary person, why do he have a martial heart that dares to fight against the gods of the Nine Heavens, not afraid of the Emperor or the Heavenly Face?"

Is it that difficult for him to give up the ninth-grade god?

People were shocked by it: "Although the bloodline of the ninth-grade gods is good, they have the fate to possess it. Compared to their own martial life, there is nothing that cannot be given up. If they had kneeled down and surrendered to Emperor Wu."

"I have always had the courage."

Before the boy's eyes opened, a cold voice sounded: "Emperor Cangjian, you are the most courageless person I have ever seen. He is named Emperor, but he attacked the Wuzong realm. Have you ever thought about what to do if the way of heaven is wrong?"

"The way of heaven is wrong. What should we do? Is it possible that his identity may be reversed!"

Looking at the boy, he was like a Taoist blood man, unable to find the perfect part of his body, and became blurred in the superimposed sword marks.

The space behind him forms a picture of sword reincarnation. This reincarnation can completely bury him. When his body is completely covered by sword marks and completely turned into a bloody man, he will die! “The boy will never be able to reverse it!”

King Yuwu and others from Donghuang Mountain looked at Emperor Cangjian with his eyes slightly closed and said nothing, silently cheering himself up, but at this moment, thousands of thunder suddenly sounded in his ears: "What if I hurt me, the Doutianxing Sect, what if the emperor, the nine heavens and ten earths, there is no way for you Cang Songzi to live!"

"who!"

People's hearts were shaking violently: "Who else is going to descend to the Dayu Martial Realm today? Such a mighty person comes from the air, and he is so fast that he will not be discovered even when he comes to him!"

"What a strong divine soul!"

The stars were so bright that they pierced their eyes, and they could not see anything at all. Then they saw figures, flowing with unparalleled starlight, gathering into a star seal and storming the power of the Sword Emperor: "Get out of here!"

The star seal illuminates the nine heavens and gathers the towering Caoshan Mountain! “Caoshan Mountain!”

These two words are very unfamiliar to the people in the Dayu Ding Realm, but they are definitely not unfamiliar with Jian Badao. Their face suddenly changed: "How could they be, they came too, their power is so much stronger, the Emperor of Martial Arts!"

"This cannot be Emperor Wu!"

In the roaring roar, figures stepped on the earth in the qin radiance, and the gods and demons were rushing in the holy flames. The two sides of the gods and demons, one south and one north, were like two mountains releasing the roaring sky: "Get out!"

The land of Dayu shook like a scroll, turning into water waves. People were unable to stand firmly, and they also saw the shadow of the Sword Emperor who was struck by lightning. They actually retreated in the combined attack of this gathering force! He let out a slight eh: "You are obviously King Wu, no, King Wu is not, but the peerless Wuzong, why can you emit the power of the imperial way? Could it be that you are from the Godless clan!"

"How is the power of the emperor's way possible? The descendant has the support of Emperor Wu behind him. He is Xiao Nan's man. Is his identity really a god clan!"

Donghuangshan lost his composure again: "There are so many young helpers, all of them are extremely powerful, and their talented and powerful methods are far beyond ordinary warriors. Even if his identity is ordinary, he is the protagonist of heaven and earth!"

"The world is full of prosperity, and the protagonist will be born. It is extremely difficult to imagine the price of enemies with the protagonist. Compared to fighting against the gods, it is not easy to see!"

People were unable to calm down, and as the light gradually dissipated, it was Yang Qianchan and the others' exclaim: "Wei Scholar, Lao Si, you are all here!"

These people stood on the ground of Kunpeng Demon Division, with their faces, and were familiar to Xiao Nan, either, the micro-scholar of Doutian Star Sect, and the honest and straightforward Fatty Fourth Senior Brother who often smiled.

They, with the ancient ruins of Emperor Wu, returned, the surviving man from the Heavenly Fighting Heaven. They were the descendants of Lingwu who were rescued by Xiao Nan from the Lingwu Empire. At this moment, the young man gathered around him, looking at his blood and opening his eyes pale, and were both surprised and happy: "The Emperor is fine!"

"Emperor!"

This is the heartfelt voice of the Lingwu people. The young man saved them and inherited the mantle of Emperor Lingwu. Isn’t he the future Emperor Lingwu?

However, the ears of the middle-aged man fell into this place were thunderous: "Young man is actually the great emperor of this group of people!"

What kind of force does he control and what terrible person is standing behind him! “I’m fine.”

Xiao Nan smiled, a little lacking in energy. The power of the Sword Saint Body was circulating, and the scars healed quickly, but were broken by the sword power, and the recovery process was a bit slow.

But he just frowned slightly at the scholar Wei and said, "Senior Brother, it's great that I can see you again. The ancient Wu Emperor Wu Ruins we came together will go back together, but today, I'm afraid there will be some trouble."

"So quickly!"

The silver light in Weishu's arms swept past and jumped directly into Xiao Nan's arms. He looked at Weishu with a little vigilant, and saw him a little surprised: "Little Junior Brother, your ninth-grade god's bloodline is very fast, and he looks very similar to the fourth Junior Brother. He is really not a good person."

"Xiao Mo, it was when he arrived and he saved it in the sky, but he was very alert to his benefactor. It was interesting. The furry little guy was very loyal to his junior brother."

Weishu's words did not anger Senior Brother Jiao, but instead smiled honestly.

The shadow of gods and demons was still lingering around him. The ancient soul talent gathered his combat power to an extremely terrifying one, similar to enlarging it to twice, as if transforming his body into an ancient gods and demons weird! His smile was like a god and demon grinning on his fangs. Seeing the people in the Dayu Martial Arts World were frightened: "Is this guy, is he a human or a god and demon? He practices martial arts, it seems very single, but extremely domineering!"

"It's time, are you still in the mood to joke? Don't you feel that the Sword Emperor's anger is waiting for us?"

Yang Qianchan broke through the sword energy, hit wisps of sparks, splashed in the sky, and kept bursting out the sound of steel plates colliding, and then broke through the resistance and came to them.

The Xie Young Master and others followed the passage she made to successfully meet with them. They were all happy and under a slight pressure.

"Today they are fortunate to reunite. The strength of Weishushou and others seems to have grown in this world of experience and are as lucky as they are. Unfortunately, they have to face the wrath of Emperor Wu when they get together!"

"This is not a good situation!"

They thought, the sword emperor who was shocked over there cast a mountain-like power again, suppressing them as if they were pulled to the extreme and made a clanging sound, as if they would break in the next moment, and they also heard his cold voice: "It turns out that it was the intention of Emperor Wu."

"Although I don't know how you got this thread of Martial Emperor's intention and how you released it to the real one, but the cost of deceiving this emperor is to die. I can also refuse the ninth-grade god bloodline!"

A series of divine swords were generated out of thin air and gathered into the power of the sword sea. The Dayu Martial Arts suddenly became a sea of ​​swords. Under this sea of ​​swords, all spirits were dust. Even Senior Brother Jiao's power of gods and demons was shattered.

"This is the Sword Emperor!"

They didn't expect that the Sword Emperor's reaction was so fast that they would not give them any chance: "They did use the power of the emperor's will to simulate the image of the Martial Emperor and force Emperor Cang Jian to retreat. This Emperor's will is also obtained from experience, and they cannot really release the Martial Emperor's level combat power!"

Although their strength has increased, the gathering of Doutian Star Sect can also use the seal of Doutian Saint Temple to melt its strength and form an invincible fist, which is still not enough to fight against Emperor Wu! “Boom!”

The sword sea fell, but suddenly shattered. Bailuan flew out of the sword sea in the Dayu Martial Realm. A small, white feathers and black eyes shook their wings and smashed the sword sea! A sound seemed to be very far away, and seemed to be very close. The eyes burned by people's broken sword light were like a burning pain: "A generation of sword emperors, who have the face to attack the juniors of Wuzong, is not going to shatter the original magic shadow, and the emperor's foundation is killed by the deity, and then get out."
Chapter completed!