Great Emperor Myriad

The white-clothed woman had a lofty posture. Although he knew that Zi Fenglie had died in the hands of Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, he still didn't show the slightest movement.

It seemed to her that Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian were like two ants, they could crush them to death at any time.

"Hahaha... It's really interesting! Zhao Ritian hasn't seen such an arrogant person for a long time, and a maid in the area is so arrogant? Brother Ling Xiao, don't rob me, I will teach this fairy how to Be a man!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he sneered.

He couldn't understand the attitude of the woman in white.

Just kidding, even Zi Fenglie, a strong Tianzun, died under Zhao Ritian's Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword. What kind of thing is this white-clothed woman, but the cultivation base of the Supreme Saint King realm, dare to be so arrogant?

"Then leave it to Brother Ritian! But Brother Ritian should do it lightly, don't beat this fairy to death, after all, we still have to find the whereabouts of that Highness through her!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

"Don't worry! I will be very pity for Xiangxiyu!"

Zhao Ritian said with a smile.

"Dare to speak up when you die?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed woman, and an extremely dangerous aura fluctuated from her body.

Zheng!

A clear sword sound rang, resounding through the sky, the ancient sword behind the white-clothed woman was unsheathed, and the sword aura spread across all directions, making her aura instantly fierce.

The whole body of the white-clothed woman exudes a wave of destruction, full of the meaning of destruction, as if to completely destroy the heavens and all realms.

She cultivated an extremely terrifying sword intent, and the ancient sword in her hand was a supreme treasure. She hadn't shot it yet, and there was a general trend of ruining the world and suppressing it mightily towards Zhao Ritian.

"I grant you death in the name of destroying the world!"

The voice of the woman in white is indifferent and arrogant, like a god above the nine heavens, trying to judge mortal sinners.

As her voice fell, a shock of thunder exploded in the void in an instant, and the ancient sword in his hand burst into brilliant light, suppressing Zhao Ritian mightily.

"It's such a powerful Destruction Sword, no wonder it is so arrogant, it really has arrogant capital!"

There was a hint of surprise in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Although this white-clothed woman is arrogant, her strength is indeed extremely terrifying. Ling Xiao has only seen such a pure destruction of kendo in one person.

Alone for defeat!

This white-clothed woman's sword came out like a star, and contained the sword intent of destroying the world. It turned out to be an extremely powerful inheritance, but in terms of strength, it was already comparable to a strong Tianzun!

Even Zi Fenglie couldn't have such a terrifying combat power.

A maid of that mysterious highness is so powerful, what realm should the cultivation of that highness have reached?

Emperor?

Ling Xiao vaguely felt that this trip to the wilderness might not be so smooth.

"Come well!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes were extremely bright, and there was an incomparably powerful fighting intent in his eyes. The fiery flames all over his body rose up, and he instantly rose up from the sky, and Hengkong punched the woman in white to greet him.

Chaos light rises, Zhao Ritian is wrapped in an incomparable fighting spirit, and the whole body seems to have a scene of the birth and death of hundreds of millions of worlds. He wants to break the world with one punch, and destroy all things with one punch, containing the invincible power to suppress the heavens.

Fist of the Emperor!

After a hundred years of absence, Ling Xiao discovered that Zhao Ritian had thoroughly understood the essence of the Emperor's Fist, and used the Emperor's Scripture to urge the Emperor's Fist, so that the emperor's peerless fist will once again explode in front of the world.

Rumble!

Zhao Ritian's Fist of the Emperor of Heaven contained unstoppable power, and the chaotic light around his body gushed out, causing the void to be distorted.

There was no way for the sky full of sword energy to be added to Zhao Ritian's body, and it began to twist like a storm.

Zhao Ritian rushed into the sky, and hit the ancient sword in the hands of the woman in white.

Zheng!

A strange sound wave rippled, and the ancient sword in the white-clothed woman's hand unexpectedly erupted like the sound of a dragon's chanting of swords, the emptiness in all directions was surging, and hundreds of millions of divine lights bloomed at the same time.

"Fist of the Emperor of Heaven, are you the son of the Emperor of Heaven in the God Realm?"

The white-clothed woman's eyes condensed, staring at Zhao Ritian.

"You have a vision! How about you take refuge in this seat? This seat still lacks a maid like you!"

Zhao Ritian smiled faintly.

"Huh! What about the Son of the Emperor? The Emperor of Heaven has been annihilated in the dust of the years, and the so-called Son of the Emperor is nothing but rubbish! The Lord of the future era, only His Royal Highness is qualified! Take you back, His Royal Highness will definitely very happy!"

The woman in white snorted coldly, her eyes filled with extremely cold killing intent.

The ancient sword in her hand burst out with brilliant light, and unexpectedly, there were mysterious Jidao Emperor's prestige gushing out of it, containing the supreme power of destroying the world.

The void all around shattered silently, forming a terrifying storm.

The white-clothed woman's aura was extremely fierce, containing the wave of destruction, holding a sword in an instant, and the sky of destruction storm surged towards Zhao Ritian.

"Jidao Emperor Soldier?"

There was a hint of surprise in Zhao Ritian's eyes. Until now, the woman in white completely activated the power of the ancient sword in her hand, and Zhao Ritian realized that the ancient sword turned out to be an imperial soldier.

At this moment, that ancient sword seemed to have completely revived, and the extremely terrifying emperor's might was sprayed out, the sword body completely turned into a dark color, and the destruction of the sword aura was like a storm, surging downward.

This maid actually had the Emperor Dao soldiers, which gave Zhao Ritian a deep understanding of the power of that highness.

boom!

Zhao Ritian no longer keeps his hands, the chaotic light all over his body rises, and the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword in his hand is completely recovered!

The power of the vast avenue surged, and a mysterious phantom of heaven and earth appeared in the endless chaotic energy, and it turned into a trembling sword light in an instant, going horizontally and horizontally, killing the woman in white.

Click!

The void seemed to be broken.

The collision of the two powerful Jidao emperor soldiers exploded with the power of destroying the sky and the earth, and the horrible sword aura intertwined, and in an instant flooded Zhao Ritian and the woman in white.

boom!boom!boom!

The speed of Zhao Ritian and the woman in white became extremely fast. The two people turned into two light groups, one gold and one black, and they collided constantly in the void. Each collision was like the falling of stars, erupting terrifying power fluctuations. .

Rao is an extremely powerful space barrier in the Secret Realm, but under the two Great Dao Emperor soldiers, they are also annihilated.

"No wonder this little girl is so arrogant, it turns out that she is holding the Jidao Emperor Soldier!"

Zhao Ritian sneered in his heart.

The strength of the white-clothed woman was originally extremely powerful, and she was suspected of possessing some kind of powerful inheritance, and coupled with this ultimate imperial soldier, her strength became more and more terrifying, even Zi Fenglie might not belong to the white-clothed woman. opponent.

Zhao Ritian also felt great pressure, but it also inspired a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

PS: There is only one update today, everyone rest early.

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