The Sword Dynasty

Chapter 209

The white Liuyan came to the top of Lushan Mountain with a cold atmosphere, and Lushan, which was burned by Han Chendi's Danhuo sword, suddenly became cold.

Everyone feels very comfortable.

At the same time, everyone felt extremely uncomfortable.

Comfort comes from the perception of the body's own surface, but discomfort comes from deep inside.

Everyone knows that this is the Xinghuo Huiwei sword of the Bashan Sword Field. In the battle between the Great Qin Dynasty and the Han, Zhao, and Wei dynasties, many powerful practitioners were the Xinghuo Huiwei swords who died in the current Great Qin Empress Zheng Xiu. under.

This Xinghuo Huiwei Sword is extremely fast, and its star power is different from ordinary heaven and earth. It is difficult for practitioners to resist with ordinary heaven and earth vitality. The most critical factor is that Zheng Xiu’s display of this star fire and tail sword can be separated by the pole. The long distance makes it difficult for everyone on the battlefield to discover her existence and the breath when she cast this sword.

She can initiate such a blow at any time when a powerful practitioner is the weakest.

So she will always be the deadliest sinister stinger on the battlefield.

However, now, Emperor Yuanwu who has cultivated to the eight realms, has also realized that Bashan Jianchang was only able to learn from Zheng Xiu before!

In any future confrontation with the Great Qin Dynasty, a more deadly sinister stinger will appear on the battlefield between the two armies!

Ding Ning originally closed his eyes, but he opened his eyes when the spark fell and had not appeared in the sight of everyone on the top of Lushan Mountain.

There was a faint white flame in his pupils, as if a layer of frost had formed.

At this time, above Lushan and the surrounding mountains, he alone knew the emperor Yuanwu's thoughts.

Although Xinghuo Huiwei Sword is powerful, it is not the best method for cracking the Grindstone Sword.

Nine dead silkworms are present, and the ownership of Changling is guessing that the man has left a heir.

Many practitioners in Changling and even other dynasties actually knew that Zheng Xiu used to be the lover of that man and the most powerful couple in Daqin.

At this moment, Emperor Yuanwu's mind, he must have suspected that the successor of the man was also around Lushan, and was watching this battle. He would even suspect that the grindstone sword tactic was passed by the person to Yan Ying. .

So he used Xinghuo Huiwei sword to get it right.

Ding Ning's eyes reflected the white flame, like frost forming, and a sneer that could not be seen by anyone else appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"You're really boring... using the Sparkle Huiwei sword to grind the sword, is it to show that you are intimate with Zheng Xiu, is it very affectionate? It's a pity that Yan Ying's grindstone sword is self-aware, and there are others what relationship?"

He sneered in his heart and said slowly.

...

Several faint white sparks stabbed accurately on the black light masses that circled around Emperor Yuanwu.

The dragon robe of Yuanwu Emperor had some inexplicable cracks.

In the next moment, his body exudes a very huge breath.

His body seemed to suddenly grow larger and incomparably larger.

Under the blow of Xinghuo Huiwei Sword, these five whirlpools of black light could not prevent the true element in his body from separating out. At this time, Emperor Yuanwu’s body became extremely huge. More and more unable to contend.

In everyone's perception, the five black light clusters no longer resembled five groups of grinding discs, but became five pitiful little beads.

Yan Ying is not alone.

When Emperor Yuanwu completely broke Yan Ying's millstone sword intention, Emperor Han Chen finally stepped out.

As he stepped out of this step, the ground and air in front of him completely burned into a red flame world.

His danhuo sword was wrapped with many small sparks that were usually invisible and strangely jumping, and appeared through the fire curtain before the emperor Yuanwu's face.

Emperor Yuanwu knew that this sword was probably the strongest force in the world except him.

His eyebrows raised, his left palm stretched out, blocking the sword.

At the same time, he pointed his right hand as a sword, puncturing a bright yellow jade-like sword light towards the front of the fire curtain.

He blocked the sword with his hand, and his face was so calm and cold that he didn't have the rest of his emotions, so full of a strange smell.

There was a loud bang.

A breath unique to the mortal creature poured out from the palm of Emperor Yuanwu.

A small rift was pierced in his palm, and a few drops of blood flew out.

The crimson red flame of fire rushed into his body along this wound.

Many people who can perceive this picture for the first time light up, but what makes these people breathe for a while is that the body of Emperor Yuanwu at this moment is completely an unimaginable huge container.

The billowing flame of Danhuo burst into the meridian of Emperor Yuanwu. The emperor Yuanwu only had a reddish face, but these swordfire of Qiu did not enter the depths of his body, and I wondered where he was going.

His body is stable to the extreme, and the true element output is also stable to the extreme.

The fire curtain in front of him was forced to roll out completely by a sword light pierced by his right hand. At this time, the bright yellow jade-like sword light pierced into Han Chendi's chest accurately. From Han Chen Emperor's back stabbed.

Emperor Han Chen groaned and swept backwards to exit.

Many people's faces were instantly gray, especially many practitioners of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Who can withstand the sword of Yuanwu Emperor?

In their view, Han Chendi would die in the next breath.

With a crackling sound, Emperor Han Chen's feet landed on the ground, and numerous cracks appeared on the hard mountain rocky ground, like a new knot cobweb.

But to everyone's shock, Emperor Han Chen did not die, and his breath did not weaken much.

There was no blood pouring out of the sword wound on his chest and back, only the billowing red danqi burst like a fountain.

The sword wound did not expand because of the spurt of dan qi, but contracted instead.

Emperor Yuanwu looked at his palm.

The wound on his palm was shrinking, but it was not as fast as Han Chendi's wound healing.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and more coldness appeared in his majestic eyes.

"Stealing Heavenly Pill is really the world's most powerful magic pill."

He raised his head again and looked at Han Chendi.

All the practitioners on the top of Lushan Mountain have now reflected that Han Chendi is not dead because the drug potency of Thief Tiandan is so amazing, the speed of the drug repairing Han Chendi's body exceeds the speed of his dying.

Emperor Han Chen at this time is probably the most terrifying existence of physical recovery ability in history.

However, the shrinking of the wound in the palm of Emperor Yuanwu shocked them even more.

The body of the Eight Realms... The body of the Eight Realms itself had such a terrible recovery ability!

When the Emperor Yuanwu spoke, his body did not stay still, but swayed strangely.

Between each shaking, there was a black light and a bright flame flashing around his body.

It was like a black shadow and a bright figure chasing, but neither side could actually touch each other.

When Emperor Yuanwu finished this sentence, he seemed to have won enough time.

Just as he looked up, a majestic force from the sky dome suddenly fell to the top of Lushan.

A piece of light, darkness and nothing.

Yan Ying's figure clearly appeared in the light.

A breath that was invincible to anyone on the field fell from above the sky dome and fell onto him.

Yan Ying's body kept ringing, and his body skin seemed to be squeezed by inexhaustible terrorist forces with countless plumes of black smoke, as if the whole person would burn completely.

Qi Di clenched his fists and couldn't help standing up.

But at this time, Yan Ying shook his head towards him.

Qi Di's breathing stopped, and he remembered what Yan Ying said to him at first.

Yan Ying let him watch the play well, let him be quiet and watch the play with nothing to do.

He lowered his eyelids and sat down.

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes narrowed slightly.

There was more and more black smoke rising from Yan Ying's body, but it did not fall apart. In a very short time, he formed a black pot around him, covering him.

A jar that looks like an ordinary black clay pot.

Emperor Yuanwu left his hand slightly open.

There was no huge breath passing through the air and turned into a giant symbol.

Another invincible breath from the sky dome fell on the black pot.

The surface of the black pot became brighter and brighter, and a bright flame appeared. This time it really burned.

However, the black pot did not burn or melt.

Under this kind of flame calcination, the surface of the black-matte tank has a ceramic-like luster, and even a bone-like luster.

The emperor Yan and several great Yan dynasty ministers also showed an unspeakable taste in their hearts.

It was such a black pot that forced the reign of the Dayan Dynasty.

Emperor Yuanwu's eyes appeared a truly amazing look.

This is a means he has never seen before, and there are some incomprehensible.

"Cathode Yangsheng, the transformation of Yin and Yang, the meaning of reincarnation of life and death."

However, after all, he was the strongest practitioner in the world at this time. It was only at the moment that he felt.

"Take me a sword."

He made a noise, then extended his right hand.

This is the first time since the battle that he has really made a sword.

Out your own sword.

"You really have repaired it."

At this moment, Ding Ning took a deep breath and said softly in his heart.