The Sword Dynasty

Yuan Wu's lips squeezed tightly, as thin as a blade, and deep in his eyes, a sudden flame burst into flames.

At that moment he felt angry, but then he was proud.

Anger comes from the familiar Yan Ying's breath.

Yan Ying, a practitioner of Qian Tomb Mountain, was originally a freak. He made the entire Qian Tomb Mountain into a mortal creature. He also gave him a heavy blow in the Lushan League, making him hard to recover from.

Yan Ying left a disciple, and now this method of Zheng Xiu is obviously also passed down by that disciple.

The methods of Donghu's ascetic monk, Zhao Jianlu's natal sword, Qianyin Mountain's secret gods and ghosts secrets, and this golden phoenix clothes...It seems that all the powerful sects in this world, those powerful practitioners, have become his The enemy wants him to die.

Pride is also because of this.

Like Wang Jingmeng of the year, only the most spiritual practitioner in the world can become the enemy of the world.

"I don't know what you are struggling, I don't know what you are not reconciled, if you can be a wife, you will not fall into such a situation at all." When the flame of arrogance ignited in his eyes , He spoke.

In the moment when the first character sounded, a magnificent force had calmed down.

This force is like a huge invisible wall, which is no stranger to the practitioners of Changling.

The old man Mo Shoucheng, who was guarding the Changling Mausoleum on the turret, used this power more than once.

Today this power also comes from a distance.

At the corner of the port, many carriages were parked in the center of many palace practitioners.

There are many important court officials, as well as "Huang Zhenwei".

As expected by many people, Yuan Wu could not show Huang Zhenwei from the beginning of the battle.

Even if Huang Zhenwei was controlled by him to become a puppet, such things have long been circulating in the streets of Changling, but when the war is settled, when the Daqin army destroys the swallows, and the world will be expected, such things will be ignored or even ignored. Forgotten.

But if Huang Zhenwei, who has become a puppet, appears under his control at this time, it will be very different.

The strong visual impact will make most of the people present feel that Yuan Wu is too cruel.

Just not letting Huang Zhenwei appear does not mean that he cannot borrow Huang Zhenwei's power.

This majestic force like an invisible wall came from the dead carriage.

A loud noise.

The cold flame piercing Yuanwu's throat slammed into the invisible wall.

The violent collision of the vitality engulfed, and there were bursts of bursts in the void, like lightning.

Yuan Wu's hand was handed out faster than lightning.

A bright yellow sword light is like a meteor, generated in mid-air, breaking through the boundaries of time and space, with a terrifying howling, instantly hit the sudden Zheng sleeve.

Zheng Xiu's body trembled violently, and she forcibly closed her sword and thrust it upward.

Snapped!

There was another bang in the air that made the teeth sour.

A scorched smell rushed into the nasal cavity, making people feel very uncomfortable.

A slight cracking sound was masked by the impact.

The hand of Zheng Xiu holding the sword dropped down in a strange manner.

Her right hand was shocked by Yuan Wu's sword.

Yuan Wu's voice continued to pass into her pinna.

Up to this point, Yuan Wu's sentence had not been finished.

The broken arm does not mean that the powerful impact is gone.

Her body fell sharply to the surface.

At the same time her feet fell on the water surface, the water surface below was already exploded by powerful forces, turning into a crystal mist.

These aerosols rushed on her like incredibly fine emery, causing numerous tiny holes in her skin, and black blood mist burst out inside her.

"What else do you have?"

Yuan Wu received the sword, looked at her, and then said.

She was so miserable, even if she borrowed the power of those great masters in this world.

In his view, this battle should be over.

However, at this moment, his eyebrows were suddenly raised, some puzzled, some inexplicable heart palpitations.

...

For Zheng Xiu, life and death are naturally out of date, but the painful feeling cannot disappear.

Zheng Xiu at this time should be extremely painful, but the look in her eyes was still indifferent, nothing changed at all.

Her left hand caught the little sword in her right, and looked up at Yuan Wu.

There was a terrible sound in her body, like the roar of rivers and rivers breaking up.

The true element in her body sprang up unreservedly and poured into the little sword in her left hand.

Such a horrible speed of instilling the true element makes the strongest sword of Zhao Jianlu nearly reach the limit of bearing, and the sword tire of the entire sword shakes uncontrollably from inside to outside.

Yuan Wu took a deep breath.

His perception is sharper than all practitioners present.

He was keenly aware of a killing opportunity that came earlier than the power of this sword.

There was suddenly a lot of invisible starlight in this world.

These starlights flew across his sky like fireflies that suddenly appeared in the summer.

This starlight comes from the starry sky outside this heaven and earth, and it can only be induced by Zheng Xiu's true element.

Such starlight has no cohesion, and it is logically indistinguishable from those naturally falling sunlight, and has no lethality.

However, when such a starlight appeared in his perception, among the real elements and qi and blood in his body, suddenly there were many vital energies that he could not even feel at all.

Numerous such stars appeared in Qi and Blood within his body.

Such starlight is not under his control at all, and it also flutters disorderly in his body, even flying out of his body.

He was taking a deep breath because of inexplicable heart palpitations.

At this time he unconsciously breathed suddenly, feeling abnormally uncomfortable.

This kind of gas that is not under his control naturally occurs, and it is no different from the sudden poison in the body of ordinary people.

"Linglianzi!"

It was only at this moment that he understood where this starlight came from.

When he officially ascended the throne and became Emperor Yuanwu of the Great Qin Dynasty, Zheng Xiu used the spiritual veins of the Changling Mausoleum to arrange the Lingquan Pond, and then began to cultivate Linglian.

Linglian absorbs spiritual energy and gathers the essence of the world. It is the most powerful healing holy thing in the world.

However, it wasn't until this moment that a neglected picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

There is a peculiar patio on the Lingquan pond.

The night's starlight was refracted through the well, and countless blurred lights fell in the Lingquan pond.

"It turns out that from that time on, this spirit lotus has grown...this spirit lotus already contains the poison you have hidden! It turns out that this is the real most vicious means, your spirit lotus seed, from the beginning Ready to use against me!"

Yuan Wu laughed, and laughed sadly.