"Yo ho ho!"
Yan Wuse was excited.
Sure enough, pride is like a person who cannot give everything to others.
Yan Wuse was also more happy to see Mei Jiren burying himself in the inner island because he wanted to restrict his two angels of light.
In this way, all he has to face is the idle hatred in poor condition.
Even if he had the Ancestral Shadow Staff, this staff would not be able to cause direct damage!
Yan Wushe's understanding of these ten supernatural weapons is very sufficient.
This staff can strengthen the power of time, and under certain circumstances, it is indeed very powerful.
But the higher the intensity, the greater the restrictions, not to mention non-time attributes. For example, changing the time of the entire Void Island will inevitably cost a lot every time.
I have so much time to hate, how many more times can I take action?
While thinking, Mei Jiren raised his sword and rushed into the sky, while Yan Wuse lowered his head and flashed towards Kong Yuhen.
The two of them are like the waters of the Jingwei River, passing by each other but not disturbing each other.
"Kunyu hate——"
Yan Wuse roared with excitement, his face lost its shape and form in the flash of light and shadow.
However, at this time, Kong Yuhen made vulgar actions that were extremely inconsistent with his identity.
He stretched out his hand into the void in front of him, pulled out a large handful of holy medicine, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"this?"
Yan Wuse turned into an aurora and passed through Kong Yuhen's body almost at the same time, but at a certain moment, he noticed something was wrong.
Above the nine heavens, the Angel of the Moon and the Angel of the Star were not hindered at all, and successfully reached the high altitude, each raising their arms.
However, Mei Jiren, who was supposed to contain the Moon and Star Angels, stopped halfway, turned around, and the secret formation of the sword path disappeared under his feet.
"The sword technique of the heart, the gods and Buddhas under my eyes."
With a murmur, Taicheng Sword shook, and a ferocious sword elephant jumped out from behind Mei Jiren. The sword image at this time is extremely illusory and does not show a substantial form, because this sword focuses on the swordsmanship of the heart and no longer focuses on the spiritual thoughts.
As soon as the sword elephant appeared, Yan Wuse was forced out of the form of light. His expression flickered, and the ferocious devil flashed into his mind.
Sword Elephant broke into his spiritual world!
This is not strong.
The Wuyou Sword Style, which is also in the first realm, can break Yan Wushe, and the gods and Buddhas can also do it.
It's just that because the essence of the sword elephant is the power of penetrating spiritual thoughts, it requires a little more effort. But that's all, after all, Mei Jiren can't attack with all his strength!
Yan Wuse is also the master of everything in his conscious and spiritual state.
He even transformed into a god of light, looking down at the vicious sword elephant that jumped into his spiritual world.
I have to say, this is a very stupid move!
Other half-saints may be strong in spiritual skills, but have corresponding shortcomings in spirit and soul.
The Three Emperors won't.
The Three Emperors have no shortcomings!
"Lord of Spirits..."
On the sea of consciousness, Yan Wuse transformed into the spirit of light in his own world, spreading his arms high.
But when the voice fell, the spiritual world was in turmoil, and visions such as lightning disasters, volcanic eruptions, flash floods, and tsunamis occurred.
The full moon is in the sky, and Yin evil is its own thing.
A ninety-nine-story lone building was pulled up from the ground. On the top of the ancient building, there was a lonely black figure.
In the real world, the second real body stepped on the kendo disk in the distance, activated the unity of heaven and man, and reached the sky in one step and flashed in front of "Kong Yuhen".
In front of this deity's face, Yan Wucolor was forced out of his body by Mei Jiren's Sword Elephant.
A brief moment.
But here's your chance!
"The sword technique of the heart is all demonic."
After taking over the teacher's sword, the second true form of the brave and unafraid of death finished one sentence. Yan Wuse's spiritual world received a cold look from the shadow of Gulou, and the devilish energy burst out from his eyes.
A moment.
Still only a moment.
In less than half a breath, Yan Wuse adjusted his posture.
state.
It is impossible for the Three Emperors to go crazy!
The Three Emperors cannot be dominated by the will of others, or be suppressed by the inner demon level of their own will!
Nowadays, the gods and Buddhas are just a joke to those who are firm in the Tao.
When he opened his eyes, Mei was at the end of his rope and Xu Xiaoshou was at the end of his rope.
Yan Wuse had a sneer on his face.
He laughed at Mei Ji who didn't understand the difference between a half-saint and a half-saint, laughed at Xu Xiaoshou who dared to take action despite not knowing the heights of the world, and even laughed at Kongyu's hatred that he was so weak that he needed help from others, so he dared to take action against him.
If you look at it this way, maybe even the body of Kong Yuhen is just a semi-saint incarnation.
wrong!
The incarnation of a semi-saint is not so weak, right?
Even Xu Xiaoshou came over to help. Why did Kong Yu hate this and be so incompetent? Is he fake?
A certain possibility flashed through Yan Wuse's mind - only when someone was present, similar speculation could appear in Fang's mind at the Holy Temple.
"Meow~"
A cat's meow scratched Yan WuSe's thoughts and scratched his face. After opening his eyes, he didn't see Kong Yuhen's young face in front of him, but a...cat head that smelled vaguely of medicine?
After Yan Wuse's gaze was fixed, his pupils lost focus.
What did he see?
Three disgusting pupils!
From a cat...Hitomi Takaya? !
The three gray flowers quickly turned over and flowed into the pupils. Yan Wuse briefly lost consciousness and opened his lips and teeth:
"Meow~"
This sound contained holy power and spread almost throughout half of the Void Island.
The colorless old face turned red on the spot after calling.
A moment!
It’s still only a moment!
Even though he was controlled by the Sanyan Pupil and the Turning Mind Aperture, Yan Wuse's powerful soul power still broke free instantly.
On the contrary, the little white cat with the scent of medicine was so shocked by the backlash that he vomited blood and flew backwards, almost comatose.
"There is no time left to hate, and there is no room for stubborn resistance."
Before Yan Wise could finish his words, his thoughts were almost frozen, and at the same time, there was a tingling pain in his chest.
He saw the face of a young man with a distorted expression. It was clearly not Kong Yuhen's, but Xu Xiaoshou's?
Sure enough, it was Xu Xiaoshou!
So just now, I and No. 2 were restrained by this fake boy?
When was it replaced?
How could he have a semi-holy incarnation?
Or maybe this is the external incarnation inherited from the storyteller, but the external incarnation is clearly not this type of existence!
There was no time to think at all, Yan Wuse's consciousness was frozen.
He saw the right arm that had returned to Xu Xiaoshou's true form and was rounded like a blackened dead tree. The sleeves and robes turned into dead leaves in the air, and pieces flew away.
He saw the majestic energy condensed in the sleeveless red-scorched fist, compressed into a large mass, like the beginning of chaos, capable of opening up the power of heaven and earth.
Powerful, supreme, and unsolvable!
Yan Wuxi's scalp suddenly opened, and death came over him.
This is a punch that is enough to threaten the life of the semi-saint, and it is a punch that is enough to knock out his face!
Such a punch could be thrown by Kong Yuhen... no, by Xu Xiaoshou?
impossible!
Not to mention Xu Xiaoshou.
Even when the real hatred comes, it is impossible to condense such power with the ability to open up chaos under such short control - pure, ultimate, exhausting the power of the physical body, absolute output power!
"Die!"
A distorted roar exploded in my ears.
Yan Wuse wanted to dodge, but he had the speed of light. As long as his consciousness reacted quickly enough, he could dodge the attack no matter what.
Even though he encountered three consecutive waves of control.
But as soon as his body moved, the pain in his chest intensified, and time on the Void Island was frozen.
The picture transmitted by the Holy Thought was of Xu Xiaoshou holding nothingness with his left hand, but instead grabbing something and piercing himself.
The same as your own heart.
Yes, the Shadow Staff of the Ancestor of Time?
At this moment, time on the entire Void Island stopped due to Xu Xiaoshou's punch. Yan Wuse finally moved, with disbelief on his face.
Lights and shadows flickered in his mind, and the information Gou Wuyue had reported jumped out: there was a person in the Holy Slave who mastered a special spiritual skill that could blow his head off.
It's a bit like spiritual skills, but a bit different.
It is very powerful, but the source of the power is unknown.
Yan Wuse stopped thinking.
At the last moment, the name of the guy who had punched Gou Wuyue was resounding in his mind, and he also heard the laughter in the whole room.
And, at this moment, the roar from that name really came to my ears:
"Yan Moutou, take a punch from me!!!"
The chaotic light split through the Void Island.
In the Sin Palace, the energy rippled horizontally, distorting the space and turning the color of light into nothingness.
The great power that suddenly emerged from the nine heavens was, at this moment, even brighter and more dazzling than that light.
Even the so-called brightest "white" in the world has been suppressed.
"What's this?"
Heart-stopping fluctuations were generated at the same time in various Jedi places such as the Palace of Sin, the Forest of Miracles, and the Blood Realm.
The spiritual masters scattered all over the Void Island all raised their eyes to pay attention.
Zhandao and Taixu are already at the pinnacle of each realm, even on the Holy God Continent.
At this moment, everyone felt that they were as insignificant as ants.
At this point in the battle, those with sharp eyes have already used various methods to identify who is involved in the mixed fight above Void Island.
The Seven Swords Immortal Plum has arrived, the Divine Envoy No. 2, the King of Hell, Huangquan, the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, etc.
The most eye-catching thing among them is that after Wan Jing puts on his clothes, the three emperors' faces are as colorless as if they were descended from the gods.
Everyone was staring at Yan Wuse from afar, wanting to see when this soul-refining light would be able to clean up those "dark garbage".
Or maybe the boat capsizes in the gutter - but not many people have thought about this possibility.
Even though Seven Swords Fairy Mei has been conferred the title of Sword Saint, in today's era, his reputation is still not greater than that of the Three Emperors, who are full of gold.
Unexpectedly, in such a battle situation, a slightly unfamiliar young man suddenly ran out and burst into everyone's sight.
Sword Saint Mei is already supporting him?
His main output, one punch, hit the Three Emperor Yan Wucolor?
"boom!"
After the brilliance passed, the minds of the spiritual masters on Void Island all went blank for a brief period, perfectly responding to the vacuum created by that moment and that punch.
And when Yan Wuse's old face was severely deformed under a punch, the bones in his body crackled and shattered, his body turned into a stream of light and smashed through the space, falling straight from the sky, blasting through the back of Zuiyi Palace
Everyone is waking up from a dream!
"The Third Emperor was colorless and was beaten away by a boy?"
"How can this be?!"
Outside the Zuiyi Hall, Leng Qi, the leader of the Daxian Tian Sect, who had been away from the center of the battlefield for a long time, and Ming Yue, the master of the Guiyin Pavilion, looked at each other, looking at each other.
"He looks familiar?"
"No, absolutely not! It's impossible, absolutely impossible! Maybe, they just look a bit alike."
"Look, isn't Saint Slave Xu Xiaoshou also present, so the one who punched should be someone else?"
"Then have you seen his face? He no longer pretends..."
Beside the holy execution ground, the two Gu brothers were holding swords and carrying swords, looking into the distance with equally dull eyes.
"Elder brother, sir, Mr. Siren!"
"That's not important. What's important is the person next to him."
"Where's Chen, Brother Xu?"
"Yes, Xu Xiaoshou!"
"Isn't that right? The last time we saw Xu Xiaoshou was in the City Lord's Mansion when he was beating his junior brother, or was it in the White Cave or on the Lijian Grassland? He
, only innate? Grandmaster? "
"...I also forgot a little bit."
In the realm of extinct fire, after all, the two masters and disciples of the Jizhao lineage, who could no longer soak in the magma, sat slumped on the big rock and watched the battle.
The battle on Void Island, no matter how enjoyable it was, had nothing to do with the Holy Palace.
But suddenly, the face of the young man who raised his fist and tried to beat Yan Wuse changed, turning into a look that was very familiar to the two of them.
That boy, Xu Xiaoshou?
The person facing him was clearly Yan Wuse, who couldn't even be beaten away by his master's punch. Was he sent flying or disappeared by Xu Xiaoshou?
"Master!"
Bai Zian stood up in shock, his eyes were shocked and frightened.
This punch represents so many levels of meaning, perhaps even more explosive than the explosion of Void Island.
With just this punch, the Holy Palace Jinzhao lineage could no longer save Xu Xiaoshou.
Xu Xiaoshou will also be completely included in the belonging of the dark forces of the Saint Slaves - even if he is already a member of the Saint Slaves.
However, he had never really been in the sight of a big shot before, and there was a holy slave supporting him without sleeves. Before Xu Xiaoshou, there was room for change.
Now, there is a big shot, even his eyeballs were blown out by him!
room?
The land is gone!
"past."
"Master, we just came to the Yunlun Mountains to inspect the future disciples of the Holy Palace. You must not forget this."
"Don't worry, I will remember you, master."
"Then wait for me, Master, you are flying too fast!"
"Attention, passive value, +682."
"Being in awe, passive value, +793."
"Being suspicious, passive value, +1162."
The information bar couldn't stop popping up, and with a passive punch, Xu Xiaoshou completely entered the high-level circles of Holy God Continent.
Even Taixu is afraid, and even half-saints are frightened.
At this moment, Mei Jiren was holding the sword, almost grinning from ear to ear. While resisting the aftermath of the punch, she stared blankly at Xu Xiaoshou, who only had half of his arm left.
He even blinked hard, only to realize that all this was not fake.
Did my student really beat Yan Wuse away?
Or
"Are you really jealous?"
"Under suspicion, passive value, +1."
On the other side, Huang Quan and the Five Deceased Heavens and Humans also stopped moving.
Because No. 2 also stopped chasing at this time, turned his head with a shocked face, and looked at the battlefield elsewhere.
"Is there any spare time to hate?"
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
"Mr. Yan, were you beaten away?"
Visible to the naked eye, wisps of smoke floated from the sacred ring above No. 2's head. No one could not believe what he was seeing more than No. 2, because it had only been more than ten breaths since Yan Wuse asked him to hunt down the King of Hell.
They just broke up and had sex?
"When questioned, the passive value is +1."
However, even though everyone on the island was shocked that he had wiped out Yan Wushe with one punch, Xu Xiaoshou himself was also blown up to the point where only his right arm was left holding the Shizu Shadow Staff.
Perhaps, this right arm still relied on the power of the Shadow Staff of the Ancestor of Time to survive.
Xu Xiaoshou no longer knew. After throwing that punch, his mind went blank for a moment.
But when he came to his senses, he was not satisfied.
Very dissatisfied!
That was a passive punch with a charge value of 56.33%. How could it just knock someone away?
Not to mention that he is colorless, even a god who specializes in cultivating the physical body and claims to have mastered the secrets of lifting skills is here.
Head, they all have to bloom, right?
"Put your head back together and take another look."
The Second True Body Disappearance Technique came out after being silent for a while, stretched out his hand and created the Holy Five Finger Seed Technique.
A feast appeared behind Xu Xiaoshou's body, and with a "dong" sound, he swallowed it before the energy of the Holy Five Finger Seed Technique detonated.
"Transformation" is running like crazy.
With only one arm left, his body quickly repaired.
It wasn't until his head came back that Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have figured out how to exert his "perception".
He looked away.
A plume of smoke plowed through the sky, tearing from the northeast corner of the main hall of Sin to the extreme southwest.
The space and the principles of Tao are all broken!
This is the direction Yan Wuse will take after being beaten away!
Sin Yi Palace was too huge. After Xu Xiaoshou had recovered to about seventy-eight, Yan Wuse plowed through about 70% of Sin Yi Palace.
This speed has to be said to be extremely fast!
The walls of the labyrinth could not stop Yan WuSe, who had turned into a pile of mud, and even the major side halls in the Sin Palace, even with the blessing of barriers, could not stop him.
There was even a dark Void Attendant who was smashed through the chest by his distorted face without color, breaking through his defense.
Until Yan Moutou turned into a rotten flesh, he was completely plowed away from the scope of the Sin Palace, breaking the barrier, and then smashed into the main street of the Giant Kingdom. Then he passed through the ancient buildings from the street and blasted towards In the virgin forest on the outskirts, after a certain Suppression Monument was blown away.
"Rumble, rumble..."
The entire Sin Palace began to collapse and collapse.
Even though they were thousands of miles away, everyone on Void Island could see a huge mushroom cloud rising above the main hall.
The explosion of this main hall started from Zhenhuang Hall...
Later, due to various holy tribulations and imperial tribulations, even the dome was blasted through...
Now being plowed through by Yan Wuse, and having used up the power of the Passive Fist to open up the chaos, I finally couldn't hold it anymore...
Total collapse!
The majestic ancient palace is one of the nine great Jedi. At this time, even the palace guarding formation was destroyed after coming out, and it could not withstand Yan WuSe's penetration and was completely shattered!
Xu Xiaoshou narrowed his eyes, not giving up yet.
When he dodged away, "Perception" saw Yan Wuse, who was almost blown away from the True Huang Palace to another Jedi. After hitting the Suppression Monument at the end of the road, his whole body was shattered and turned into ashes. Even the color of the light was gone. When it is erased.
Xu Xiaoshou was satisfied.
Thanks to his teacher Mei Jiren, he had to play hard to get in this fight and take the lead in controlling and uncovering Yan Wuse's body, so that the passive fist had hope of hitting Yan Wuse.
Thanks to his master Sang Lao, who taught him how to use Yu Ling Drops in the Eighth Palace, Xu Xiaoshou knew how to use Yan Wise.
At that time, Mr. Sang said:
"Elemental bodies have three ways to die."
"The last way to die is by absolute power."
Xu Xiaoshou waved his right arm, feeling the tingling sensation brought by the new flesh and blood. After this punch, he finally affirmed his fighting power.
Hit.
Even half-saints have to kneel down and call grandpa.