"Xiao Kongtong of the Fairy City of the Moon, colluded with the Holy Slaves, and brought trouble to the City in the Sky. From now on, he will be included in the white-clothed execution list of the Holy Temple."
"The force that belongs to Shenyue Immortal City, located in the Sword God Heavenly Bazun Realm in the Eastern Region, will return to the control of the Holy Temple from now on."
"During Operation White Clothes, if any resisters are encountered, they will be suppressed first; those who remain stubborn will be killed without mercy."
"I have specially prepared this decree to announce it to the world."
When everyone on Void Island was still amazed that Xiao Kongtong killed the colorless semi-saint-like incarnation of the Three Emperors with one sword, a loud holy voice sounded in the sky.
Above the ruins of the Sin Palace, a black-red scroll spread out, magnified in everyone's sight, and almost filled the entire sky.
What is there is just a declarative description in ancient texts and does not have any power.
But even this kind of thing was announced using a semi-sage profound edict, so one can imagine the importance of the event and the far-reaching impact.
"Now that the semi-sage's profound edict has come out, the smile on Kongtong's face cannot be fake!"
"The Holy Temple's approach to certain things may not be enough to arouse widespread recognition in the spirit world, but on important occasions such as this and before important announcements, they will not jump to conclusions without evidence."
"Ah? Doesn't this mean that my senior brother has not run away? You are confused, my senior brother, how can you get involved!"
"It's too late for you to cry. Let's see who this semi-holy decree comes from. Maybe your senior brother will cease to exist soon."
"What's the meaning?"
"Fall!"
Along with the noisy discussion on Void Island, above the ruins of the Sin Palace, Yan Wuse squeezed his hand, and the semi-sacred decree in his palm turned into a point of light and merged with the way of heaven.
This brand is imprinted into the spirits of all the spiritual masters on Void Island. When they leave Void Island, they will naturally spread the word.
It's not that Yan Wuse is afraid, he just has a hand in everything.
——If he fails to kill Xiao Kongtong here and encounters some accident later.
When trees grow old, their beards hang down, and when people grow old, they become more refined.
Even if he has absolute confidence, Yan Wuse will not be as blind as Rao Yaoyao. His roots are always rooted in all directions.
"Holy resurrection."
A wrong fingertip, a snap of the fingers.
The holy power gathered on the head, and only the mouth appeared colorless. The upper half of the face, which had not yet been fully condensed, was also completely restored.
Until this point, without any external interference or hindrance. The Third Emperor's face was colorless and he returned to his peak state.
"Click!"
He turned his head and pinched his knuckles, and the bones all over his body crackled, like the first stretch of his body to welcome the morning light after a long sleep.
After lazing around, it’s time to get down to business.
"Interesting, interesting."
"A Xiao Kongtong who pretends to be the Eight Masters, Xu Xiaoshou who pretends to be Xiao Kongtong, a Meisi man who has his second number cut off, an immortal who is a deity with five declines... so many!"
"So many clowns!"
Yan WuSe counted on his fingers and found that he could not count all the "abnormalities" he had observed since he was suppressed.
And just these self-talks, after spreading, caused an uproar on Void Island.
"The Eighth Sword Immortal doesn't exist?"
"The five degenerations of heaven and humans with an immortal body?"
"Isn't this King of Hell a body of decay? He, he, he has two constitutions? Are they all five great bodies?"
"Did Mr. Yan make a mistake?"
"Impossible, Mr. Yan can't be wrong!"
"That's all of us, and they tricked us?"
Yu Lingdi also looked surprised.
But he moved very quickly, and after seeing that Yan Wuse had fully recovered, he immediately dodged away as if he wanted to leave the place.
"Mr. Yan, do I need to follow you..."
He had already unbound from the Gate of Dimensions, but before he finished speaking, Yan Wuse disappeared.
The afterimage in front of me disappeared, and in the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique,
Head, but a colorless figure flashed out.
"This speed..."
Everyone gasped.
Even the most proficient Taixu expert in escape techniques would have to spend a long time from the First Hall of Sin to the Fallen Abyss.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Wuse was almost teleporting, was it completed? Fall into the abyss.
Yan Wuhe spat, rubbed his hands together, and straightened his light blond hair from front to back, then raised his head with a half-smile.
"Ten breaths?"
There were wrinkles on his forehead, and his right eyebrow raised high, "You seem to be crazy after being incarnated with my thoughts?"
Xiao Kongtong's eyes were slightly condensed, his expression was solemn, and he did not answer.
The wild wind of the Fallen Abyss made his clothes rustle, and no one on the island came to see him. This scene made him feel lonely.
Xiao Kongtong is like an emotionless swordsman, holding his sword and waiting for his opponent's arrival alone.
And now, the other party arrived as promised.
"Then shall I start counting?"
Yan Wuse whistled and raised his first finger, "Sun Wheel." Or was it this trick?
Everyone was stunned before the Qianlijingjing surgery.
But before they started to question, everyone saw the light spots gathering behind Yan Wuse, and the thin sun disks gathered together at the same time.
In an instant, tens of thousands of blazing white sun appeared, almost blinding the eyes of all those watching the battle.
The intense light even caused the colorless body to lose all other colors, leaving only the blackness of the backlight.
Xiao Kongtong's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
He was still thinking of retorting.
Who would have thought that Yan Wuse's true body could summon tens of thousands of sun discs! He can cut off a single sun disc, but what about the tens of thousands of sun discs?
"Go ahead."
Yan Wuse didn't even make any unnecessary movements, and gave the order in a shallow voice.
The tens of thousands of sun discs summoned effortlessly rushed towards Xiao Kongtong at the same time.
Xiao Kongtong liberated the Wuxiang Sword Body almost at the same time.
His flesh and blood body instantly dispersed, and the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword in his hand danced from front to back, containing the meaning of four ounces of a thousand catties.
With the help of the power of "Diversion" in the Three Thousand Sword Dao, this sword diverted the tens of thousands of sun wheels containing terrifying energy to the back and then back to the front.
"Hidden Swordsmanship·Nawu Dao."
Xiao Kongtong did not return these tens of thousands of sun wheels to his body through his own way. Instead, when he opened his mouth and swallowed the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword into his body, he swallowed it into his belly along with the power of the sun disk.
"oh?"
The expression on Yan Wuse's face suddenly brightened.
However, after the phaseless sword body opposite him swallowed such majestic energy, it lost its form, leaving only the human figure outlined by the sword intention, sword energy, and sword thoughts, suddenly expanded.
The power of tens of thousands of sun wheels was restrained by the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword standing on the spine, as if it was hidden back in the scabbard.
after this……
"Infinite numbers·Kuan Yi Zhan!"
Xiao Kongtong opened his mouth and vomited, then stretched out his hand to pull out the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword from the sheath of the Wuxiang Sword Body.
The power of tens of thousands of sun wheels was digested in an instant and turned into tens of thousands of bright sword lights, slashing towards Yan Wuse.
"Yo ho ho?"
Yan Wuwei's eyebrows flew up.
He has learned about ancient swordsmanship, but there are too few people using Hidden Swordsmanship, and it is even rarer than the number of ancient swordsmen.
It is really unexpected that Xiao Kongtong can apply it to such a situation. But……
"That's it?"
The old and dishonest man let out a strange yin and yang sound, facing the light of tens of thousands of sword thoughts superimposed with the infinite power of the first realm of Nine Swordsmanship, Yan Wuse's body was shattered and exploded into spots.
"Whoosh!"
The endless sword light slashed towards the Thousand Mile Mirror Technique with great impact, as if it was about to fly out.
This gave people an infinite visual impact, frightening everyone to cover their eyes with blood and tears, and they all retreated, cursing.
But tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan", under the guidance of Xiao Kongtong,
The person who was killed was definitely not someone outside the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique, let alone Yan Wuse, but the Tao of this place. Just smelling the Rules of the Heaven and the Earth Rules, as if the foam phantom is beheaded.
Therein lies the Avenue of Light.
Cutting off the Avenue of Light was naturally to force Yan Wuse's figure out.
"have a thought."
Sure enough, as soon as the avenue was broken, Yan Wuse came back holding his chin. He had no place to hide.
But the tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan" circled in the void again, and they all slashed back to the direction of Xiao Kongtong.
Xiao Kongtong did not incorporate them into his body.
Instead, he activated Mo Jian Shu to guide them in a way that could control the torrent of sword energy.
"Qinghe Sword World."
With a command, tens of thousands of "Guanyizhan" who were supposed to return to their bodies gathered into a torrent of blue sword energy.
This sword combines the first realm of Nine Swordsmanship, Hidden Swordsmanship, and Mo Swordsmanship, and cuts into the colorless elemental body with real damage!
"Wow~"
Yan Wuse let out a strange scream, which really showed off.
For example, simply observing Yizhan does not pose a threat to his body. After tens of thousands of times of multiplied power, increased damage, and real damage, Guanyizhan was enough to make his heart beat slightly faster.
"Die Yue."
In an instant, he retreated ten miles, creating a safe distance for his life.
His face is colorless and he no longer laughs, his fingertips twist into flowers, and a thin silver moon condenses in front of him.
Dieyue, innate spiritual skills.
It can swallow up most energy attacks, and it can also swallow up all light abilities, turning it into Die Yue's own defense.
In Yan Wuse's eyes, spiritual skills have no level, only application.
At the moment, Disyue is the best spiritual skill that can consume the power of the sun and improve one's own quality.
And with the blessing of holy power, while resisting Guan Yizhan, he can use the increase in defense power to weaken Guan Yizhan's attack.
"laugh!"
A cracking sound.
The First Dao Guan easily tore through Diseyue's defense with one slash.
But Yan Wuwei took another half step back.
With a single click of his fingertips and extremely precise calculations, he condensed nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine disks of the moon, and drew a moon barrier in front of him.
Guanyizhan penetrates everything instantly.
While tearing off the last layer of the disc moon, its remaining energy is colorless but can be stopped with one finger.
All the remaining Guanyizhan and Yan Wuse responded in the same way. This attack, which seemed to be close to life and death, ended with Yan Wuse retreating ten miles, lowering his eyes and stroking his beard, and elegantly blocked the attack with his fingertips before slashing down from Ten Thousand Views.
Everyone in front of the Qianlijingjing operation was stunned.
"This control... let me go, it's so wonderful!"
"'Die Yue, the level of your spiritual skills is not high, right? Why can I see the feeling of a holy warrior in Mr. Yan's hands?"
"Is this the light of spiritual refining? Is this the fighting consciousness of the three realms?"
"No matter how you look at it, Senior Brother, there is absolutely no chance of winning. How could Xu Xiaoshou be able to fuck the useless old man before? This is too, too..."
On the fallen abyss, Xiao Kongtong froze on the spot, feeling that this was too dreamy. He was not surprised that Yan Wuse could block his attack, but his calculations were so accurate that he didn't even use any extra force, and finally pinned his Guanyizhan with his fingertips. He never thought of this!
"Congratulations, you successfully fought against the Half Saint and survived the first round." Yan Wuse disappeared ten miles away like an outsider, but clapped beside Xiao Kongtong, "But this Emperor, Let’s find out your fighting strength.” Xiao Kongtong suddenly tilted his head.
Yan Wuse returned to his original position, with his hands outside his waist and legs, and flicked them down.
"Zizi——"
The purple light of lightning suddenly gathered in Yan Wuse's palm, and finally extended into an electric gun.
The tip of the purple electric gun penetrated the ground, and the tail came out of the head. Electric snakes swam around, crawling all over the body, giving the colorless color of the pale gold robe a domineering color. "Denliang Gun!"
Xiao Kongtong's heart sank.
This gun is not
It's a spiritual weapon, but a spiritual skill.
If we say that the previous Dieyue was just a small fight.
The electric spear is the real pinnacle holy weapon, and it is Yan Wuse's first famous skill in the past to achieve the fame of "Spiritual Refining Light".
This holy weapon is extremely violent with one shot and one calamity.
The most bizarre legend is that Yan Wuse once used this gun to kill Yi Zhandao when he was young and suffered a nine-death thunder disaster.
Then, under the nine-death thunder catastrophe, piercing through life, there is no reason! When Xiao Kongtong saw this electric gun, he immediately thought of his current state.
"Are you ready to become a semi-saint?"
"Maybe, something unexpected will happen next!"
Yan Wuse seemed to be talking to himself, and after a chuckle, he shook out an electric flower from the electric gun in his hand, and came forward.
"Nine Sword Techniques·Nine Buddhas Guard the Pallbearers!"
The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword in Xiao Kongtong's hand was immediately thrust downwards, dividing one into three, and three into nine.
At the same time, the gods and Buddhas opened their eyes, and nine great Buddhas appeared, protecting him.
And the nine swords around his body turned into a closed sword coffin, locking him firmly in it.
The formation technique in the Nine Swordsmanship combines the power of the gods and Buddhas, and turns the imaginary into reality - this can minimize the damage of attacks that cannot be avoided in time.
"The power of projectiles makes people laugh."
Rao Shixiao Kongtong tried his best, but when Yan Wuse came to the nine great Buddhas, he just laughed out loud.
He didn't even need to use his spiritual skills anymore, he just twirled the electric spear in his hand and slashed away hard.
"boom!"
Wanli Space was blown up by a electric gun on the spot.
The entire mountaintop that had been blasted once in the Fallen Abyss... no, the entire mountain range was completely wiped out by the lightning.
The avenue of endless rules was revealed, but it was shattered on the spot like a teleportation technique from a thousand miles away.
"Fuck!"
The eyes of everyone in the Sin Hall almost jumped out of their heads.
They all jumped back, feeling as if they themselves had been shot. After coming back to their senses, everyone looked at each other, chatting but unable to speak, but soon, someone broke the deadlock.
"open!"
"Open it again!"
"Uncle Ni, hurry up and fill it up. I'll give you the medicine!"
The big man hurriedly swallowed the pill, and with trembling hands started to use the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique again, with a look of regret in his eyes.
But curiosity, after all, occupies a greater proportion of all his emotions. The spiritual mirror reopens.
However, when he fell into the abyss, the shadow of Mishi Buddha was lost.
It is conceivable that the combination of the Nine Swordsmanship and the Heart Swordsmanship was destroyed by a single shot from the Denliang Gun.
The big man was looking for it, and soon located a cracked sword coffin thousands of miles away.
It is still shooting into the distance, and its remaining power is not diminished at all!
It passed through the mountains and the jungle. It was clearly pulled out of the Fallen Abyss by a single shot!
"brush."
Yan Wuse came face to face with his electric gun and raised it high.
Hidden in the sword coffin, Xiao Kongtong was covered in blood, his formless body collapsed back to its original shape, with only panic and confusion on his face.
"Finish."
Colorless, one shot after another.
boom!
The sword coffin exploded into pieces, and the nine swords were broken and passed away, returning to one state.
Xiao Kongtong temporarily released the phaseless sword body and tried to avoid damage, but the phaseless sword body was exploded again by the absolute power.
The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword flew out, and the sword escaped from its master's hand. The sword energy, sword intent, and sword thoughts exploded all over the sky, and a line of blood was drawn in the void.
Xiao Kongtong seized the opportunity, gathered back his remaining strength, and barely returned to his human form, with half a breath left.
"If there is a chance, I still have a chance!"
"He must have thought this was phantom swordsmanship, thinking that I was deceiving him by temporarily creating an illusion. After all, phantom swordsmanship is my root."
"Actually, these are all true. I can't react to the attack of the lightning gun at all... But he doesn't know this. He must think that I am strong..." Tsk!
Yan Wuse, who suddenly appeared behind him, turned his back to him. With one spin, one fall, and one stab of his electric spear, he pinned Xiao Kongtong in the void.
"Zizzi..."
The electricity surged and thoughts stopped.
Xiao Kongtong's face was stiff and his hair stood up.
He lowered his head weakly, but saw a purple electricity passing through his heart.
This electric gun has an uncertain shape, and its tip is stained with blood and is voluptuous and beautiful.
Xiao Kongtong's pupils finally lost their light.
"Uh uh uh uh uh..."
His body began to twitch, his consciousness began to blur, his teeth chattered and he made uncontrollable sounds.
"Boy, where are the ten breaths we promised?"
Yan Wusi leaned on the electric gun with his elbow, leaned back, tilted his head back, and his blond hair hung down.
He turned his head, just enough to see the side face of the smiling Kongtong who was twitching, and grinned:
"Are your arrogant ten breaths of time granted to you by the mercy of your enemies?"
"If this is all, I, the Emperor, will be very disappointed."
