"Something's wrong..."
"Something is wrong!"
At the entrance of the corridor at Ranming Ruins, Feng Yujin suddenly stopped all movements on his hands, remaining in shock.
He originally suppressed the killing god Wei Kuang, saying that he wanted to keep his body intact so that Wei Kuang would give up resistance.
For some reason, he lost the aura of the Holy Emperor again.
Even the hand of gray mist that shook the world and captured the secret realm of the Four Symbols was destroyed by him with a wave of his hand.
Wei Kuang was still on the ground howling and roaring, but he was suddenly reborn and couldn't help but be startled.
what is this?
A new form of insult?
The way of killing is to put oneself to death and then live again. For him, this battle is just the beginning, not the end.
Wei Kuang supported the King of Hell Yan and stood up.
But before he lifted his sword, and before the God of Death realm bloomed again, Feng Yujin stretched out his hand and looked over seriously:
"Don't move yet, pause for a moment and then fight!"
pause?
Wei Feng was stunned on the spot, holding the King of Hell's Banquet, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should draw the sword or not.
count?
Why is this so?
He is the Holy Emperor, there is no need for this!
"What's wrong?"
Everyone followed the sound and asked.
Feng Yujin had the upper hand. He could kill Wei Kuang, but he chose to let Wei Kuang go. There must be something weird in this.
Feng Yujin didn't explain, but with a solemn expression, he pulled out the God-killing Token that was half a man's height behind him.
The three of them all saw it, and the God-Slaying Order bowed slightly in the direction of the corridor, trembling uncontrollably.
The vibration frequency is extremely obvious, many times higher than before.
"The power of guidance!"
Feng Yujin looked back in shock at the interior of the Ranming ruins, taking a few more glances at the gap made by Wei Kuang's swords and the damaged giant mural.
"This power is very, very strong... Hey, you are not the Holy Emperor!"
Feng Yujin became irritable as he spoke, clearly looking like he wanted to explain but was afraid of wasting time.
He didn't say much more about what the "power of guidance" was. He just held tightly to the God-killing Order that seemed to be flying away and shot into the Ranming ruins, and stared at Xu Xiaoshou:
"Retreat immediately!"
Boom boom boom...
Outside the Black Water Stream, there was a faint loud noise.
A battle seems to have broken out in the outside world. Are the semi-saints fighting in the Secret Realm of Four Elephants? The sound was so loud that it traveled through the Black Water Stream and reached here?
Feng Yujin's sudden change of attitude...
A holy war suddenly broke out in the outside world...
This gave everyone a bad feeling.
But he glanced at Wei Feng. This person hasn't been dealt with yet. How can he retreat?
After receiving the order from the Lord, life and death have been forgotten.
He didn't self-destruct in time because he was worried that Mo Mo's restrictions would prevent Feng Yujin from being able to beat Wei crazy.
But right now...
"You withdraw, I stay!"
Jin Ren made a decision in an instant.
Regardless of the reason why Feng Yujin said "retreat", he believed in the judgment of the Holy Emperor, which was a sign of respect for his strength.
Feng Yujin shook his head decisively and shouted:
"Let's go together, including you!"
In the last sentence, he aimed at the God of Death, Wei Kuang.
Wei Feng only felt a sense of undoubt, and almost took a step to leave.
But soon, he felt confused.
What is this?
My mission is to guard the corridor entrance to the Ranming ruins. Why did the Sealing Heaven Holy Emperor suddenly go crazy and want to run away in the middle of the battle?
Is this his fighting style?
He wanted to say something like, "Want to run? None of you can run away." But after Wei Kuang had just come into contact with him, he already knew that the power of the Holy Emperor was definitely not something that he could contend with.
He quickly sent a "request for support" signal on the Tianzhu combat channel, but did not wait for a reply.
He looked at the nervous and confused duo in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said uncertainly:
"Then, are you leaving?"
Before the mission, Dao Qiongcang did not mention that he was fighting against the Holy Emperor. He only said that you could defend the entrance to the corridor.
Out of absolute trust, Wei Kuang believed that even if he bumped into the Fengtian Holy Emperor, it was within Dao Qiongcang's prediction.
——The Sealed Heaven Holy Emperor must be unable to defeat the Semi-Saints due to certain restrictions, and being a daughter is the best proof of this.
As a result, Wei Kuang rushed forward without even thinking about it. In the end, he was subdued by one move.
So there was only one thing he was thinking about at the moment:
Dao Qiongcang asked me to guard this place and not let anyone in. He didn't ask me to stop Xu Xiaoshou and others from leaving, right?
Scaring people away seems to be one of the ways to protect the entrance of the corridor?
"call……"
After Feng Yujin heard the sound, he breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled, and his posture was extremely relaxed.
Not crazy, but his scalp was numb, and he picked up the knife in anticipation.
"Six Paths·Canglong Ban!"
Feng Yujin really took action suddenly.
The Holy Emperor actually chose to attack the Half-Saint by surprise.
He swiped past the Yan Wang Yan and ducked behind Wei Kuang.
But Wei Feng's fighting consciousness was too strong, and Yan Wangyan made a backhand move, hitting the back of his head.
Feng Yujin's speed was extremely fast.
His palm was intended to hit Wei Kuang's back of the head, but he didn't expect it.
So he adapted to the situation, lowered his body, and turned into gray mist like a snake to pass through. He chose to pass through the crotch and hit Weiwen's abdomen with a palm.
The gray sealing mist turned into a huge blue dragon and charged into the sea of Qi that was not crazy.
"shameful……"
Even the sound becomes difficult without being crazy.
He felt that his vision was dark, his ears could no longer hear sounds, and his sense of touch was blocked...
All six of his senses were gone.
Even the soul and spirit are as if they were put into the dead water and returned to nothing.
He calculated a lot, but he guessed it right!
The Holy Emperor Fengtian actually chose to use a "trick" - the Holy Emperor put down his dignity and chose a sneak attack against the Half-Saint!
This wave, I was not crazy and careless, I didn’t dodge.
But until he was completely banned, Wei crazy still couldn't figure it out...
Why is this so?
He clearly had a chance to kill me before!
Feng Yujin made a sneak attack and completely blocked Wei Kuang.
He picked up Wei Kuang like a chicken and carried it on his shoulders, but he didn't kill him. He just looked back at Xu Xiaoshou:
"Immediately! Immediately! Retreat! Retreat!"
This sound made everyone drunk drunkenly.
What puzzled him the most was actually Feng Yujin's frightened expression.
This is the Holy Emperor!
What is he afraid of?
When he met the Eight Masters that day, Feng Yujin didn't show such fear, right?
At this point, Jin Ren realized that things might not be as simple as he imagined, and that Feng Yujin could lose his composure...
He looked back at the entrance of the corridor that had been chopped into pieces by several knives, thinking that he had cut into the Ranming ruins just before he was so mad with the desire to kill.
Dying Ming Ruins?
The power of guidance from the slaying priest Ran Ming?
"Let's go!" Jinren shouted loudly, reaching the sky and running faster than Feng Yujin.
"Take me with you!" Feng Yujin almost collapsed. No matter how fast he was, he could not teleport through space faster. "Go straight out of the Black Water Stream and out of the Secret Realm of Four Symbols!"
"Are you crazy? I have to leave the Black Water Stream and the Forbidden Magic Barrier before I can take you!"
"...Then let's get out of the Blackwater Stream first."
Feng Yujin's heart felt cold as he carried the man on his shoulders.
As the Holy Emperor, how could I miscalculate such small details?
With one hand he was not crazy, he was desperately praying that this person would not die suddenly, and with the other hand he was holding the God-killing Order tightly.
The Holy Emperor's power was almost unable to suppress the God-Slaying Order at this moment.
The token, which was half as tall as a man, was desperately rushing towards the Ranming ruins, trying to get away.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two figures flew past the corridor entrance of Ranming Ruins, broke free of the restraints, and rushed into the Black Water Stream.
Rising, rising, rising...
For the two of them, the distance of thousands of feet can only be reached in an instant.
On the way to "escape", Jinren couldn't bear it anymore and chose the fastest way to communicate via voice transmission:
"Why are we running?"
"The power of guidance is definitely the last thought of the God-killer, and now it has been discovered by this emperor!" Feng Yujin's response seemed a bit wrong.
"Why are we running?" Although everyone didn't dare to talk nonsense, they just repeated the question.
"The power of guidance that was discovered will either disappear or become stronger! And if the God-Slaying Order is really recalled by him, wouldn't this be the same as entering the Void Island?" Feng Yujin's face showed the fear of being dominated. A nightmare that he couldn't bear to look back on.
"So, why are we running?"
"Rebellion!" Feng Yujin finally got to the point:
"I don't have time to explain to you originally, but the less I want to say it, the more I have to explain to you."
"Xu Xiaoshou, remember, the best way to fight against the 'power of guidance' is to 'disobey'."
Rebellion... Jun Ren was thoughtful and felt that his thoughts were clear: "So, you originally wanted to kill Wei Kuang, but now you can't kill him?"
"right!"
"If I want to stay there, I have to do something 'rebellious' and choose to leave? And I'm not crazy, right?"
"right!"
"Then I just wanted to blow myself up..." Jinren suddenly remembered something.
When Feng Yujin heard the sound, his palms holding the small copper stove went cold. He glanced at Xu Xiaoshou as if he was looking at a madman.
You are fucking sick!
Why do you want to commit suicide for no reason?
"How long has it been and you are still joking with me?"
Feng Yujin almost didn't hit Wei Kuang with one hand, but he suppressed his first thought.
He felt some itching on his forehead and wanted to push the messy hair behind his ears. He suddenly suppressed the impulse and tightened the struggling God-killing Order tightly.
"I'm not kidding, I really wanted to commit suicide just now. If I hadn't been afraid that you wouldn't be able to defeat me..." Jinren was still saying.
Feng Yujin was going crazy and couldn't understand Xu Xiaoshou's brain circuit at all.
Life is so beautiful!
"No matter what you are thinking about now, don't do it immediately!" he scolded angrily, "Kill all your thoughts! Including the smallest thought - even stroking your hair!"
Jin Ren didn't want to smooth his hair, but when he heard the sound, he thought he might have flown too fast. His cheek was scratched a little itchy, so he stretched out his hand to scratch it and smoothed his hair.
His hand was fixed on his ear.
Feng Yujin truly deserves to be the Holy Emperor. His self-control is so good that he suppressed a series of curse words that he almost blurted out, and suppressed them into one sentence: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight..."
"That's right!" Jin Ren suddenly thought of something, "What if our thoughts of 'rebellion' are also part of the guiding power of Priest Killer?"
Feng Yujin froze on the spot.
The world seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Feng Yujin seemed to have an overloaded pig's brain, and gray smoke came out of his head.
After a pause, he couldn't hold himself any longer and roared:
"From now on, shut up for me!!!"
…
Black mist shrouded the Blackwater Stream.
Beibei was holding her sword box when she suddenly felt uncomfortable, a sudden discomfort.
With just a frown, she saw the black water below break open and two figures rush out.
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
"That woman?"
Beibei's pupils tightened.
What did she see?
The battle ended so quickly. Senior Wei Kuang was already dead, and his body fell into the hands of that woman?
"Where to run?"
He couldn't care less about whether he was alone and whether he was a match for the man and woman opposite him.
Beibei patted the sword box and followed his heart's first choice.
She was humiliated by Xu Xiaoshou who had tea thrown in her face on the high cliff. Now that old and new hatreds have broken out, how could she let her go?
"Request support!"
After the news came out on the Tianzhu channel, without waiting for a reply, the coffin-like sword box opened wide.
"boom!"
Astonishing sword intent burst out, and dazzling golden light bloomed from the sword box.
Bei Bei's fleshy cheeks trembled when the sword energy swept away, and his white clothes were dyed golden. Even the tea stains on his clothes that were barely washed into light yellow by water became noble at this time.
In an instant, her temperament completely changed, like a queen wearing an invisible crown, her eyes that were once bright and cute were gone, and they returned to being ruthless and indifferent.
"The Emperor's Sword is supreme!"
With a clang, the sword sounded.
Black mist rolled between the cliffs and crawled to the ground.
The black water stream exploded with waves, and everyone was trembling with fear.
A touch of gold shot out of the sky, swallowed the essence of heaven and earth, turned into the shadow of an illusory emperor, and merged into Beibei's soul.
At the same time, behind Beibei was a shadowy figure with a sword that was taller than her.
She slowly reached out to her shoulder and held it gently.
"Buzz!"
The sword intentions from all directions trembled together, and the long sword finally solidified and took on a majestic appearance.
This sword is extremely long, with a jet black hilt, golden patterns on the sword grid, and an angry eye carved on it, showing its solemnity and majesty.
The sword has eight sides and is thicker than an ordinary sword. In addition to the dark silver tip of the sword, there are black gold dragon patterns on the four sides in the middle. It has the dignity of an emperor and is full of frightening murderous intent.
Beibei holds the Emperor Sword in his hand, and his eyes are even more noble, as if he has the power of life and death for everyone in this world.
She could only pull out the imperial sword, spin it in the air, press the hilt of the sword with both hands, and hold it in front of her.
"Mortals, kneel down!"
…
As soon as Feng Yujinfu broke through the black water stream, he saw that there was another person waiting here. He subconsciously wanted to catch Beibei. After breaking out in a cold sweat, he immediately spoke:
"Xu Xiaoshou, take her down as quickly as possible and use your second choice!"
Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion, rebellion...
Jin Ren kept mumbling these two words all the way here, feeling like he almost didn't recognize them anymore.
He looked towards Beibei, and the image of the girl being poured tea by his portrait flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously wanted to laugh at her.
Unexpectedly, the girl who looked silly before suddenly slapped the sword box and completed a gorgeous transformation. Her eyes were as cold as a different person.
The words "Mortals, kneel down", the emperor's voice rolled out like thunder.
The golden and noble sword intent spread out like a tide, and the entire black water stream trembled. The grass, trees, rocks, and all living beings bowed their heads.
Feng Yujin's knees almost weakened and he looked up in disbelief.
Fan, mortal?
In this world, if he were a mortal, who would dare to call himself emperor?
However, he discovered that it was not Beibei that made him fear subconsciously, but the sword in his hand.
The Imperial Sword is the only one?
What kind of sword is this? Where have I heard it before?
The Heaven-Sealing Holy Emperor is still like this, but a certain person who has received his second true form is even more unbearable.
After he silently recited "disobedience", he tightly closed his lips and did not dare to sneer, but before he could reach the sky, the second thought of soul reading could barely appear.
The imperial sword was so powerful that it overwhelmed him with its momentum alone, and he almost fell into the water like a bird with broken wings.
Beibei, who was holding the Imperial Sword, was just holding the sword like this.
The power of the "Absolute Imperial System" who has mastered the first realm of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship is more terrifying than any ancient sword cultivator in everyone's memory!
"What the hell?"
"Is this still the silly Baitian?"
Although everyone's mind went blank for a moment.
He could tell at a glance that the compatibility between Beibei and Emperor Sword Duzun was definitely not comparable to that of Rao Yaoyao and Xuan Cang Divine Sword, or Mei Siren and Taicheng Sword.
The former is not worthy at all, and the latter is just kept for safekeeping.
This must be the relationship between Xu Xiaoshou and Zangku - he was raised from childhood to adulthood!
No!
This is not accurate enough.
Hiding suffering is not that strong at all.
It should be said that the young eight masters are familiar with each other, and their relationship with Qing Ju after he became famous and before Broken Sword?
"Are you kidding? Feng Yujin..."
As Jin Ren spoke, he raised his eyebrows and his sword intent shot out.
It wasn't until Jian Nian and Qi Tunshanhe's unfailing momentum reached the top of the sky that he was able to find himself again under the pressure of the Emperor Sword.
With his backhand, he took out a third-grade spiritual sword with the highest quality in his body.
"Woo..."
The spiritual sword wilted.
Under the pressure of the emperor in this sword, it was like a pariah, daring not to raise its eyes, and the sword bent down to show submission.
Everyone was silent.
If Zangku is not there, he will probably be crushed to death by the Emperor Sword Duzun, even if it is very good at resisting.
The only two people who should be able to fight against this eight-sided sword are Yan Mang and You Si Sword, but they are all with me.
The power of the Heavenly Ancestor and the Dragon Ancestor can probably fight against the Emperor Sword Duzun, but neither does the Second True Body.
Che Shen Nian's personality is enough.
Jian Nian can definitely fight, after all, the Eight Masters come from ancient times and the present.
However, the power of Jian Nian cannot be inherited. It can only be cultivated in a short period of time after the birth of the second true body.
Besides, where is the carrier of Jian Nian?
What to fight with?
Finger with a ten-level sword?
To deal with other people, Junren is confident that with the sharpness of Saint Emperor Level 0, he can transform into a swordsman, and a madman can chop vegetables.
But he would not be stupid enough to use his body to confront the five artifacts of chaos, not to mention that the sword holder was a pure ancient sword cultivator, Beibei who had just taken over Gou Wuyue's position.
This is a choice only a fool would make!
Jinren tilted his head and looked at Feng Yujin speechlessly:
"I may be able to capture her as quickly as possible, but it will take at least a day. Can you afford to wait?"
