Emperor Jiaming sighed slightly, and saw that He Ping'an was about to take action, and said regretfully: "I thought that the Dragon Riding Martial Saint would understand my intentions after seeing this chessboard."
After the words fell, a light flashed in his eyes, he took a step forward, and a powerful aura swept out of his body: "For some mere ants, you actually become my enemy, but you are just a first-level mortal!"
"What a pity for this cultivation level!"
"Boom!"
As his breath was released, in the void, strong winds roared, dark clouds rolled, golden thunder roared, and thunderbolts continued to sound.
The entire Xuanyang City seemed to have suffered a catastrophe. Countless houses were destroyed by this powerful force, and people ran for their lives below.
This blow was like poking a hornet's nest. The monks in Xuanyang City suddenly burst out of the sky. Some monks chose to move the people to a safe area, but more monks rushed here.
The Dragon Guard monks and dozens of upper-level third-level monks from the Eternal Life Palace who were originally guarding here immediately dispersed, keeping all the monks who were rushing here away from them and preventing them from getting close.
"As Emperor Daxuan, you actually ignore the life and death of the people?"
He Ping'an turned into a thousand-foot dark gold giant, his voice was like thunder and mighty, echoing throughout Xuanyang City.
"I am the Lord of Daxuan. The death of a few ants is not as important as my breakthrough to the realm of the Human Emperor!"
"I will tell you a truth today. If you want to rule the world, you don't have to be highly cultivated. You only need to be able to fight!"
"More importantly, you must have power and background!"
"Otherwise, he's just a little loser!"
In his opinion, He Ping'an must have had a glimpse of the Daxuan Emperor... Emperor Jiaming stepped into the void, with magic power all over his body, and his thoughts communicated with Daxuan's national destiny, and a powerful mysterious power suddenly fell into his hands. Among the corpses of his body.
Thirty percent national luck!
His body immediately exuded a strength that was not weaker than the transcendent realm.
"court death!"
He Pingan's eyes flashed with dark golden light, and then his figure flashed and disappeared from Emperor Jiaming's sight.
Disappeared?
Emperor Jiaming's heart trembled. Divine light swept across his eyes, and his consciousness spread out wildly, covering the surrounding ten miles, trying to find He Ping'an's figure.
At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the void on the right side of his body. Before Emperor Jiaming could react, a fist shining with dark gold light had already hit his right temple.
There was no sound of breaking the air, because the speed of the fist had completely exceeded the speed of the wind.
"when!"
A sound of gold and iron echoed throughout the world, and a trace of surprise flashed in He Pingan's eyes, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
I saw around Emperor Jiaming, and at some point, a small three-legged cauldron appeared. The body of the cauldron was filled with divine energy, firmly protecting Emperor Jiaming in the middle.
He Pingan's punch just now did not hit Emperor Jiaming, but hit the small cauldron.
Although the Shenhua outside the small cauldron was blasted, it was blocked by the small cauldron entity.
"Jiuding?"
He Pingan stepped out of the void. The three-legged cauldron in front of him was exactly the same as the broken cauldron he held.
However, this small cauldron is intact and can release the full power of the small cauldron.
And He Ping'an is no longer the first brother he used to be. After getting the broken little cauldron, he has studied the origin of the small cauldron many times and has gained some insights.
The small tripod was made by Taizu Daxuan who collected the water and soil of Daxuan Jiuzhou, combined it with various precious spiritual materials such as meteorite iron from Tianwai, copper from Shoushan Mountain, etc., and smelted it for seven or seventy-nine days.
When the Jiuding was cast, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky above the Daxuan Nine Provinces, and the Taibai Star appeared for nine consecutive days, regardless of day or night.
Si Tianjian's divination said: "This is auspicious. The white star shines in the sky for nine days, which means that peace will prevail in all directions, all nations will surrender, and peace and stability will last for a long time."
Taizu Daxuan was overjoyed and gathered the Nine Cauldrons in Xuanyang City to show that Taizu Daxuan had become the lord of the Nine Provinces and the world would be unified from then on.
The central cauldron is the Emperor cauldron, the east is the Cang cauldron, the south is the Tong cauldron, the north is the Bao cauldron, the northeast is the Mu cauldron, the southeast is the Gang cauldron, the southwest is the Fu cauldron, the west is the Jing cauldron, and the northwest is the Kui cauldron.
After mastering Jiuding, Daxuan Taizu also relied on the magic of Jiuding in his hand to defeat powerful enemies many times. The Dragon King of the East China Sea was also injured by Jiuding.
The broken small tripod in He Pingan's hand was identified by Guo Jianzheng and should be the Tong tripod.
But why it was incomplete, Guo Jianzheng also didn't know.
Even if He Ping'an used Xiaoyan Shen's calculations, he could not find the missing part of the small tripod.
"It's the Emperor Cauldron!"
Emperor Jiaming stood proudly in the void. When he saw that the emperor's tripod blocked He Ping'an's attack, he felt confident.
"Dragon-riding Martial Saint, if you can't break my Imperial Cauldron, why don't you stop here? When I achieve the status of Human Emperor, I can make you the Martial Saint of Protecting the Country."
Emperor Jiaming's voice was full of temptation: "If you and I, the emperor and our ministers, join forces to conquer the world, we can create a legend for a generation..."
"hehe......."
He Ping'an sneered: "It's just a turtle shell, just break it!"
As he finished speaking, his figure flashed again and reappeared, already behind Emperor Jiaming.
"vigorously!"
As a mysterious force of heaven and earth fell into his body, He Ping'an punched out, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. The wind and clouds within a hundred miles around were stirred, and the dark gold fist was like a giant hammer, blasting towards Emperor Jiaming.
"clang!"
The Emperor Cauldron radiated thousands of incarnations. The cauldron turned around and stood in front of Emperor Jiaming. The tip of his fist hit the Emperor Cauldron, making a loud noise.
However, although Emperor Ding blocked He Ping'an's punch, the infinite force on the fist could not be fully discharged, and it immediately flew into the sky involuntarily.
"clang!"
There was another loud noise, and the figure of Emperor Jiaming wrapped in the Emperor Cauldron was kicked into the void again by He Ping'an.
Emperor Jiaming in the imperial cauldron kept pouring magic power into the imperial cauldron, trying to stabilize his body, but he couldn't maintain it at all under He Ping'an's terrifying power.
"Dang! Dang! Dang..."
Another burst of continuous bombardment sounded, but in an instant, the figure of Emperor Jiaming had been kicked thousands of miles into the sky by He Pingan like a ball.
In this way, even if Emperor Jiaming stayed away from the Nine Revolutions and Longevity Furnace, he would not be able to take the elixir.
At the same time, it also prevented the aftermath of the fight between the two from razing the entire Xuanyang City to the ground.
"Shu Zi, you dare me!"
Emperor Jiaming looked furious. He thought that his cultivation might not be very safe, but with the help of Jiuding, he should be able to compete with him.
But he didn't expect that the gap in strength between the two was so huge.
With a stern look in his eyes, he was ready to use his secret technique.
He Ping'an secretly thought that he was lucky. If he had not broken through the ten thousand years of Taoism at this time, he would have been unable to break through the defense of Emperor Jiaming's Jiuding.
"Come again!"
Thinking in his heart, He Ping'an's men did not stop. He flashed and reappeared under the emperor's cauldron. He kicked out and shocked the world. Before Emperor Jiaming's secret technique could be used, he was kicked hundreds of feet away again.
Dark gold light flashed, and before Emperor Jiaming could stop, He Pingan reappeared and kicked out again, and the Emperor's Cauldron was kicked downwards again.
During this back and forth, the Emperor Cauldron was extremely tough, and the light on it gradually dimmed.
Especially Emperor Jiaming in the Emperor's Cauldron consumes huge amounts of mana and his body is in shock. Even though his martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the first level and his physical body is tyrannical, he cannot withstand even a trace of the supreme power seeping into the Emperor's Cauldron.
On the flesh body, blood marks gradually opened.
Moreover, the loss of his body and mana was still secondary. Emperor Jiaming was kicked back and forth like a ball by He Ping An, but his face was really a bit unbearable.
After all, there are countless monks below, watching the battle in the sky.
Even if he wins in the end, this battle will definitely become a lifelong shame for Emperor Jiaming.
"The Emperor's Heaven-Breaking Technique!"
After being kicked out by He Ping'an for hundreds of rounds, Emperor Jiaming finally seized a chance and shouted loudly, thinking about the mysterious destiny of the country.
He had just borrowed Daxuan Sancheng's fortune, but he was no match for He Ping'an.
As a last resort, he had to use the royal family's secret technique and borrow Daxuan's 60% National Destiny!
"Boom!"
As the voice fell, powerful mysterious power rolled in from the void. Among the thick clouds, an extremely intense golden light shone down from the void, wrapping Emperor Jiaming in it.
A stern, domineering aura began to pervade him.
He Ping'an kicked out, and the dark golden light flashed, hitting the Emperor's Cauldron again, but this time the Emperor's Cauldron was not kicked away like before, and the Divine Glory flashed, and he steadily received the kick. .
"Three crazy Taoists, I will give you one last chance to surrender to me!"
Emperor Jiaming emerged from the golden light, with gold liquid flowing all over his body, as if he were made of divine gold, exuding a bright metallic luster on his forehead, his eyes were sharp and deep, and his body naturally showed terrifying majesty.
"Delusion!"
He Ping'an frowned slightly. At this time, Emperor Jiaming, although his cultivation was still not as good as his own, was faintly close to him.
If he wanted to kill him, it would not be that easy.
"Heaven Breaking Fist!"
When Emperor Jiaming heard this, he no longer hesitated, shot out thousands of golden lights from his body, and punched He Ping'an.
The fist was extremely ferocious and mighty, pushing forward horizontally. A terrifying will filled the air, sealing the sky and the earth, seemingly determined not to give up until He Ping'an was defeated.
Wherever it passed, the void trembled, and anything in the way was turned into powder under the force of the fist.
When He Pingan saw this, a faint smile appeared on his face. He was afraid that Emperor Jiaming was hiding in the turtle shell and would not come out. Since he dared to take action, he had a way to defeat him.
The dark golden light on his body flickered, and He Pingan did not retreat at all. He faced the punch and punched out with a flat punch.
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of a violent collision that could cause the earth to shake, the fists of He Ping'an and Emperor Jiaming collided together.
"Boom!"
Dark golden light and golden light flashed, and the terrifying residual power swept away in all directions, causing the void within a hundred miles radius to tremble.
"Ding-deng-deng!"
A huge force surged in, and Emperor Jiaming couldn't help himself. He stepped on the void and kept retreating. A wave of ripples suddenly appeared in the void.
"impossible!"
Emperor Jiaming's face was full of shock. He had borrowed 60% of the national fortune and his cultivation level was close to the realm of the human emperor, but he still fell behind.
You must know that he did not borrow this 60% of the country's fortune in vain. Even if he loses ten years of his life, he can only maintain his current state for half an hour.
After half an hour, if he cannot win, recover his cultivation, and lose his lifespan, he will have no choice but to wait for death.
...
Xuanyang City.
With the departure of Emperor Jiaming, peace was temporarily restored.
Nearly a hundred figures were divided into two camps, standing three hundred miles above Xuanyang City, facing each other, looking at each other warily, and if they disagreed, they would draw their swords towards each other.
"The Holy One is in trouble."
At this time, the monks in the camp on the left saw Emperor Jiaming being repelled thousands of miles high in the sky, and they prepared to rise into the sky.
In the camp on the right, a tall and graceful old Taoist priest with a long sword hanging from his waist flashed and appeared above the monk's head. He shot out a palm and overflowed with mana, sealing the world and immediately suppressing the void here.
"Master Chongyang, do you really want to make an enemy of the Dragon Guard?"
At this moment, among the monks on the left, a Taoist monk with an icy aura all over his body and a long sword on his back flashed out. His eyes flashed with sharp sword light, staring at the Chongyang Master in the sky.
This person's cultivation has surprisingly reached the half-step transcendence level.
"Master Mingyu, I am a poor Taoist who has been entrusted by others and is loyal to others. No one is allowed to come forward to disturb the Martial Saint's fight today!"
Master Chongyang spoke slowly, not giving up even a step, and his aura was rising. He was obviously ready to fight Master Mingyu.
"Qiang!"
With a sword cry, the sword behind Master Mingyu was unsheathed.
"Haha, these two fellow Taoists are going to fight each other to death as soon as they arrive. Why don't you just sit back and watch?"
Just as the two were about to take action, a middle-aged man wearing a gray Confucian robe suddenly appeared between the two and said with a smile.
On the surface, he seems to be trying to persuade him to make peace, but in fact, he is secretly looking towards Zhenren Chongyang.
"Liu Sheng!"
Master Mingyu's eyes were hesitant with the sword light in his eyes. Looking at the man in gray clothes who suddenly appeared, his heart suddenly sank.
Liu Sheng had been out of touch with worldly affairs for a long time. Unexpectedly, he also unknowingly turned to the three crazy Taoists.
Now looking at the camp on the right, the number of people is still slowly increasing, and on my side, there are only dozens of third-grade monks from the Dragon Guard.
In fact, he was slightly dissatisfied with what Emperor Jiaming had done, but he dared not speak out.
Especially when two transcendental masters were fighting at this time, he just stepped forward to help, and the help he produced was minimal. On the contrary, he was likely to be affected by the aftermath.
But if he didn't go to help, he was afraid that Emperor Jiaming would win by chance and would definitely kill all of them when he turned around.
Moreover, if the Dragon-riding Martial Saint wins, he is worried that in the future, when the Dragon-riding Martial Saint wins, he will definitely bloodbath the Dragon Guard.
He was worried about gains and losses in his heart, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.
At this time, the Zizhu layman who had been silent seemed to have noticed the concerns of Master Mingyu, and began to persuade: "The Dragon-riding Martial Saint has spoken in advance. If the dragon-guarding monks can find their way back and no longer help the evildoers, they can be spared." life."
He Ping'an had previously ordered Zizhu layman about this matter, and many Dragon Guard monks had to give in under the oppression of Emperor Jiaming.
Killing so many human beings would be objectionable to most of the Dragon Guard monks.
Of course, if there are monks who are cruel by nature and do many evil things, He Ping An will not be merciful.
This will have to wait until after the fact for careful screening.
Upon hearing this, Master Mingyu's heart suddenly moved.
Master Chongyang saw that Master Mingyu was no longer as determined as before. He looked at the two figures in the void from a distance and said slowly: "Master Mingyu, the strength of these two people is either ordinary transcendence or transcendence. If you and I enter the nearby area, we will be torn into pieces by the aftermath of the fight."
"It doesn't mean much if you go up there."
"Master Chongyang, you have reached the half-step transcendence state of Taoism, but you can't even move within a hundred feet?"
When layman Zizhu heard this, he was also surprised.
He didn't have an accurate judgment on the strength of He Ping'an and the other two. After all, he was only in the middle stage of the first rank.
Master Chongyang shook his head, with a look of deep frustration on his face.
Emperor Jiaming didn't care, it was just a trick, but the Dragon Riding Martial Saint showed real strength.
He was gifted with extraordinary talent. When he was born, he had a bright red light. Then he was taught the Quanzhen Tao by his master and said that he had the appearance of a true immortal.
However, six hundred years have passed, and his cultivation is still stagnant at the half-step beyond the realm of transcendence, unable to make any progress.
If those three crazy Taoists hadn't given him his original immortal energy, he would have exhausted his lifespan in another hundred years.
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them showed a hint of shock. They already belonged to the top strength of the Daxuan Human Race, but they were somewhat unpredictable about the strength of the two people above them.
I only know that it is very strong, but there is no reference for how strong it is.
Now after listening to the introduction of the half-step-detached Master Chongyang, I have a deeper understanding of the strength of the two.
At this moment, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong, who had been standing next to Master Mingyu, began to persuade: "Master Mingyu, in this case, we will only die in vain if we go up there, why not wait here for them to decide the outcome... ..."
Even the King of Tang... A strange color flashed in Master Mingyu's eyes, and his mind turned over and over again. After a long time, he sighed, flicked his sleeves and robe, and fell back into the dragon guard team, no longer Talk a lot.
...
The words were divided into two parts. In the void, Emperor Jiaming kept retreating. Before he could completely stabilize his body, he heard a sharp shout.
"die!"
A cold and stern voice sounded, and then Emperor Jiaming saw a bloody light filling his eyes, and a bloody electric light quickly stabbed over. Wherever the bloody light touched, cracks were torn open in the void.
"not good!"
Emperor Jiaming's expression changed, and when he had no time to react, the Emperor's Cauldron appeared in front of him, blocking the Heavenly Demon's Blood Divine Sword.
"Creak..."
The demon-turned-blood sword stabbed the emperor's cauldron, making a piercing sound, and then erupted with endless bloody light, swallowing and annihilating each other with the golden light on the emperor's cauldron.
Ten breaths later, as the blood light converged, the Demonic Blood Sword turned into a line of blood light again and fell back into He Pingan's hand.
"call......"
Emperor Jiaming exhaled a deep breath, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Just a hair's breadth away, he was slashed by the demon-turned-blood-sword on his body.
Although he didn't quite understand the efficacy of the Heavenly Demon-Transforming Blood Divine Sword, but just looking at the pungent blood and the dense blood light, it was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon.
"Come again!"
He Pingan roared and punched Emperor Jiaming again.
Dark golden light flashed, and wherever the fist struck, a terrifying fist wind vortex was immediately blasted into the void. Even the air was distorted by his terrifying fist power.
Seeing He Ping'an coming, Emperor Jiaming's whole body flashed with golden light, and his magic power continued to surge. He used the national movement to cause Daxuan Nine Provinces to shake at the same time, and he shouted softly: "The Emperor is coming!"
As the voice fell, a huge shadow suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly behind Emperor Jiaming.
The virtual figure wears a golden crown on its head, is tall, stands tall and tall, with its eyes closed tightly, its face resolute, and its breath strong and thick, standing proudly between heaven and earth.
As the shadow of the golden crown appeared, the pressure came like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and it was about to crush He Ping'an to the ground.
