As He Ping'an's cultivation level improved, the strength of these golden warriors also increased significantly.
The golden warrior is not afraid of death. He is surrounded by more than ten feet of protective golden light. He holds a golden halberd and rushes towards the golden flames.
"jump jump jump......"
As more than a dozen crisp sounds of beans being fried rang out, these golden warriors were burned into the golden beans themselves in the golden fireball, and then immediately turned into nothing.
He Ping'an's eyes narrowed. The golden fireball sacrificed by the demon emperor's clone was no longer an ordinary spiritual fire. Even his own Nanming Lihuo was far inferior.
Even in this golden fireball, there are faint Taoist rhymes emerging, which seem to represent the limit of the fire magical power.
Rhyme of the Way of Fire!
He Pingan's eyes moved, and a legend he saw in Yidan Pavilion emerged in his mind.
When the heaven and earth were created, the four great chaotic origin spirits appeared in the world: the turbid earth, the boundless black ice, the golden flames of the sun, and the void wind.
Among them, the golden flames of the great sun fell on the hibiscus tree, absorbing the immeasurable merits of opening the sky from the great avenue.
This greatly increased the power of the golden flames of the sun, gradually swallowing up the other three great spirits.
Thinking of this, He Ping'an stared closely at the golden flame. The more he looked at it, the more similar it became, and he blurted out: "The golden flame of the sun!"
When the demon emperor's clone heard this, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes: "You are a well-informed boy, and you also know about the golden flames of the sun."
While he was speaking, the speed of the golden fireball slowed down a bit, and He Ping'an's figure quickly retreated several hundred feet. Then, with a sneer on his face, the Fairy Sword emerged from his hand.
It's time to show your true swordsmanship.
The sword technique was studied by Ximen Chuixue's clone for a long time, and countless sword techniques were deduced, and finally the sword technique that he saw in his previous life was deduced.
This is the best opportunity!
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
He Ping'an whispered four words from his mouth, and then the Yaizhen Immortal Sword in his hand automatically flew into the air.
Following a soft cry, all the flying swords in the battlefield below trembled for a while, and then flew out from the scabbard with a "clang" sound, and the sharp breath spread across all directions.
"Buzz buzz..."
In front of Master Chongyang, two yin-yang magic swords kept making sword sounds, trying to break free from his control and fly away through the air.
"How is this going?"
Master Chongyang was shocked and turned pale. He was about to use his magic power to control the Yin Yang Sword, but he happened to see countless flying swords flying in front of He Pingan, neatly arranged in front of him.
Master Chongyang instantly understood, the magic power dissipated, and the Yin Yang Magic Sword immediately roared happily and flew away across the sky.
In an instant, He Pingan's Yaizhen Immortal Sword was the leader, followed closely by the Yin Yang Magic Sword, and all the remaining flying swords were neatly lined up behind the three swords.
All the flying swords freely exuded the sword intention contained in their bodies. The countless sword intentions gathered together and penetrated all the flying swords, forming a unique sword formation in mid-air that contained the rules of the sword.
An astonishing sword intent soared into the sky, and the dark clouds summoned by He Pingan were directly torn apart by this powerful sword intent, revealing the long-lost sky.
The nearby void was also torn apart and reorganized under the sword's will, and then torn apart and reorganized again. Repeatedly, the space here was already in chaos.
Feeling the sword intent that penetrated the sky and the earth, the Demon Emperor's clone also changed his expression slightly.
Han Li in the distance also looked surprised at this time. Once He Ping'an used the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, his swordsmanship seemed to be no less than his own, and even slightly better.
You must know that he is already a rare genius in swordsmanship, even that swordsmaniac, Han Li also thinks that he is not inferior to the opponent.
Could it be that He Ping'an's talent actually surpassed that of his own and that swordsman's.
"I have actually touched a trace of the law of swordsmanship. This son must not be kept!"
For the first time, a stern look flashed on the Demon Emperor's clone's face.
No matter what happened before, he always had a calm expression. Even when Qiongqi Demon God's physical body was beheaded, he didn't take it to heart at all.
Instead, he took advantage of Qiongqi being beheaded and took the opportunity to take action.
However, at this time, he had secretly harbored murderous intentions.
Under his control, the golden fireball surged several times again, blasting towards He Pingan like a blazing golden sun.
"go!"
When He Ping'an saw this scene, his expression was not chaotic at all, his sword pointed forward, and all the flying swords, led by the Yazhan Immortal Sword and the Yin Yang Magic Sword, slashed towards the golden fireball.
In mid-air, dense streams of light flew past, like a long and endless river.
This is a true river of sword intent, several times stronger than He Ping'an's river of sword light before.
Soon enough, at the very front of the Sword Intent River, the Yaizhen Immortal Sword had already collided with the golden fireball.
"boom!"
The golden flames are constantly surging and rolling, exuding the charm of fire, trying to refine the sword's will forever.
The long river of sword intent is led by the Yajuan Immortal Sword, and a stream of Dao Senhan's sword intent rages on the golden fireball, one after another, in an endless stream.
The flames rise and the sword intent surges like a tide.
The laws of the sword and the way of fire are constantly intertwining and colliding in the void, devouring each other and annihilating each other.
The void within a hundred feet nearby had been directly torn apart by two completely different battles, and a spatial crack appeared that spanned hundreds of feet.
Countless void winds blew out of it, and were directly annihilated by the sword flames that spilled out.
The river of sword intent and the golden fireball, neither side can do anything to the other, they can only consume each other.
It's just that He Ping'an hasn't been able to comprehend the Law of Sword Intent for a long time, so he is not as proficient as the Fire Element Law.
Only two sword intentions can offset a trace of fire.
But there were too many billions of flying swords controlled by He Pingan, so the river of sword intent and the golden fireball reached a delicate balance in the void.
The demon emperor's clone frowned, and for the first time his face showed a trace of solemnity. It suddenly transformed into a three-legged golden crow that was thousands of feet tall, standing in the void.
Golden flames lingered around it, exuding a noble aura of an emperor.
"Is this what the Demon Emperor's true form looks like?"
He Ping'an's eyes moved and looked at the three-legged golden crow. Perhaps it was because it was a clone. Therefore, although the three-legged golden crow was fierce and mighty, its shadow faintly revealed an unreality.
As the Three-Legged Golden Crow transformed into its true body, the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles converged towards this place at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a huge vortex of vitality of heaven and earth directly above the head of the Three-legged Golden Crow.
The vortex rotates, like adding fuel to the fire, and the flames rise above the golden fireball.
The long river of sword intent, which was on par with the golden fireball just now, could not withstand such strong pressure, and there seemed to be a crisp sound in the middle.
Before He Ping An could control it again, the long river of sword intention began to collapse from it, and countless flying swords fell from the air, turned into various colors of light, and flew back to the hands of their masters.
Most of the flying swords were burned by the golden fireball and turned directly into drops of molten iron.
He Ping'an was about to speak. When those who participated in the Southern Xinjiang War returned to Xuanyang, they could go to the Human Merit Monument in the Eternal Life Hall to receive a reward based on the quality of their flying swords.
Emperor Longqing flew into the air and said loudly: "All those who have damaged the flying sword, the war is over, and the Ministry of Industry will distribute flying swords that are one level higher than the cultivation level of each person according to their cultivation level!"
The sound shook the surrounding areas, causing the monks below to cheer.
He Ping'an's eyes moved, and he secretly praised in his heart that Emperor Longqing really knew how to behave.
Not only did he win the hearts of the monks below, he also flattered himself.
However, I still quite like it...
The demon emperor's clone transformed into a three-legged golden crow and destroyed the river of sword intent. He also seemed a little uncomfortable. The golden flames surrounding his body kept flashing and seemed a little unstable.
"return!"
He Ping'an used one move with one hand to call back the Yaizhan Immortal Sword, which was still struggling to support itself in front of the golden fireball.
"Zheng..."
The Yaizhen Immortal Sword was summoned and returned. It seemed a little unconvinced and let out a series of sword sounds.
He Ping'an patted the hilt of the Yajuan Immortal Sword and said with a smile: "Okay, I understand, it's not you who can't do it."
I couldn't resist the golden fireball of the demon emperor's clone. It wasn't because my magic weapon and magical power were inferior to the demon emperor's clone. It was because my understanding of the world and the control of magic power were not as proficient as the demon emperor's clone.
To put it bluntly, the realm is not as high as the opponent's body.
Although the demon emperor's clone is comparable in strength to himself, its control over the realm is only a fraction of the same as the main body.
Therefore, I did not lose unfairly in this duel!
However, He Pingan was not without gains.
Just when the Demon Emperor's clone was attacking with all its strength, he also discovered that this Demon Emperor's clone could not attack without any scruples.
It seemed that there was a mysterious force between heaven and earth, which was faintly suppressing him.
This caused him to use all his strength to control the flames, causing instability in the flame control.
In fact, if the opponent keeps attacking with all his strength for a long time, God may punish him!
However, this is just He Pingan's speculation, and it will take time to verify.
