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The Tiandao puppet in front of Zhou Xuanji was burly and domineering, with four arms. He grabbed Zhou Xuanji's sword with one hand, hit him on the chest with both fists and flew him out.
He quickly stabilized himself in the air and looked at the heavenly puppet with a cold face.
Yan lingzun said with a scornful smile: "Zhou Xuanji, this is the puppet of heaven created by me first. He has been lurking underground in case of the current situation. Do you know who he is? You can't defeat him!"
Zhou Xuanji called out all the divine swords above the gold level and suspended them around. The tip of the sword was straight and the finger was burning.
"Who?"
He asked, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter.
It's all fake.
"This is the God of war of the four spirits. I don't need to say more about his origin?"
Yan lingzun smiled proudly. When he mentioned the name, his tone was a little fanatical.
The four spirits, the God of war, is an ancient existence in mythology.
It is said that he taught Xia Huang the magic power to lead the Terran to dominate the northern wasteland.
Before the summer emperor reached the top, he soared.
Zhou Xuanji naturally heard of this name. It's the teacher of the emperor. The name is so big that it can't be compared with the Nine Emperors of kendo.
He did not fear the four spirits war god and killed the burning spirit statue again.
Other heavenly puppets killed him again and besieged him madly.
Every heavenly puppet is beyond the existence of Sanjie Sanxian, and has no reason and no fear, which makes Zhou Xuanji feel very difficult to fight.
Especially the four spirits war god.
This guy is obviously stronger than princes and Liu Wuji. The power contained in his four arms is extremely terrible. He even suspects that this guy can directly lift the sky and fall.
Let him have the power of heaven and earth, he can't get close to Yan lingzun.
Dugu Aotian sighed that Zhou Xuanji was surprised that he could fight to this extent.
If it were him, he could not stop so many strong men of all ages.
The nine kings of kendo, the nine kinds of Kendo are infinitely changeable and extremely overbearing.
The fist of a prince can shake mountains and rivers.
Liu Wuji has great powers, turning corruption into magic.
The four spirits, the God of war, are even more powerful and invincible.
In addition, there are so many strong people with the capital to prove the emperor, and Zhou Xuanji has no chance of winning at all.
"Zhou Xuanji, do you feel powerless?"
Yan lingzun laughed wildly and continued to summon the puppet of heaven.
"I admit that you are really strong. Your talent is more powerful than ours. Unfortunately, you have no brain and can't distinguish the right way. You deserve to die. Don't worry, I will give you a chance to reincarnate. Be a mortal in the afterlife. Don't compete with God."
His voice resounded through heaven and earth, covering up the thunder and the howling of gods and ghosts.
Boom!
Another heavenly puppet came and the strong light dispersed. He killed Zhou Xuanji directly.
Zhou Xuanji controlled dozens of divine swords to fight. Even if he was besieged, he still didn't fall into the disadvantage, but he couldn't get in touch with Yan lingzun.
At the moment, he is like the ancient god of war. He is powerful and worthy of the sword emperor.
Yan lingzun suddenly thought of something and smiled strangely.
He raised his left hand and waved it toward the sky.
In an instant, a huge illusion appeared in the sky of the northern wasteland. In the picture, it was the scene of Tiandao puppets besieging Zhou Xuanji.
Naturally, he can't do this with his cultivation, but now he is connected with the way of heaven, and he is heaven.
"Look, this is the first place in the world in the northern wasteland. He is really powerful. He fights alone with the four spirits, the God of war, Liu Wuji, the princes, the Nine Emperors of kendo, etc. his opponents are strong people who have the qualification to prove the emperor in every era. Unfortunately, no matter how evil his talent is, he can't stop the siege of so many strong people. How long can he hold on?"
Yan lingzun's voice resounded through the northern wasteland at home and abroad. He was not trying to build momentum for Zhou Xuanji. He was trying to make all sentient beings despair.
In his opinion, Zhou Xuanji must die. It's better to frighten people before he dies.
Everyone, demons and ghosts all over the world looked up one after another.
No one exclaimed, all silent.
The battle was fierce and dazzling. Everyone could feel the tension and crisis.
If Zhou Xuanji were a little slower, he would die.
The sky fell.
All the disciples looked up at the sky and clenched their fists.
They were angry and expected, angry for Yan lingzun and looking forward to Zhou Xuanji.
On the top of the mountain, Jiang Xue held Zhou Xiaoxuan's hand tightly. The mother and daughter's eyes were red and the atmosphere dared not breathe.
Others also looked ugly. Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian trembled and were angry.
Zhou Xuanji showed the world the wind of the sword emperor. The heroes fought against him. He was domineering. He fought 28 with one enemy. The ground collapsed and lightning intertwined, like the end of the world.
At the moment, he had no regard for the action of Yan lingzun.
The enemy's attack kept him from thinking about anything else.
Hunyuan imperial city.
Emperor Yang stood in front of the main hall and looked up at the sky. He frowned. Instead of gloating, he was unwilling.
"Is he already so strong..."
He muttered to himself and felt very oppressed.
All along, he thought he was better than Zhou Xuanji. After all, the two had not really fought.
But now look at Zhou Xuanji's performance, his heart is weak.
If it were him, he couldn't last ten rounds.
Even he was shocked, not to mention the people all over the world.
Everyone was silent. The war was so tragic and shocking in their eyes. They could only pray for Zhou Xuanji.
The demon clan is also silent, but they don't despair. Only when the human clan is destroyed can they have a chance to rise.
Just
The current sword emperor is really strong.
Almost invincible power.
On a high mountain.
The man in coir raincoat stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the sky reflected an illusion. He witnessed the battle of Zhou Xuanji, and he was speechless for a long time.
long time.
"I was really wrong."
He sighed in a lonely tone.
Compared with Zhou Xuanji, the Yang emperor he chose still avoided the world and lacked the spirit of human leaders.
If he had known that Zhou Xuanji's talent was so evil, he would have changed his choice.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
According to this trend, Zhou Xuanji will die.
More and more heavenly puppets appear.
Thirty.
Thirty five.
Forty.
Zhou Xuanji completely fell into the downwind. Even if the world map provided a steady stream of mana, even if it was supported by the power of heaven and earth, it was difficult to resist the siege of so many powerful people.
Yan lingzun didn't laugh at Zhou Xuanji anymore. He was silent and seemed to be convinced by Zhou Xuanji's will.
Dugu Aotian was suspended in the air, his eyebrows frowned and his eyes twinkled. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Xuanji, already at the end of his power, is still fighting.
Various sword techniques and sword spirits emerge one after another. Even if he is injured, he still doesn't hesitate to attack.
"Boy, you're dying!"
Emperor Zhao's voice sounded in Zhou Xuanji's ear. The immortal sword was fighting, and the nine souls could naturally communicate with him.
Zhou Xuanji ignored it, his eyes were cold and focused on the battle.
He also knew that if he continued, he would lose.
But now he has no way back.
Even if he wanted to escape, 40 heavenly puppets would not give him a chance.
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The Tiandao puppet in front of Zhou Xuanji was burly and domineering, with four arms. He grabbed Zhou Xuanji's sword with one hand, hit him on the chest with both fists and flew him out.
He quickly stabilized himself in the air and looked at the heavenly puppet with a cold face.
Yan lingzun said with a scornful smile: "Zhou Xuanji, this is the puppet of heaven created by me first. He has been lurking underground in case of the current situation. Do you know who he is? You can't defeat him!"
Zhou Xuanji called out all the divine swords above the gold level and suspended them around. The tip of the sword was straight and the finger was burning.
"Who?"
He asked, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter.
It's all fake.
"This is the God of war of the four spirits. I don't need to say more about his origin?"
Yan lingzun smiled proudly. When he mentioned the name, his tone was a little fanatical.
The four spirits, the God of war, is an ancient existence in mythology.
It is said that he taught Xia Huang the magic power to lead the Terran to dominate the northern wasteland.
Before the summer emperor reached the top, he soared.
Zhou Xuanji naturally heard of this name. It's the teacher of the emperor. The name is so big that it can't be compared with the Nine Emperors of kendo.
He did not fear the four spirits war god and killed the burning spirit statue again.
Other heavenly puppets killed him again and besieged him madly.
Every heavenly puppet is beyond the existence of Sanjie Sanxian, and has no reason and no fear, which makes Zhou Xuanji feel very difficult to fight.
Especially the four spirits war god.
This guy is obviously stronger than princes and Liu Wuji. The power contained in his four arms is extremely terrible. He even suspects that this guy can directly lift the sky and fall.
Let him have the power of heaven and earth, he can't get close to Yan lingzun.
Dugu Aotian sighed that Zhou Xuanji was surprised that he could fight to this extent.
If it were him, he could not stop so many strong men of all ages.
The nine kings of kendo, the nine kinds of Kendo are infinitely changeable and extremely overbearing.
The fist of a prince can shake mountains and rivers.
Liu Wuji has great powers, turning corruption into magic.
The four spirits, the God of war, are even more powerful and invincible.
In addition, there are so many strong people with the capital to prove the emperor, and Zhou Xuanji has no chance of winning at all.
"Zhou Xuanji, do you feel powerless?"
Yan lingzun laughed wildly and continued to summon the puppet of heaven.
"I admit that you are really strong. Your talent is more powerful than ours. Unfortunately, you have no brain and can't distinguish the right way. You deserve to die. Don't worry, I will give you a chance to reincarnate. Be a mortal in the afterlife. Don't compete with God."
His voice resounded through heaven and earth, covering up the thunder and the howling of gods and ghosts.
Boom!
Another heavenly puppet came and the strong light dispersed. He killed Zhou Xuanji directly.
Zhou Xuanji controlled dozens of divine swords to fight. Even if he was besieged, he still didn't fall into the disadvantage, but he couldn't get in touch with Yan lingzun.
At the moment, he is like the ancient god of war. He is powerful and worthy of the sword emperor.
Yan lingzun suddenly thought of something and smiled strangely.
He raised his left hand and waved it toward the sky.
In an instant, a huge illusion appeared in the sky of the northern wasteland. In the picture, it was the scene of Tiandao puppets besieging Zhou Xuanji.
Naturally, he can't do this with his cultivation, but now he is connected with the way of heaven, and he is heaven.
"Look, this is the first place in the world in the northern wasteland. He is really powerful. He fights alone with the four spirits, the God of war, Liu Wuji, the princes, the Nine Emperors of kendo, etc. his opponents are strong people who have the qualification to prove the emperor in every era. Unfortunately, no matter how evil his talent is, he can't stop the siege of so many strong people. How long can he hold on?"
Yan lingzun's voice resounded through the northern wasteland at home and abroad. He was not trying to build momentum for Zhou Xuanji. He was trying to make all sentient beings despair.
In his opinion, Zhou Xuanji must die. It's better to frighten people before he dies.
Everyone, demons and ghosts all over the world looked up one after another.
No one exclaimed, all silent.
The battle was fierce and dazzling. Everyone could feel the tension and crisis.
If Zhou Xuanji were a little slower, he would die.
The sky fell.
All the disciples looked up at the sky and clenched their fists.
They were angry and expected, angry for Yan lingzun and looking forward to Zhou Xuanji.
On the top of the mountain, Jiang Xue held Zhou Xiaoxuan's hand tightly. The mother and daughter's eyes were red and the atmosphere dared not breathe.
Others also looked ugly. Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian trembled and were angry.
Zhou Xuanji showed the world the wind of the sword emperor. The heroes fought against him. He was domineering. He fought 28 with one enemy. The ground collapsed and lightning intertwined, like the end of the world.
At the moment, he had no regard for the action of Yan lingzun.
The enemy's attack kept him from thinking about anything else.
Hunyuan imperial city.
Emperor Yang stood in front of the main hall and looked up at the sky. He frowned. Instead of gloating, he was unwilling.
"Is he already so strong..."
He muttered to himself and felt very oppressed.
All along, he thought he was better than Zhou Xuanji. After all, the two had not really fought.
But now look at Zhou Xuanji's performance, his heart is weak.
If it were him, he couldn't last ten rounds.
Even he was shocked, not to mention the people all over the world.
Everyone was silent. The war was so tragic and shocking in their eyes. They could only pray for Zhou Xuanji.
The demon clan is also silent, but they don't despair. Only when the human clan is destroyed can they have a chance to rise.
Just
The current sword emperor is really strong.
Almost invincible power.
On a high mountain.
The man in coir raincoat stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the sky reflected an illusion. He witnessed the battle of Zhou Xuanji, and he was speechless for a long time.
long time.
"I was really wrong."
He sighed in a lonely tone.
Compared with Zhou Xuanji, the Yang emperor he chose still avoided the world and lacked the spirit of human leaders.
If he had known that Zhou Xuanji's talent was so evil, he would have changed his choice.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
According to this trend, Zhou Xuanji will die.
More and more heavenly puppets appear.
Thirty.
Thirty five.
Forty.
Zhou Xuanji completely fell into the downwind. Even if the world map provided a steady stream of mana, even if it was supported by the power of heaven and earth, it was difficult to resist the siege of so many powerful people.
Yan lingzun didn't laugh at Zhou Xuanji anymore. He was silent and seemed to be convinced by Zhou Xuanji's will.
Dugu Aotian was suspended in the air, his eyebrows frowned and his eyes twinkled. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Xuanji, already at the end of his power, is still fighting.
Various sword techniques and sword spirits emerge one after another. Even if he is injured, he still doesn't hesitate to attack.
"Boy, you're dying!"
Emperor Zhao's voice sounded in Zhou Xuanji's ear. The immortal sword was fighting, and the nine souls could naturally communicate with him.
Zhou Xuanji ignored it, his eyes were cold and focused on the battle.
He also knew that if he continued, he would lose.
But now he has no way back.
Even if he wanted to escape, 40 heavenly puppets would not give him a chance.
The Tiandao puppet in front of Zhou Xuanji was burly and domineering, with four arms. He grabbed Zhou Xuanji's sword with one hand, hit him on the chest with both fists and flew him out.He quickly stabilized himself in the air and looked at the heavenly puppet with a cold face.Yan lingzun said with a scornful smile: "Zhou Xuanji, this is the puppet of heaven created by me first. He has been lurking underground in case of the current situation. Do you know who he is? You can't defeat him!"Zhou Xuanji called out all the divine swords above the gold level and suspended them around. The tip of the sword was straight and the finger was burning."Who?"He asked, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter.It's all fake."This is the God of war of the four spirits. I don't need to say more about his origin?"Yan lingzun smiled proudly. When he mentioned the name, his tone was a little fanatical.The four spirits, the God of war, is an ancient existence in mythology.It is said that he taught Xia Huang the magic power to lead the Terran to dominate the northern wasteland.Before the summer emperor reached the top, he soared.Zhou Xuanji naturally heard of this name. It's the teacher of the emperor. The name is so big that it can't be compared with the Nine Emperors of kendo.He did not fear the four spirits war god and killed the burning spirit statue again.Other heavenly puppets killed him again and besieged him madly.Every heavenly puppet is beyond the existence of Sanjie Sanxian, and has no reason and no fear, which makes Zhou Xuanji feel very difficult to fight.Especially the four spirits war god.This guy is obviously stronger than princes and Liu Wuji. The power contained in his four arms is extremely terrible. He even suspects that this guy can directly lift the sky and fall.Let him have the power of heaven and earth, he can't get close to Yan lingzun.Dugu Aotian sighed that Zhou Xuanji was surprised that he could fight to this extent.If it were him, he could not stop so many strong men of all ages.The nine kings of kendo, the nine kinds of Kendo are infinitely changeable and extremely overbearing.The fist of a prince can shake mountains and rivers.Liu Wuji has great powers, turning corruption into magic.The four spirits, the God of war, are even more powerful and invincible.In addition, there are so many strong people with the capital to prove the emperor, and Zhou Xuanji has no chance of winning at all."Zhou Xuanji, do you feel powerless?"Yan lingzun laughed wildly and continued to summon the puppet of heaven."I admit that you are really strong. Your talent is more powerful than ours. Unfortunately, you have no brain and can't distinguish the right way. You deserve to die. Don't worry, I will give you a chance to reincarnate. Be a mortal in the afterlife. Don't compete with God."His voice resounded through heaven and earth, covering up the thunder and the howling of gods and ghosts.Boom!Another heavenly puppet came and the strong light dispersed. He killed Zhou Xuanji directly.Zhou Xuanji controlled dozens of divine swords to fight. Even if he was besieged, he still didn't fall into the disadvantage, but he couldn't get in touch with Yan lingzun.At the moment, he is like the ancient god of war. He is powerful and worthy of the sword emperor.Yan lingzun suddenly thought of something and smiled strangely.He raised his left hand and waved it toward the sky.In an instant, a huge illusion appeared in the sky of the northern wasteland. In the picture, it was the scene of Tiandao puppets besieging Zhou Xuanji.Naturally, he can't do this with his cultivation, but now he is connected with the way of heaven, and he is heaven."Look, this is the first place in the world in the northern wasteland. He is really powerful. He fights alone with the four spirits, the God of war, Liu Wuji, the princes, the Nine Emperors of kendo, etc. his opponents are strong people who have the qualification to prove the emperor in every era. Unfortunately, no matter how evil his talent is, he can't stop the siege of so many strong people. How long can he hold on?"Yan lingzun's voice resounded through the northern wasteland at home and abroad. He was not trying to build momentum for Zhou Xuanji. He was trying to make all sentient beings despair.In his opinion, Zhou Xuanji must die. It's better to frighten people before he dies.Everyone, demons and ghosts all over the world looked up one after another.No one exclaimed, all silent.The battle was fierce and dazzling. Everyone could feel the tension and crisis.If Zhou Xuanji were a little slower, he would die.The sky fell.All the disciples looked up at the sky and clenched their fists.They were angry and expected, angry for Yan lingzun and looking forward to Zhou Xuanji.On the top of the mountain, Jiang Xue held Zhou Xiaoxuan's hand tightly. The mother and daughter's eyes were red and the atmosphere dared not breathe.Others also looked ugly. Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian trembled and were angry.Zhou Xuanji showed the world the wind of the sword emperor. The heroes fought against him. He was domineering. He fought 28 with one enemy. The ground collapsed and lightning intertwined, like the end of the world.At the moment, he had no regard for the action of Yan lingzun.The enemy's attack kept him from thinking about anything else.Hunyuan imperial city.Emperor Yang stood in front of the main hall and looked up at the sky. He frowned. Instead of gloating, he was unwilling."Is he already so strong..."He muttered to himself and felt very oppressed.All along, he thought he was better than Zhou Xuanji. After all, the two had not really fought.But now look at Zhou Xuanji's performance, his heart is weak.If it were him, he couldn't last ten rounds.Even he was shocked, not to mention the people all over the world.Everyone was silent. The war was so tragic and shocking in their eyes. They could only pray for Zhou Xuanji.The demon clan is also silent, but they don't despair. Only when the human clan is destroyed can they have a chance to rise.JustThe current sword emperor is really strong.Almost invincible power.On a high mountain.The man in coir raincoat stood on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the sky reflected an illusion. He witnessed the battle of Zhou Xuanji, and he was speechless for a long time.long time."I was really wrong."He sighed in a lonely tone.Compared with Zhou Xuanji, the Yang emperor he chose still avoided the world and lacked the spirit of human leaders.If he had known that Zhou Xuanji's talent was so evil, he would have changed his choice.Unfortunately, there is no if.According to this trend, Zhou Xuanji will die.More and more heavenly puppets appear.Thirty.Thirty five.Forty.Zhou Xuanji completely fell into the downwind. Even if the world map provided a steady stream of mana, even if it was supported by the power of heaven and earth, it was difficult to resist the siege of so many powerful people.Yan lingzun didn't laugh at Zhou Xuanji anymore. He was silent and seemed to be convinced by Zhou Xuanji's will.Dugu Aotian was suspended in the air, his eyebrows frowned and his eyes twinkled. He didn't know what he was thinking.Zhou Xuanji, already at the end of his power, is still fighting.Various sword techniques and sword spirits emerge one after another. Even if he is injured, he still doesn't hesitate to attack."Boy, you're dying!"Emperor Zhao's voice sounded in Zhou Xuanji's ear. The immortal sword was fighting, and the nine souls could naturally communicate with him.Zhou Xuanji ignored it, his eyes were cold and focused on the battle.He also knew that if he continued, he would lose.But now he has no way back.Even if he wanted to escape, 40 heavenly puppets would not give him a chance.
