Emperor Jiuyin

Yan Ming felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen. Although the sword energy did not come out, he had already sensed a terrifying crisis.

Yan Ming quickly turned over and sheathed his sword, avoiding Jian Wufeng's terrifying sword energy.

"How dare you distract yourself from blocking someone else's sword?" Huangfu Taiyi sneered, "You really don't take me, Huangfu Taiyi, seriously."

Huangfu Taiyi secretly activated the Huangtian Wuji Kung Fu and slapped Jian Wufeng on the back.

This Huangtian Wuji Kung Fu is the most powerful and domineering. Its essence lies in the word "break". With one palm fall, the heavenly weapons are broken and life is cut off. The power of the world in the body is instantly violent, and the terrifying impact is enough to shake the opponent's physical body and the heart of heaven together. broken.

Before this palm fell, Jian Wufeng's back was already filled with chills, "This guy's palm technique is so terrifying!"

Jian Wufeng turned around to parry, and the purple sky sword struck across the air, colliding fiercely with Huangfu Taiyi's right palm.

boom!

The Heavenly Sword in Jian Wufeng's hand unexpectedly shattered into pieces, and a piece of the fragment scratched across Jian Wufeng's face, cutting a large blood mark.

Jian Wufeng was shocked, the power of Huangtian Wuji Kung was beyond his expectation.

"Jian Wufeng, pay the price for your carelessness." Huangfu Taiyi took advantage of the victory and pursued it, striking down with both palms.

The vast and majestic golden light covered the land for hundreds of miles, and when the pair of golden palms struck down, Jian Wufeng lost his concentration for an instant, and there was an illusion that he could not resist.

"Little Lord!"

The sword slave roared, turned around with his sword and stood in front of Jian Wufeng, blocking Huangfu Taiyi's terrifying golden palms for Jian Wufeng.

Two bangs!

When the Heavenly Sword in Jian Slave's hand collapsed, he received a terrifying blow to his chest. His whole body hit Jian Wufeng's chest heavily, and a mouthful of blood shot out like a blood arrow.

"Jian Slave!" Jian Wufeng hugged Jian Slave tightly, with a look of panic on his face, "How are you?"

The sword slave looked pale and said, "Young Master, I'm fine."

Huangfu Taiyi smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the sword slaves of your Sword Burial Pavilion would have such abilities. The ordinary second-level Heavenly Lord received a blow from me, and his Tianxin had already collapsed, but he was able to withstand it. Not bad, not bad!"

But in fact, the situation of the Sword Slave is very worrying. Huangtian Wuji Kung Fu is so domineering that any second-level Heavenly Lord will lose half his life if he is slapped.

The sword slave was able to resist this palm, and thanks to the body-protecting sword energy he had practiced for many years, he barely escaped.

But it's hard for him to be able to withstand the next slap. Without the sword energy to protect him, if he is hit by Huang Tian Wuji Kung Fu, Tian Xin will most likely collapse.

"Jian Wufeng, have you seen it?" Huangfu Taiyi said, "This is the difference in strength! Instead of struggling in vain, it is better to surrender early, so as not to be seriously injured and difficult to recover, and the gain outweighs the loss."

Jian Wufeng glanced at Jian Slave, then at Huangfu Taiyi and the others, feeling in a dilemma. wavv

Although he was not afraid of Huangfu Taiyi, Jian Slave obviously couldn't hold on for long, and once Jian Slave was defeated, it was only a matter of time before he faced the siege of four masters.

If you surrender, you can save the sword slave's life. Without surrender, resistance seems pointless. There is no one on the right side who can spare their hands to support them.

What to do? Jian Wufeng fell into unprecedented confusion.

"The situation in the Burial Sword Pavilion is not good." Fu Shang of Zhitian Clan said, "Sword Master Yunqing, if the Tenth Battle between Good and Evil is defeated because of your Burial Sword Pavilion, you Burial Sword Pavilion must take responsibility!"

Jian Yunqing was furious, "Elder Fu, Wu Feng and Jian Slave are in danger now, being besieged by four people. You actually said such things at this time?"

Xie Cheng of the Weapon Refining Sect said: "Now is not the time to argue. The top priority is to resolve the crisis between Jian Wufeng and Jian Nu."

"How to solve it?" Fu Shang sneered, "All the righteous geniuses are restrained by the demonic evildoers."

The Zhengdao side is so worried that there is nothing they can do.

The sword slave stood up straight again. He felt Jian Wufeng's emotional fluctuations, so he said: "Young Master, I don't want to be embarrassed here!"

He has been a slave for so many years. Today, he does not want to be a servant. Even if he loses, he will never kneel down!

Jian Wufeng saw the futility in Jian Slave's eyes and immediately became excited, "If you don't lose face, you may lose your life. Jian Slave, are you afraid?"

"Why should a man be afraid of death?" the sword slave said proudly.

Jian Wufeng smiled and said: "Well, let's show the Gusha Sect the unparalleled swordsmanship of our Sword Burial Pavilion!"

The sword slave immediately understood that this was the code sent by Jian Wufeng, asking him to use the Wu Wu Jian Canon.

The sword slave pointed his sword at the sky, and the buzzing sound resounded throughout the Heavenly Emperor Star.

Huge Bagua phantoms emerged from the hilt of the sword, floating upward like a dragon ascending into the sky. His whole body was shrouded in black and white Bagua.

A mysterious sword intent spread thousands of miles, and everyone had hallucinations before their eyes. There seemed to be countless swordsmen practicing sword dancing. The sword moves were exquisite and flawless. Any swordsmanship can find its origin here, and no swordsmanship can. Above them all.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!" Faceless Master's face instantly became solemn.

"This sword intention is so terrifying!" Yan Ming looked uneasy, "I didn't expect this sword slave to have such a method."

"Wu Wu Sword Canon!" Jian Yunqing's expression changed drastically, "When did the sword slave secretly learn Wu Wu Sword Canon!"

As the sword intent continued to increase, Xiang Wanqing became increasingly uneasy, "Young Sect Master, the sword slave is still gathering momentum, take the opportunity to interrupt him and teach him a bloody lesson!"

Huangfu Taiyi shook his head and smiled: "There is no need to interrupt him. There are four of us fighting two, and we are bullying them. Let him use his strongest skills. The weak will fail after working hard, and they will make excuses for themselves, and then feel at ease. . But the strong are different. If the strong still fail after trying everything, they will suffer for the rest of their lives. I want them to suffer for the rest of their lives!"

The moment the sword intent reached its peak, the sword slave made a move, and a long white sword appeared in his hand, suddenly appearing in front of Huangfu Taiyi like a flying meteor.

"Emperor Wuji Kung Fu!"

Huangfu Taiyi remained unchanged in response to all changes, but he still slapped the sword with his palm.

Phew!

The sword flew like a dragon, cleverly avoiding Huangfu Taiyi's palm at the moment of contact, and swiped across Huangfu Taiyi's face.

Huangfu Taiyi sneered, "Your swordsmanship is still not strong enough."

His left palm hidden in his sleeve suddenly shook, the sun began to rotate quietly, and an invisible huge vortex in the air opened its mouth and swallowed the sword slave whole.

The sword slave was shocked and mobilized the power of the world to resist, but this huge whirlpool was like quicksand. His body fell into it, and the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.

"Huangfu Taiyi, take my sword!"

Jian Wufeng let out a long roar, and ten black and white sword wings suddenly opened. As the sword feathers fell, the tapered black sword stretched ten times like a fierce dragon out of the abyss, and suddenly rushed in front of Huangfu Taiyi.

"One shot of the divine spear!"

Huangfu Taiyi's pupils shrank sharply. The speed of the sword was so fast that his body had no time to move!