Emperor Jiuyin

"I don't know if I can become an emperor, but Ying Jie Kong will never be defeated so easily. There is something to behold in this battle."

In fact, in terms of qualifications, he is indeed one of the easiest saints to become enlightened in this era, but unfortunately he is the Can God. When the Nine-Eyed God was killed, Emperor Tianwu laid down the Emperor's Law in the land of the Can God, making all The remnant gods are all born with flaws, and even if Ying Jie Kong is the reincarnation of the remnant soul of the Nine-Eyed God Lord, it will be difficult to escape the constraints of the law.

The limit of Ying Junkong is the Supreme. If he does not break the rules laid down by Emperor Tianwu in the Land of the Remnant God, he will never be able to break free from the constraints and become a Taoist.

Therefore, even if all the resources are in vain, there will never be any chance of enlightenment. This is the inherent sorrow.

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Ying Jikong looked at the four supreme beings of the human race with a rare look of solemnity on his face.

"Do the demons also want to side with the humans? Why?" Ying Jikong said.

The Demon Emperor said: "We demons have long been integrated into the Nebula Continent and coexist peacefully with the human race. The Nebula Continent is very peaceful now, and we do not welcome guests like you Can God who wantonly destroy us. Ying Jie Kong, bring your evil Can God with you The army should return to the Land of the Remnant God, this is my advice to you."

Ying Jikong said: "I didn't want to harm the human race. I even promised them that they would never invade the Nebula Continent as long as they handed over the Tianwu Sect. But they repaid kindness with hatred and actually used imperial weapons to kill more than 1,500 of my Heavenly Lords. People of all races, ask yourself, if the human race did this to you, the demon race, would you let it go?"

The Demon Emperor was speechless.

Jian Wuyi said: "Crane God has done many evil deeds and deserves to die. But only more than 1,500 Heavenly Lords died. I still feel that too few died. All of them are in vain. I warn you, if you dare to try to get involved in Nebula Continent again, It’s not the fifteen hundred heavenly kings who died, but all the remaining gods!”

"What a loud tone!" Ying Jikong stared at Jian Wuwu and sneered, "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue."

Immortal Luo Jie said: "Everything is in vain, you should return to the land of the residual gods. You, the residual gods, will not get any advantage in our hands."

Ying Jikong said: "If Taishu Chi hadn't killed more than 1,500 heavenly kings of my Canshen clan, I could still sit down and talk to you. But now, it is no longer possible. This debt must be paid by your human clan to pay for it with his blood.”

"Fight if you want, don't talk so much nonsense." With a sound, a snow-white cold sword was drawn out in the starry sky. Jian Wuxin raised the sword, and pointed the blade directly at Ying Jikong.

Ying Jikong said: "Then let me teach you the strength of the supreme human race."

The battle between the five supreme beings is about to break out.

Jian Wuyi swiped the Sky Burial Sword in his hand, and a transparent wave spread for a hundred thousand miles, directly pushing out the human heavenly kings within a hundred thousand miles, while the remnants of the gods within a hundred thousand miles were pierced through the heart by the sword. And die.

The danger within this 100,000-mile range is extremely dangerous. If a person who is not a supreme level expert is involved, he will almost die.

"Do it!" Once Jian Wuyi held the sword in his hand, he seemed to be a different person, violent and impulsive, without the demeanor of an old man at all.

"Everything is empty, take my sword!"

Jian Wuyi quickly sheathed the sword, put the Heavenly Burial Sword back into the scabbard, then twisted his five fingers and grasped the hilt of the sword tightly. His whole body was like a sword stuck in the scabbard, and the man and the sword were completely integrated.

Li Hanxue was shocked when she noticed this scene, "How is this possible! Could it be that Jian Wuwu also knows how to draw a sword without a name?"

This is indeed the Wuming sword-drawing posture. Li Hanxue has practiced it tens of thousands of times, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

But this posture is slightly different from the pure Wuming Sword Drawing Technique. Jian Wuyi doesn't have the soaring sword intention of going forward in an indomitable manner, killing with one strike, and succeeding if he fails.

But his sword intention is more long-lasting and steady, unlike Wuming's sword-drawing technique, where the sword can't be killed with the first sword, and the second sword will never be able to kill the opponent.

Jian Wuyi drew his sword!

A ray of snow-white sword light shot up into the sky, and the blade of the Heavenly Burial Sword came directly between Ying Jikong's eyebrows.

Ying Jikong's pupils shrank sharply, and he saw the countless changes contained in that sword. The changes were too many, too complicated, almost endless, and impossible to resist.

But after all, this sword is not the nameless sword-drawing technique that kills with one blow, but the unintentional sword-drawing technique that has been modified by Jian Wuyi.

Although it has many changes, it is not overwhelming.

Ying Jikong quickly found the landing point of the sword and punched it towards the sword.

boom!

The fists and swords clashed, creating a powerful shock wave.

Jian Wuxin lowered his sword, then raised the Heavenly Burial Sword and struck again. The power of this sword was no less than that of the first sword.

Bang bang bang...

In an instant, Jian Wuyi struck eighteen blows in a row, each strike hitting Ying Jingkong's fist.

Ying Jikong's arm suddenly dripped with blood, divine energy continued to overflow, and he was injured.

"So that's it." Li Hanxue thought to himself, "Jian Wuyi improved Wuming's sword-drawing technique and transformed it into a sword-drawing technique that suits him. Although the power of the first sword of this sword-drawing technique is not as powerful as Wuming's sword-drawing technique, the subsequent swords can maintain the same power. The power of the first sword is not weak at all. This sword is worthy of being the best swordsman in the world."

However, the unintentional sword-drawing technique was not able to damage the foundation of Ying Jie Kong.

Ying Jikong's right arm shook, divine energy surged, and his injuries instantly recovered, "If you can hurt me, your swordsmanship is enough, but if that's all, it's not enough!"

"Conquer the world!"

The divine eye opened, and the energy vortex flew out from the palm of his hand, covering Jian Wuwu.

"I come!"

The chains trembling all over the Demon Emperor's body, a cyan energy filled his body, and a strong sense of oppression filled all directions. The sword that was leaning against the Demon Emperor accidentally felt that his body was about to be crushed.

The Demon Emperor suddenly opened his eyes wide and punched towards the energy vortex.

The energy vortex instantly expanded tenfold, sucking the Demon Emperor into it.

But in just a moment, the Demon Emperor was able to break free from the whirlpool, crushing the energy vortex with one punch. All the energy was turned into the Demon Emperor's energy, and was inhaled into the body, making the cyan energy around him more abundant.

Ying Jikong stared at the Demon Emperor with a strange look in his eyes, "It's been a long time since I've seen a supreme person like you who purely specializes in the physical body. It's rare, it's really rare. Even in the era when all the heroes came together 50 million years ago, there were very few Seeing a martial artist like you, it’s no wonder that you can easily break away from the energy vortex.”

The so-called specialization in cultivating the physical body is an extremely extreme cultivation method in Nebula Continent.

This kind of warrior does not cultivate other magical powers, but only cultivates his physical body. After increasing the strength of his physical body to the limit, he can break through the realm. They often use their bodies as weapons to temper. After continuous tempering day and night, their bodies will become extremely hard, completely comparable to powerful weapons.

After reaching the realm of the Heavenly Lord, they will abandon the heavenly realm and pour all their energy into the physical body, causing the physical body to complete a transformation.