Emperor Yutianwu

"kill!"

"Damn, stop, everyone gather together, don't run around!"

Special passage with constant roars.

Zhang Yue shouted angrily.

Messy.

Total chaos.

Chu Yan is very strong, not an ordinary Holy Emperor. At least it seems now that even if the Holy Emperor Jiuzhu encounters him, it will only take one punch.

In an instant, the system opened up and the crowd was dispersed.

No, there weren't many people who killed Chu Yan. There were only 9 people. The remaining 16 people went to block the door on both sides.

If there were more people, Chu Yan would actually not be that easy to kill. After all, 3 or 4 Holy Emperor Nine Casts together would be able to kill time.

How much combat power does Chu Yan have now? He didn't know, but even if he could fight against time, it would definitely be limited, and he couldn't really cross too much.

As the realm increases, the gap between each small realm becomes huge.

It's like being a God-Emperor.

Chu Yan still remembers that he was creating the world. When he first entered Tianzun, he only had 2 million Principles. Later, when he reached 5 million, he was called Emperor, 10 million was called Ten Million Emperor, and 25 million was called God Emperor.

It sounds like the gap is quite big, but in fact, to the God Emperor, the increase is often hundreds of millions, which is really nothing.

The simplest example is to let a God-Emperor with nearly 500 million Principles fight against the God-Emperor and the Heavenly Lord. Is there any big difference?

No, just slap him to death.

In terms of realm, the further you go, the gap is still huge.

Even though Chu Yan is very evil now, he has not yet completely ignored the existence of the realm. Even if he can fight against time, it is only a weak time, a low time, and he will run away if he really encounters a high-level person.

Of course, this refers to the Senluo world he is using now.

If one day, he can cultivate his exclusive world to the present stage, the Eighteenth Forge of the Holy Emperor, Chu Yan feels that there is still great hope for him to achieve high level.

After all, Li Si has done it.

"kill!"

"war!"

"Zheng He, Wu Gang, Du Shiqi, come back! Stop blocking the door, join forces and kill him!" Zhang Yue shouted.

Wu Gang, the third member of the system, came into the game.

In the distance, Zheng He, Wu Gang, and Du Shiqi were also stunned. In just a few seconds, the three Holy Emperor Gao Zhu died.

too fast.

It's too scary.

"kill!"

Zheng He, Wu Gang, and Du Shiqi didn't dare to waste any time. They immediately turned around and charged towards Chu Yan.

Not only the three of them, but also those who blocked the door, were running back as hard as they could, and they were all roaring.

Boom!

But it's still too late.

Chu Yan is killing people now, don't be too relaxed. In the Holy Emperor realm, no one can block his punch. At this time, a sword was slashed out, and the Nine-Forged True Body of the Holy Emperor was shattered, and then the soul just flew out, and once again Beheaded.

boom!

The passages vibrate and the avenues overflow.

died!

Another Holy Emperor was mercilessly killed.

"Chu Yan!!!"

Zhang Yue roared angrily, his eyes were about to burst, another person died too fast, he tried his best to kill Chu Yan, trying to stop Chu Yan.

But Chu Yan didn't fight with him. There was not much difference in speed between the two, and they continued to hunt the other Holy Emperors.

In the special passage, a strange painting was formed for a while.

Zhang Yue was chasing Chu Yan, and Chu Yan was chasing the other Saint Emperors from the system.

The key is.

Even if Zhang Yue catches up with Chu Yan and attacks Chu Yan, he can't kill Chu Yan. He can only barely inflict some injuries on Chu Yan. But Chu Yan is different. As long as he catches up with a Holy Emperor, he will die!

Yes, you must die!

There is no suspense.

"Chu Yan! No, spare me! I don't want to participate! I was forced!" At this time, a Holy Emperor who was chased by Chu Yan screamed, begging for mercy, I am innocent.

Chu Yan looked indifferent: "Forced? Who can force you? You are innocent, why am I not?"

Poof!

Without hesitation, he pursued him and slashed him with his sword.

boom!

The Holy Emperor dies again.

"No!"

In the distance, Wu Gang roared angrily: "Chu Yan, you harmed your own people, you deserve to be killed, you deserve to die!"

Chu Yan glanced at Wu Gang with a look of contempt on his face. It was really ridiculous that he had come to this point and still said this.

The more people die, the more people die.

Finally, Chu Yan had no way to retreat.

Surrounded.

Three people, plus Du Shiqi.

Chu Yan was surrounded from four directions, his eyes were extremely red.

In just a short moment, because Zhang Yue ordered them to guard the passage, five Holy Emperors died in front and back of the system.

25 people came in.

Now, there are only 20 people left.

"Chu Yan, you must die today!" Wu Gang said with red eyes. The man who was killed just now was his younger brother.

Chu Yan was surrounded by four people. He wanted to kill the others, but was unable to do so for a while. He glanced at the four people and raised the corners of his mouth: "The main event has just begun."

"Stop talking nonsense to him and kill him!"

Zhang Yue roared, the loss was huge!

Even if Chu Yan was killed today and five Saint Emperors of the system were killed, it would still be a huge trouble.

What Chu Yan said outside before was right. There are no ordinary disciples here today, they are all disciples of wealthy families.

Either after the general, they are people from the ancient Samsara clan, or some large inheritances, but now five people have died at once, and it is difficult to explain the system.

"Kill! He must be killed!"

"Kill me? Are you worthy of it?"

Chu Yan smiled contemptuously, his energy blossomed, and he glanced at Du Shiqi. He first stopped at Du Shiqi, but it only took a second before he turned away.

The Holy Emperor is unworthy.

Then, he looked at Zhang Yue, Wu Gang, and Zheng He, and raised his mouth: "I haven't killed Shi Guang yet. Today, I'll practice with you guys!"

The faces of Zhang Yue and the other two changed.

"Chu Yan, don't be too arrogant. No matter how strong you are, you are only a Saint Emperor!"

"No, no, no!"

Chu Yan smiled and shook his head: "I am the Saint Emperor of the Eighteenth Cast!"

"Humph." Zhang Yue snorted coldly. Even at this moment, he still didn't believe that Chu Yan was the Saint Emperor of the Eighteenth Cast, because there is no such thing as the Eighteenth Cast in the human realm.

How long has Chu Yan been practicing? Are you kidding?

It can only be said that he is stronger in the same realm.

Chu Yan didn't care. Don't believe it?

Haha, I'll beat you to death in a while, and you will believe it naturally.

Chu Yan glanced at Du Shiqi and smiled: "The Du family deserves to be killed the most. Unfortunately, I don't like to beat women, and you are only a Saint Emperor, not worthy of fighting with me. It's better to get out of here. I will spare your life today. If you dare to join the battle, I will kill you."

Du Shiqi's face changed, but she ignored Chu Yan.

Holy Emperor?

I am the Tenth Saint Emperor, and I have also built my own world, and I am better than any other Saint Emperor?

Du Shiqi is also a genius who can kill time.

This time, her position is regarded as time.

"Kill!"

Zhang Yue was the first to shout, and a road of time appeared.

Very short!

Chu Yan had seen Li Si break through and create a time axis, which was about 100 meters long, but Zhang Yue's road of time was only 10 meters long at this time.

This means that even though Li Si had just entered time, he had already mastered a 100-meter time axis, while Zhang Yue only mastered 10 meters.

Of course, Chu Yan still doesn't know how to convert the number of meters of the road of time.

But it can be roughly understood as.

If you look at it as 1 meter for 1 day.

Li Si can use the power of 100 days to make the power of the 100 days before and after superimpose, and all come to explode at one moment.

Zhang Yue can only use the power of 10 days to make all the 10 days of Zhang Yue appear in this day.

Of course, 10 days does not mean 10 times. After all, you yesterday must be weaker than today, and you tomorrow may be stronger.

So this timeline, 10 days, also depends on which 10 days it is.

The past 10 days, or the future 10 days.

Of course, no matter which 10 days, the timeline will not be broken, so even the past 10 days are still terrible.

Zhang Yue burst out with a punch, and the power of time is superimposed, making Chu Yan feel a huge pressure.

"Time... Is this time?"

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he felt that he had nowhere to hide.

The future and the past are all locked.

But soon, Chu Yan smiled, and smiled brilliantly: "I understand! The so-called time is the superposition of time! Concentrate all the past and the future at this moment. A strong person can even concentrate all the power of this life on one point to explode."

At this moment, Chu Yan felt that he had understood.

But it is precisely because of this that the corners of his mouth rose: "The Way of Time... is indeed infinitely charming, but it's a pity that a waste, after all the efforts of a lifetime, is still a waste, and there is no meaning!"

Time, Chu Yan understood, with unprecedented clarity.

In fact, it is the superposition of time.

But the problem is that time, for the strong, the more it is superimposed, the stronger it is, for the weak...it is actually just that.

The Way of Time is not directly increased, giving you 10,000 or 20,000 avenues of power at once, but it is increased on the original basis.

You are weak, so the increase is naturally weak.

Zhang Yue's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "Chu Yan, you are looking for death!"

"Looking for death?"

Chu Yan looked disdainful: "Just you?"

The next moment, Chu Yan stepped into the air and met Zhang Yue, without dodging or evading, and punched out.

Bang!

The two fists collided.

Then, countless people's pupils shrank slightly.

Bang!

A figure flew out backwards.

It's not Chu Yan!

Zhang Yue!

Poof!

A stream of blood stained the heavens. Zhang Yue was blasted out a hundred meters and hit the wall of the special channel hard, causing the channel to shake violently.

"Zhang Yue!"

Wu Gang, Du Shiqi and others shouted.

Shocked.

Unbelievable.

Did Chu Yan really defeat Shi Guang?

Chu Yan ignored all this and punched back. He was also injured. Shi Guang was still very powerful. His strength increased exponentially, making his blood boil.

But he didn't care. He swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat and continued to walk towards Zhang Yue: "Waste, what's the difference between killing you in one day and ten days?"

"Die!"

Chu Yan slashed out with a sword again.

Crack!

The sword light was thousands of miles away.

For a moment, it seemed that there was only this sword left in the world, endless and covering the heavens.

Zhang Yue had just been punched and vomited blood. He got up and saw the terrible sword light slashing towards him. He shouted and wanted to resist.

Puff!

But it was useless. How powerful was Chu Yan, who was cast by the Saint Emperor at the 18th level? The Senluo World was originally a super avenue, and Chu Yan was also cast by the extreme Dao.

Li Si, who was cast by the Saint Emperor at the 7th level, was able to kill Gao Zhong Shi Guang. Although Chu Yan might not be able to do it, because Li Si killed Gao Zhong Shi Guang with the help of some divine pattern power, Chu Yan did not have it, but now he was not comparable to Zhang Yue, who was at the 10-meter Shi Guang.

"Die!"

"Boom!"

A sword was slashed out, and there was a puff.

Zhang Yue was killed again, and for a moment, his body was a little illusory.

The Shi Guang was shattered.

Zhang Yue's body was ethereal, as if there were many of him flying out of his body, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

"No! Chu Yan, stop!" In the distance, Wu Gang and Zheng He shouted angrily and attacked together, but it was too late.

Chu Yan slashed out with a sword again. Without the Great Dao of Time, Zhang Yue was no different from an ordinary Saint Emperor. How could he block this sword?

Boom!

The sword fell, and the man died.

Whoosh!

A wisp of residual soul flew out, trying desperately to escape, but there was only one sword to greet him.

Puff!

Another sword, and the soul flew away.

Rumble!

In the passage, there was a faint roar of the Great Dao.

The wailing continued.

Crying!

Time, falling!