Opening Puncher Royal Body

"Breaking into the palace, contempt for imperial power, be punished!"

An indifferent word came, and there was a strong aura that filled the air, overwhelming countless people.

Jiang He's face froze, staring at the depths of the palace, only to see a young figure coming out step by step.

The person who came was covered with a chaotic mist, and a dragon-shaped sword qi was coiled around his body, revealing an astonishing coercion.

boom!

An imposing manner soared into the sky, and the power of the emperor pervaded all directions, which was breathtaking.

"Meet the Holy Emperor!"

Seeing the person coming, the ancestor immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully.

It was Xia Chen who came, and he came step by step, and with a flick of his finger, a green light was injected into the body of the ancestor, and all the injuries were instantly recovered.

"You step back." Xia Chen waved his hand gently.

The old ancestor bowed respectfully: "Respect, thank the Holy Emperor."

After he finished speaking, he stepped back without any hesitation.

The injury just now was fully recovered by Xia Chen with a flick of his finger, and he was both excited and in awe.

For this young Holy Emperor, there is an indescribable respect in his heart, his strength is unfathomable, and naturally he is not worried at all.

"Are you the so-called Holy Emperor?"

Looking at the person who came, Jiang He's eyes were fiery, revealing a strong edge.

This person is very strong. Judging from his breath, he is actually a master of Nirvana, which makes him feel a little shocked.

The new emperor who just succeeded to the throne is actually a master of Nirvana, which is a little troublesome.

However, he is still confident that ordinary Nirvana is not his opponent at all.

Xia Chen stood in the void, looking at Jiang He in front of him, the contemporary head of Tianjianmen, with unparalleled strength.

At a glance, you can see through the details of the other party, Nirvana Triple Heaven, and also condense the three flowers on the top, with a mighty sword intent.

"Sect Master Tianjian, are you going to rebel?"

Xia Chen's indifferent words revealed a chilling murderous intent.

As soon as these words came out, Tianjianmen's face changed slightly, and he rebelled, which cannot be admitted.

Although he came to suppress the imperial power, even to dominate the dynasty and control the change of emperors, he did not dare to admit the fact that he rebelled.

"I have no intention of rebelling, I just want to get justice for the disciple who died tragically."

Jiang He said with a solemn expression and murderous aura.

Xia Chen narrowed his eyes and snorted: "The people of Tianjianmen, participating in the prince's rebellion, are unforgivable, and you trespassed in the palace, contempt for the imperial power, intending to rebel, and the crime is one more level."

"fart!"

Jiang He suddenly scolded: "This seat is here to escape justice, and you must give an explanation when you kill my Tianjianmen."

"Today, this seat will cut off the head of your holy emperor, and let the world know that my Tianjianmen is not easy to mess with."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, a shocking sword intent erupted from Jiang He's body, and three illusory flowers slowly appeared on the top of his head.

That is the top three flowers, surrounded by dense sword qi, constantly spewing out, forming a sword qi storm.

"Three flowers on top?"

Xia Chen looked indifferently at Jiang He in front of him. He was a master who gathered the three flowers on the top. It was the first time he saw the three flowers gathered on the top of the Nirvana master. He was a figure.

"Sword Punishment!"

With a cold drink, the sword energy in the sky gathered and turned into a long river.

This is Jiang He's great lore, an extremely powerful move in non-heaven swordsmanship, condensing countless sword qi into Jianhe to attack and kill the enemy.

"Eight Desolate Sword Art."

Xia Chen's eyes were calm, and he drew his fingers together and made a light stroke. Infinite sword light poured out of his body.

A sword river, a stegosaurus, two sword qi collided fiercely.

Boom!

With a roar, the explosion continued, and countless sword qi continued to explode, collapse, and swept in all directions.

Click, click!

A large amount of sword energy dissipated, leaving cracks across the ground. Trees, flowers, rocks and rocks seemed to be cut off one by one and turned into ruins.

When everything dissipated, revealing the two people in the air, Xia Chen didn't move, and there was no change in his body.

On the other hand, Jiang He's face showed a hint of anger, and he retreated a dozen meters, leaving a sword mark on his body, and his robe was torn.

"A good Eight Desolate Sword Art, not bad."

Jiang He's face was a little gloomy, and he actually fell behind, and he was almost pierced by a sword energy just now.

Although he was not injured, he lost face in the first fight.

"You are too bad." Xia Chen replied lightly.

These words completely angered Jiang He, his whole body was boiling with sword intent, rumbling through the clouds, and the mighty sword energy was extremely terrifying.

All the people in the city, the powerhouses from all sides looked at the terrifying sword light in horror, the sword intent was so strong that everyone could not breathe.

"What a terrible sword intent."

"Tianjianmen, really scary."

Someone said in horror.

But someone immediately retorted: "Tianjianmen is powerful, but the one in the palace is more powerful and seems to suppress the head of Tianjianmen."

There was a lot of discussion, and the martial arts masters from all sides who watched the battle were all horrified and looked at the strength of Jiang He, the master of Tianjianmen.

But looking at the young figure in the palace, a chaotic mist shrouded his body, and he exuded a might of an emperor, which was breathtaking.

Boom boom boom.

The two people's breaths collided, and the suffocation rushed into the night.

"Pick up my sword again, the sword of heaven, and destroy the imperial power!"

Jiang He roared loudly, his breath accumulated to the peak, and his whole body turned into a world-shattering Heavenly Sword, exuding splendid celestial might, as if punishment from the sky.

The non-celestial swordsmanship of Tianjianmen, known as the Tianjian, has an unstoppable power of brilliance in the sky.

"Show your swordsmanship, then kill you with one sword."

hum!

Xia Chen snorted coldly, grabbed with his left hand, and added a simple and simple sword. The breath all over his body suddenly shook, and the surrounding space fluctuated slightly.

With the Human Sovereign Sword in hand, the aura of the whole person suddenly changed, and the majesty of the emperor was so powerful that everyone inside and outside the imperial city couldn't help but kneel.

Even Jiang He felt the intimidation of that terrifying aura, his face changed slightly, but he didn't care much, and directly slashed down with the strongest trick, the Heavenly Sword.

This is the most powerful move of the Heavenly Sword Sect. It is not the profound meaning of Heavenly Swordsmanship. With a sword from the sky, it will cut off the power of the imperial power. From then on, it will be above the imperial power and become a supernatural being.

"I, disrespect the sky, the sky oppresses me, and splits the sky."

"I am God!"

Xia Chen suddenly snorted coldly, and a hazy phantom appeared behind him, exuding a terrifying emperor's aura, and the phantom of the emperor merged into his body.

I saw Xia Chen suddenly holding the sword, and a terrifying sword intent filled his body, a kind of emperor's will slowly condensed and gathered on the sword body.

Clang!

Hearing the sound of "clanging", everyone's ear drums roared, their heads were dizzy, and their consciousness was blurred.

The Emperor's Sword was unsheathed, and it was dark, as if it had lost its luster.

Everyone only saw a light piercing through the darkness, as if the world had opened up, shocking all directions, and their minds were turbulent.

"The sword of the emperor, cut the sky!"

With Xia Chen's cold drink, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and cultivated sword intent all over his body, all pouring into this sword and gently drawing the sword and swinging it.

Click!

A crisp sound came, and the sky cracked.