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Chapter 265 Nine Cauldrons!

Emperor Jiaming sighed slightly, saw that He Pingan was about to make a move, and said regretfully: "I thought that the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon would understand what I mean after seeing this chessboard."

After the words fell, his eyes flashed, and he took a step forward, and a powerful aura swept out from his body: "For some ants, I am an enemy of me, but I am still a first-order ordinary person!"

"It's a pity that this body is cultivated!"

"Boom!"

As his breath was released, in the void, the wind howled, the dark clouds rolled, the golden thunder rang, and the thunderbolt sounded continuously.

In the entire Xuanyang City, it seemed that the catastrophe of annihilation had been encountered. Countless houses were destroyed by this powerful force, and the people ran for their lives below.

This blow was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the monks in Xuanyang City burst out collectively. Some monks chose to move the people to a safe area, but more monks came here.

The dragon guard monks who were guarding here and the dozens of upper third-rank monks in the Hall of Eternal Life immediately dispersed, keeping all the monks rushing here at a distance and not allowed to approach.

"As Emperor Daxuan, you actually ignore the life and death of the people?"

He Ping'an turned into a thousand-foot dark gold giant, his voice was like thunder and mighty, echoing throughout Xuanyang City.

"I am the master of Daxuan, the death of a few ants is not as important as my breaking through the realm of the emperor!"

"I will tell you a truth today. If you want to rule the world, you don't have to be high-level, you can use it if you can fight!"

"More importantly, you must have power and background!"

"Otherwise, I'm just a little bastard!"

In his opinion, He Ping'an must be peeking at the position of Emperor Daxuan. Emperor Jiaming stepped on the void, his body was full of mana, and his mind communicated with the fate of Daxuan, and a powerful mysterious force immediately fell into his body. middle.

[-]% national luck!

Immediately, his body exuded a strength not weaker than that of Transcendence.

"court death!"

He Ping'an's eyes flickered with dark golden light, and then his figure flashed, and he disappeared from Emperor Jiaming's sight.

Disappeared?
Emperor Jiaming's heart trembled, the divine light in his eyes swept across, and his spiritual consciousness crazily spilled out, covering a range of ten miles around him, trying to find He Pingan's figure.

At this moment, there was a wave in the void on the right side of his body, and before Emperor Jia Ming could react, a fist shining with dark golden light had already hit his right temple.

There was no sound of breaking through the air, because the speed of the fist had completely exceeded the speed of the wind.

"when!"

A sound of metal and iron resounded through the world, and a trace of surprise flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, and his figure flashed before disappearing into the void.

I saw around Emperor Jiaming's body, and at some point, a small three-legged tripod appeared, and the body of the tripod was full of divine splendor, protecting Emperor Jiaming firmly in the middle.

He Ping'an's punch just now did not hit Emperor Jiaming, but hit the small tripod.

Although it blasted through the Shenhua outside Xiaoding, it was actually blocked by Xiaoding.

"Nine cauldrons?"

He Pingan stepped out of the void, and the three-legged tripod in front of him was exactly the same as the broken tripod he was holding.

It's just that this small tripod is intact and can release the full power of the small tripod.

And He Pingan is no longer the first brother back then. After getting the broken small tripod, he has studied the origin of the small tripod many times, and has already gained a little.

The small tripod was made by the Daxuan Taizu collecting the water and soil of Daxuan Kyushu in the past, fused with various precious spiritual materials such as meteorite iron from the outer space, copper from the first mountain, etc., and smelted after seven to seven days.

When the Jiuding was cast, a vision appeared in the sky above Daxuan and Jiuzhou, and the Taibai star appeared for nine consecutive days, regardless of day and night.

Si Tianjian predicted: "This is great auspiciousness, and the white star shines in the sky for nine days, which means that the four directions of Daxuan will be peaceful, all nations will submit, and long-term peace and stability will last forever."

Taizu Daxuan was overjoyed, so he gathered the nine tripods in Xuanyang City to show that Taizu Daxuan became the lord of Kyushu, and the world was unified from now on.

The central tripod is Di Ding, the east is Cang Ding, the south is Tong Ding, the north is Bao Ding, the northeast is Mu Ding, the southeast is Gang Ding, the southwest is Fu Ding, the west is Jing Ding, and the northwest is Kui Ding.

After practicing Jiuding, Daxuan Taizu also relied on the magic of Jiuding in his hand to defeat powerful enemies many times. The Dragon King of the East China Sea was also injured by Jiuding.

And the broken small tripod in He Ping'an's hand should be the Tong tripod after Guo Jianzheng identified it.

But why it is incomplete, Guo Jianzheng does not know.

Even He Ping'an could not find the missing part of the small tripod even if he used Xiaoyan's divine numbers to do the divination.

"It's the Emperor Ding!"

Emperor Jiaming stood proudly in the void, and when he saw that Di Ding blocked He Ping'an's attack, he immediately became confident.

"Martial Sage Riding a Dragon, you can't break my Emperor's Cauldron, why don't you stop here, and when I become the King of Human Beings, I can make you a Martial Saint to protect the country."

Emperor Jiaming's voice was full of temptation: "You and my monarch and ministers join hands to sweep the world, and we can also make a great story for a generation."

"Ha ha."

He Pingan sneered: "It's just a tortoise shell, just break it!"

After the words fell, his figure flashed again, and he appeared again, already behind Emperor Jia Ming.

"vigorously!"

As a mysterious force of heaven and earth fell into the body, He Pingan punched out, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and within a hundred miles around, the wind and clouds were stirred by it, and the dark gold fist was like a giant hammer, blasting towards Emperor Jiaming.

"clang!"

The emperor cauldron radiated ten thousand bodies, and when the cauldron turned around, it stood in front of Emperor Jiaming, and the front of the fist hit the emperor cauldron, making a loud noise.

However, although Di Ding blocked He Ping'an's punch, the infinite force on the front of the fist could not be completely removed, and he flew to the sky involuntarily.

"clang!"

There was another loud noise, and the figure of Emperor Jiaming wrapped by the tripod was kicked into the void by He Pingan again.

Emperor Jiaming, who was in the cauldron, poured mana into the cauldron continuously, trying to stabilize his figure, but under He Ping'an's terrifying force, he couldn't hold it at all.

"Clang! Clang! Clang"

There was another burst of continuous bombardment, but in an instant, the figure of Emperor Jiaming had been kicked thousands of miles into the sky by He Pingan like a football.

In this way, keeping Emperor Jiaming away from the Jiuzhuan Wanshou Furnace, even if the pill was successful, he would not be able to take the pill.

At the same time, it also prevented the aftermath of the fight between the two, which would raze the entire Xuanyang City to the ground.

"Shuzi, dare!"

Emperor Jiaming was furious, he thought that his cultivation might not be very safe, but with the help of Jiuding, he should be able to fight with him.

But I didn't expect that the strength gap between the two was so big.

With a stern look in his eyes, he was about to use the secret technique.

He Pingan secretly thought that he was lucky, if he hadn't broken through ten thousand years of Taoism at this time, he might have no way to break through the defense in the face of Emperor Jiaming's Jiuding.

"Come again!"

Thinking in his heart, He Ping'an's subordinates did not stop, his figure flashed, and he appeared under the emperor's cauldron again. He kicked out and was shocked. Emperor Jiaming's secret technique had not yet been used, and he was kicked hundreds of feet away again.

The dark golden light flickered, and before Emperor Jiaming's figure stopped, He Pingan reappeared and kicked out again, and the tripod was kicked downward again by him.

During this back and forth, the Emperor Ding was incomparably tough, and the light on it gradually dimmed.

Especially Emperor Jiaming who was in the cauldron consumed a huge amount of mana, and his physical body was shaken. Even if his martial arts cultivation had reached the peak of the first rank, his physical body was so strong that he couldn't bear a trace of the supreme force that infiltrated into the cauldron.

On the physical body, bloodstains gradually cracked.

Moreover, the loss of physical body and mana was second to none. Emperor Jiaming was kicked back and forth like a ball by He Pingan, but he couldn't hold back his face.

After all, there are countless monks below, watching the battle in the sky.

Even if he wins in the end, this battle will definitely become the shame of Emperor Jiaming's life.

"Extremely Heaven-breaking Kung Fu!"

Emperor Jiaming finally seized a chance after being kicked out by He Pingan for hundreds of rounds, shouted loudly, and communicated with the fate of the Daxuan Kingdom in the dark.

He had already borrowed Daxuan's [-]% national fortune just now, but he was not He Ping'an's opponent at all.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to use the royal family's secret technique, borrowing the sixty percent of the fortune of the Great Xuan!

"Boom!"

As the sound fell, a powerful mysterious force surged from the void, and in the thick clouds, an extremely intense golden light shone down from the void, enveloping Emperor Jiaming in it.

Looking at all directions, a domineering aura began to pervade him.

He Pingan kicked it out, the dark golden light flashed, and hit the emperor tripod again, but this time the emperor tripod was not as before, was kicked away again, and the divine splendor flickered, so he took the kick steadily .

"Three crazy Taoists, I will give you one last chance to surrender to me!"

Emperor Jiaming revealed his figure from the golden light, and the golden liquid flowed all over his body, as if cast by divine gold, exuding a bright metallic luster, his eyes were sharp and deep, and his body naturally exuded a terrifying majesty.

"Delusion!"

He Pingan frowned slightly. At this time, Emperor Jiaming, although his cultivation level was still not as good as his own, had faintly approached him.

If he wanted to kill him, it would not be so easy.

"Sky Breaking Fist!"

When Emperor Jiaming heard this, he stopped hesitating, shot out thousands of golden lights all over his body, and punched He Pingan with a fist.

The fist was fierce to the extreme, mighty and mighty, and pushed horizontally, a terrifying will filled the air, sealing the sky and locking the earth, as if he would not give up until He Pingan was defeated.

Wherever he passed, the void trembled, and anything that stood in his way was reduced to dust under the force of his fist.

Seeing this, He Pingan showed a slight smile on his face, fearing that Emperor Jiaming would not come out from hiding in the tortoise shell, since he dared to make a move, he had a way to defeat him.

With a dark golden light shining on his body, He Pingan didn't back down at all, facing the punch, he threw out a flat punch.

boom!
Accompanied by the sound of a violent collision that could cause the earth to shake, He Ping'an and Emperor Jiaming's fists collided together.

"Boom!"

The dark golden light and the golden light flashed, and the terrifying aftermath swept away to the surroundings, causing the void within a hundred miles around to tremble.

"Boom!"

A huge force surged in, and Emperor Jiaming couldn't help himself. He stepped on the void and kept retreating. In the void, ripples like water waves suddenly appeared.

"impossible!"

Emperor Jiaming's face was full of shock, he borrowed [-]% of the national fortune, his cultivation was close to the realm of the emperor, and he still fell behind.

You know, he didn't borrow [-]% of the country's luck for nothing, and if he lost ten years of life, he could only maintain his current state for half an hour.

After half an hour, if he can't win, his cultivation base will be restored, and his life essence will be deducted, so he can only wait to die.

Xuanyang City.

With the departure of Emperor Jiaming, calm was temporarily restored.

Nearly a hundred figures were divided into two camps, standing three hundred miles above Xuanyang City, facing each other, looking at each other vigilantly, and drawing their swords to face each other if they disagreed.

"There is trouble in the Holy Spirit."

At this time, the monks in the camp on the left saw Emperor Jiaming being repulsed thousands of miles into the sky, so they prepared to soar into the sky.

In the camp on the right, a tall, elegant old Taoist priest with a long sword hanging from his waist appeared in a flash on top of the monk's head. With a palm slap, the magic power overflowed, sealing the world, and immediately suppressing the void here.

"Reverend Chongyang, do you really want to be an enemy of the Dragon Guard?"

At this moment, among the monks on the left, a Taoist monk with a long sword on his back flashed out, exuding an icy aura all over his body, staring at Daoist Chongyang in the sky with a sharp sword light in his eyes.

This person's cultivation has already reached a half-step transcendence.

"Reverend Mingyu, the poor Taoist is entrusted by others, and it is a matter of loyalty, no one should come forward to disturb Wu Shengdou today!"

Immortal Chongyang opened his mouth and said slowly, his figure didn't give up half a step, and his momentum kept rising, obviously he was ready to fight with Immortal Mingyu.

"Chong!"

With a sword cry, the long sword behind Master Mingyu unsheathed.

"Hehe, the two fellow daoists beat you to death as soon as you came here, why don't you just watch from the sidelines?"

Seeing that the two were about to make a move, a middle-aged man in a gray Confucian robe suddenly appeared between them and said with a smile.

On the surface, it seems to be persuading peace, but in fact, it is faintly targeting the real person Chongyang.

"Liu Sheng!"

Master Mingyu's eyes faltered with the sword glow, and seeing the man in gray who suddenly appeared, his heart sank.

Liu Sheng has not cared about the world affairs for a long time, unexpectedly, he also unknowingly turned to the three crazy Taoists.

Looking at the camp on the right now, the number of people is still increasing slowly, and on my side, there are only dozens of monks of the third rank of the dragon guards.

In fact, he was slightly dissatisfied with what Emperor Jiaming had done, but he dared not speak out.

Especially at this time when the two transcendental powers are fighting, even if he goes up to help, the help produced is very small, and it is likely to be affected by the aftermath.

But if he didn't go up to help, but he was afraid that Emperor Jiaming would win by chance, and he would definitely kill all his people in the future.

Moreover, if the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon wins, he is also worried that after the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon wins in the future, the Dragon Guards will definitely be bloodbathed.

Worrying about gains and losses in his heart, his complexion is cloudy and uncertain.

At this time, the layman Zizhu who had been silent all this time seemed to see the concerns of Master Mingyu, and began to persuade him: "The Martial Sage Riding Dragon has something to say first, if the cultivator guarding the dragon can know how to go astray, and stop helping the evildoers, you can forgive him." life."

He Ping'an had instructed Layman Zizhu about this matter before, and many monks who guarded the dragon had to succumb under the oppression of Emperor Jiaming's despotic power.

To kill so many human races, most of the dragon guard monks also resisted in their hearts.

Of course, if there are monks who are cruel by nature and do a lot of evil, He Pingan will not be merciful.

This has to be carefully screened after the fact.

Hearing these words, Master Mingyu was moved in his heart.

Master Chongyang saw that Master Mingyu was no longer as determined as before, looked at the two figures in the void from a distance, and said slowly: "Master Mingyu, the strength of these two people is not ordinary transcendence, it is If you and I enter the nearby Baizhang, we will be torn to pieces by the aftermath of the confrontation."

"Even if you go up, it doesn't make much sense."

"Reverend Chongyang, you have already reached the half-step transcendence of Taoism, and you can't even move within a hundred feet?"

When Layman Zizhu heard this, he was also surprised.

He didn't have an accurate judgment on the strength of He Pingan and the others, after all, he was only in the middle of the first rank.

Master Chongyang shook his head, with a look of deep frustration on his face.

It's fine for Emperor Jiaming, it's just a trick, but the Dragon Riding Martial Saint has real strength.

I am very gifted. When I was born, I had a red light shining in the world, and then I was accepted by the master to be the Quanzhen Taoist, claiming that I have the appearance of a real fairy.

However, 600 years have passed, and the cultivation base is still stagnant at half-step transcendence, unable to make any progress.

If those three crazy Taoists hadn't given him the original immortal energy, his lifespan would be exhausted in another 100 years.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the surrounding people showed a trace of shock. They already belonged to the top strength of the Daxuan Human Race, but they were a little unpredictable about the strength of the two above.

I only know that it is very strong, but there is no reference for how strong it is.

Now after listening to the introduction of Chongyang real person who is half-step detached, I have a deeper understanding of the strength of the two.

At this moment, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong, who had been standing beside Reverend Mingyu, began to persuade: "Reverend Mingyu, since this is the case, we will die in vain if we go up, why don't we just wait here for them to decide the winner?"

Even the king of Tang, a strange look flashed in the eyes of Master Mingyu, and his heart turned a thousand times. After a long time, he let out a long sigh, flicked his sleeves, and fell back into the dragon guard team, without further words.

The words were divided into two parts. At this time, in the void, Emperor Jiaming kept retreating, and before he could completely stabilize his figure, he heard a stern shout.

"die!"

A cold and stern voice sounded, and then Emperor Jiaming saw a burst of blood in front of him, and a blood-colored electric light quickly pierced over. Where the blood light touched, the void was torn apart one after another.

"not good!"

Emperor Jiaming's complexion changed, and when there was no time left, Di Ding appeared in front of him, blocking the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword.

"Squeak."

The Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword pierced the Emperor Cauldron, making a piercing sound, and then burst out endless bloody rays of light, which devoured and annihilated each other with the golden light on the Emperor Cauldron.

After ten breaths, as the blood light subsided, the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Sword turned into a blood light again and fell back into He Pingan's hands.

"call"

Emperor Jiaming let out a deep breath, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

It was only a hair's breadth away, and he was slashed on the body by the Heavenly Demon Blood Transforming Sword.

Although he didn't quite understand the efficacy of the Heavenly Devil's Transforming Blood Knife, just looking at the pungent blood energy permeating the blood knife and the dense blood light, it must not be an ordinary magic weapon.

"Come again!"

He Pingan let out a roar, and punched Emperor Jiaming again.

The dark golden light flickered, and wherever the edge of the fist reached, a terrifying whirlpool of fist wind blasted out in the void, and even the air was distorted by his terrifying fist force.

Seeing He Pingan coming, Emperor Jiaming flashed golden light all over his body, and his mana continued to surge. He borrowed the national movement to induce the Daxuan Kyushu to vibrate at the same time, and shouted softly: "The emperor is coming!"

As the sound fell, a huge phantom suddenly descended from the sky and landed directly behind Emperor Jia Ming.

Wearing a golden crown on his head, Xu Ying is tall and tall, with his eyes closed, his face firm and firm, and his breath full of vigor and weight, he stands proudly between the sky and the earth.

With the appearance of the phantom of the golden crown, coercion surged like a roaring tsunami, and He Pingan was about to be overwhelmed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)