Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

"It's really fearless for those who don't know," Zhu Houzhao sneered, "Shao Ai, it's not too far from the world. I'll waste time with you. If you miss the sword competition between the swordsman and Xiong A, the gain will outweigh the loss."

Yu Wenhua was about to speak.Suddenly, his eyes were dull.

Because he found that the mysterious ice on Zhu Houzhao's right arm was thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was not melting from the outside to the inside, but was absorbed by Zhu Houzhao's body from the inside out.

The mysterious ice on Zhu Houzhao's right arm is getting thinner and thinner...

Finally, after Zhu Houzhao slowly clenched his fists and his fist strength exploded, the outermost layer of ice cubes turned into business powder, and an incomparably powerful golden light erupted from Zhu Houzhao's right arm.

"Actually...it was absorbed!" Yuwenshang's voice was trembling. He looked at Zhu Houzhao in disbelief, feeling that his outlook on life was collapsing, "This...how is this possible!"

"Quite Xuanbing, who can be me?" Zhu Houzhao sneered. As early as when Yuwenshang used his backhand, he realized that something was wrong, but in order to prevent Yuwenshang from breaking the pot and falling, it was not good for the ice soul.

Just pretending to be confused.

Now that the ice soul is in hand, in order to prevent the unsettled factors on the side of Yujie and Zhu Yuyan, Yuwenshang, the first master of the Yuwen clan, should die!

The wind is rolling, the clouds are moving, and the energy of impermanence and indeterminacy slowly blends together. Zhu Houzhao's eyes are unprecedentedly bright.

The cloud gradually blocked the light of the sun. It was dark between the sky and the earth, but Zhu Houzhao's hand, a sword appeared, a thin and invisible sword one by one!

"Yuwenshang, come and taste it, is the Dugu Sword's Sword [-], which is more subtle, or the Prince's Sword [-], which is more domineering, how about it?" Zhu Houzhao smiled brilliantly, just now, Dugu sword move

At the time, he had already recorded the twenty-two swords, and after a moment of deduction, he understood that seventy-seven/l

[-]% of the Mahabharata, coupled with the Holy Spirit Sword Art Sword [-], Zhu Houzhao is looking forward to it, how powerful it will be!

He... has a sword!.

Chapter [-] The Immortal "God" (Fourth)

Yu Wenshang was sluggish, facing Zhu Houzhao's sword, he felt the pressure of death even greater than before, and his eyes were filled with incomparable fear and heart palpitations.

Zhu Houzhao's sword is even faster, more extreme, and stronger than the sword saint's sword!

Because Zhu Houzhao is younger than Juggernaut. He is much better than Juggernaut. He can use his strength recklessly without worrying about the loss of vitality!

Twenty-two invincible sword qi condensed on the Chengying Sword in his hand, suspended, and danced, exuding a suffocating terrifying and sharp aura.

"You... How could you know Jian Twenty-two?" Jian Twenty-two has left a shadow in Yuwenshang's heart.He couldn't believe that Zhu Houzhao could even make this move, 'No...you can't kill me, you can't

kill me!"

Zhu Houzhao smiled.Smiling confidently, Chi-joo is in control and in control.

"Who said I killed you?" Zhu Houzhao's mouth twitched slightly, and the wind blew his white clothes, which looked elegant and dusty, like an immortal in the sky, not stained with dust and smoke, and had nothing to do with the word "killing stamp". , he laughs

Now, "The one who killed you is obviously the only survivor of Peerless City, Sword Saint Dugu Sword!"

Twenty-two sharp sword qi merged into the Chengying Sword one by one. Let the originally invisible Chengying Sword slowly reveal its body.

Condensed to the ultimate sword qi, its sword edge is as crystal clear and beautiful as the glazed glass ruins, but it has the terrifying power of destroying vitality.

"No wonder this Juggernaut quickly realized Sword Twenty-three after comprehending Sword Twenty-two." Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath. 'It turns out that there is a trace of destruction in Sword Twenty-two.' heaven and earth,

The energy of , like a key, can open the door sealed with the 'devil' and release that magical sword. "

Yes, a magical sword.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao realized that Jian Twenty-three should be a sword technique with spirituality. Even, it has its own thoughts, and it will take the initiative to find its own master.

On a certain level, Jian [-] is very similar to Yan Shisan's [-] killing swords. If the user's cultivation base is not enough, it is easy to change from 'human-controlled sword' to 'sword manipulation-u-human'.

However, with the sword twenty-two alone, Zhu Houzhao still has enough confidence that he can control it freely, and will not be affected by the "ruthless and selfless" sword intent.

Jian Twenty-two is in his hands, and there is only one choice to surrender.

Yuwenshang's face showed an expression of sudden realization, and it was at this moment that he really understood Zhu Houzhao's intentions: "You...you want to kill me, and then put the blame on Dugujian, causing a relationship between the Dugu clan and the Yuwen clan.

The battle between the two, to reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right,'" Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly, shaking the Chengying Sword in his hand, and his entire body disappeared in place.

There are no words to describe Zhu Houzhao's speed at this time.Pian Ruo Jinghong? Jinghong is not so fast.As fast as a stinger? Even the speed of thunder, I am afraid it will not be so startling,

However, he saw a bright sword light flashing past, and in the next instant, Zhu Houzhao had already put away the sword of Chengying and set foot on the road to the World Association again.

, 'Jian Twenty-two has been in the bag, Jian Twenty-three, this prince is looking forward to your wind qing!"

"Maha Boundless, with Jian Twenty-three, the Heavenly Sword Emperor in this world is destined to be my Emperor Zhu Houzhao!"

Zhu Houzhao's figure disappeared at the junction of heaven and earth, and Yuwen's wounded Yuexiong mouth finally appeared a little red.

Gradually, the red glow spread out, and countless fragments of sword qi burst out from his body, cutting his body into dozens of pieces, and the flesh was blurred.

After the sword energy was transmitted, it even left deep sword marks on the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon.

The canyon gradually returned to dead silence, and the smell of blood attracted the wolves, but they did not approach the corpse, because the remaining sword energy gave them a sense of deadly threat, and they dared not make fun of their lives.

After an unknown time, a man walked into the mouth of the canyon again.

He was wearing an extremely gorgeous brocade suit on his body, and his back was mopping the floor, but he didn't touch the slightest bit of dust, and his body clearly stepped on the ground.But it seems to be riding the wind and climbing the clouds, above the nine heavens.

He walked slowly to Yuwenshang's corpse, looked at Yuwenshang's corpse, and had a sinister smile of interest on his face. "Interesting, interesting."

"From the moment I sensed the immeasurable energy of the Mahabharata, I arrived here, but in just a short tea time, I didn't expect that Yuwenshang, this trash, has already been killed." The man looked at the corpse on the ground, and the corner of his mouth curled.

The same twenty-two sword moves, and even the breath, can be created exactly the same. ',