Since the "True Sutra of the Ten Thousand Ways of Nirvana" retrograde.

After Ling Jianchen completely merged his martial soul and physical body into the eternal demon body.

This was the first time he used the power of nirvana without hesitation!

If Ling Jianchen had the Eternal Demon Body before he had the Eternal Demon Body, he would only dare to use the power of destruction with a slightest, and would not have dared to explode at once as he did now.

after all.

When he used the power of nirvana, his body was burdened.

But now...

He himself is already an eternal demon body, and is exactly the same as the power of nirvana, and is born from the same origin.

There is no obstacle to using the power of nirvana again!

Under the gray-white light, Ling Jianchen's movements became more and more skillful and smooth. The speed did not seem to be fast, but he could avoid all attacks from the clone of the Martial Emperor at the critical moment.

"How is this possible?" The clone of the Martial Emperor looked confused and shocked.

Even though this is just a clone condensed by true energy, his moves and combat experience are real Wuhuang Ninth Level Powerful.

Ling Jianchen can avoid his attack every time, how can he not shock him?

In fact.

The attack of the Martial Emperor clone is extremely fierce, and with Ling Jianchen's current strength and speed, it is naturally impossible to avoid them all. The reason why he can pass through the flowers without touching his body.

The most important reason is that Ling Jianchen used the power of nirvana.

The power of nirvana.

Extinguish everything.

Destroy everything!

Those attacks that had not approached his body were melted by the power of silence around his body. It was like an ice arrow shot out, while Ling Jianchen was carrying a hot and high temperature.

The ice arrow never approached his body and had been melted by the high temperature.

The closer the ice arrows to his body, the more melted it, and to outsiders, it seemed as if they had avoided all attacks.

"No, it's the gray-white energy on him that is at work. With his strength, it's impossible to avoid all my offensives..." After all, this is the clone of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor, and his combat experience and insight are far beyond ordinary people.

After careful observation, I found clues.

"Good boy, the control of power is so exquisite. It's good, it's really good!"

A cold murderous intent flashed through the eyes of Emperor Wu's clone.

He believed in the way of killing weeds and eliminating roots.

Especially for such an extremely talented existence as Ling Jianchen, he is the least willing to leave the other party's life. Otherwise, once the other party grows up, he will be the one who will suffer.

If we say that the clone of the Martial Emperor was targeting Ling Jianchen for Cheng Ruoxue.

Then now...

However, he really had murderous intentions towards Ling Jianchen. In his eyes that narrowed into a gap, the cold light was squeaked and spit out: "Ling Jianchen, I can make this clone of this seat attack with all my strength, even if you die, it is worth pride!"

"Stop talking nonsense, see the truth under your hands!" Ling Jianchen snorted coldly.

The body changed its direction one after another, and then left and right, around the side of the Martial Emperor's clone, raised his hand and slashed out with a knife.

The gray-white power of nirvana condenses on the blade.

“It’s too slow!”

The Martial Emperor clone said with disdain, raised his hand, grabbed the broken sky knife with bare hands.

"idiot!"

Ling Jianchen showed a sarcastic look on his face.

Although the Duantian Sword is only a sixth-grade combat soldier, it was transformed by the purple-epic mysterious fetus he refined in the divine realm. With the sharpness of the Duantian Sword, even a seventh-grade combat soldier can compete with one or two.

How dare this Martial Emperor clone grab the Sky Breaking Sword with bare hands?

"Broken to me!"

The roar shook the sky like thunder everywhere.

boom!

A loud noise.

One of the palms of the Martial Emperor's clone exploded and turned into blood mist in the sky.

The Emperor Wu clone was frightened and angry: "How is it possible? Your warrior is only a sixth-grade. My body has been bathed in dragon blood, almost comparable to a seventh-grade warrior. You actually destroyed me with one knife? Little bastard, you have completely angered me. I want to tear you into pieces and crush your bones and ashes!"

Just finished speaking.

The light sped up above the clone of the Martial Emperor, flowing thousands of times, condensed into a true qi palm again.

Secretly clenched his fists.

A loud bang erupted.

"Smash the bones and ashes? The last person who talked to me like this has already gone to hell to see the King of Hell!" Ling Jianchen jumped and pursued him with the victory. "I want to see, the true qi contained in your true qi clone can support you to recover several times!"

"The world is in the world, chaos is the tripod, the first method of Wuji sword technique - killing Baixiong with a knife!"

The broken sky knife was raised high.

Black sword lights burst out from the blade, like a meteor shower densely spread across the sky, falling down suddenly.

Pammer.

Terrifying sword lights came one after another.

Each sword light contains the power of nirvana that can destroy and destroy everything.

Under the overwhelming power of nirvana, the Wu Emperor's clone retreated step by step, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. Each sword light was comparable to a full-strength attack of a fifth-level Wuzong, or even more powerful existence.

With Ling Jianchen's current strength, fighting across nine small realms is no problem at all.

not to mention……

He is blessed by the power of nirvana.

Chichichichichi!

The sword light containing the power of nirvana immediately destroyed his body as soon as it touched the clone of the Martial Emperor.

"No, this is impossible!"

"What kind of energy is this? Why is my clone actually destroyed by this energy?" The clone of the Martial Emperor was covered in dire straits, and his body was covered with hideous sword marks.

Cheng Ruoxue panicked: "Master, why are you like this?"

The body of the Martial Emperor's clone became blurred.

The energy of this clone is about to be exhausted.

The Martial Emperor clone looked at Cheng Ruoxue with a gloomy face: "Disciple, this kid is too weird. This clone of the master may not be his opponent. Next, the master general will use a secret technique to hold him back, and you must leave immediately!"

"Master, but my disciple..." Cheng Ruoxue showed hesitation.

The clone of the Martial Emperor said in a deep voice: "With Ling Jianchen's talent, he can definitely replace the Nine Swordsmen to attend the Tianjiao Festival soon. Don't worry, you have made all arrangements for your master. At that time, will you be more ambitious and happy to kill Ling Jianchen at the Tianjiao Festival?"

"Master, are you saying the truth?" Cheng Ruoxue's eyes lit up.

She is now the Holy Demon Spirit Corpse.

Cruel, tyrannical, swallowing others.

When Cheng Ruoxue heard that he could step Ling Jianchen under his feet in front of many people, excitement and ferociousness appeared on his face: "Ling Jianchen, today my master was in seclusion, and he could only send a clone of true energy to allow you to escape. It won't take long before you and I will meet again. At that time, I will make you kneel in front of me, kowtow to me and apologize, and repent for everything you have done. Hahaha..."

Swish!

A bloody palm grabbed Cheng Ruoxue and escaped into the void.

"Where to go!"

Ling Jianchen waved the Sky-Breaking Sword, trying to stop Cheng Ruoxue from leaving.

However……

The clone of the Martial Emperor will not stand by.

boom!

The incomplete Martial Emperor's clone flew away from the Breaking Sky Sword. He narrowed his eyes, his words were cold and resentful: "Ling Jianchen, among the younger generation, you are the first person to force me to lose a clone of true energy. You are the first person to pass on your words on behalf of my disciple. During the grand event of the genius, she will rule the world and kill the head on your neck in front of everyone."

"Genius Festival?"
Chapter completed!