"court death!"

Ling Jianchen's eyes flashed like cold stars, and his figure looked like tears flashed.

A jumped up.

His figure had already appeared behind Emperor Tianwu, and his long sword slashed out from the sky. The sword light was extremely dazzling, like the slanting moon falling into the sky. The sharp blade teared the void in an instant.

The storm in space is like a river rolling in anger, roaring loudly.

"A little trick to the devil, look at my Tianwu Town Mountains and Rivers!"

Emperor Tianwu roared like a war drum, and he wore a pair of gold and silver fists on his hands.

The fists pounded the void and made waves of roar.

In an instant, his hands turned into two majestic peaks. There was a ray of light lingering on the peaks, like huge chains standing across. The roaring sound was like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the sound was roaring.

Two peaks blocked Ling Jianchen's sword light falling from the sky.

The powerful men of the Tianwu Dynasty showed excitement on their faces: "Your Majesty's unique skill, Tianwu, is a heavenly-level high-level martial art. It is said that when Your Majesty first entered the Martial Emperor, he used this move to kill a master of the fourth level of the Martial Emperor."

"With Your Majesty's current cultivation, even if you face an ordinary half-step divine master, you can fight. Ling Jianchen will definitely die!"

Luo Ziyi looked calm and gently stroked her stomach: "Brother Chen will definitely win!"

In the void.

The Heng Chen Shanyue smashed towards Ling Jianchen with an extremely heavy momentum.

Ling Jianchen's face was calm, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without being shocked. He broke the sky sword in his hand and slashed it away now.

boom.

With a loud bang, the sky and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds surged thousands of miles away.

Between heaven and earth.

The dazzling sword light disappeared, and the Emperor Tianwu stood proudly in the void. The two mountains condensed by holy power in front of him remained motionless, but Ling Jianchen's figure disappeared.

"Dead?"

"Haha, Your Majesty really won!"

The strong men of the Tianwu Dynasty looked excited.

Emperor Tianwu looked at the medicine farmers in southern Xinjiang with a proud look on his face: "Senior, fortunately, I'm not disgraced!"

"You look in front of you first!" said the medicine farmers in southern Xinjiang.

"Um?"

Emperor Tianwu was stunned and saw the two peaks in front of him suddenly cracked and cracked from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, cracks were spread all over it like spider webs.

These cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

The two peaks burst into pieces, and gravels were splashing everywhere in the sky, and Ling Jianchen's figure came into the air. His eyes were still cold and he stared at the Emperor Tianwu: "I'm sorry, I've disappointed you!"

"Damn it!"

Emperor Tianwu's expression suddenly changed.

This attack just now was his strongest martial arts, and even so, he could not stop Ling Jianchen. For the sake of this, the only way is the tactic of the sea of ​​people: "All the strong people of the Tianwu Dynasty will follow me to fight the world!"

"kill!"

"The power of the Heavenly Martial God is invincible!"

This time, there were tens of thousands of strong men coming from the Tianwu Dynasty, and more than two hundred masters from the Emperor of Martial Arts. The entire army was dispatched. The vast torrent of steel came overwhelmingly like a wave of destruction.

"Tianyun Sword Technique!"

"Demonic Slayer Technique!"

"Life and Death Battle Formation..."

One powerful man burst out with extremely powerful attacks, and the overwhelming attack made the world completely boil. The void trembled, as if it could be destroyed at any time.

Ling Jianchen stood proudly in the void alone, holding the sword in one hand, and storming into the thousands of troops.

Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!

For a moment...

The sound of shouting and killing collision between the hilts resounded between heaven and earth.

While Emperor Tianwu was planning and constantly commanding the strong men to resist Ling Jianchen, he was also waiting for an opportunity to move. He clasped his fists with both hands and constantly condensed into a brand new mountain with holy power.

Under his accumulation of energy, these two peaks became larger and larger, and were ten times taller than the previous two peaks.

Ling Jianchen was in the crowd.

The sword in his hand is like the sickle of the God of Death harvesting life. Every time the sword is slashed, a powerful man will fall. His body is covered with blood, and there are countless powerful man killed wherever he passes.

Faced with these opponents who tried to take their lives, Ling Jianchen did not refuse at all.

The blade swept across the thousands of troops.

The human head is separated.

The powerful men fell, and their corpses fell on the ground, and they had already piled up into mountains.

Both sides completely turned their eyes red.

When Ling Jianchen broke the sky sword and killed the head of the last powerful martial emperor of the Tianwu Dynasty, a ferocious roar suddenly came from behind: "Go to die, Ling Jianchen!"

Rumble!

Two extremely majestic peaks, like sacred mountains falling from the sky, crushed down.

This mountain came suddenly and was even more majestic and huge.

Even Ling Jianchen could not avoid his body skills. Under the impact of the mountain, there were two loud bangs. Ling Jianchen was directly pressed under the peak. The sky and earth shook. Except for climbing the sky, all the peaks within a radius of 100 miles collapsed and razed to the ground.

The Immortal Sect hanging in the sky was also violently shaking, shining brightly.

When all dust dissipates.

There were only two peaks in the world and the Emperor Tianwu standing above the peak, but he did not see Ling Jianchen.

Emperor Tianwu stood proudly on the top of the mountain and roared to the sky: "Hahaha, Ling Jianchen, no matter how high your talent and strong your combat power are, you can't stand my thousands of troops. I will win this battle!"

However……

Just when his laughter was the highest.

I saw a black light suddenly penetrated the mountain with a thud and passed through his body.

Emperor Tianwu's laughter came to an abrupt end.

In the end, it gradually turned into a cough, and the cough continued to sound, becoming weaker and weaker. Emperor Tianwu looked surprised and felt a trace of warmth coming from his neck.

A touch of the palm of my hand was sticky, and it was bright red blood.

"What, why is this happening..."

A blood mark on Emperor Tianwu's neck became bigger and bigger, and blood gushed out. Even though he kept covering the wound with his hands, he still could not stop the blood from squirting wildly.

Emperor Tianwu's head fell down, his body separated, and fell on the ground.

One blow.

Emperor Tianwu fell!

"Um?"

The face of the medicine peasant in southern Xinjiang suddenly changed, and a solemn look appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that I underestimated this little girl. Although Emperor Wu had entered the current realm with the gift of the strange phenomena of heaven and earth that day, he was still a master of the ninth level of Emperor Wu, but he was stabbed by him?"

The two towering peaks suddenly cracked from the middle.

Ling Jianchen walked out from the bottom of the mountain. He held a blood-stained sword in one hand. Under the broken peak, the bones of countless powerful men from the Tianwu Dynasty paved a cold road to bones after the fall of countless powerful men of the Tianwu Dynasty.

A blood-stained knife, a road paved by bones.

Ling Jianchen walked on the cold and deadly road.

At the end of the road, it is directed to the medicinal farmers in southern Xinjiang.

Every time Ling Jianchen took a step, a drop of blood dripped down his hand when the Sky Break Sword was in his hand. For eighty-one steps, Ling Jianchen walked to the southern border medicine farmers.
Chapter completed!