the first emperor

Chapter 1091
"Little baby, you have gone so deep into the Cracked Wilderness, but what great gains have you made?"

The burly man in flame armor looked at Xi Qianye and the others with intriguing eyes.

There are opportunities everywhere in the Holy Ruins, and generally speaking, the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunities.

Therefore, many monks will try their best to explore some dangerous areas, so that the probability of encountering great opportunities will be greater.

The Lieyao Wilderness is a place full of dangers and opportunities in the Holy Ruins.

Because it is too dangerous, there are quite few people who come here.

Not to mention a few little babies, even if they were people, they would not dare to run around in the Lianyao Wasteland, and their lives might be in danger at some point.

"Who are you calling baby!" He Baizhu's face was cold.

"Hehe, she's quite tempered."

The armored man sneered, obviously not paying attention to He Baizhu.

"Why bother talking nonsense with them, just kill and search them, and you will know if they have obtained any treasure of chance."

As soon as the words fell, an extremely cold breath swept out, turning into a flickering palm print and slapping Xi Qianye and the others.

The person who shot was the middle-aged Confucian scholar among the three. His appearance was normal among the three, and he was not as hideous as the other two.However, no one expected that such a middle-aged Confucian scholar would be the most vicious, ready to kill when he came up.

"Old Qin has a hot temper, bullying the small with the big, no good or bad."

The armored man shook his head and shook his head. Although he said something bad, he didn't intend to stop him at all. Instead, he folded his arms and turned his lips up, as if he was watching a show.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looks thin, but his strength is terrifying. With a single palm, he can evacuate the vitality of a hundred miles around, and freeze the space.

"Want to kill people and get more goods? Court death!"

He Baizhu's face was frosty, turning into a stream of light, and slammed into the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

bump!
With a loud noise, the cold current palm print of the middle-aged Confucian scholar was directly shattered, turning into scattered air currents and flying around.

He Baizhu's castration continued unabated, leaving a few phantoms in the air, which appeared in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar in an instant, and pointed out.

Burning Soul Finger!
It is said that the emperor-level secret technique, which is famous all over the world on Mu Cang Continent, was created by an extremely powerful emperor in history.

It was only after He Baizhu broke through to become a heavenly sage that he was able to succeed in cultivation.

The complexion of the middle-aged Confucian scholar changed slightly. He thought he was just a few juniors, but unexpectedly he was so strong, he defeated his attack in the blink of an eye, and he gained power so that no one could bully him.

As a master at the Supreme King level, the natural reaction is quite fast.

From that finger, he felt a terrifying threat, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

boom!
The middle-aged Confucian scholar flipped his wrist, and a black folding fan appeared in his hand. Mountains, rivers and rivers were painted on the fan, and it seemed to slam into He Baizhu's finger with the momentum of mountains and rivers.

"Chuanhe cloud fan."

Huo Kai's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect Qin Yan to sacrifice all the Chuanhe cloud fans.

The Chuanhe Cloud Fan is the supreme weapon, the supreme holy object of the Chuanhemen.

Did that young woman put so much pressure on him to take out the supreme weapon in one face-to-face!

Seeing this, the horned monster who looked like he had nothing to do with himself froze his eyes slightly.

In the supreme battle, only the mutual feelings are the deepest in the battle. Obviously, Qin Yan felt the unparalleled threat in front of the young woman, so he sacrificed the Chuanhe Yunfan without hesitation.

"It seems we underestimated people."

The horned man muttered to himself, from the fact that the woman smashed the palm print of Qin Yan, it can be known that this person is at least at the level of the supreme king.

Now let's see how strong that woman is, and whether she can take advantage of Qin Tan's hands.

boom!
The Burning Soul Finger collided with the Chuanhe Cloud Fan.

There was a huge earthquake in the sky and the earth, and the hurricane swept across it, like a whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, shaking the mountains in a radius of a hundred miles.

He Baizhu's body shook, and he retreated a hundred feet backwards.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar named Qin Tan had a slight advantage, and he only took three steps back to stabilize his figure.

Of course, the power of the burning soul finger is not only reflected in physical attacks, but also has a great impact on the soul.

Qin Tan obviously did not expect that the Burning Soul Finger is a secret skill with two sides in one body, and an inadvertent soul was caught by it, and fell into a short-term trance.

If he hadn't gone all out to urge the Chuanhe cloud fan to repel He Baizhu, just losing his mind for this moment, his life would be in danger.

“Is a broken fan strong?”

He Baizhu snorted softly, and was obviously dissatisfied when he was repelled by the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

With a flick of her fingers, an antique long sword appeared in her hand, shining brightly and exuding divine light.

The imperial weapon of the sword, the antique long sword, is exactly the imperial weapon of the sword held in He Baizhu's hand.

As a real imperial weapon, it exudes an aura of supremacy as soon as it appears. For a moment, the world was shaken, and all laws retreated one after another.The emperor's weapon contains the complete laws of the emperor's way, and in a world where there are only the laws of the holy way, it can be called the only one.

"What kind of weapon is that?"

Huo Kai's body tensed up, and he felt a coolness in his bones, as if a death scythe was floating above his head, trembling all over his body.

The horned grotesque, who was watching a play, also took a step back subconsciously, his eyes full of fear.

"kill!"

He Baizhu swung his sword and slashed out. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, the sun and the moon were dark, and only a cloud of sword energy streaked across the void, slashing towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar like a fleeting shadow.

"Not good! Brothers, save me."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar just woke up from his trance when he saw a mass of sword light rushing towards him, like a shooting star in the dark night, and it seemed that only that mass of light was shining in the whole world.

Crazy fear and the shadow of death enveloped his heart. At that moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar had a premonition of his own death.

With his own strength, he might not be able to stop it at all.

Huo Kai's strong man and the horned man looked at each other, and they shot one after another without much hesitation, helping the middle-aged Confucian scholar to block the sword light.

They were already tied to the same boat with the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and it was impossible to watch the middle-aged Confucian scholar die. Otherwise, the young human woman could kill Qin Yan, and they could also kill them.

boom!
The sky and the earth were shaken, the stream of light swept across the sky, the floating clouds dissipated and turned into torrential rains from the sky.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar flew out, his face was pale, his clothes were stained red with blood, and a shocking sword mark on his chest almost split him in two.

Huo Kai and the Horned Man also flew upside down, their arms trembling slightly, and they could barely hold their weapons.

Fortunately, the two of them were not the main targets of the Emperor Weapon's attack, otherwise it would be more than just being concussed.

"A group of native chickens and dogs dare to shout."

He Baizhu volleyed in the air with his sword in his hand, his air shot out in all directions, releasing an extremely domineering aura.

"Your Excellency is so arrogant, if you didn't rely on that sword, could you hurt us?"

The horned man's face was cold, and he stared quietly at the emperor's sword in He Baizhu's hand.

Among the three, he had the highest cultivation level. He was almost uninjured in the impact just now, and he healed in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)