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Chapter 401 Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

With the improvement of He Pingan's cultivation base, the strength of these golden fighters has also been greatly improved.

The golden warrior is not afraid of death, his body is surrounded by a golden light covering a radius of more than ten feet, holding a golden halberd, he rushes towards the golden flame.

"jump jump jump"

Following more than ten crisp sounds of beans being fried, these golden fighters were burned into the golden bean body in the golden fireball, and then directly disappeared.

He Ping'an's eyes were fixed, the golden fireball sacrificed by the Demon Emperor's avatar was no longer an ordinary spiritual fire, even his own Nanming Lihuo was far inferior.

Even within the golden fireball, faint dao rhymes emerged, which seemed to represent the limit of the magical power of the fire department.

Rhyme of Fire!

He Ping'an looked around, and a legend that he saw in Yi Dan Pavilion appeared in his mind.

At the time of the creation of the world, the four primordial spirits of turbidity and dirt, the infinite black ice, the golden flame of the great sun, and the wind of nothingness emerged from the world.

Among them, the golden flame of the big sun fell on the hibiscus tree, absorbing the immeasurable merits of opening the sky from the avenue.

This greatly increased the power of the Great Sun Golden Flame, and gradually devoured the other three Yuanlings.

Thinking of this, He Pingan fixed his eyes on the golden flame, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, and he blurted out: "Day Golden Flame!"

Hearing the words, the demon emperor's avatar showed a trace of surprise in his eyes: "You are a well-informed kid, and you know the golden flame of the big day."

While he was speaking, the speed of the golden fireball slowed down slightly, and He Ping'an's figure retreated hundreds of feet, and then with a sneer on his face, the Immortal Sword of Yazi emerged from his hand.

It's time to show your true sword skills.

That swordsmanship was studied by his clone of Ximen Chuuxue for a long time, deduced countless swordsmanship, and finally deduced the swordsmanship he had seen in his previous life.

Now is the best opportunity!

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

He Pingan softly said four words from his mouth, and then the Jaizu Immortal Sword in his hand flew into the air automatically.

Following a soft sound, all the flying swords in the battlefield below trembled, and then flew out of the scabbard with a "clang", with a sharp aura traveling across all directions.

"buzzing"

In front of Daoist Chongyang, the two Yin-Yang magic swords kept making sword sounds, and they were about to break free from his control and go through the air.

"How is this going?"

Immortal Chongyang turned pale with fright, and was about to use his power to control the Yin-Yang magic sword, but happened to see countless flying swords flying to He Pingan's body, neatly arranged in front of him.

Master Chongyang realized instantly, his mana dissipated, and the Yin-Yang Magic Sword immediately let out a joyful whistling, and left across the sky.

In an instant, He Ping'an's Yazi Immortal Sword was the leader, followed by the Yin-Yang Sword, and all the remaining flying swords were neatly arranged behind the three swords.

All the flying swords wantonly exude the sword intent contained in the body, and the countless sword intents gather together, run through all the flying swords, and form a unique sword formation in midair that contains the rules of the sword.

An astonishing sword intent soared into the sky, and the dark cloud summoned by He Pingan was directly torn apart by this powerful sword intent, revealing the long-lost sky.

The nearby void was also shredded and reorganized under the sword intent, and then shredded and reorganized again, and so on, the space here was already chaotic.

Feeling the piercing sword intent, even the Demon Emperor's avatar changed slightly.

And Han Li in the distance also showed surprise at this time. Once He Pingan used the Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, his swordsmanship attainments seemed to be no less than his own, and even slightly surpassed him.

You must know that he is already a rare genius in the way of swordsmanship, even that sword idiot, Han Li also thinks that he is not defeated by the opponent.

Could it be that He Pingan's talent actually surpassed himself and that sword idiot.

"I have already touched a trace of the law of the sword, this child must not be kept!"

For the first time, a stern look flashed across the face of the Demon Emperor clone.

No matter what happened before, he always had a calm expression, even the body of Qiongqi demon god was beheaded, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Instead, taking advantage of Qiongqi's beheading, he took advantage of the opportunity to make a move.

However, at this time, he had already plotted to kill.

Under his control, the golden fireball exploded several times again, blasting towards He Pingan like a blazing golden sun.

"go with!"

Seeing this scene, He Ping'an's expression was not disturbed at all, and he pointed his sword forward, and all the flying swords, led by the Yazi Immortal Sword and the Yin-Yang Sword, slashed towards the golden fireball.

In mid-air, dense streamers flew by, like a long river flowing endlessly.

This is a real river of sword light, and it is several times stronger than He Pingan's river of sword light before.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, at the forefront of the long river of sword intent, the Immortal Sword of Yazi had already collided with the golden fireball.

"boom!"

The golden flame kept surging and tumbling, exuding the rhythm of fire, trying to refine the long river of sword intent.

Under the leadership of the Yazi Immortal Sword, a long river of sword intents raged on the golden fireball, one after another, in an endless stream.

The flames rose, and the sword intent was like a tide.

The law of the sword and the way of fire are constantly intertwined and colliding in the void, devouring and annihilating each other.

The void within a hundred feet nearby has been directly torn apart by two completely different struggles at this time, and a spatial crack extending hundreds of feet has appeared.

Countless winds of the void were blown out of it, and were directly annihilated by the overflowing sword intent flames.

The long river of sword intent and the golden fireball, neither of the two sides can do anything to the other, they can only consume each other.

It's just that He Pingan didn't comprehend the law of sword intent for a long time, so he was not as proficient as the law of fire.

Only two sword intents can offset a single flame.

However, there are too many billions of flying swords controlled by He Pingan, so the river of sword intent and the golden fireball have reached a delicate balance above the void at this time.

The demon emperor's avatar frowned, and for the first time showed a trace of solemnity on his face. It transformed into a three-legged golden crow with a height of one thousand feet, standing in the void.

Golden flames lingered around it, exuding a noble royal aura.

"This is the appearance of the demon emperor's body?"

He Ping'an turned his gaze to look at the three-legged Golden Crow, perhaps because it was transformed by a clone, so although the three-legged Golden Crow is fierce and powerful, the phantom faintly reveals a kind of unreality.

As the three-legged Golden Crow turned into its own body, the vitality of the heaven and earth gathered for thousands of miles around at a speed visible to the naked eye, and directly above the head of the three-legged Golden Crow, a huge whirlpool of heaven and earth vitality was formed.

The vortex rotated, like adding fuel to the fire, and above the golden fireball, the flames exploded.

The long river of sword intent, which was on the same level as the golden fireball just now, couldn't bear such a strong pressure, and there seemed to be a crisp "creak" sound in the middle.

Before He Pingan could manipulate it again, the river of sword intent began to collapse from it, and countless flying swords fell from midair, turned into streamers of various colors, and flew back to the master's hands.

More than half of the flying swords were burned by the golden fireball and turned into drops of molten iron.

He Ping'an was about to speak. Those who participated in the Great War in Southern Border would return to Xuanyang and go to the Human Race Monument in the Hall of Eternal Life to receive a reward according to the quality of their flying swords.

Emperor Longqing flew into the air, and said in a loud voice: "For all those who damage the flying sword, the war is over, and the Ministry of Industry will distribute flying swords that are higher than the level of cultivation according to each person's cultivation level!"

The sound shook the whole field, causing the monks below to applaud.

He Ping'an looked around, and secretly praised in his heart, this Emperor Longqing really knows how to behave.

Not only did he win the hearts of the monks below, but he also flattered himself.

However, I still like it.
The Demon Emperor's avatar turned into a three-legged Golden Crow, destroying the long river of sword intent. He also seemed a little uncomfortable. The golden flames around his body were constantly flickering, which seemed a little unstable.

"return!"

With one move with one hand, He Pingan summoned back the Yazi Immortal Sword that was still struggling before the golden fireball.

"Zheng"

The Immortal Sword of Yazi came back after being summoned, seemed a little unconvinced, and let out bursts of sword cries.

He Pingan patted the hilt of the Yazi Immortal Sword, and said with a smile, "Okay, I got it, it's not you who can't do it."

I couldn't resist the golden fireball of the demon emperor's avatar. It wasn't because my magic weapon and supernatural powers were inferior to the demon emperor's avatar, but simply because my understanding of the world and the control of mana were not as proficient as this demon emperor's avatar.

To put it bluntly, the realm is not as high as the opponent's body.

Although the demon emperor's avatar is comparable to his own strength, but the control of the realm is as small as the main body.

Therefore, in this duel, it is not unjust for me to lose!

However, He Pingan is not without gains.

Just when the demon emperor's avatar made a full-strength attack just now, he also discovered that this demon emperor's avatar could not attack without fear.

It seems that there is a mysterious force between the heaven and the earth, faintly suppressing him.

This caused him to attack with all his strength, and the flame control would be unstable.

Even, if the opponent has been attacking with all his strength for a long time, maybe Heaven will punish him!
However, this is just He Pingan's speculation, and it will take time to verify it.

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