Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1003: Broken Arm
The wisp of sword aura above the tip of the Qingdi sword turned into a rich blood red at this moment, red but not bright, as if the real murderous aura was flowing in the sword aura.

Under this sword qi, the power of Xuanmu Mozhen's magic spear actually seemed to be dispelled, and the gun qi could not be condensed.

The magic bead was out of control, and the attack of the magic gun was also out of control.

At this moment, Xuanmu Mozhen finally panicked, but it was too late.

The ray of dark red sword energy swept out, directly cutting the magic spear into two pieces, and it was about to penetrate Xuanmu Mozhen's heart in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Burning Soul Ape finally came to his senses suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, a raging magic flame gushed out from his hand, and the long stick in his hand hit Jian Fengyun directly.

"stop!"

The stick of Burning Soul Ape gathered all the strength in his body, where the stick landed, the space was shattered inch by inch, just like the surface of water that was broken in an instant, stirring up huge waves.

Jian Fengyun's face was calm, and when his figure moved, he took a step to the left, and the law of the void condensed in an instant, wrapping his figure, avoiding the stick of Burning Soul Ape.

At the same moment, the Qingdi sword in Jian Fengyun's hand slashed towards Xuanmu Mozhen with extremely strong sword energy.

"Master Mozi, be careful!"

Thousands of miles away behind Xuanmu Mozhen's body, Xia Houtian in the demigod state seemed to have sensed something, his body surged with aura, and he transformed into a golden hand to block the red sword energy for Xuanmu Mozhen.

However, the next moment, before the golden spiritual hand fell, the Qingdi sword had already been swept away.

At the critical moment, Xuanmu Mozhen stood up and tried to escape.

The Qingdi sword fell at the same time, and one arm was directly cut off by the sword energy, and pitch-black blood gushed out frantically.

"Ah~"

Accompanied by a heart-piercing scream, Xuanmu Mozhen's magic power dissipated, and his whole body was shaken tens of feet away by the sword energy.

"You broke my arm!"

Xuanmu Mozhen held the wound on his left shoulder, looked at Jian Fengyun tremblingly, and said tremblingly with hatred.

The left hand was neatly chopped off by Jian Fengyun, leaving a smooth bloody mouth, and at this moment, jet-black blood kept gushing out.

"Jian Fengyun—"

Xuanmu Mozhen screamed, the murderous aura in his eyes seemed to swallow up his only rationality.

"I'm not going to break your arm, I'm going to kill you." The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth slightly curled up, as if he didn't see Xuanmu Mo's real killing intent.

"I fought with you—"

Seeing Jian Fengyun's indifferent appearance, Xuanmu Mozhen rushed towards Jian Fengyun like crazy.

But at this moment, he was severely injured, the magic power in his body was disordered, and one arm was cut off. His body could no longer bear him running wildly.

"Master Demon!"

Not far away, Xia Houtian exclaimed, and immediately came back to grab Xuanmu Mozhen.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him!" Xuanmu Mozhen struggled desperately in Xiahoutian's hands as if going mad, his hair was disheveled, and he bared his teeth and claws at Jian Fengyun, wanting to pounce on him.

Losing in the hands of Jian Fengyun again and again, from the True Spirit Realm to the current Holy Realm, eternal failure and eternal shame, this is more painful than letting him die, no wonder Xuanmu Mozhen is crazy.

Jian Fengyun stood still, glanced at Xuanmu Mozhen and the two slowly, and said, "I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!"

The changes in the battle situation shocked the powers who watched the battle not far away.

Just now Xuanmu Mozhen controlled the God Demon Orb, his aura was overwhelming, his strength was comparable to that of the Great Emperor, and with the help of the Burning Soul Ape, even if it was a strong person in the Great Emperor Realm, he would have to suffer hatred.

However, at the next moment, Xuanmu Mozhen became a severely injured cripple with a broken arm, unable to resist.

this is too scary!

At this moment, even those strong men of great power, the ancestors, couldn't help but look at the Qingdi Sword in Jian Fengyun's hand fearfully at this moment, seeing the Emperor Sword that swallowed the bright red sword light, they couldn't help but shudder.

Xia Houtian looked at Jian Fengyun fearfully and angrily, and said in a cold tone: "Jian Fengyun, I didn't expect you to have such powerful supernatural powers, you really deserve to be the reincarnation of Emperor Fengyun!"

The corner of Jian Fengyun's mouth smiled slightly, and said: "I'm sorry, with my current strength, it's still possible to kill one or two great emperors."

Kill one or two great emperors!

All the powerhouses watching the battle in Huangquan Pavilion were shocked.

In Wanyu, where demigods are not born, the Great Emperor is already a top powerhouse, and he is the master of power, even an ancestor-level task.

However, this sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in front of him, although he is the reincarnation of Emperor Fengyun, has only practiced for sixteen or seventeen years after reincarnation, and he has the means to kill the emperor, which is simply shocking.

"Hmph, your means are powerful, but counting the time, you must have exhausted all the power in your body by urging this sword. At the peak of the holy realm, you can't maintain this power for long!" Xia Houtian swept the sword coldly. Glancing at Jian Fengyun, he said with killing intent.

In an instant, the aura of the demigod state spread out.

Raging golden flames burned all around, and the screams of resentful spirits echoed soul-stirringly.

Facing Xia Houtian's demigod pressure, Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold, and he swept behind Xia Houtian.

"Where is the ancient sword emperor next to Jian Fengyun?"

"I didn't see it. The ancient sword emperor was still fighting Xiahoutian just now. Why did he suddenly disappear now?"

The people watching the battle in Huangquan Pavilion talked a lot.

"Boy, if you want to wait for the ancient sword to come back, then don't even think about it. He is trapped in the void thousands of miles away by the formation made by the Demon Emperor. Even if he bombards with all his strength, it will take a quarter of an hour to break through. , do you think you can break through?"

Xia Houtian looked at Jian Fengyun, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Kill him, kill him for me!" Xuanmu Mozhen said angrily with murderous aura surging in his eyes.

"Yes!" Xia Houtian replied respectfully, then turned his gaze to Jian Fengyun ahead, and continued: "Emperor Fengyun, it's time for you to return to the west!"

The next moment, Xia Houtian waved his hand directly, and the golden divine power spread out, the spiritual power of the demigod realm had already turned into divine power, and the golden divine power turned into a dark golden chain under Xia Houtian's control and rushed directly towards Jian Fengyun , trying to penetrate him.

"Who dares to kill him!"

At this moment, a bone-chilling voice sounded from between heaven and earth.

This voice was a woman's voice, extremely cold, as if it originated from the Yellow Spring not far away, and also from the end of the unfathomable sky.

As the woman's voice sounded, a light red sword light pierced through the sky from above Huangquan.

The sword qi rushed straight into the sky with monstrous devilish energy, and the billowing divine power erupted impressively.

The light red sword light passed by, directly cutting off the golden chain of divine power.

A wave of demonic energy swept over from the Yellow Spring, but I saw a flower boat slowly approaching from the Yellow Spring.

All eyes were on the flower boat, the boat was shrouded in a layer of mist, no matter how powerful it was, it was impossible to peek into it.

(End of this chapter)