Emperor Yutianwu

Feeling the change in Chu Yan's breath, Yuwen Yang laughed even more playfully. Suddenly, a series of terrible ancient curse seals rose from his body and floated up. Each seal contained a killing light. He pressed his palm down and blasted towards Chu Yan.

Those ancient seals seemed to contain a very terrifying power of heaven, strangling out.

"Do you know why my Yuwen clan has been hiding for thousands of years and can still be the taboo of the fairyland?" Yuwen Yang controlled the ancient seals and smiled confidently: "Because my Yuwen ancient clan is above the fairyland, and the power we practice is also something that the fairyland has never had. It is a higher level of power."

"You may be the strongest of this generation in the fairyland, but you are still not good enough in front of me." Yuwen Yang said.

"Boom!" The ancient seals strangled down, and Chu Yan fell into it. He only felt that his spiritual world was under terrible attack. Those ancient seals seemed to be able to affect his soul, making the world in front of him illusory and unreal.

It must be said that Yuwen Yang is really strong, even stronger than Yunqiu. The complete Emperor Light is a unique power. If he had taken action in the Wushuang Realm, Yunqiu might have been defeated long ago.

In the distance, many people were shocked, including some Saint Emperors. As expected, they were from the ancient clan. This complete Emperor Light alone was too terrifying. Even if Chu Yan was stronger, how could he resist it?

"Junior brother..." Bu Liuxing narrowed his eyes, a little worried. He was a junior immortal emperor, so he could feel the power of the ancient seal more. He could vaguely smell a hint of danger.

Qin Zixuan stood on the giant hammer indifferently, her beautiful eyes were calm, as if she had no doubts about this battle.

"Practice power outside the fairyland?" Chu Yan muttered to himself, slowly raised his head, still so proud and arrogant, just like he was in the Wushuang Realm, unparalleled in the world: "But, so what?"

"You asked me before, if you take action in the Wushuang Realm, can I be the first, I didn't answer you, then now, let me tell you, whether you take action or not, the ending will be the same, if you take action, there will only be one more dead soul in the Wushuang Realm."

"Buzz!" Chu Yan opened his eyes and walked out with a sword. Every step he took was so light, and a sword path was laid under his feet. With a slash of sword light, a huge sword curtain immediately chopped down.

"Boom!" One after another ancient seal collided with the sword curtain. In an instant, some ancient seals were split open, but at the same time, a series of broken lines appeared on the sword seal. Then Chu Yan took another step forward, with the power of the stars wrapped in his fists and palms, and punched out, like a hammer of meteorites, smashing towards Yuwen Yang.

Yuwen Yang sneered, and the ancient seals rushed into his body frantically, turning into an ancient war god armor, allowing the fist shadows to break his defense every day.

"Your attack doesn't seem to be very good." Yuwen Yang was a little disappointed: "The first person in the fairyland, is this the only strength? It's ironic that he wants to give birth to an immortal king with this strength."

"Then what's the difference in your attack?" Chu Yan asked back, and then stepped on the sole of his foot, like a god's foot, with a terrible roar, all the ancient seals were broken.

"Huh?" Yuwen Yang's eyes shrank, and a hint of interest flashed across his face: "It seems that I underestimated you, but even so, you will still lose."

"Destroy!" Yuwen Yang raised his palm, and in an instant, those ancient seals seemed to turn into ancient gods, each of which was real and guarded Yuwen Yang, no more, no less, a total of three.

When the three shadows of the gods were born, everyone's eyes shrank, and the Holy Emperor was shocked.

"There is the immortal king's lineage in those three ancient shadows!" Someone exclaimed.

"It's the guardian of the Immortal King of the Yuwen Ancient Clan!"

Standing in front of the shadows of the three Immortal Kings, Yuwen Yang smiled confidently: "Three Immortal Kings were born in my Yuwen Ancient Clan. They left behind the power of inheritance for the younger generations to practice. Each younger generation will inherit according to their talents. Generally speaking, anyone who can inherit the inheritance of a quasi-Immortal King will be trained with emphasis. If he inherits two, he will have the appearance of an Immortal King. My father inherited the guardian inheritance of two Immortal Kings. Now he has reached the realm of the Holy Emperor and comprehended the Taoism."

"And I inherited three." Yuwen Yang said, looking at Chu Yan: "Do you think you still have a chance to win?"

Feeling the power of the guardian shadows of the three Immortal Kings, Chu Yan was somewhat moved. Those phantoms were not real Immortal Kings, but just a kind of magical power, but each one truly contained the power of the Taoism.

This power alone was not something that the Immortal Venerable could resist.

But Chu Yan's eyes were still firm. As long as Yuwen Yang was still the Immortal Venerable, he would not lose.

"Look at what this is." Chu Yan said, and then he clenched his palms. Thousands of stars slowly condensed in his hands and turned into the shape of a sword at this moment.

The sword was very special, containing all the laws, as if holding the entire starry sky in his hands.

"Even if you are a real fairy king, today, I will kill you!"

"Star Sword Art!" Chu Yan stepped into the air, the sword shadow lingered, destroying everything.

Feeling the terrible sword intent, Yuwen Yang also frowned, the sound of the sword kept echoing, causing his face to change. He found that under the sword shadow, the three fairy kings behind him were about to be torn apart.

"What is this trick?" Yuwen Yang said in disbelief. He couldn't figure out how there could be such a terrible magical power in the fairyland.

"The trick to kill you!" Chu Yan was arrogant, and the finger light fell. The terrible sword shadow raged wildly, and the stars spread, as if it was going to swallow up the world.

"Roar!" Yuwen Yang roared, and the three guardian shadows of the immortal kings merged into his body, causing his body to emit dazzling brilliance, but unfortunately, it was useless under the sword technique.

In an instant, countless apocalyptic sword shadows appeared between heaven and earth, invisible and omnipresent, overlapping layer by layer, and constantly merging into crosses and swastikas, tearing everything apart, and finally forming a terrible force swallowing down.

Yuwen Yang stood there, and with a violent roar, he fell into it. The bright battle platform under his feet broke inch by inch, and the battle platform sank, causing him to roar, and the three guardian pets of the immortal kings in his body rushed out like gods, trying to destroy the sword violently.

But unfortunately, it was impossible to do it. The Star Sword Art was too strong. It could even kill gods, not to mention the Immortal King transformed by magical powers. The three guardian shadows let out miserable cries, and they actually fell apart in the sword storm, disintegrating bit by bit.

In the distance, everyone was almost suffocated. Yuwen Yang used his ancient skills and was protected by the three immortal kings, but he was still destroyed by Chu Yan's sword. What a terrible attack?

With the destruction of the guardian thought, Yuwen Yang's armor was completely shattered. He looked up painfully. Chu Yan was still standing there, his white clothes were like snow, and he was spotless.

Did he lose?

But how could it be? He was born in the ancient Yuwen clan and was favored by the three immortal king ancestors. Shouldn't he be a born king? Why did he lose to a native of the fairyland?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand it. The sword storm continued to kill him, and a real sense of death was born in his heart.

"Buzz!" At this moment, a terrifying holy light surged out of his body and turned into an ancient phantom. The phantom stood there quietly, with holy light draped over his shoulders, and he was invincible. The sword shadows hit him and disappeared.

"Saint Emperor Immortal Thoughts?" Someone in the distance was surprised. Did the Saint Emperor Immortal Thoughts even come out with that sword just now?

"Ten Thousand Years of Immortal Realm, have you forgotten my Yuwen Ancient Clan?" The Saint Emperor Immortal Thoughts were born, and the voice was cold. He also felt that there were many Saint Emperors around him, but he still disdained them.

After a long silence, the Saint Emperors of the Yuwen Ancient Clan, even the Purple Sun Saint Emperor, had to be wary.

"You are very presumptuous." Seeing no one responding, the Saint Emperor stared at Chu Yan coldly.

"You are also very presumptuous!" Qin Zixuan scolded coldly, and the Saint Emperor's shadow stared at him, and then noticed Qin Zixuan's existence, and was slightly startled, full of surprise.

"Princess Zixuan, what is going on? I am a member of the ancient Yuwen clan, and I am walking in the fairyland. Why would someone want to kill him?" The Saint Emperor was obviously afraid of Qin Zixuan.

"You descendants of the ancient Yuwen clan are looking for death." Chu Yan said unceremoniously. The Saint Emperor's eyes turned cold and he looked down at Chu Yan. For many years, no immortal dared to talk to him like this: "Do you think you can kill him?"

Instantly, a terrible holy light pressed down, and Chu Yan let out a muffled groan and retreated.

"Boom!" But almost the next moment, a terrible hammer fell from the sky, causing the Saint Emperor's face to change slightly. He quickly retreated, but it was still a little too late. He was affected by the residual power, and his immortal thoughts trembled wildly, and he was almost shattered on the spot.

"Princess Zixuan, what do you mean?" The Saint Emperor said with a trembling heart.

"You ask me?" Qin Zixuan said coldly: "I have not intervened in the battle today. Do you dare to move? Are you tired of living or do you want to die early? The two of us will fight fairly. No one can stop this battle. If you dare to move again, believe it or not, I will destroy your immortal thoughts first, and then go to the Yuwen ancient clan to kill you?"

"You..."

"What do you mean? You, the Yuwen clan, want to annihilate the clan?" Qin Zixuan asked coldly, and the corner of the Saint Emperor's mouth twitched. How powerful is the Yuwen ancient clan, the legacy of the Immortal King, and the taboo of the Immortal Realm? If someone else said this, he would find it ridiculous.

However, when Qin Zixuan said it, he couldn't laugh, but instead showed deep fear.

Then he looked at Chu Yan again, and realized that the identity of the young man in front of him seemed to be more unusual than he imagined.

The Yuwen ancient clan has not come out for ten thousand years, but because of the existence of several Saint Emperors, they have always had absolute confidence.

Moreover, there is a truly terrifying existence in the Yuwen clan, who is from that place.

It has been said in the fairyland that there is a force behind the ancient Yuwen clan, which is truly terrifying. However, no one can confirm it, so it is more like a rumor, but as a holy emperor, he knows that it is true.

The reason why the ancient Yuwen clan can have today's status in the fairyland and even gave birth to several fairy kings is all due to that person and the force behind that person.

So it is precisely because of this that there are very few people in the fairyland that they cannot afford to provoke.

Even the gates of the holy emperors such as the Ziyang Holy Palace, they don't need to take them seriously.

However, Qin Zixuan is definitely an exception.

In fact, he is not very clear about who Qin Zixuan is, but the only thing he knows is that person in the clan, and he is very afraid of Qin Zixuan.

That person even warned the Yuwen clan, telling them that in the fairyland, they can provoke anyone, but the only person they should not touch is Qin Zixuan, otherwise, don't blame them for not knowing how to exterminate the clan.