Emperor Yutianwu

Chu Yan's life soul had cracks and was shattering.

On the Diyun Sect side, an elder showed a mocking smile: "The Wang-grade Ming Soul is powerful, but you must have the ability to create it. If you can't create it, if it breaks, it will be trash."

Motu ignored this elder. The current situation was serious and his life and soul were broken. This would pose a lifelong threat to the martial arts association. Otherwise, he might not be able to become a king in his lifetime, and would never be able to achieve perfection.

"Master, why is this happening? Just now, junior brother, everything was going well. Could it be that the fourth-grade king-grade life soul is too strong and he can't control it?" Mu Bai asked. Motu didn't know, and he was nervous.

Of course, no one would know that Chu Yan's life soul was shattered at this time, but he was not satisfied and wanted to destroy it.

"I am pretentious, fourth-grade life soul, you are not worthy of me!" Chu Yan roared in the dantian, punching out one punch after another. The life soul seemed to have a spirit, and was also angered by Chu Yan's arrogance. : "Hmph, you arrogant boy, you destroyed me, and you will never be able to gather your life soul again! Why don't you compromise with me, and I will definitely help you achieve greatness!"

"You overestimate yourself!" Chu Yan sneered. For others, once the life soul is broken, it cannot be condensed, but he is different. The only thing he learned in the four months in the Mirror Secret Mansion was creativity. As long as the life soul is not fully formed, he can destroy the life soul and create it again.

"Broken!" Chu Yan finally punched out, shattering the life soul that was about to condense.

"Crack!" The life soul was finally broken. Mo Tu's old eyes were sad and he sighed.

People from the three sects all sneered, "Chu Yan, it's useless!" This is the only thought in their hearts. If their lives and souls are broken, they will never be able to become kings again.

Mu Bai and others clenched their fists and looked at Chu Yan worriedly.

Luan Zhiyi was in the ninth row and looked back at Chu Yan: "You haven't even condensed the life soul, you lose! Without the life soul, you can't break the ninth row!"

Chu Yan glanced at Luan Zhiyi disdainfully, and he stood up. Everyone was surprised. After Chu Yan died, they all thought Chu Yan would give up, but Chu Yan actually walked in front of Zizhu?

"He still wants to break Zizhu?" King Chu roared.

"The life soul is broken, there is no way he can break this Zizhu!" Chengjiang sneered. Chu Yan's life soul was broken, which made him find a little more confidence.

Su Muyan puffed up her cheeks and glared at Chengjiang: "Even if my brother Chu Yan can't break the ninth row, he is still arrogant. Unlike some people, he is not as good as me on the stage. My brother Chu Yan, now enter As a king, Po Zizhu is not as good as my brother Chu Yan, but he still has the nerve to say such big words! As my brother Chu Yan said, are you worthy of talking about martial arts? "

"You are seeking death!" Chengjiang's eyes turned cold, and he glared at Su Muyan with a stern glare. These words were the scars in his heart. Boom, he took a step forward, and a fierce wind bloodline approached Su Muyan. .

"Bang!" King Chu took action. He was like the knight behind Su Muyan, standing there forever, holding his hand and crushing Chengjiang's power.

"Chengjiang, this is the Tiandao Sect, it's not your turn to act wild!" King Chu said displeased. He was originally a simple and kind person, but today Chengjiang had angered him.

"Your Tiandao Sect humiliated me, so I will make her pay the price today." Chengjiang said coldly. In the Haotian Sect, he was defeated in a battle with King Chu. Today, he has become the king, but he is no longer afraid of King Chu.

"I'm telling the truth. Besides, your eighth-grade disciples bullied me, Senior Brother Mubai. Wouldn't you say some treacherous words if you win?" Su Muyan shouted.

"That's enough!" Mo Tu roared, stopping King Chu and the two. How could he not see that Chengjiang was deliberately looking for an opportunity to take action and trigger a war.

"Chengjiang! Wait below, I'll kill you later!" But at this moment, a shocking sound sounded. In the ninth row of bamboo forest, the voice of Chu Yan, his cold eyes opened and closed, and he stabbed coldly. Chengjiang.

Chengjiang said coldly: "You are a piece of trash whose life and soul cannot be condensed. I'll wait for you below!"

Chu Yan didn't speak. He was a little angry, but he soon calmed down and looked at Zizhu in the ninth row.

"My heart is infinite. How can you stop me? Cut it off!" Chu Yan took action, and the ninth row of purple bamboos was cut off!

Everyone was shocked, Mo Tu’s old eyes were also full of surprises, Chu Yan, broke the ninth row of purple bamboo? In the realm of absolute dust?

Chu Yan, broke the record again? Caught up with Luan Zhiyi?

But Motu was a little distracted. In the Juechen realm, Chu Yan could be said to be invincible in this realm. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the King of Juechen. But after all, his life and soul were shattered, and the way forward was probably going to stop.

"Heaven is jealous of talents!" Mo Tu felt resentful in his heart. He had decided to go to Wanqing Tianzun afterwards and help Chu Yan recast his soul at all costs.

In the ninth row, the first one, Chu Yan broke, and then he looked at Luan Zhiyi coldly: "What, have you reached your limit?"

Luan Zhiyi's face didn't look good. Indeed, the first one in the ninth row was his limit. The second one, he had a hunch that if he dared to break it, he would probably suffer a strong backlash and lose his life. He is a monster of a generation and would never do such a stupid thing.

So when he saw Chu Yan stepping here today, he felt unhappy, but he immediately calmed down and looked at Chu Yan: "I don't believe you can still break it!"

Chu Yan glanced at him coldly and shook his head: "In your opinion, you are a monster. If you can do it, others will definitely not be able to do it. But you don't know how big and vast this world is, and it is stronger than you." There are too many people!”

Everyone was shocked. Who was Luan Zhiyi with? Last year, he was the first in Shengtai Monument, a peerless genius! But today, Chu Yan said to Luan Zhiyi, there are too many people stronger than you?

"Break!"

Chu Yan made a move, so easily, as if he didn't use any strength, and the purple bamboo broke with a sound.

The second purple bamboo in the ninth row, broken!

Everyone was shocked. How did Chu Yan do it? Every purple bamboo in the ninth row was extremely tough. Mu Bai believed that he couldn't break it even with his full strength, but why was it so easy in Chu Yan's hands? It seemed that he broke it in a thought.

"Do you believe it now?" Chu Yan looked at Luan Zhiyi coldly.

Luan Zhiyi's face flushed, and he felt humiliated. He was trapped by this purple bamboo and couldn't break it, but Chu Yan did it, and he was still in the realm of Juechen! He was unwilling, he was angry, he was a peerless genius who appeared once in a hundred years!

"Ah!" Luan Zhiyi growled, he raised his hand, trying to cut the bamboo.

"Nonsense!" The elder of Shura Sect frowned, drinking blood and cutting bamboo! Luan Zhiyi, just like Mu Bai in order to win Chu Yan.

Unfortunately, at the moment when Luan Zhiyi chose to drink blood and cut bamboo, his faith had collapsed, and his pride of being extraordinary was also trampled. How could such a humble heart cut the purple bamboo?

"Boom!" Luan Zhiyi was shaken out of the purple bamboo forest, spitting blood wildly, and he looked at Chu Yan angrily.

Chu Yan looked at Luan Zhiyi so proudly: "You, lost! Your limit, but not my limit!"

"You are just like your brother, you are so self-proclaimed and think that everyone in the world should revolve around you. But do you remember? I said that I can kill him in the Juechen Realm, so when I became a king in the past, I killed you!"

"You, can't become a king!" Luan Zhiyi didn't believe that Chu Yan could become a king, his soul was broken.

"Don't worry, you will see that day! Then, I will challenge you!"

"You said that my realm is low, and you don't want to bully me, but today I humiliated myself, so let me know some of the gap. Let me ask you, Luan Zhiyi, do you still have shame? Is this the gap you are talking about?" Chu Yan smiled, he smiled contemptuously, and the next moment, he raised his hand, and the purple bamboo broke with a sound.

The third piece in the ninth row!

Chu Yan smiled, and smiled so disdainfully: "Is the gap you are talking about the gap between you and me?"

The fourth piece in the ninth row!

The ninth row, the fifth one!

…

The ninth row, the eighth one!

At this moment, Chu Yan seemed to have entered a mythical realm. All the purple bamboos broke in his hands. He looked at Luan Zhiyi with contempt: "You don't believe it? Why do I need you to believe it? Do you still want to see it?"

"The eighth one in the ninth row... Junior Brother Chu Yan has tied the record of the king! In one more bamboo, it is the purple bamboo that can only be broken by the emperor! He is in the realm of transcendence, but he did it!" All the disciples of Tiandao Sect were surprised.

Luan Zhiyi's face flushed, and he was speechless. He claimed to be a genius and a demon of his generation. He was so arrogant before, looking down on Chu Yan, but today, Chu Yan returned all these in front of him!

"This purple bamboo forest formation originally belongs to your Tiandao Sect. Just now, an ancient person descended. You must know the mystery. Why are you so proud of winning?"

"Haha, it's ridiculous! Diyun Sect! Tianshan Sect! Shura Sect! The honor of our Tiandao Sect is here, and you don't accept it! Come on, Cheng Feng, Chen Han, Zi Qingyun, roll up and compete together! Or let the king-level elders of your three sects come! After all, this purple bamboo forest formation belongs to our Tiandao Sect. Our Tiandao Sect doesn't bother to bully you!" Chu Yan was arrogant. He looked down with contempt. He was here today to prove the truth for the Tiandao Sect!

Crazy! How crazy, the king elders came together! Chu Yan, today in the purple bamboo forest formation, with the Dust-free Realm, wants to challenge all the king-levels.

But will there really be an elder to challenge? Obviously impossible, they are all people with face. But among the disciples, who can beat Chu Yan?

Cheng Feng, Chen Han, and Zi Qingyun have only reached the eighth level.

"Crack!" At this time, another purple bamboo broke, the ninth bamboo in the ninth row! Double nine, broken! Broken by Chu Yan's hand!

Chu Yan smiled, so arrogantly, he looked down at everyone, he broke the record again today. Created infinite honor for Tiandao Sect.

The ninth bamboo in the ninth row, double nine, the king's limit. Chu Yan succeeded today, everyone was very surprised, even the people from the three sects looked unhappy.

This time, no words were needed, Chu Yan won!

Chu Yan did not continue to challenge, he had already proved his name for Tiandao Sect, there was no need to waste time, so he slowly walked out of the purple bamboo forest and came to Mo Tu.

"Master! I didn't embarrass you, did I?" Chu Yan smiled happily, and Mo Tu patted his shoulder excitedly: "Good boy! Good boy!"

"Junior brother, you are awesome!" Zi Yan also smiled sweetly on the side: "In the future, my Tiandao Sect will be proud of you."

"Senior sister, you are polite. Next, it is time for someone to fulfill their promise." Chu Yan's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Cheng Feng at this time.

Everyone was shocked. Because they were too excited before, many people forgot the bet between Chu Yan and Cheng Feng, but today, Chu Yan won, and he mentioned it again, and many people suddenly remembered it.

"What are you doing? Come over here! Kneel down and apologize to my senior sister!"