Emperor Yutianwu

The Doumaihang turned around and looked at the young man who spoke. This person had an extraordinary temperament and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which made many people show respect.

"The little prince of the Beiming Dynasty, the Beiming Killing Emperor." Everyone lowered their voices.

Chu Yan also looked at this person in surprise. He was actually from the Beiming Dynasty and one of the sixteen veins of the Tianbei.

"It is rumored that this Beiming Killing Emperor is the most favored little prince of the Beiming Dynasty. He is very talented and is expected to enter the Tiandi realm before the age of thirty. He is very strong." The people in the audience whispered.

Bei Ming Sha Huang jumped onto the stage and glanced at Shen Long coldly: "You are too weak, get off by yourself."

Shen Long's face was not very good. He was also a sixth-level emperor. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? He said unhappily: "Since I am on the stage, how can I not fight? Bei Ming Sha Huang's reputation is very great in the star sea. Today I want to experience it and see if it is as the rumors say."

"You want to experience it? Okay, I'll fulfill your wish." Bei Ming Sha Huang was very proud. He waved his sleeves and took out a folding fan: "Three moves are enough."

"Arrogant!" Shen Long shouted, and took a step forward. Then the ground was filled with fire, and there was a huge momentum, like a flaming eagle that wanted to soar into the sky and swallow Bei Ming Sha Huang.

"Fire pattern? It's just a minor trick, destroy it!" Bei Ming Sha Huang smiled contemptuously, opened his folding fan, and waved it at Shen Long. A strong storm immediately formed on the battlefield, like thousands of sharp swords, piercing the air. The mad eagle portrayed by Shen Long screamed and was cut into pieces.

"So strong!" Everyone exclaimed: "The rumors are true."

"Beiming Sha Huang, there is the name of the emperor killer. It is said that he was named after the emperor. The emperor is the superior person, and he wants to kill all the emperors in the world." The people under the stage were in high spirits.

Chu Yan looked at Bei Ming Sha Huang. This person is indeed very strong. The blood of wind, combined with the blood of swords, formed a sword storm. Although he is in the same realm as Shen Long, his combat power is thousands of miles away.

In this battle, Shen Long will lose.

The mad eagle was killed in seconds, Shen Long's face was pale, Bei Ming Sha Huang raised his head slightly and sneered: "I said you are not an opponent, why do you want to humiliate yourself, just get out of here. This emperor has heard that the Craftsmanship Guild is very famous, and today I have learned from it. I didn't expect the guild disciples to be so weak and disappointed."

"So crazy!" The people in the Craftsmanship City said unhappily. The Craftsmanship Guild is the place where the first magic weapon in the Demon State is humiliated.

"Kill!" Shen Long took another step forward, and the fire pattern was connected to the sky. Every punch was a fire pattern, and there was no lack of a seventh-level fire pattern, comparable to the emperor realm, which turned into a sword that destroyed the sky. The sword curtain slashed down like a waterfall.

However, in response to this, Bei Ming Sha Huang stood proudly, never moving a step, raised his head, and with just one glance, shot out a hummingbird, and the sound of bang bang bang sounded, and the roar continued, and the battle platform was sunken. Then Shen Long spit out a mouthful of blood and was violently blown away by the storm.

"I told you, the art of fire patterns is just a minor skill. In front of the real fighting power, it is vulnerable to a single blow. One punch will destroy it." Bei Ming Sha Huang said disdainfully.

Shen Long climbed up, his body covered in blood stains, unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing he could do. The opponent was the prince of Bei Ming Dynasty. He knew that he could not defeat him, so he nodded: "The rumors are true. Bei Ming Sha Huang does have the ability to kill the emperor. I lost to you in today's battle, and it is not unfair for me to lose."

Everyone sighed and shook their heads, but no one laughed at Shen Long, just because the opponent was Bei Ming Sha Huang.

Shen Long was right, he did not lose unfairly.

"Defeat is defeat. It is ridiculous to lift others up to cover up your own humbleness. It is just a waste." A mocking voice suddenly came from the stage.

Everyone was stunned and looked for it in the crowd.

"Who is humiliating me? Come out!" Shen Long said angrily, even just now, he did not do so.

"Humiliation? I'm telling the truth. You two are at the same realm, neither of you has an advantage, but you can't even break one of your opponent's moves. Aren't you a waste?" The voice sounded again, and everyone finally saw Chu Yan at this time, wearing a bamboo hat.

"It's ridiculous. Beiming Killing Emperor has the name of Killing Emperor. He is the pride of Xinghai. In the same realm, no one in my Artisan City can defeat him." Shen Long said coldly.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't." Chu Yan said disdainfully, and then he walked out, and everyone was stunned.

"What is he going to do?" Although Chu Yan covered his face, it was not difficult to see through his realm. He was the fourth level of the emperor.

"He won't, will he?" Everyone was speechless. If it was a normal battle, one or two realms lower, they might not be surprised, but the opponent was Beiming Killing Emperor. You challenged him at a lower realm by two realms? Aren't you looking for death?

"Get out!"

Walking up the battle stage, Chu Yan held his vitality in his mouth and shouted fiercely, forming a deafening sword chant, which made Shen Long's face even paler.

"Hmph!" Shen Long snorted coldly, but this place was a battle, so he didn't waste words. He walked down the stage and found a place to watch and said, "I'll watch how you are tortured."

Beiming Shahuang glanced at Chu Yan: "You have good courage, but your realm is too weak. I don't want others to say that I, Beiming Shahuang, won unfairly. Just like him, roll down by yourself."

"You think too highly of yourself." Chu Yan said calmly, and then a sword wind rose around him. The Dragon Roar Sword floated behind him, clanging and ringing, like an ethereal music.

"Hmm?" Beiming Shahuang frowned and shouted coldly: "Don't know how to live or die!"

"Destroy!" The folding fan in Beiming Shahuang's hand unfolded, and a storm immediately formed. On the stage, the wind was like a giant beast, whistling, as if to tear Chu Yan apart.

"I'll give you another chance. Roll down now and you can live. Otherwise, I'll kill you." Beiming Shahuang said unhappily. Being challenged by someone who was two realms lower than him was a shame for him.

Chu Yan did not respond, the sound of the sword turned into ripples and colliding with the storm, forming an extremely terrifying area.

"Boom!" On the battlefield, countless forces were shattered. Chu Yan raised his hand and grabbed the Dragon Roar Sword. Then he rushed out across the sky, leaving a shadow with every step. In the blink of an eye, he turned into countless sword curtains, which were difficult to distinguish between true and false, and slashed towards the North Ming Killing Emperor.

"Looking for death!" The North Ming Killing Emperor roared, raised his hand, turned into a storm giant, and punched Chu Yan fiercely.

Feeling the cold wind like a sword approaching, the face under the wolf head mask became serious. Chu Yan's figure flashed and flew out of the air. Then he walked at a very fast speed, and his figure kept passing through the gaps in the storm. Then he attracted the thunder and turned into the Thunder God's body. The speed was increased, like a thunderbird.

The sound of rustling continued to sound. Chu Yan held a sword in his left hand and a thunder halberd in his other hand. He turned into the Thunder God of War and kept rushing down violently.

The earth trembled violently, and the battlefield was suddenly bombed away.

The people in the audience were stunned by the violent scene. Everyone thought that Chu Yan would be killed instantly, but now, he was fighting against Bei Ming Sha Huang.

Shen Long's face was gloomy. He couldn't believe that the Wailing Sha Huang who killed him instantly was actually countered by a fourth-level emperor.

"Prince of Bei Ming Dynasty? Kill all the emperors in the world?" Chu Yan laughed and stabbed out with a long halberd, like an invincible blade.

"Roar!" Bei Ming Sha Huang roared, his eyes red, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He vaguely sacrificed his soul and turned into a black storm.

"Black Tornado!" Bei Ming Sha Huang stood up proudly and stood on the violent: "Your combat power is indeed good, much stronger than that waste just now, but it's still not good enough. This move will defeat you!!"

Chu Yan was very indifferent, and suddenly turned into a giant star hammer, and then with the power of annihilation, he smashed towards Bei Ming Sha Huang.

"Boom!" The two forces violently collided with each other, and there were pieces of fractures one after another. Some of the emperors who were watching from the outside raised their hands to disperse the remaining power.

"Defeat!" Bei Ming Sha Huang moved his shoulders, and the strong wind became stronger, turning into a wind dragon, shooting towards Chu Yan. The wind dragon was very huge, a hundred feet high, and the huge dragon claws pierced Chu Yan. With a bang, Chu Yan's face turned pale, his throat was sweet, and he almost vomited blood.

"The prince of the Bei Ming Dynasty is still very strong." Chu Yan thought in his heart. When he was the third level emperor, he could defeat all the fifth level emperors. Now he is at the fourth level. He believes that Shen Long is definitely not his opponent, but Bei Ming Sha Huang can't.

"Is he still defeated?" The people in the audience sighed secretly, but they were all shocked by Chu Yan's strength.

The fourth level emperor, the combat power is amazing.

"Bang!" Chu Yan fell to the ground with a thud. Bei Ming Sha Huang's face was not good, but he still stood and looked at Chu Yan with contempt: "I said, if you lose, I will kill you!"

Chu Yan got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Bei Ming Sha Huang: "You are too confident. I forgot to tell you that although I am good at martial arts, I have another identity."

"Hmm?" Bei Ming Sha Huang was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth rose: "Do you want to raise your background? Give you a chance."

He is the prince of Bei Ming Dynasty. In terms of background, who is he afraid of?

"I am, a fire pattern master!" Chu Yan said lightly. The next moment, he stepped on the ground with a thud, and countless fire patterns suddenly entangled and intertwined on the ground, like a picture of mountains and rivers.

"Fire pattern?" Bei Ming Sha Huang laughed even more teasingly: "I said, but you are just a little Taoist, I will hit you with one punch."

"Little Taoist? That's just because you don't understand the real fire pattern at all. What that rubbish carved is worthy of being called a fire pattern?" Chu Yan shook his head and waved his arms. Suddenly, the battle stage became dazzling, with endless brilliance, and dazzling stars broke through the air.

The audience was shocked: "This is... a seventh-level fire pattern formation? Moreover, it is the highest level."

This fire pattern is one of the many fire patterns Qin Ruoming left for Chu Yan, the demon star falls. Seventh-level fire pattern.

Chu Yan sacrificed his third soul, the fire pattern stone plate, and then he transformed into the stone plate. Then he used the fire pattern to transform into a demon star beast, with murderous intent.

"Boom!" Then a star blasted out, and the light from the sky immediately made Bei Ming Sha Huang's face change. He quickly retreated, but was blocked by the demon star. As for his punch, it would have been burned by the fire pattern.

The audience was even more excited, especially the disciples of the Craftsmanship Academy, whose eyes sparkled.

Previously, Shen Long used the Fire Mark Technique to fight the North Sea Killing Emperor, and was called a minor one, unable to withstand a single blow. However, now, Chu Yan also used the Fire Mark Technique to repel the North Sea Killing Emperor. In a sense, Chu Yan was also proving the Dao for his Craftsmanship Academy.