Martial Arts Emperor

The sword destroys the mountain, this is an intermediate holy level martial skill!

This sword is enough to level everything.

If Ye Yan dies, the treasure will belong to Qian Xuan.

"It's been a hundred years. After taking over this empire, if I hold the venerable weapon, I can wipe out other empires, expand the territory of my Qianling Empire, and make the foundation of my empire deeper." Thinking of this, Qianxuan's smile grew stronger.

Under this sword energy, Ye Yan's face became solemn.

He didn't want to die like this!

Yun Feiyue, Yun Feixue, even Yun Chaozong and Yimu Dynasty have not yet been conquered by him. ??

He didn't know anything about his father either.

Moreover, he was only seventeen years old, and he even remembered that he promised that girl Ruo Yu that she would see all the mountains and rivers in the world...

There's still so much he hasn't done yet.

Are you going to die here today?

"I, Ye Yan, will never give in!" Ye Yan shouted in his heart.

"The second level of the Wandao Emperor's body?"

"Open it for me!"

At this moment, Ye Yan roared in his heart.

Regarding the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Physique, he had extraordinary insights and was able to fight across four levels. Now that the physique is activated, there is no time limit, but this is not enough. The woman in the Emperor's Sword said that this was just the first level. Ye Yan didn't understand it well before, but now when death was approaching, Ye Yan felt that his body didn't even tremble...

No fear!

With thousands of imperial bodies, why fear the holy power?

If you have invincibility in your heart, you will have no fear!

"I have an imperial body, how can I die in peace?"

"So what if I'm a saint? Why should I, Ye Yan, be afraid?"

Ye Yan secretly said.

At the moment of life and death, he felt another layer of mystery of the Wandao Emperor's body. For a moment, his body shimmered with golden light, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to gather.

"What's this?"

"Physical power?"

"How is that possible? What kind of physique do you have?"

Looking at this scene, even Qian Xuan was shocked.

The Holy Body will never be in such a situation, and neither should the Zun Body, the Imperial Body?

"No, you fought across realms and didn't use secret techniques. Is it all because of your physique?" Staring at Ye Yan, Qian Xuan saw something mysterious. The more he looked at it, the bigger his pupils became, and the more shocked he became.

The ninth-level spiritual platform, relying on the physical sacred weapon and other powers, is comparable to the eighth-level semi-saint?

You can’t even reach the imperial body, right?

"Royal body?"

"Then Laji's physique dares to be compared with mine?" Ye Yan shouted. Now he has completely broken through to the second level of physique, and feels another level of mystery of the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Physique. Now he has exploded the power of this physique, but Crossed two levels again in a short period of time.

However, this time is extremely short!

It can only last for a hundred breaths!

But for Ye Yan, it was enough.

"You said..." Qian Xuan secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In Ye Yan's eyes, the emperor's body was all Raj's body?

What about Ye Yan's body?

"Could it be...could this be the legend..." Qianxuan's eyes widened for a moment and almost fell out. If he hadn't been a saint, this simple thought would have made him tremble to the point of trembling.

"That's right, what I, Ye Yan, carry is the real imperial body!" Ye Yan shouted, and with a movement of his hand, he activated the ancient artifact pagoda again. Now he is comparable to the top of the ninth level semi-saint, and with such power, he activates the ancient artifact. The power that the weapon could emit was so great that it shattered Qian Xuan's sword in an instant, and the golden ancient pagoda was smashed towards Qian Xuan under Ye Yan's control.

Seeing this, Qian Xuan felt as if a huge wave had stirred up in his heart.

"Emperor body!"

These two words still linger in his ears.

Although he secludes himself in the temple, he knows that there are things going on in this area.

Two proud daughters of heaven appeared, Yun Feiyue and Yun Feixue.

Yun Feixue has become a saint, with a noble body.

Yun Feiyue is only seventeen years old, and now she has a noble body and can even transform into an imperial body.

In Qian Xuan's eyes, this should be the ultimate physical fitness in this area, and no one will be able to break it for hundreds of years to come.

Who would have thought that Ye Yan's physique would be even more powerful?

In his emotion, the ancient pagoda has arrived.

Qian Xuan roared and exploded all the power in his body into a barrier.

Click!

But in just an instant, the barrier collapsed.

"What?"

His eyes were almost bleeding, it was unbelievable.

But Ye Yan's eyes were as bright as a torch. It would be unbelievable if even Qianxuan, a person who had just stepped into the holy realm, could not be killed by using this powerful weapon that was truly comparable to the peak of a semi-saint.

"Condensation!"

Qian Xuan yelled.

Bang bang bang!

The ancient artifact tower could break through everything, and all his defenses were shattered. Finally, the ancient artifact tower struck him, directly penetrating his body.

Poof!

In the royal family, Qian Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he stared at Ye Yan, his life flowing away quickly.

He didn't expect this ending.

"A hundred years ago, I had many talents, but I had many enemies. There were overt and covert fights within the royal family, and some people wanted to kill me. I created an illusion and disappeared from the royal family, and everyone thought I was dead."

"If this is the case, I will concentrate on my cultivation and I will succeed in a hundred years!"

"When I stepped into the holy realm, I wanted to have a big fight!"

"In the end, it was all in vain!"

Qianxuan opened his mouth, blood dripping continuously.

After struggling for a hundred years, he finally became a saint, but in the end, he was killed with one move.

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br\u003e He smiled bitterly and fell to the ground completely.

"call!"

At this time, Ye Yan also exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the physical power dissipated. His whole body was extremely sore, and he had just forced the weapon to activate twice, and the spiritual power in the golden elixir was almost exhausted.

"Ye Yan, he is dead, quickly gather his holy power!" said the woman in the Emperor's Sword.

Hearing this, Ye Yan forcibly cheered up and walked forward. He sat down cross-legged in front of him and took a deep breath. He immediately activated the Heavenly Emperor Art and took out the Emperor Fire Divine Furnace.

He cannot absorb this holy power at his current level. He can only refine it when he reaches the top of the nine-layer spiritual platform and breaks through to the holy realm.

For a while, he could only put this power into the Emperor Fire God Furnace.

"town!"

Ye Yan condensed the holy power in his body, and then shouted out a wave of power to suppress him in the Emperor Fire God Furnace.

After doing all this, Ye Yan no longer had any strength and lay directly on the ground.

In the Imperial Capital Square, many people looked condensed.

"The sound disappeared?"

"It seems that this battle is over, so soon?"

From the beginning to the end of this battle, it was only between the light of the calcium carbide fire.

"How slow can the saint take action? Do you still expect that kid to be able to resist the saint's moves?"

"That's right, with one move, Ye Yan will die!"

Many people laughed.

As for Qi Guang and others, they were also lamenting.

boom!

At this point, the remaining city defenders actually picked up their weapons again, and their momentum increased again. One person stood up, and it was a deputy general who stared at Qi Guang and said: "Qi Guang, I have also been at the border before. So I recognize you, hahaha, today there is a saint coming to our Qianling Empire, and Ye Yan is also dead, so it will be your time to die next."

"Death!" The 50,000 defenders shouted at the same time, the sound shaking the imperial capital.