The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

Chapter 238

After learning from the emperor what Yue Zhuoqun was going to do after becoming the Holy Emperor, the Sword Emperor was silent for a moment before he sighed: "Destroy the Japanese and eliminate future troubles. Such a plan makes me admire it."

Although Yue Zhuoqun forced the emperor to become the Holy Emperor, it was not for his own selfishness, but for the peace of the Central Plains.

Even the emperor's nephew has recognized him. If he holds on to him, it would be too petty.

"Brother Yue, I won't say anything else. You must notify me when you attack Japan. I will also go to meet the masters of Japan."

Yue Zhuoqun smiled and nodded: "If the Sword Emperor goes together, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

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The arrogance of Jue Wushen, who was showing off his power, finally subsided a lot.

He led three thousand Guicha Luo, and with the help of masters such as Pojun, Juexin, and Juetian, he was invincible after arriving in the Central Plains.

First, he took advantage of the opportunity when Tianxiahui was destroyed by Yue Zhuoqun to quickly subdue the small gangs in the Central Plains and replace the Tianxiahui.

He also plotted to capture Wuming and other masters.

The only step left was to control the emperor of the Central Plains and replace him.

As a result, Wuming and others who were imprisoned were rescued by Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, whose strength had improved by leaps and bounds. Then, Pojun and Juexin who went to the palace died inexplicably in the hands of Yue Zhuoqun.

After 20 years of planning, they were destroyed one after another. Jue Wushen, who was confident that he was invincible in the world, had to change his plan.

He understood that if he wanted to seize the Central Plains, he had to remove Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Wuming, and Yue Zhuoqun first.

He had never left Wushen Jue Palace, so he led his men to a small town.

This town was Wuming's temporary residence.

When Wuming was imprisoned, his martial arts had been destroyed by Juexin, but he saw the secret book of Wanjian Guizong and realized the secret of the martial arts of Qi Chong Feixue.

Not only did he master this unique sword technique, but his martial arts also began to recover.

He has been hiding in this small town these days, seizing the time to recover his skills.

Suddenly, the house where he was in seclusion was shrouded by the energy of the people, and the walls and roofs were shattered. Ten figures whizzed out, emitting strong energy and attacking Wuming who was meditating.

These ten people are the ten Japanese masters recruited by Jue Wushen - Japanese Qi Ninja.

They practiced Qigong Ninjutsu, and they were connected by the same energy. When they joined forces to fight the enemy, their power could be superimposed and multiplied.

However, Wuming, whose skills were less than 30% recovered, was not afraid of danger. He sat cross-legged on the ground and swung his fingers like swords.

Instantly, endless sword energy gushed out from his acupuncture points, and attacked the ten people like an overwhelming force, breaking the attack and forcing them to retreat.

"Wuming, the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin is indeed extremely powerful, but unfortunately I will not give you time to recover to your peak." The voice was accompanied by a fierce punch, and Jue Wushen also made a move.

Wuming looked solemn and did not respond. The two unique skills of Moming Sword and Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin were combined to attack. Thousands of sword energy turned into a long river, covering Jue Wushen from all directions.

"Hmph! I have achieved the Immortal Golden Body, how could I be afraid of your sword attack."

Jue Wushen sneered, clenched his fists and swung his arms violently, dazzling golden light shone out, and turned into a body-protecting divine power outside the body, which actually blocked all the pervasive sword energy.

At this time, two figures came from the left and right at high speed, one holding a long sword emitting blood-red magic light, and the other holding a black sword emitting sharp cold air. They were Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun who came to help.

Nie Feng cultivated into a magic sword and made great progress in martial arts.

Bu Jingyun was not bad either. Under Wuming's guidance, he integrated several sword techniques and created his own sword art. Even the best sword in the world was sharpened under the influence of the hot blood.

One of them displayed the magic energy, and the other displayed the sword flowing cloud. The sword and sword energy was extremely terrifying and hit Jue Wushen's body protection.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the extremely hard body protection was finally broken.

Wuming's eyes moved, and the Ten Thousand Swords Returned to the Origin was launched. Thousands of sword energies continuously hit Jue Wushen's armpit acupoints.

It turned out that Wuming had already noticed that this place was the flaw of his immortal golden body.

Crack!

Jue Wushen's armor was shattered by the impact of the sword energy, and his body kept retreating. Unfortunately, his exposed flesh and blood were emitting light and were not hurt at all.

"Humph, Wuming is worthy of being a legend in the Central Plains. He can see through my flaws. It's a pity that after the Immortal Golden Body is completed, the flaws are no longer flaws. No one in the world can break my body anymore."

Jue Wushen roared proudly, punched with both fists, and attacked Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun with the Killing Heart and Killing God in the Killing Fist, respectively, and blasted them to spit blood and fly backwards.

"You three should die with your eyes closed for being able to force me to use all my strength."

However, Nie Feng, who was spitting blood, turned a deaf ear to this. The demonic energy was all over his body. He had cut off the line that led the Dao fetus to his reason and was completely possessed by the devil.

Not only did his eyes turn into blood pupils, but even his eyebrows glowed red, straightSoaring into the sky, it seemed to open the third demon pupil.

His feet carried the gust of wind, gathering the wind power between heaven and earth, and the Snow Drinking Knife turned into a blood-colored knife aura of dozens of meters, which chopped heavily on Jue Wushen's body.

This knife was really overbearing, and Jue Wushen, who had a strong body, was chopped into the mud, extremely embarrassed.

Unfortunately, it still did not cause any damage to his flesh and blood, and the killing fist rushed out and shattered the knife aura on the spot.

"Jingyun, only by joining forces with Nie Feng and exerting the power of Maha Wuliang can we deal with Jue Wushen." Wuming saw this scene and reminded Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun nodded, and immediately swung the peerless sword, controlling the power of the cloud to pierce Jue Wushen's back.

Nie Feng was completely trapped in the devil's way and lost his reason.

However, the influence of the two forces of wind and cloud made him instinctively join forces with Bu Jingyun. The power of wind and cloud entangled and condensed with each other, instantly magnified countless times, and turned into heavenly power to bombard Jue Wushen.

Facing this attack, the overbearing Jue Wushen finally showed a trace of fear on his face.

He used his killing fist to the extreme, resisting the power of Maha Wuliang, and shouted: "Everyone, attack together and separate Fengyun for me."

The ten Japanese ninjas stepped forward first, connecting their palms together to form a line, and the power of the nine people in the back was all gathered on the person in the front.

Boom!

The air was turbulent, and the combined power of the ten people was like a ferocious dragon hitting the force field of Fengyun, resisting Nie Feng's magic knife.

At the same time, another sturdy figure jumped up, waving a golden three-hook strange weapon in his left hand and a long-handled broadsword in his right hand, smashing Bu Jingyun's peerless sword.

This person was Miyamoto Meng, Jue Wushen's eldest disciple. He had learned all the martial arts from Jue Wushen. With the power of the two weapons, he locked Bu Jingyun's peerless sword.

Wuming saw this scene and tried to help with his remaining strength. But countless ghost forks rushed from all directions to block his attack.

Wuming had no choice but to fight with the ghost forks with the sword energy of Wanjian Guizong.

"Roar!"

Nie Feng roared with a low demonic roar, and his demonic power increased several times.

The Snow Drinking Blade slashed with an extremely powerful blow, smashing the joint attack of the Japanese air ninjas, and the ten people were spitting blood and flying, seriously injured and dying.

But his explosion of demonic power also caused the power of Fengyun Hebi to fluctuate, and the power was reduced by three points.

Jue Wushen seized the opportunity, grabbed the golden hook weapon in Miyamoto Meng's hand, swung it left and right, and smashed Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's backs, blasting them from high altitude into the mud.

He rushed to Wuming who was fighting hard, and swung the strange weapon diagonally. Three sharp hooks with strong wind grabbed Wuming's chest and severely injured him.

Fengyun Hebi was broken, Wuming was seriously injured, and Jue Wushen's face was full of pride:

"Hahaha, what Fengyun Hebi, what Tianjian Wuming, they will all be dead souls in my hands today. No one can stop me from seizing the Central Plains."

"Little Japanese bandits dare to bark and shout on the land of Shenzhou!"

The cold and domineering voice shook the whole audience, the air seemed to be frozen, and the tyrannical pressure came overwhelmingly.

Jue Wushen's proud smile froze, and he frowned and looked into the distance.

I saw a handsome man with a noble look, sitting astride a Qilin beast covered with flames outside the town.

As soon as the fire Qilin entered the battlefield, flames erupted from its mouth, killing a large number of Guicha Luo.

Although Guicha Luo in the distance was not affected by the flames, he was also frightened by this scene and froze.

They had never seen such a ferocious beast before, and they only felt their hands and feet cold and their livers and gallbladders were about to burst.

"Stop him!"

Miyamoto Meng was the first to come back to his senses. While shouting, he waved his long sword high up, and wanted to use the momentum of falling to chop the man on the Fire Kirin.

"A small ant dares to stop a car with his arms."

On the back of the Kirin, Yue Zhuoqun's eyes turned cold, and the Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed, just waving it lightly.

"Hum~"

"Puff..."

The long sword in Miyamoto Meng's hand broke into two sections, and even his body was cut in half, and blood splashed in the sky and fell to the ground.

Yue Zhuoqun didn't even look at his body, and flew from the back of the Fire Kirin and floated ten meters away from Jue Wushen.

Boom!

The ground shook, and five thousand soldiers holding heavy swords and emitting strong blood energy followed closely, surrounding Guicha Luo in the small town.

These five thousand soldiers were the dragon elephant army that practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

The martial arts in the Fengyun world are prosperous, and people's martial arts qualifications are far superior to those in the Yitian and Tianlong worlds, and it is easier to practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna.

These five thousand people were carefully selected, and their basic strength is not weak. In a short time, they practiced to the second level, and even many people broke through to the third level.

The lower-level generals took the primary dragon elephant pill, and the high-level generals took the intermediate dragon elephant pill, and their strength was even stronger.

"Don't leave any Japanese in the field." As a general saidAfter issuing the order, the 5,000-strong army wielded heavy swords and charged into the Guicha Luo like a tide.

These Guicha Luo were carefully trained by Jue Wushen, and their strength was not bad. However, facing the attack of this large army, they had no ability to resist at all.

People were constantly chopped to pieces by heavy swords, and screams continued.

Jue Wushen's blood coagulated, but he didn't care about the residual image of the Guicha Luo. His eyes were fixed on Yue Zhuoqun, and invisible pressure rose from the bottom of his heart.

"You are Yue Zhuoqun?"

"Heh! You can call me by my name?"

"Yue Zhuoqun, don't yell at me. Wuming, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun have been defeated. I don't believe you can break my indestructible golden body."

Thinking of the battle record just now, Jue Wushen calmed down a little: "Even if you slaughter all the ghosts in the field, as long as you kill you, the Central Plains will still be mine."

"You are the one who yells!" Yue Zhuoqun curled his lips with disdain on his face: "Indestructible golden body? Under absolute power, there is no body that cannot be broken."

"Nonsense, talk about it after you break it!"

Jue Wushen shouted angrily, and the golden hook in his hand attacked Yue Zhuoqun with the power of splitting mountains and rocks.

His weapon is made of special metal, with a hard texture and weighing hundreds of pounds. The three sharp hook blades are even more weird and can hurt people invisibly.

With this swing, he used the domineering power of the immortal golden body, and the air was blasted into a vacuum field, and the ground was shattered and collapsed half a meter.

The wind swept by the Qi force destroyed everything within a radius of more than ten meters.

Yue Zhuoqun was also in this wind, but his body seemed to be standing in another world, not affected by the wind at all, not even his hair was blown.

The sword light flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword was swung out.

There was no Qi leaking from the sword body, and there was no sword energy or sword aura, which seemed ordinary.

However, this ordinary sword contained the most essential attack, and nothing could resist it.

Swish!

The vacuum field was broken, and the sword body slashed on the golden hook.

Clang clang clang~

Three crisp sounds, the golden hook blade was like a rotten wood breaking, and the three broken blades shot towards the open space in the distance, blasting a big hole in the ground.

There is really nothing mysterious about Yue Zhuoqun's sword. It just exerts the power to the extreme, producing the effect of turning decay into magic.

Jue Wushen's arms were numb, and he slid backwards uncontrollably, and his feet plowed two long grooves on the ground.

"The weirder the weapon, the faster you die. Jue Wushen, use your killing fist!"

Jue Wushen took a deep breath and threw the broken weapon to the ground: "Okay, then you take my killing fist."

The killing fist was a combination of his own martial arts. There are only three styles in total, and each style is powerful.

The killing fist has increased the power to the limit. Once this move is used, it must be killed. It can be said that the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and everything is destroyed.

Since he created it, he has never used it on anyone.

His arms shook, and the blood in his body was boiling. The blood and qi penetrated his body and dyed the surroundings red.

The shadow of the fist god emerged in the red light, and the scene was shocking.

"Kill!"

Jue Wushen roared loudly, like an angry beast, all the power between heaven and earth gathered in his fist, rushing towards Yue Zhuoqun.

Yue Zhuoqun also clenched his fist, golden light flowed on his skin, the void was collapsed and twisted, and there was a faint roar of the dragon elephant god sound.

They fought fist to fist, strength to strength.

Bang!

The two fists hit one place, and the red and gold lights intertwined, swallowing the light between heaven and earth, covering the bodies of both people.

Boom!

Then, a scene like a volcanic eruption burst out from the light, and all the buildings within a radius of dozens of meters were crushed into dust.

Boom, boom, boom...

The light tore, Jue Wushen staggered back, his body trembling, and the pain made his expression distorted.

And Yue Zhuoqun stood still in the same place, and the ground under his feet was not damaged.

"The power of the killing fist is only this much. Next, watch me destroy your indestructible golden body."

After saying this, he soared into the air, activated the twelve-level Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, and released pure physical strength. His long hair fluttered, his sleeves fluttered, and his fist turned into a sun and struck Jue Wushen horizontally.

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The two chapters merged into one.