I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 297

On the Japanese side, the three strong men besieged the badly wounded unknown. With only ten moves, the Japanese emperor died under the unknown sword.

Not to mention that the soul of the broken army is scattered, and there is no contraction of God's pupils. Even Xu Fu feels incredible.

But he immediately reacted that during this time, he was constantly competing with the nameless, sharpening the sky sword that had not been out of its sheath for a long time.

This is indeed the case. If nameless didn't improve his perception of confrontation with Xu Fu, it would be better than the Japanese emperor, but it would never be possible to decide life and death in a few moves.

The Japanese emperor stared round. The body fell down. Without saying a word, the army turned around and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, there was only the lonely absolute being, the overlord of the absolute palace generation.

"After all, it's still a decisive battle between you and me..."

"Nameless! Die!!!"

Accompanied by a fierce, peerless roar, the broken cone of Jue Wushen's right hand blasted past like thunder and lightning.

This attack has no detour, no change, no turning point, no back move, with an incomparably calm killing intention, urged by the extreme martial will, and really gathered the strength of the whole body at one point.

Kill fist! Demon soldier! be made one!

Jue Wushen is also a martial arts genius. Otherwise, he cannot create an immortal golden body on the basis of the golden bell jar. At this time, he won the ground breaking cone. Soon, he can combine the killing fist with it and hit beyond the usual limit.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

The nameless body is like electricity, flying through the sky. People and swords are combined to face the edge.

Boom!

The hero broke the ground and fought against the strong, but Jue Wushen expected that the hero's sword was broken and the nameless blood and flesh splashed. His body shape first dissipated like a phantom and then flashed on Jue Wushen's side. The hero was horizontal.

Supreme Kendo! No way!

For a time, the sword light flickered all over the sky. It was dazzling. He was completely overwhelmed by the sword Qi. He only felt that countless sword Qi hit every inch of his skin.

This is looking for the hood door.

Even the golden bell jar, one of the four magical skills, can eliminate all the doors only when the cultivation reaches the completion of the twelve levels, so as to achieve the state that the King Kong is not bad. If the golden body is not destroyed, it will naturally have doors.

But Jue Wushen roared violently, and the split shield on his left hand turned. It was airtight and solid as gold soup. Unexpectedly, he stopped the sword Qi.

The sword light revolved and roared through the air, enveloping all around. The sonorous sound of metal attack rang through the world without stopping.

Nameless gave at least half of his mind to guard against Xu Fu, but the sword Qi that made Wan Jianchen subdued still suppressed Jue Wushen, step by step backward, the left hand holding the shield quickly trembled, the tiger's mouth cracked, his legs bent, and even knelt down by the surging pressure of the sword.

If he keeps it for a long time, he will lose it. In a short time, he will follow in the footsteps of the Japanese emperor.

"I'm the overlord. I'll never kneel!"

But it was this despair that completely inspired Jue Wushen's ferocity. His real Qi burst, his feet stamped on the ground, and the visible waves spread downward and sank into the ground.

Boom!

In the cracked and flying debris spray, Jue Wushen soared to the sky. The split sky shield and ground breaking cone of both hands were combined to the center, and turned into a huge magic hammer, integrating attack and defense, which was extremely ferocious.

Break the sky and break the earth!

With this magic soldier in hand, there is no deification to become an unparalleled general. His whole body blooms with golden light. The shadow of the sword is shocked and flew away in an instant. Together with the gravel spray surging on the ground, it turns into the wind and sand in the sky.

"Nameless! Fight again!"

The power of the demon soldiers is continuously injected into the body. No God swoops down against the sword sea. The sound of gold and iron attack is like the roar of lions and tigers, which is deafening and spreading wildly.

Originally, there were a few Japanese samurai who survived the earth shaking flood. They directly covered their ears and rolled wildly on the ground. Soon they bled and stopped moving.

WOW!

In the sound of rain beating a lute, the sword Qi all over the sky was burst, the nameless body appeared, and the dignified face also appeared, but there was no retreat. The hero sword was infected by it and stirred up a heroic spirit to compete with breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

"Good! Another complete form of magic soldiers has been born. To kill the real dragon, you must gather together the top ten Heavenly magic soldiers. Anonymity has helped us..."

When the two men fought again, Xu Fu was not surprised but happy. He didn't care about the Japanese emperor who died in peace and was ready to fight in person.

Jue Wushen also has lofty sentiments. The more he faces a desperate situation, the more he fights, the more brave he is. He continues to break through the limit. He has thousands of years of skill. I don't believe he can persist this time.

However, at this time, a huge sound of dragon singing came from the sky.

"Emperor Daming!"

Without looking up, Xu Fu knew that the holy driving must have arrived and his heart pounded with a click just by the flow of the Qi of yin and Yang.

After this period of contact, the image of the son of heaven with unfathomable strength and perfect imperial mind has replaced the young, frivolous and almost stepped down by the change of civil castle.

Xu Fu did not dare to underestimate the son of heaven. He weighed the pros and cons, made a decision and went down.

"Join hands to kill the nameless!"

Seeing Xu Fu's sleeves dancing, like a relegated fairy in the dust, listening to the sound of the secret, there was no great joy.

He doesn't have the martial arts spirit of fighting alone. The original plan was to poison the army first, eliminate most of the unknown skills, and then invade the Central Plains. Now Xu Fu does the same.

"Anonymity is the end of a powerful crossbow. I will protect you. Go!"

Under Xu Fu's guarantee, absolutely no God held up the magic hammer. His arms, which were originally muscular and twisted, were surging with Qi, just like countless strange pythons. The power accumulated to the extreme climbed again, breaking through the limits of mortals and exploding out heavily.

Click!

With the double blessing of breaking the sky and the earth and the immortal golden body, the space where the nameless is located actually shows signs of fragmentation. The dark streamers suddenly appear, like a mirror about to be broken.

The nameless body moves, and there is no way to reproduce the sword's intention. It disappears from time to time in the turbulent flow of space, and uses the realm of Heavenly Sword to calm the void broken by recklessness and strength.

There was no divine power. The Heavenly Sword made Qiao. Seeing this scene, Gu Cheng, who came to the Korean Peninsula, also nodded slightly, and then looked at Xu Fu with a smile.

Give you a look and see if you can understand it.

Without saying a word, Xu Fu suddenly flew up and pointed out three fingers continuously from the rear.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Just like three sharp spikes, they pierce into a ball that is swollen to the extreme. There is no unbelievable color in God's eyes, and his hands are loose.

The sky broke the ground and couldn't fall. It crashed on the ground. In the dust, a figure fell from the air.

The mighty and domineering Jue Wushen disappeared and was replaced by a shrinking middle-aged man.

Once the immortal golden body is broken, you have to practice again, and your efforts will be destroyed. However, the power of killing fist will rise rapidly, because the skill originally used for defense will be liberated and turned into attack.

But Xu Fu didn't do it. He broke the golden body, cut off the meridians and abandoned the elixir field.

When Jue Wushen fell down, he was an ordinary man whose martial arts had been abandoned. Xu Fuhua made a wisp of breeze, brushed his long sleeve gently, and a head immediately flew up.

Jue Wushen's headless body shook, bent its legs, and finally knelt down.