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But they were just stunned and did not stop them.

When the sword light fell, Yuan Qiyun blocked it like a barrier.

Boom~~

The terrifying force collided, and the primordial air flow surged instantly, splashing towards both sides.

Seeing this, Yuan Qi had a flash of determination in his eyes.

I saw him clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and flew out suddenly.

A faint royal aura enveloped the sword body, and a dense cloud of primordial energy wrapped around his body.

He flew out like a sharp arrow.

"careful!"

Behind, several heavenly immortals reminded urgently.

Zhao Yan also noticed his attack, but there was a cold smile on his face.

"If you come to die in such a hurry, then I will fulfill you."

He drew back the long knife and swept it out violently.

The whistling blade light burst towards Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi was happy and fearless, with a resolute look on his face.

"Remember, I am the Emperor Jiuyuan!"

He let out a roar.

He insisted on carrying the terrifying sword glow to Zhao Yan.

Yuan Qiyun rolled around his body, engulfing and enveloping the terrifying blade glow.

The hazy sword light shot into Zhao Yan's chest like a cold star.

Puchi~~

flutter~

The sword pierced his chest, and bright red blood spurted out.

The light of the knife fell on Yuan Qi like a heavy hammer, making Yuan Qi unable to bear it any longer, and a mouthful of dark red blood spewed out from his mouth.

Zhao Yan's face was covered with blood spurted by Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi's body was also covered with Zhao Yan's blood.

"you!"

The pupils in Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He didn't expect Yuan Qi to be so desperate and want to die with him.

Yuan Qi grinned, blood flowed down his chin, staining his neck red.

"What about the immortals in the sky? If you dare to provoke me, you will die."

He pushed the long sword in his hand hard, exerting all his strength.

Zhao Yan looked down at the pale sword blade, his eyes throbbing.

A sword wound was not terrible, even if it pierced his heart, it would not kill him.

But that hazy royal air is the deadliest threat to him.

"I~~"

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand to hold the sword body, trying to pull the long sword out of his chest.

It's a pity that his vitality is passing away extremely quickly, and his strength is rapidly dissipating.

"You are going to die!"

Yuan Qi grinned.

It's just that his eyes dimmed.

His own cultivation is only at the Ming Dao Realm. Although he is an emperor, he has just finished the Emperor's Qi Refining Art, and now he can reach the third level of the Emperor's Qi Refining Art.

In terms of his own strength, he is not as good as Zhuxiantai Small Realm.

But behind him are tens of millions of people in the imperial capital, and millions of elite troops of the Nine Yuan Dynasty.

That majestic Yuan Qi cloud is his biggest reliance.

With the help of Yuan Qiyun's power, he forcibly resisted Zhao Yan's sword glow.

Although Yuan Qiyun had already reduced Zhao Yan's sword glow by [-]%, it was still not something he could bear.

This knife still cut off all his vitality.

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"I am Emperor Jiuyuan!"

he said with a smile.

I laughed very happily.

Even those dim eyes were filled with a smile.

Since then.

The bodies of the two fell from the sky.

boom!

With a dull sound, the bodies of the two fell to the ground.

Even if he died, Yuan Qi still held the hilt tightly, and the blade was still stuck in Zhao Yan's chest.

With a faint smile on his face, his eyes were still fixed on Zhao Yan.

Even if it is death, he still has to look at Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan gasped slightly, his vitality was about to run out, although he was not completely dead, but he had no chance of surviving.

He looked at Yuan Qi next to him, and looked at the faint smile.

There was a surge of fear in my heart.

Fear became his last emotion.

"Senior brother!"

Several heavenly immortals flew over.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Zhao Yan, he, he is dead."

One of them checked Zhao Yan's situation and said nervously.

"hateful!"

The leading senior brother was completely angry.

Strong anger is burning his mind.

It's not that they can't accept death. In fact, every time they perform a clearing mission, a few unlucky disciples will die in battle.

However, this is different.

This mission has only just begun.

This is just the first battle, just facing a weak dynasty.

One of their juniors actually died in battle.

"kill!"

The leading brother gritted his teeth and roared.

next moment.

He turned into a streamer and flew out.

Between the sky and the earth, the wind is surging, and the fierce wind pulls everything.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying storm condensed.

"war!"

Facing such a terrifying storm, those nine-yuan soldiers and common people let out another roar.

They don't have time to grieve for Yuan Qi, and they don't even know Yuan Qi's situation now.

They will face even more terrifying attacks.

Yuan Qiyun surged again.

Tangled with a terrifying storm.

The wind howled, and sand, gravel and dust filled the sky and the earth.

Countless weapons were also involved in the storm.

puff puff~~

Blood filled the air, turning the entire storm into a dark red color.

A scream echoed in the dim storm.

Pieces of airflow clouds were torn apart.

The leading senior brother was hanging in mid-air, watching all this with red eyes.

The storm was as violent as the anger in his heart.

Sudden.

A sword light flew down.

"Death to the deity!"

Jian Guang came so fast that he couldn't even react.

The bright sword light brushed his cheek and fell.

The clothes on his chest were cut, and the skin on his chest was cut.

"Go away!"

He waved his hand violently, and a rush of wind burst out suddenly.

bang~~

The figure of Abyss was knocked out.

However, the terrible storm stopped.

The wind dissipated, and the dust still filled the air, but all the sand and gravel from the weapon fell.

A sea of ​​corpses appeared in front of everyone.

Shen Yuan looked at the sea of ​​corpses all over the place, his heart surged and his eyes became hot.

Two tears of blood fell suddenly.

The sea of ​​corpses spread for tens of miles around, among them were nine-yuan soldiers, ordinary people, courtiers, nobles, and royal families.There are gray-haired old men and young children who are not as tall as a wheel.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yuan's heart seemed to be eaten by thousands of ants.

"Heavenly Immortal! Hahaha~"

He was laughing, with blood on his face, and laughing.

The laughter was full of resentment and madness.

"You are more ferocious than ghosts and crueler than demons."

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he stood up slowly, his eyes were already scarlet.

"Your way is a butcher's knife, and everything about you is forged by thousands of resentful souls."