The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 536: Wanjun Piyi!

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Chapter 536 The army of the army is open to change!

I saw that Ye Chen stopped taking action, but instead landed on a hillside outside the city, closed his eyes, and began to urge the art of concealing the sky and crossing the sea with all his strength, gradually bringing back the surging true essence that was boiling like the sea in his body.

When everyone in the city was wondering, they saw that two bundles of immortals gradually appeared on his body, becoming more and more condensed over time. The Baili thundercloud in the sky seems to have no goal, and it no longer expands, but gradually shrinks.

One hour, two hours.......

About half a day later, with a clang, the bundle of celestial cords suddenly condensed into solids, and then disappeared instantly. The five-colored thunderclouds were also annihilated, and the cloudless blue sky and sunny day were restored between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen finally opened his eyes. He was light and calm, casual and calm, black and fluttering, there was no trace of breath on his body, just like a mortal.

"Not good, he escaped the thunder disaster after all."

Nan Chu's heart sinks slightly.

At this time, I saw Ye Chen faintly said: "Nan Chu, if you get out and kneel in front of me, sincerely repent and pay off debts with your life, I can let your royal family go."

When Nan Chu heard this, he was disdainful, but his face was still full of smiles and said: "The true monarch is laughing, just a little misunderstanding, why is it so troublesome. If the true monarch enters the city, we will talk in detail, what do we want to come? Misunderstandings can be solved."

"Do you think that with this battle, I can't help you?"

Ye Chen said calmly, stretched out his hand slowly, and called out the broken sword again: "Well, let's see how I am, a sword will smash your tortoise shell."

"Kang Dang——!"

In the void, there was a sound of fame like a dragon's roar, and the rusty bronze ancient sword was pulled out inch by inch by Ye Chen. Many royal family elders who saw this scene showed contempt in their eyes.

This sword is ordinary and unremarkable. It doesn't have a hint of mana. It is not as good as the most common magic weapon. I want to use this sword to break Wang Cheng's formation. It's a joke.

"I think he hasn't shot, the sword will be shattered by mana."

"Holding a straw to chop the stone, he thought he was Yuanying Tianjun, one plant and one tree could smash the world?"

"Leaf Chen's skills are exhausted."

"..."

Many royal powers shook their heads.

Only Nan Chu frowned. He had seen Ye Chen's hand interrupt the sword. Although it was unremarkable, it was extremely sharp. Even the top spirit armor can't hold a sword.

"But my clan's magic array is made of earth vein spiritual energy. Unless Ye Chen can cut through the eighteen major formations with a single sword, the formation will continue to grow. He is not Yuan Ying and has no such power."

Thinking of this, Nan Chu felt relieved again.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and concentrated, slowly injecting zhenqi, the moment when zhenqi is fully filled...

"Boom——!"

A wave of waves that crushed the heavens fell hundreds of miles around.

This mighty power, the ten-mile ground centered on Ye Chen, shattered. The sword aura rushed into the sky, blasted from the broken sword, turned into a long rainbow, shot straight into the sky, reaching as far as 100,000 feet high. Even thousands of miles away, you can see the long pillar of sword energy that supports the sky and the earth.

Like an ancient **** descending to the world, it is so powerful, far superior to the true monarch of out-of-aperture.

Countless people stared wide-eyed and looked in unbelievably. I saw that in the crackling sound, countless mottled rusts peeled off from the broken sword. Among them, the crystal clear sword body appeared, it was like the most dazzling immortal immortal gold cast, and the whole body was overflowing with immortal light. Thousands of auras, ten thousand rays of sunlight bloom from it, this is nothing but a mottled broken sword, it is clearly a peerless fairy sword Ling Chen.

"Giggle..."

Tianji Religion's eyes widened suddenly, and his teeth were shaking: "Heaven, Tianbao?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Tianbao is a tyrannical existence above the immortal treasure. It stands to reason that the earth cannot exist at all. You must know that even the immortal treasure is only available in the seven profound gates!

It stands to reason that only true immortals can refine Tianbao, and only in the depths of the legendary galaxy, in the oldest Taoist school, can Tianbao suppress it. Who would have thought that the humble Broken Sword in Ye Chen's hand turned out to be a heavenly treasure.

"This sword is called Xuanyuan, and it is the sword of my Chinese ancestor Xuanyuan the Great. Xuanyuan Tianjun once held the Xuanyuan sword and opened up the road of Chinese cultivation. Today, I will use the sword to break your royal city formation and cut Your royal family!"

Ye Chen crossed the sword in front of him and closed his eyes slightly. The look of Emperor Xuanyuan thousands of years ago looking straight and straight, once again appeared in front of him.

He seemed to have traveled through time and space, seeing with his own eyes the scene where Emperor Xuanyuan swung his sword thousands of years ago. Countless swordsmanship mysteries, all true essence movement, mana flow, sword qi know-how, all appeared in Ye Chen's heart, clearly and clearly, like a palm print.

Ye Chen held the fairy sword and swung it lightly: "The sword breaks the stars!"

At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to have turned into Emperor Xuanyuan, and all the suffering, sorrow, unrestrainedness, and resentment in the chest of the Chinese were counted in this sword.

This sword is cut out, and the world is separated out of thin air at this moment. While the bright starry sky descends, while the clear sky is shining brightly, it is a spectacle.

The whale drink has not swallowed the sea, and the sword energy is already in the sky!

And the eighteenth-story big formation, Baili Wangcheng, is as solid as a golden wall, under this sword, like tofu, it is swept across, easily cut into two pieces. The earth splits, and a dazzling sword mark runs from the feet of Ye Chen through the entire royal city, extending to hundreds of miles away, like a sky deep.

Ye Chen stepped out and came to Nan Chu.

Millions of monks, tens of thousands of innates, and hundreds of out-of-apertures, no one blocked them. Nan Chu raised his head, his eyes filled with horror, as if he was alone in the world...

The whole city is terrified!

"Giggle--"

In the city of Nanli King, the wind roared, the sword air filled the air, and the city was horrified. No one dared to make a sound. Only a cluck sound came. It was the sound of Nan Chu's teeth shaking.

He looked in horror and saw that Ye Chen stepped on bluestone slabs, dressed in black, with long hair fluttering, and coming with a sword. Behind him, there was a long and narrow black crack. The slashed traces, the cracks never closed, like a sky eye.

The eighteenth-level top-level formation was smashed by a sword.

The sword of Ye Chen not only smashed the last support of the Nanli royal family, but also cut off all the arrogance, all the reservedness, and all the arrogance in Nan Chu's heart.

"Boom boom boom——"

Ye Chen wandered over.

Two clear chains of immortals appeared on his body. They were squeezed into the body, and even the divine body was drawn out with two deep visible bone marks. It was two strong actions in a day with full force and was backlashed by magical techniques. Signs. The Xuanyuan Broken Sword in his hand was instantly dimmed after a blow that rivaled the Nascent Soul, and could no longer be used in a short period of time.

But there were a lot of cultivators in the room, countless innately out of their bodies, but no one dared to attack Ye Chen.

The many cultivators who stood in front of Ye Chen flee in a piss, no matter whether it is the true monarch of the royal family or the soldiers of the Imperial City Guards, no one dares to stop them. In front of Ye Chen, the sea of ​​people split out of thin air, revealing Nan Chu's figure a hundred meters away.

Nan Chu only feels that although he is the prince of the Nanli royal family, under one person and above tens of thousands, he is in charge of hundreds of millions of beings in the entire Nanli region. Countless armies and strong people are protected, but they are alone, so delicate, as if they have been abandoned by the world.

At this moment, Wanjun Piyi!