The young emperor stepped in, the avenue roared, the bundle of thousands of props, and the Tao rhyme followed, as if it was integrated with the whole heaven and earth, as if it was not a person, but a giant sword, and the terrifying sword intent penetrated people's hearts.

The whole world fell into silence, and everyone didn't dare to breathe, not because they didn't want to, but because they were suppressed inexplicably, and they couldn't move.

Everyone felt a great momentum of heaven and earth approaching, and they couldn't breathe.

"Young Master!"

In the Variety Chariot, Ming Yi and the others' faces suddenly tightened, and they pinched a cold sweat for Qianlan Ziyan.

The Young Emperor, although he was the appearance of the Emperor when he was young, but he was different from ordinary people after all, and then with the achievement of the Emperor to the throne, he was nourished by the way of the Emperor, and he already had a trace of imperial power, which is not something that ordinary people can contend with.

And when the emperor was young, which one did not have the posture of a dragon and a phoenix, sweeping the same generation, and crowning the ancient and modern aliens.

Being targeted by such a person, even a great sage like Han Wushuang turned pale for a while, and he didn't dare to make a rash move.

Han Wushuang was like this, not to mention others, he had long been intimidated by the might of the Young Emperor.

"Young Emperor, it really deserves its reputation!" The people watching the battle from a distance also turned pale, and their legs trembled.

"Is this the Young Emperor?" some young people were relatively weak, and they were all paralyzed to the ground at this time, muttering with fear on their faces, looking like they had no masters.

"Young Emperor, shaking the past and the present, even if he is young, it is not comparable to us!" Some of the powerhouses of the older generation all said with a sigh on their faces, looking depressed.

The gap between people and people is too big, and they are still the best among ordinary monks, but compared to the Young Emperor, they are overshadowed by death, which makes them all a little suspicious of life.

"I've lived to be a dog for so many years!" The strong man of the older generation looked lonely, and his Dao heart was shaken at this moment.

"Boom!"

The Young Emperor stepped forward, one day at a time, one world at a time, and instantly appeared on the side of Qianlan Ziyan.

"Alas, it's a pity that such a beautiful woman is going to die here!" everyone sighed when they saw this scene and shook their heads secretly.

Some people who couldn't bear it closed their eyes, not wanting to see the scene of the beautiful woman's death.

Seeing the young emperor coming, Qianlan Ziyan's face turned pale, her blood and divine power were all suppressed, and she couldn't resist at all, she could only wait for death, and she was completely a lamb to be slaughtered.

Qianlan Ziyan had already accepted her fate, closed her eyes tightly, and secretly waited for death to come.

Just when everyone was secretly feeling sorry for Qianlan Ziyan, the Young Emperor stepped over Qianlan Ziyan's figure and walked straight towards the Variety Chariot.

"Buzz!"

The Young Emperor rode near the Hundred Variety Chariot, standing in the air, calmly looking at this ancient chariot, in the depths of his eyes, a trace of unnatural throbbing flashed away, and in the blink of an eye, this kind of expression fluctuation did not attract anyone's attention.

"What's going on?" the Greatsword Saint Son looked dazed, his eyes widened and full of incredulity.

Where did the promised killing go?

"What's going on?" The crowd watching the battle from a distance suddenly became lively and discussed, and everyone felt that things were strange, and they were all stunned.

"Shouldn't I be dead?"

"How can you not feel at all?"

"And the noise?"

After a long time, the noise in the distance alarmed Qianlan Ziyan, making her tightly closed eyes open slightly, and she looked at her blankly.

Suddenly, she was stunned, staring blankly at the majestic figure behind her, with a confused expression.

"What's the situation?"

The situation of death has been reversed, and he didn't die?

For a while, all the heavens and the earth fell silent, and they all stared at this scene with wide eyes and surprise.

"Alas!"

In the chariot of change, a sigh sounded, Lu Chen slowly stepped out of the chariot, and ascended to the sky in one step, no one could see how he moved, but with a flicker of his figure, he appeared opposite the Young Emperor in an instant.

The two of them just stood in the air, looking at each other, a young emperor from eons ago, a man in the world, their eyes met in the air, and they looked at each other across eternity.

Although neither of them spoke, it was as if the two had known each other for a long time.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the Young Emperor and Lu Chen looking at each other from afar, as if they were two stone sculptures, Ming still and the others looked puzzled.

The people watching the battle from a distance were also two monks, and they were confused.

In everyone's opinion, the two should have a big fight, and the result should be that kid was killed by the young emperor.

But everyone waited for a long time, but they didn't see the thrilling scene, but saw the two of them flirting with each other.

Yes, it is eyebrows, two big men look at each other, the emotions in their eyes change, although everyone is far away, they see it.

"What's that?"

Everyone was speechless.

"Alas!"

The Young Emperor let out a sigh, stared at Lu Chen for a moment, and suddenly turned around and walked away.

"This?"

The young emperor's sudden movements made everyone even more puzzled, and they didn't understand how the emperor, who had always been known for his strength, could suddenly retreat.

"Emperor Ancestor!"

Seeing that his Great Emperor Emperor Ancestor had actually retreated, the Giant Sword Saint Son looked confused and muttered to himself.

He didn't understand why his own emperor didn't kill those who were hostile to him.

The Young Emperor was very fast, took a step tightly, and instantly came to the Giant Sword Saint Son, staring at him with a fierce gaze.

"Emperor...... Emperor...... Ancestor!"

Under the majestic gaze of the Young Emperor, the Giant Sword Saint Son fell to his knees directly under the majestic gaze of the Young Emperor, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

"Buzz!"

The Young Emperor suddenly made a move, flicked his fingers, and the giant sword suspended behind the Giant Sword Saint Son trembled and let out a wail.

"Seal the sword, repent for a hundred years!"

Suddenly, an empty voice came, and before the Giant Sword Saint Son could react, he suddenly felt a huge and irresistible suction force coming.

"No!"

The expression of the Giant Sword Saint Son changed drastically, and he was completely panicked.

However, as soon as he shouted this word, the whole person was suddenly sucked into the giant sword.

"Go!"

The Young Emperor flicked his fingers, and the giant sword screamed, turning into a streamer of light, breaking through the void and disappearing.

In the Holy Land of Giant Sword, a giant sword fell from the sky, and the sound of "bell" was plunged straight into the center of the Holy Land Square.

"Who?"

In the Holy Land, one figure after another rushed out and rushed to the square, and for a while, the entire Holy Land was jumping.

"This is the Son's weapon!"

When they saw this giant sword, their expressions changed suddenly.

"What about the Son?"

The Holy Lord of the Giant Sword Holy Land roared, his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and his body was mighty, impacting the sky for thousands of miles.