The Heavenly Dao puppet standing in front of Zhou Xuanji was burly and domineering, with four arms, grabbed Zhou Xuanji's sword with one hand, and slammed his fists into his chest, knocking him out.

He quickly stabilized his body in the air and looked at this Heavenly Dao puppet with a cold face.

Yan Lingzun smiled contemptuously: "Zhou Xuanji, this is the Heavenly Dao puppet I first created, and it has been lurking underground, just in case of the current situation, do you know who he is, it is impossible for you to defeat him!"

Zhou Xuanji summoned out all the divine swords above the gold level and levitated them around, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Yan Lingzun.

"Who?"

He asked nonchalantly, no matter who it was, it didn't matter.

It's just fakes.

"This is the Four Spirits God of War, I don't need to say much about his origin, right?"

Yan Lingzun smirked, and at the mention of this name, his tone was a little fanatical.

The god of war of the four spirits, an ancient existence in mythology.

Legend has it that it was he who taught the Xia Emperor supernatural powers and let him lead the human race to dominate the Northern Wilderness.

Before Emperor Xia ascended to the top, he ascended.

Zhou Xuanji had naturally heard of this name, the teacher of the human emperor, the name was so big, it was incomparable to the Nine Emperors of the Sword Dao.

He was not afraid of the Four Spirits God of War, and killed Yan Lingzun again.

The other Heavenly Dao puppets came again and frantically besieged him.

Every Heavenly Dao puppet is an existence that surpasses the Three Tribulations Scattered Immortals, and they are irrational and fearless, which makes Zhou Xuanji feel extremely tricky to fight.

Especially the Four Spirits God of War.

This guy is obviously stronger than Wang Hou and Liu Wuji, and the power contained in his four arms is extremely terrifying, and he even doubts that this guy can directly lift the sky and fall.

Even if he had the power of heaven and earth, he couldn't get close to Yan Lingzun.

Dugu Demon Emperor sighed, Zhou Xuanji's ability to fight to such an extent had already surprised him.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to stop so many generations of powerhouses.

The Nine Emperors of Kendo, the nine kinds of kendo have infinite changes and are domineering.

The fist of the prince can shake the mountains and rivers.

Liu Wuji has great magical powers, turning decay into magic.

The Four Spirits God of War is even more majestic and invincible.

In addition, there are so many strong people with the qualifications of the emperor, Zhou Xuanji has no chance of winning at all.

"Zhou Xuanji, do you feel powerless?"

Yan Lingzun laughed wildly and continued to summon the Heavenly Dao puppet.

"I admit that you are indeed very strong, your talent is better than my child, but unfortunately, you have no brains, you can't tell the right way, you are innocent of death, rest assured, I will give you a chance to be reincarnated, be a mortal in the next life, rise and fall in the world, don't fight with God. ”

His voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, covering up the thunder and the howling of gods and ghosts.

Rumble!

Another Heavenly Dao puppet descended, the strong light dissipated, and he directly killed Zhou Xuanji.

Zhou Xuanji controlled dozens of divine swords to fight, and even if he was besieged, he still did not fall into disadvantage, but he couldn't touch Yan Lingzun.

At this moment, he is like the ancient god of war, invincible, and his momentum is so strong that he is worthy of the Sword Emperor.

Yan Lingzun suddenly thought of something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He raised his left hand and waved it towards the sky.

In an instant, a huge illusion appeared in the Heavenly Dome of the Northern Wasteland, and in the picture was the scene of the Heavenly Dao puppet besieging Zhou Xuanji.

With his cultivation, he naturally can't do this, but now he is connected to the Heavenly Dao, and he is the Heaven.

"Look, this is the first in the world in the Northern Wilderness, he is really powerful, fighting the Four Spirits God of War, Liu Wuji, Prince, Nine Emperors of the Sword Dao, etc., his opponents are all strong people who have the qualifications of the emperor in every era, but unfortunately, no matter how demonic his talent is, he can't stop the siege of so many strong people, you say, how long can he last?"

Yan Lingzun's voice resounded at home and abroad in the Northern Wilderness Region, he was not trying to build momentum for Zhou Xuanji, he was trying to make sentient beings despair.

In his opinion, Zhou Xuanji will definitely die, so it is better to shock the common people before he dies.

All the people in the world, demons, and ghosts looked up one after another.

No one exclaimed, all were silent.

The battle was fierce and dazzling, and everyone could feel the tension and crisis.

If Zhou Xuanji is a little slower, he will definitely die.

The sky falls.

All the disciples looked up at the sky and clenched their fists.

They were angry and looking forward to it, angry for Yan Lingzun, and looking forward to Zhou Xuanji.

On the top of the mountain, Jiang Xue held Zhou Xiaoxuan's hand tightly, the mother and daughter's eyes were red, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The others also had ugly faces, and Xiao Jinghong and Zhao Congjian were even more trembling, and their anger was irrepressible.

Zhou Xuanji showed the world the wind of the Sword Emperor, the heroes fought him, he was domineering, with one enemy and twenty-eight, the ground collapsed, thunder and lightning intertwined, as if the end of the world was coming.

At this moment, he couldn't care about Yan Lingzun's movements.

The enemy's attack left him with no time to think about anything else.

Mixed Yuan Imperial City.

Emperor Yang stood in front of the door of the main hall, looking up at the sky, his brows were furrowed, and he did not gloat, but was very unwilling.

"Is he already that strong......

He muttered to himself, feeling aggrieved.

He has always thought that he is stronger than Zhou Xuanji, after all, the two have not really fought each other.

But now looking at Zhou Xuanji's performance, he feels powerless.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to survive even ten rounds.

Even he was shocked, let alone the people of the world.

Everyone was silent, this battle was so tragic and shocking in their eyes, they could only pray for Zhou Xuanji.

The demon clan is also silent, but they are not desperate, and when the human race is destroyed, they have a chance to rise.

It's just that......

The Sword Emperor of the world was really strong.

Nearly invincible and powerful.

On a high mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and illusions reflected in the sky, witnessing Zhou Xuanji's battle, he was speechless for a long time.

Long.

"It turns out that I was really wrong. ”

He sighed, his tone full of loneliness.

Compared with Zhou Xuanji, the Yang Emperor he chose was still out of the world and lacked the courage of a human leader.

If he had known that Zhou Xuanji's talent was so demonic, he would definitely change his choice.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

According to this trend, Zhou Xuanji will definitely die.

More and more Heavenly Dao puppets appeared.

Thirty statues.

Thirty-five.

Forty statues.

Zhou Xuanji completely fell into the disadvantage, even if there was a steady stream of mana provided by the Tianxia map, even if it was supported by the power of heaven and earth, it would be difficult to defeat the siege of so many strong men after all.

Yan Lingzun didn't laugh at Zhou Xuanji anymore, he was silent, as if he was impressed by Zhou Xuanji's will.

The Dugu Demon Emperor was suspended in the air, his brows furrowed, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Xuanji, who was already at the end of the crossbow, was still fighting.

All kinds of swordsmanship and sword spirit emerged one after another, and even if he was injured, he still did not hesitate to attack.

"Boy, you're going to die!"

Emperor Zhao's voice sounded in Zhou Xuanji's ears, the Ancient Divine Sword was fighting, and the Nine Souls could naturally communicate with him.

Zhou Xuanji ignored it, his eyes were cold, and he was engrossed in the battle.

He also knew that if he continued, he would definitely lose.

But now he has no way out.

Even if he wanted to escape, the forty Heavenly Dao puppets would not give him a chance.

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