Dressed in a long shirt and scarf, Zhao Shu, dressed as a Confucian student, slowly walked into Bianliang City.

This is the second time that Zhao Shu took advantage of the night to enter Bianliang, Bianliang is prosperous, although it has experienced the disaster of war, but it still does not reduce its flowery grand occasion, in this night, countless people are still drunk and obsessed, ignoring the chaos in the world.

As Zhao Shu walked, his spiritual sense slightly sensed the distribution of the power of Bianliang City, and he roughly knew the power of this gate.

"The twelve Yellow Turban wrestlers turned out to be real human beings, and I don't know where the Daomen found these twelve giants. ”

Zhao Shu sensed that the twelve Yellow Turban wrestlers were all flesh and blood, and the power they exuded was majestic and terrifying, and he couldn't help but praise them.

"With more than 3,000 innate martial artists, plus the phoenix of the realm of heaven and man, the strength in Bianliang City has increased. ”

Zhao Shu sensed these emitted powers as he walked, and his eyes became more and more solemn, worthy of the combination of Buddhism and Taoism, all the masters were unscrupulously exuding breath and power, plus those powers that did not appear, no wonder the Daomen had this kind of confidence to lure themselves to Bianliang.

Zhao Shu shuttled through the crowd, his figure became faster and faster, and he became more and more ethereal, gradually disappearing into the crowd, and when he appeared again, he had already entered the palace, and his body was incredibly fast, heading towards the Taiye Pool in the rear.

"Huh?"

In the depths of the palace, Zhao Huan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body shook, and he disappeared into the void.

"Humph!"

Zhao Shu, who was about to step into the Taiye Pool, snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, and a scorching air mass turned into a huge sword light and slashed down directly.

"Boom!"

A white pair of hands stretched out from the void, directly grabbed this knife qi, shook it slightly, and crushed this knife qi. These big white hands also turned into crystal clear, shining thunder thoughts, forming a middle-aged man wearing a flame dragon robe. stared at Zhao Shu with blazing eyes.

"Thunder Tribulation, it seems that after the ancient emperors seized the house. It didn't make much progress. ”

Zhao Shu looked at the Ninth Yan Emperor in front of him, and sneered coldly, his eyes like two flames crashing into the primordial god composed of thunder tribulation thoughts.

"Haha, the realm of heaven and man, you have grown a lot better than you remember, you have achieved such an achievement in just a few months, you are the third person I have ever seen. ”

"But after a few months, this king will be able to comprehend the realm of one thought and one world. Slowly recovering his cultivation, he is even expected to impact the realm of the successful creator!"

The Ninth Yan Emperor didn't care, and smiled lightly, looking Zhao Shu up and down with a hint of a smile.

"You have the talent of heaven and the fortune of the sky, but you are not at the right time, and the power of the Dao Gate and the Buddha Gate is not something you can resist, nor is it something you can meet.

It's better to take refuge in me, and I'll pass on your ancient supernatural powers. Maybe you still have the hope of becoming a realm of creation, otherwise when the days come, you will not be able to escape the loess after all!"

The Ninth Yan Emperor hid his smile. Putting on the appearance of a corporal Lixian, Zhao Shu looked bored.

"In life, after all, we need to fight! The life of this king is up to me, how can the Buddha be able to control it! Just like you, is it really the ancient emperor? I'm afraid it's also a chess piece. ”

Zhao Shu was not annoyed, and said with a smile, there was not the slightest pyrotechnic in the actions of the two, but they competed with each other in their words.

Zhao Shu is in the realm of heaven and man, and he has martial arts powers. The Ninth Flame Emperor, the Thunder Tribulation. Thanks to the ancient secret method, the two are evenly matched.

"My life is up to me. I have heard these words countless times, and I have seen countless arrogant people, whose fate is determined by heaven and cannot be changed by man, unless you achieve the realm of creation!"

"This king was not arrogant back then, but when he hit the Thunder Tribulation Sevenfold, the realm of the Creator, he failed, and a wisp of thought was sealed in the Xuanyuan Sword.

This king doesn't know whether to change his resentment against Xuanyuan or to thank him!"

"Since you are already dead, why do you want to take it away and disturb the world! Wouldn't it be better to be your holy emperor and famous through the ages. ”

"How can the body be by oneself, and how can the emperor be willing, the realm of creation, the separation of a line, this emperor in this life is to achieve the realm of creation. ”

The Ninth Yan Emperor said slowly, this moment revealed a sense of vicissitudes and infinite firmness.

"In that case, you and I can only rely on our own means!"

Zhao Shu said this, reached out and took out the white short knife in his arms, and reached out to grab it.

"Good! The strong win, the weak die, the law of heaven and earth!"

The Ninth Yan Emperor laughed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a flame halberd came out of thin air.

The Ninth Yan Emperor also roared, and the thoughts were combined into a huge emperor with a majestic and domineering complexion, surrounded by flames, stepping on the void, holding a halberd in his hand, and oppressing.

"My Yan Emperor True God is a fellow martial arts practitioner!"

Zhao Shu looked at the Ninth Yan Emperor in front of him, his eyes swept away coldly, his body flickered, and his body exuded terrifying power, turning into a statue wearing a golden yellow robe, with a majestic and domineering complexion, and the golden light looming on his body. A sword slashed down like a substance.

"Enma Heavenly Son, you actually refined the essence blood of three fierce beasts!"

Seeing the form of the Great Emperor that Zhao Shu had turned into, the Ninth Yan Emperor's face was slightly shocked, and he blurted out.

"Good luck, you actually got the mantle of this emperor, it seems that your creation is not shallow!

The Ninth Yan Emperor's fighting spirit was high, and he swung his halberd and Zhao Shu's sword slammed together.

With a bang, in a huge shock wave, the surrounding houses collapsed.

"Wow!"

The colorful bird floating in the air suddenly spotted the finishing and swooped down.

"Evil beast!"

Zhao Shu's body flickered, the long knife slashed away, and the flame of the scorching knife turned into a crimson knife and went out of the air, poof, blood splashed, and the huge colorful bird was directly chopped out.

With a mournful roar, a Buddha light and a red light came rapidly in the distance.

"Haha, fight again next time!"

Zhao Shu's expression moved, since he had tested the power of this Ninth Yan Emperor, there was no need to stay.

The figure jumped and flew up directly.

"Hugh away!"

Daxiangguo Temple's enlightenment roared angrily, and the huge Zen staff in his hand waved, smashing at Zhao Shu, directly smashing the house under his feet.

Zhao Shu's body flickered, and the short knife in his hand slashed hard, and a huge knife slashed down, incredibly fast.

With a bang, the Zen staff in Wudu's hand was split, and his body was directly blasted out, disgraced.

With the help of this force, Zhao Shu slashed down again, knocking the red light into the air, and a huge knife mark also appeared on the strong city wall, which was extremely terrifying.

"Kill!"

Zhao Shu got up a few times and jumped out of Bianliang City, and the two Yellow Turban wrestlers guarding the city wall of Bianliang roared and chased after him.

Seeing these two Yellow Turban Warriors, Zhao Shu's heart moved, and he turned around, wanting to kill these two Yellow Turban Warriors.

Enlightenment was also refracted at this time, and in the red light, the red sperm carrying the long sword flew over, and a flying sword turned into a streamer and killed Zhao Shu.

For a time, there was a fierce battle outside the city.

"Your Highness is worry-free!"

At this time, two huge ironclad beasts in the distance stepped on the earth, and directly fought fiercely with the two yellow turban wrestlers. (To be continued)