Hua Yuan is never conceited.

At this moment, he was absolutely confident that he could capture this woman before the absolute empire could no longer bear it.

"Buzz!"

The secret formation diagram of the way of swordsmanship unfolded directly.

Facing the statue of the Holy Emperor, Hua Yuan had no reservations, and his attack was at the second level of ghost swordsmanship.

"Fengdu's..."

The gates of hell descended from all sides, far outside the Fengtian world. The four gates were connected to each other, and the ghostly aura was swaying, as if they were about to summon something.

But at this moment...

"Here comes the sword!"

There was a low shout from the sky, and a sword of Fengdu appeared from nowhere, leaping in time and space, and appeared directly in front of Hua Yuan's soul body.

Hua Yuan's expression changed and he was about to speak.

"The time is fixed!"

Hua Yuan:???

…

boom--

Just for a moment.

Although it was only frozen for this moment.

But the huge sword of Fengdu had set fire to Hua Yuan's soul body, exploded layers of soul-protecting spiritual weapons, and life-saving talismans, and blasted it from the sky into the nine underworlds.

"Bang bang bang..."

The fire along the way was streaked with lightning, and it took several breaths of time to explode. The soul-protecting treasure on Hua Yuan's body had not yet been completely exploded.

Mo Mo's eyes were surprised, and then she smiled.

She has recognized the source of the sound of "sword coming".

"God's Coffin..."

It is true that Mo Mo's movements are slow, and his combat consciousness cannot keep up with all the saints here, even Bai Yu.

But the sudden Fengdu Sword completely broke the rhythm of everyone present, suppressing Hua Yuan's soul body and fighting all the way down.

Its route is too brainless, too simple, and too direct.

All fools know that this faceless guy's purpose is not Hua Yuan's, and he wants to disrupt the situation.

The gray-white vertical coffin slowly opened from behind Hua Yuan, waiting for his soul to "actively" enter.

Hua Yuan's expression changed in shock.

He wanted to resist, but the absolute imperial system in the sky was resisting the pressure of the Holy Emperor, but was suddenly disintegrated by someone unknown... He was suppressed!

He wanted to escape, trying to transform into a non-swordsmanship and non-sword style, escape from the soul body into ideology, avoid the frontal attack of Fengdu's sword, red plum blossoms fell from the sky...he was turned back!

He wanted to resist the sword of Fengdu and the pressure of the Holy Emperor, and use the method of sacrificing soul blood to activate the gates of the four hells again, and then become the master of Fengdu with the sword.

, the four fists smashed into four hell doors... Hua Yuan returned to the pre-liberation state in one night, and could never become the Lord of Fengdu.

"who?!"

"Who is it!!!"

When the lid of the coffin was closed, a heartbreaking sound came from the gap, which was difficult to contain.

Hua Yuan was stunned.

He didn't take Mo Mo seriously at all.

The God-Sealing Coffin was just the straw that broke the camel's back and was of no importance at all.

What he hates is that damn scoundrel!

Who on earth can be so sensitive to the battle situation that he only uses time and space jumps and the sword of Fengdu to get stuck at the weakest point before the second realm, and skillfully breaks the situation with four or two moves?

Who is it that can see his own actions so clearly that he can kill the enemy in advance before he wants to make a move, so that he can instantly break the absolute imperial system without any sword flow?

Who is he? How many ancient sword cultivators has he fought against? How exquisitely has his understanding of the Nine Sword Techniques and the Eighteen Sword Styles been achieved, so that he can cross the battlefield and use the Sword of Fengdu to fight against the best ghost swordsman in the town?

Ancient Sword Saint?

"boom!"

Seven nails were nailed to the coffin of the God, and Hua Yuan's soul turned to stone. The remaining thoughts on his face were horrified, and his thoughts were fixed on the arrogant figure that finally flashed in his mind.

"Eight...respect...acquainted..."
Chapter completed!