As soon as the emperor's corpse became the emperor's corpse, the saintess opened the coffi

what!

Wudaotian, Leng Biyue was astonished.

"Great Emperor, I dare not!" Wu Daotian replied immediately.

Yang Yan is the master, and he is Yang Yan's servant.

A servant, of course, dare not draw a sword at his master.

Even thinking about attacking Yang Yan, he felt it was a kind of blasphemy!

"I tell you to stab, so you stab." Yang Yan ordered in a cold voice.

Wudaotian took a deep breath.

"Yes, the Great!"

He picked up a sword and held it tightly.

With a sinking heart, he stabbed at Yang Yan.

He didn't dare to use force with this sword.

"coming!"

Yang Yan was calm and composed, watching Wu Daotian's sword approaching his eyes.

He didn't fight back, he didn't even move!

"Great Emperor!" Seeing this scene, Wu Daotian's expression changed.

Just as he was about to stop, the tip of the long sword in his hand suddenly bent.

Then it trembled suddenly and broke free from his hand in an instant.

With a snap, it broke in two in the air and fell to the ground.

"This..." Wudaotian was speechless in shock.

The sword in his hand actually broke by itself.

It has been cut into two pieces and can no longer be used!

"Why did this happen?" Leng Biyue was also shocked.

While shocked, I was very puzzled.

A sword!

Why would you cut yourself off!

"The great emperor has supernatural powers, and Wudaotian admires him." Wudaotian bowed and flattered him.

Although he didn't know why, he knew that it was Yang Yan's doing.

It's what the emperor did!

Since it was the Great Emperor's actions, it all made sense to him!

"The sword of a mortal will not hurt the Supreme!"

Yang Yan didn't speak, he closed his eyes.

The corners of the mouth turned up unconsciously, revealing a smile.

He got it!

"Supreme Innate Holy Sword Body!"

After raising the root bone, his physique changed again.

The innate holy sword body is no longer a pure innate holy sword body!

His innate sword bone is no longer an ordinary innate sword bone.

It is the supreme innate sword bone, the emperor in the sword bone!

In the future, the swordsmanship he practiced will be the supreme swordsmanship in the swordsmanship.

King of Swords!

The Supreme Existence in the Sword!

"From now on, Fan Jian will never attack me again!"

When Fanjian is in front of the Supreme sword bone, it is like a mortal seeing the Emperor, Supreme.

Shooting at Yang Yan is like shooting at the Emperor

How could a mortal have the guts!

So Fan Jian, like a mortal, has no guts!

You can only judge yourself!

"I'm going to start with the most basic way of kendo, the combination of human and sword, and walk out of my own way of kendo." Yang Yan secretly said.

The way of swordsmanship of the Great Emperor of Swordsmanship is not suitable for Yang Yan.

What he wants to walk is the only supreme sword path!

Surpassed the sword path practiced by the sword master!

In the future, no matter which realm he is in the way of swordsmanship!

His kendo will always be the strongest existence in that level of kendo realm.

Is the Supreme in Kendo!

Can suppress the existence of all kendos!

"Sooner or later no one will be able to draw a sword in front of me, eh?

Can my body move? "Yang Yan thought.

He moved his fingers slightly, and found that his fingers could move as he wanted.

Legs hard, he took the first step.

I can go!

Still a bit stiff though!

After all, it is the emperor's corpse, which is as hard as the emperor's weapon.

"It's because this time I upgraded my root bone, my root bone, and my physique has changed again.

The emperor's corpse is no longer a simple emperor's corpse. "

The emperor's corpse is no longer a simple weapon of the emperor's way, no longer eternal and cold.

It not only fused with his ancient holy body, but also fused with his supreme sword bone.

Yang Yan's physique accounted for two-thirds.

His compatibility with the emperor's corpse was even higher, so he was able to move around!

"I want to completely control the Emperor's Corpse, perform mystical kung fu, and there are still obstacles.

The Emperor Corpse is still too strong, too solid. "

Yang Yan carries the fairy sword on his back, suppressing the emperor's prestige and Daoyun left by the swordsman.

If the two are not let go, he can easily control the emperor's corpse.

It's just that the arms cannot be bent, and the legs cannot be bent.

His walking posture is unique and special.

"Emperor Sword Dao, he has fully recovered." Leng Biyue watched Yang Yan step forward step by step.

Although the walking posture is different from ordinary people, it is enough to make her throb.

She looked at the other person with her own eyes, recovering a little bit.

That is the Emperor of Sword Dao who died for 10 years!

People who lived 10 years ago can come back to life.

If others knew, their jaws would drop in shock.

Yang Yan put the coffin into the sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, pointing at the sky.

"Go and find a sedan chair, I want to take a sedan chair and travel all over the world!"

It turned out that he couldn't even move, Di Wei and Dao Yun might not be able to suppress him at any time.

So he has been standing in the coffin, let the saint Leng Biyue carry it, and now he can go.

Emperor Wei and Dao Yun are also suppressed by the Divine Sword, so they won't leak a little bit.

The feeling of freedom!

It made him want to take a good look at this strange world.

"It's the emperor."

A sedan chair was carried by Wu Daotian and placed in front of Yang Yan's eyes.

"My lord, please!"

Yang Yan's eyes moved.

"Leng Biyue, carry me up."

"It's the emperor."

"Call me master from now on!"

"It's the master!"

Leng Biyue bowed, then stepped forward to lift Yang Yan up, and lay down in the sedan chair.

Wu Daotian held the sedan chair in one hand and walked down to the Blackwater Sect.

Yang Yan lay in the sedan chair, slowly closing his eyes.

Comfortable!

"Go find some fruit and give it to me!" He ordered Leng Biyue again.

"Yes, Master."

Leng Biyue disappeared on the sedan chair, and the voice of the system came from Yang Yan's mind.

"Host, do you practice Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Kung Fu?"

"Practice!"

In his sea of ​​bitterness, golden profound energy surged surging.

Condensed into a huge Kunpeng in the air, it swims up and down, swallowing clouds and mist.

Every breath is accompanied by the activity of all the cells in Yang Yan's body.

The cells in his whole body are like living people!

Swallow and breathe the infinite power around the body and inhale it into the body.

Entering the sea of ​​bitterness, he was swallowed by the huge Kunpeng figure.

Then when it spit it out again, the power became pure, it was drops of golden profound energy.

Countless golden profound energy fell into the sea of ​​bitterness like rain, adding majestic power to Yang Yan.

"Shenqiao condenses even deeper!"

Over the Sea of ​​Bitterness, a bridge has become half-entity

That is Yang Yan's divine bridge!

It will straddle both ends of the bitter sea!

"I'm afraid the Shenqiao will be longer and farther!"

Looking inside, Yang Yan could see that his sea of ​​suffering was still getting bigger.

If other monks saw it, they would be scared to death.

Because it is impossible to cultivate such a huge sea of ​​bitterness even if it is the ancient holy body that specializes in the sea of ​​bitterness!

Half an hour later, Leng Biyue flew over carrying many rare and exotic fruits.

Yang Yan is probably the only person in the world who can make the saint do such a thing.

"Owner!"

Leng Biyue put down the rare and rare fruit and called out softly.

In front of Yang Yan, she became much gentler than before!

Yang Yan opened his eyes, Leng Biyue immediately helped Yang Yan up, picked up a Sydney pear and came over.

With one mouthful, Leng Biyue gave the pear to the mouth, the white pear melted in the mouth, very sweet.

"Master, when I was picking rare and rare fruits just now, I heard that there is a tomb near Yuncheng three hundred miles away." Leng Biyuehui reported.

grave!

"What kind of cultivator's tomb?"

"It seems to be the tomb of the monk who crossed the other side and achieved dragon transformation. At that time, there was a divine light soaring into the sky, and there should be treasures revealed to the world!"

On the other side, the realm of transforming dragons!

Compared with the four-pole secret realm, it is stronger than the existence of two great realms.

"A lot of monks have gone there, should we go there?" Leng Biyue asked.

"go."

"Yes, Master."

Leng Biyue ordered Wudaotian to move towards Yuncheng.

Not long after they walked, they encountered an elegant figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus and flying past. Behind this figure, there was a black figure chasing through the void.

"Master, that seems to be the saintess of Yaochi, Xue Nishang!" Leng Biyue took a glance and recognized the figure sitting on the lotus.

The saint of Yaochi?

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