"The mantis arm was just a cart. I wasted a spirit-breaking pill. Even if you die, you will be proud of yourself."
Artest gritted his teeth and said that he originally planned to save this Spirit-Breaking Pill, but he didn't expect Fang Xiu to be so difficult to deal with. Without the Spirit-Breaking Pill, it would be impossible to forcefully break through to the late stage of the Lingwu Realm. It would be impossible to deal with him.
"Let's go and fight, hahaha!"
Fang Xiu laughed wildly and danced with his sword in the clouds. Faced with the impact of everyone, he absolutely used his last bit of strength to give it a try.
The Tianling Pill continued to explode in Fang Xiu's body, and terrifying vitality spread throughout his limbs and bones.
However, Artest is right, Fang Xiu may not be able to withstand such a terrifying effect of the Tianling Pill. This is a pill that can only be taken by those who are strong in the Lingwu Realm.
For Fang Xiu, the effect of the heavenly elixir was too strong and the vitality was too majestic.
But Fang Xiu is the Eternal Supreme Body, what else can he not conquer?
Although the effect of the Tianling Pill is very strong, it is completely impossible to make him lower his eyebrows and explode to death.
Fang Xiu let out a low roar and continued to absorb the vitality of the Tianling Pill. While fighting, he tried to break through. If he could break through to the Lingwu realm, everything would no longer be a problem.
The Lingwu realm is very difficult. Many people are stuck here for half their lives, unable to make any progress. However, Fang Xiu has already felt that he definitely has a chance to break through in one fell swoop. With the effect of the Tianling Pill and this terrifying pressure, this is
Fang's only chance to rest.
Opportunities cannot be missed, and they will never come back. Whether you can seize them or not depends on your luck.
Fang Xiu has a high fighting spirit and will not retreat even a step. He will fight Artest to the end even if he puts his life on the line.
The effect of the Spirit-Breaking Pill was also very terrifying. Artest entered the late stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm almost at the same time, and his strength greatly increased. Under his leadership, everyone also began to launch the final charge.
Fang Xiu was currently engaged in a fierce battle. He drew his sword and looked around, fighting in a bloody battle. His sword was as powerful as a tyrant, still as fast and fierce as a dragon.
Artest's power completely suppressed Fang Xiu, restricting him everywhere. That kind of pressure was a mixed blessing for Fang Xiu. If he couldn't bear it, he was destined to die without a burial place.
But if he resists, he may soar into the sky.
After all, the death impact of six people is still very terrifying, especially Artest who has entered the late stage of the spiritual martial arts realm.
The violent mace was more majestic than before, and while it was roaring, Fang Xiu could only hit it forcefully.
"Clang!"
"Keng——"
The flaming Tyrant Sword was extremely fiery in Fang Xiu's hands. The heavy sword had no edge, but it carried everything for him.
"ah--"
Fang Xiu roared like thunder, and the vitality in his body completely opened up all the veins. At this moment, he forcibly attacked the Lingwu realm. The endless vitality formed a torrent, which continuously hit the cultivation barrier in Fang Xiu's body.
.
The Tyrant Sword in Fang Xiu's hand was bursting with vitality, its sword was ten feet long, and it was devastating.
"boom--"
A thunderous sword energy instantly killed three spiritual martial arts masters, leaving no trace of their bodies.
The wave of terror swept out again, and Artest was filled with astonishment. He didn't expect Fang Xiu to have such fighting power.
In anger, he waved his magic weapon and tried his best to kill Fang Xiu. His brothers fell down one by one. Artest had already become red-eyed.
"Batian style!"
Fang Xiu's eyes were the same, and his sword made waves, unparalleled.
"Just accept death. I will decide your fate!"
Artest gathered all his strength and bombarded him wildly. He was bound to be beaten to death.
However, Fang Xiu's sword should not be underestimated either, because he had already broken through the true spirit martial realm, and the vitality in his body was still surging.
"Who lives and who dies depends on this sword."
Fang Xiu and Artest clashed fiercely, with two figures, one black and one gold, like comets colliding, stirring up endless dust, rolling boulders, and landslides.
The remaining two sacred guards who were in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm were directly involved in this crazy storm and strangled to death.
"No--"
"This is impossible!"
Artest's desperate roar resounded through the sky, and his figure was completely swallowed up by the sword energy of the Tyrant Sword. He never expected that Fang Xiu's sword would directly swallow him.
Fang Xiu has broken through to the Lingwu realm, but he is at the late stage of the Lingwu realm. How is this possible?
Artest's eyes gradually became frightened, and his face was twitching. He never imagined that he would be dealt with by Fang Xiu in this way.
When the dust settled and the storm subsided, Artest knelt on his knees, bleeding from all his orifices, and only half of the mace in his hand remained.
After a while, Fang Xiu stood up slowly, carrying the heavy Tyrant Sword, and raised his eyes slightly. Artest's body also fell to the ground with a splash of gray smoke.
"Fight with me, I can't kill you."
Fang Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief. In this battle, he finally did not fail, and his strength also broke through to the early stage of the Lingwu realm. This feeling was really great.
If he hadn't relied on his strength to break through, it would have been impossible for Fang Xiu to kill Artest who had taken the Spirit Breaking Pill.
But at this time, the Eternal Temple also became turbulent. Fang Xiu frowned. Is the fourth door about to be opened?
With a feeling of anxiety and excitement, Fang Xiu waited silently with a devout heart. What kind of treasure would be found in the fourth level of the Eternal Temple?
The six-character mantra of the third level gate is already terrifying and heaven-defying. In Fang Xiu's heart, it is absolutely impossible not to be excited.
When Fang Xiu stepped on the fourth door and pushed it open, he searched all around and began to look for the treasure. However, in the space of dozens of square meters, there was chaos. There was nothing strange, and there was no treasure that made his heart beat. Fang Xiu
Xio couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
"There's nothing in this fourth door, right?"
Fang Xiu was stunned and murmured, with very unwilling eyes.
But in the end, Fang Xiu found an ancient book at his feet, and next to it was a rusty iron sword.
"What the hell is this?"
Fang Xiu picked up the iron sword. The rust stains on it had corroded the entire sword, and even showed hollow marks.
"This doesn't look like a dusty sword."
Fang Xiu muttered to himself, picked up the iron sword, and with a slight shock, it broke into three sections. Fang Xiu looked bitter for a moment. It seemed that he had thought too much. This rusty iron sword
, it is just a real iron sword, without any mystery at all.
"This is the story of Emperor Zhenwu!"
Fang Xiu looked at the thin ancient book in his hand, and his mind moved, Zhenwu Emperor? Could it be the notes of the powerful Emperor Wu?
Fang Xiu was in an excited mood. Although the sword had been decayed for an unknown number of years, the "Book of Zhenwu Emperor" shouldn't be bad, right?
"Below the Nine Extremes, the heavenly warriors from the ten directions and I, the real warriors, are nothing more than ants."
Fang Xiu opened the book "The Chronicles of Zhenwu Emperor" in his hand. The first paragraph was such a concise and concise introduction. It was so domineering that Fang Xiu was shocked by it. The spirit of dominating the world revealed between the lines was shocking.
respect.
"I have stayed in the realm of true martial arts all my life, but I have never been afraid. I killed the King of Martial, destroyed the Emperor of Martial, kicked the Martial Saint, and killed the Martial Emperor with my sword. I have never been defeated. Don't you hear that the Martial King has nothing to rely on, the Martial Emperor has nothing to do, and the Martial Lord
If you have nothing, the Martial Saint will achieve nothing, the Martial Emperor will have no use, and the Martial God will have nothing to do."
Fang Xiu couldn't help but frown. Could it be that this Zhenwu Emperor was named Zhenwu Emperor only after he stayed in the Zhenwu realm all his life?
This title is indeed scary, but it is hard to say whether he is the real peerless emperor.
If a master of the True Martial Realm really stays in the True Martial Realm for the rest of his life, what nonsense would that be? Killing the Martial Emperor and destroying the Martial Saint, why does it sound like nonsense?
"I have a sword that can shake the sky, move the earth, cut off reincarnation, and break through the void. It can only cut off the loneliness in my heart. A lifetime of true martial arts can shake the gods in martial arts. One sword rises up into the clouds, and everything can return to the void.
"Two swords cut through reincarnation, and the saint is like a sage. Three swords shattered the void, and all the gods knelt down and worshiped."
Fang Xiu looked at it carefully. The self-introduction of the Zhenwu Emperor was quite well written and quite domineering, but the Zhenwu Realm Emperor... said it, it would inevitably be a bit shabby.
But Fang Xiu knew that this Zhenwu Emperor looked so awesome, shouldn't he only be in the Zhenwu realm?
This chapter of Emperor Zhenwu is definitely what he left behind in his life.
Fang Xiu couldn't wait to turn it over, but the scene he saw almost made him angry to death.
"I am No. 1 in the world!"
Complete book...
Fang Xiu's face turned green. He was bragging about this whole book, and he didn't leave any treasure for himself. What kind of things are in this eternal temple.
If you are really awesome, you can leave some inheritance for our descendants. If you are really awesome, you won’t be in the True Martial Realm for the rest of your life.
Fang Xiu was puzzled. The sword was broken and the book was useless. I opened the fourth level of the Eternal Temple with great joy. I looked lonely?
In a rage, Fang Xiu tore up this book of Zhenwu Emperor's pretense and turned around to leave the Eternal Hall.
But at this moment, the rusty broken sword began to tremble.
Fang Xiu suddenly turned around, his heart was shocked. The broken sword that he had broken was split into three pieces at this moment, and the three pieces flew up and reunited directly.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Fang Xiu had a serious look on his face and licked his dry lips. Is this broken sword really weird?
He had a keen eye, but he didn't see the strength of this broken sword. However, when the three broken swords were fused together again, Fang Xiu knew that this sword was by no means simple.
Fang Xiu stepped forward and took a hold of it. The rusty broken sword started to struggle continuously. Fang Xiu tried his best but couldn't catch the broken sword. He was even thrown away by the sword.
, hit the ground hard.
"You idiot!"
Fang Xiu's face was full of depression, he held the Tyrant Sword in his hand, swept across the universe, and slashed straight down.
However, the seemingly weak broken sword actually knocked Fang Xiu back, causing the Tyrant Sword in his hand to escape.
The next second, the rust on the broken sword, which was full of hollow rust, began to slowly fall off.