When Zhao Wuji asked this question, the world was silent.
All eyes, no matter where they came from, were focused on Chu Yan at this moment.
Chu Yan's eyes fell on Zhao Wuji.
The flesh and blood on the wound on Zhao Wuji's chest was squirming, as if it was alive.
After all, he is the Taoist body of the true fairyland.
Under normal circumstances, even if the body is penetrated, such an injury can only be recovered in a moment.
But at this time, there were still dark textures on the flesh and blood.
These textures give people an aura of endless destruction.
This is Chu Yan's avenue of destruction.
The great truth cannot be removed without magical powers.
Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Wuji not only had no way to recover from his injuries, but also had to endure the pain like a blunt knife cutting flesh.
After staring at Zhao Wuji for a while, Chu Yan finally spoke: "To kill you, my plan consists of nine steps."
"Nine steps?" Zhao Wuji was stunned, and then he laughed angrily, "Then you mean that just now the Tianya Sect leader took action, which was the eighth step of your plan, and now there is only one step left, which is to kill me completely?
"
Chu Yan shook his head.
"Then what do you mean!" Zhao Wuji shouted with a frown.
"The order of steps eight and nine can actually be reversed.
It’s just that the sect leader, oh no, to be precise, it should be the former sect leader of the Tianya Sect who made the first move, so it’s the eighth step.”
When Chu Yan spoke, his tone was extremely calm.
The more he acted like this at the moment, the more panicked Zhao Wuji became.
Zhao Wuji vaguely felt that Chu Yan seemed to have taken all possibilities into consideration.
He was like an ant caught in a spider's web. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Chu Yan.
But he was still dissatisfied.
With ruthlessness in his eyes, Zhao Wuji looked at Chu Yan, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I want to ask now, what is the ninth step in your plan?"
"You're scared."
Zhao Wuji did not get the expected answer, but instead received this comment from Chu Yan.
At the first moment, he wanted to refute.
But the words that were already on his lips could not be said when he met Chu Yan's confident eyes.
Because he was indeed afraid.
The purpose of what Zhao Wuji said just now was to draw out a trump card that Chu Yanqing didn't know he still had.
In the past, he would never have said so many words to his opponent.
He always gives direct orders.
Anyone who refuses to accept will be killed on the spot.
But saying so much now can only show that he has met a stronger opponent than himself.
You even need to use these little tricks.
The psychological confrontation between the two was just a few words. In an instant, the monk who saw this scene from a distance was confused.
Some people felt something was wrong, but there was no way to describe it specifically.
Zhao Wuji looked at the smile on Chu Yan's lips.
A feeling of extreme embarrassment suddenly arose in his heart.
He, the majestic Emperor of Taiqing, was actually forced to this point.
In the past, there was inducement from the leader of the Tianya Sect, but now a guy from the Purple Mansion Realm actually keeps saying that every step of his life is planned clearly.
Now there is only one last move left to kill him.
This anger instantly turned into a crazy roar: "Chu Yan, I am immortal! Do you really think you have won? I have one last move that can reverse the situation!"
With a loud roar, Emperor Taiqing's body suddenly collapsed.
It's like a person suddenly transformed from a tall and mature man into a rickety old man.
Even his vitality disappeared in an instant like withered petals.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
At this moment, they all thought that Zhao Wuji gave up resistance and chose to understand himself.
But only Chu Yan had a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
The number "eight" originally in my heart was replaced by "nine" at this moment.
There are nine steps in killing the Taiqing emperor.
I tried my best and finally forced the opponent to take this final step.
This is the opponent's last trump card.
And I have to use my last trump card!
Just when everyone was stunned, Zhao Wuji's already wretched and collapsed body suddenly swelled up like cotton that had absorbed water.
At the same time, a red light flew out from the depths of the void in an instant.
In the light, Tang Lianxing was unable to move!
"It is indeed Tang Lianxing!" Chu Yan's heart moved.
Everything was as expected.
At this time, the other monks still didn't understand what was going on.
But the withered body of Emperor Taiqing cracked open with a crack.
Zhao Wuji's head emerged from inside.
His face now looked like that of an eighty or ninety-year-old man, full of wrinkles and ravines.
But the look he looked at Chu Yan was as vicious as before.
"Chu Yan, you can beat me once.
But even if you use the way of life, you can still defeat me a second time!
Facing me in my heyday, can you continue to maintain your way of life?"
Following this roar, the bodies of Emperor Taiqing and Tang Lianxing were connected by a red light.
Behind Tang Lianxing's body, the light of a dark red scorpion appeared.
With the appearance of this light, Zhao Wuji's body seemed to emerge from a cocoon and turn into a butterfly.
The wrinkles on the originally haggard face were quickly smoothed away, and the skin became rosy and fair.
The rickety body also regained its vitality at this moment, becoming taller and stronger.
And his aura that was crushed by Chu Yan before, at this moment, was like burning oil cooking in a fire, burning and boiling again!
This is the last trump card of Emperor Taiqing!
Even if he suffered irreversible injuries.
Even if he encounters an enemy that is difficult to deal with.
But the enemy only has one life, but he can have two lives.
This is why he asked Beitian Wang to take Tang Lianxing away in the first place, why he wanted to seal Tang Lianxing's memory, and why he kept Tang Lianxing by his side.
Tang Lianxing's physique can restore all the blood and life lost in his Hunyuan Wuji Body in an instant!
It's equivalent to using Tang Lianxing's life to bring him back to the top!
At this moment, Tang Lianxing was obviously suffering from indescribable pain.
After all, even if a person has his blood drawn or his flesh cut, it will be extremely painful, let alone now his blood and life are being directly extracted.
Not only the physical pain, but also the fear and desolation from the soul.
"Chu Yan, even if your spiritual energy has not been greatly depleted, do you think the emperor of Baoxiang Shangguo can withstand my second round of offensive?"
The arrogance and domineering look from before reappeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes.