With a slash of the sword, the sword energy spread out vertically and horizontally, and the void continued to tremble.
In front of Mo Wenfeng, thousands of wind blades turned into a wall of wind, and he resisted Chen Yimo's sword.
But at this moment, Chen Yimo's sword followed his body and kept approaching Mo Wenfeng.
Holy Lord Tiangang, Pei Mantian, and Wan Qianxin are three people who can be said to be powerless.
Chen Yimo's sudden outburst exceeded their expectations.
This son was located in the three forbidden areas of the Nine Yuan Realm. He stayed there for four hundred years and the outside world passed forty thousand years.
But now, their 40,000 years of improvement are not as good as Chen Yimo's 400 years of transformation!
The road to martial arts always has its limits.
This limit is not the limit of martial arts, but the limit of warriors.
For example, Holy Lord Tiangang was close to the Great Perfection of the Emperor 40,000 years ago. Now, he is stuck in the Great Perfection of the Emperor for tens of thousands of years and has not been able to take that step.
This is the shackles of the Holy Lord Tiangang.
The same is true for Pei Mantian, Wanqianxin, and Mo Wenfeng.
It has been stuck in the Great Perfection of the Emperor for tens of thousands of years, unable to make any progress. As time goes by, the hope of becoming an immortal becomes less and less visible.
It is difficult to become an immortal and difficult to ascend to heaven!
If you want to become an immortal, you need to pursue transformation.
Transform into an immortal!
But now, they are only standing at the pinnacle of the mortal world, but they are unable to enter the path of transformation.
In the entire middle three, nine heavens, and other heavens, almost all beings have reached the level of transformation and are heading towards the level of transformation from mortal to immortal, but there are none in Shangyuan Heaven!
This drove them almost crazy.
Therefore, it doesn't matter if they cooperate with the demons, as long as they can become immortals and kill their wives and children, they can do it.
But now, facing Chen Yimo's sword, Mo Wenfeng became increasingly unable to resist.
"No!"
With a low roar, there seemed to be thousands of wind blades in Mo Wenfeng's body, which almost materialized and turned into wind knives, slashing at Chen Yimo.
But at this moment, Chen Yimo was holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the sword energy splitting both sides, and the sword blade was pointed towards Mo Wenfeng.
The wind knives transformed by the wind blades were unable to tear apart the light of their sword energy.
The sword moved downward inch by inch, step by step, and came to Mo Wenfeng's body.
Keng...
A low clang sounded, and Mo Wenfeng's shoulder was struck by the ancient sword. However, at this time, the long sword did not penetrate Mo Wenfeng's shoulder.
However, Chen Yimo was condescending and pressed the sword with both hands. At this moment, the long sword finally cut through the body of Mo Wenfeng, the emperor.
At this moment, Chen Yimo has just shown the world what Emperor Mo is!
The howling wind kept sounding, and the frightening breath exploded.
The terrifying low-pitched sound makes people feel heart palpitations.
After all, Mo Wenfeng was the Emperor of Great Perfection. His shoulder was cut open and blood flowed out. Looking at Chen Yimo who was so close, his eyes were full of fear.
However, he still tried his best to resist Chen Yimo's attack.
It's just that everything seems to be somewhat futile.
The sword continued to penetrate deeply into Mo Wenfeng's shoulder, cutting through his flesh and blood and breaking open his bones.
At this time, the ancient sword had penetrated Mo Wenfeng's chest. The torn wound was bleeding profusely. The flesh and blood wanted to heal on their own, but they were constantly broken open by the sword energy.
"Comfortable?"
Chen Yimo looked at Mo Wenfeng, their eyes met. The murderous aura in Chen Yimo's eyes was extremely strong.
At this moment, Mo Wenfeng felt like a devil standing in front of him without asking what was right or wrong.
"I'm just pursuing the path to immortality. Those who want to kill you are the Tiangang Divine Sect, the Tianmu Saint Clan... no, it's the Tianmu Demon Clan, go kill them!" Mo Wenfeng was completely scared at this moment.
Will die.
He thought that Emperor Dzogchen would never die, but now, he really will die.
Chen Yimo's power of heavenly fire, the oppression of the ancient Tianyan cauldron, and the terror of this ancient sword made him feel the aura of death.
This child was not as powerful as this 40,000 years ago.
How could Chen Yimo, who had spent four hundred years in the forbidden area, seem to have been reborn?
"Don't worry, come one by one."
At this moment, the long sword tore open Mo Wenfeng's body and had reached his abdomen.
Mo Wenfeng's face was covered with bloodshot eyes, and the wounds and cracks on his body, as well as his internal organs, were clearly visible.
At this moment, Chen Yimo suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Mo Wenfeng's heart directly.
There was a puff and blood flowed out.
Chen Yimo pulled Mo Wenfeng's heart and grasped the heart of an emperor's Dzogchen. Chen Yimo grinned and said: "Alchemy is good!"
At this moment, Mo Wenfeng's entire face was as white as a sheet of paper.
The long sword continued to pass through Mo Wenfeng's body. It seemed that the Emperor of Dzogchen would not survive.
Chen Yimo is not only killing people, but also killing people.
Holy Lord Tiangang, Wan Qianxin, and Pei Mantian are currently located in the four directions of heaven and earth, as if they are stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.
However, Clan Chief Zhan Yi, Clan Chief Zhou Minggong, and Clan Chief Yuan Zhengxiang never stopped fighting against Xuantian Puppet Body, Lei Zhencang, and Su Wanyue.
These people are all emperors of Dzogchen. If they can suppress each other easily, there will be no seven heavenly king-level forces in Shangyuan Heaven.
At this moment, everyone saw this scene.
Chen Yimo, skinned an emperor to achieve perfection.
The roar sounded at this time, and a frightening breath spread.
Mo Wenfeng's body was finally cut open by Chen Yimo's sword.
But at this time, Mo Wenfeng's soul still lingered.
"Today, I will send you to the west."
Chen Yimo drank it with one word, and the ancient sword slashed out again, splitting Mo Wenfeng's head into two.
As Mo Wenfeng's head was split into two, there was also the sea of his soul.
At this time, the three souls and seven souls were also chopped into pieces by the ancient sword and dissipated between heaven and earth.
At this moment, a roar sounded between heaven and earth, and a heart-stopping breath spread.
An emperor attained great perfection and fell.
In the Yuan Tian, the ten great emperors have reached perfection. Each of them has grown from weak to the extreme step by step. Each of them has endless legends.
But now, Mo Wenfeng is dead.
For a moment, the world became a little quiet.
Mo Huang Chen Yimo.
The stronger the alchemy, the stronger the strength.
Everyone said that Mo Emperor Chen Yimo was taught by Jiuyuan Dan Emperor and treated him like a son. However, except for the older generation who had seen Chen Yimo's alchemy skills and knew that Chen Yimo's alchemy skills were indeed amazing, now
, very few people have seen Chen Yimo’s alchemy skills.
But this time, everyone really saw Chen Yimo's strength.
At this moment, Chen Yimo glanced at the other three people.
"Next, it's you."
Chen Yimo stood proudly, with an ancient tripod on his head, a dragon on his feet, and an ancient sword in his hand, full of high spirits.
"The yin and yang in the palm of my hand hold the universe, and I, the nine worlds..."
Bang...
However, before Chen Yimo could finish his sentence, suddenly, the void was torn apart, and a pair of iron fists seemed to have penetrated the space and came to Chen Yimo's chest in an instant.
The iron fist, glowing with green light, tore through the space, instantly reached Chen Yimo's chest, and struck down directly.