Chapter 2221 Northern Desert Sword Emperor, Sword Piercing Ye Han
"The so-called myths are all a joke!"
"The day you become an Immortal Emperor is the day you die!"
Countless immortals belonging to many different forces including the Immortal Monster Clan, the God of War Mountain, the Dao Immortal Sect, the Immortal Medicine Master Alliance, etc. all showed smiles.
It is worthy of being the Sword Thirteen from five hundred years ago.
The Northern Desert Sword Emperor, Jian Shisan, never let them down.
The years have passed, and the so-called present day does not only refer to the geniuses born in the past few years, nor the monsters that are rampant in the fairy world.
Within these thousand years, even within ten thousand years, and going backwards, all kinds of monsters will be born.
The fairy world is never as simple as it seems.
The miracles that Sword Thirteen performed five hundred years ago in the fairy world may be slightly inferior to Ye Han, but his power and power in frightening countless creatures in the fairy world are no less than that of Ye Han.
Chi!
The void was torn apart.
The body of Jian Shisan has arrived in front of Ye Han.
The arm flew out in the air, and the peerless sword in his hand broke through everything. After penetrating everything, it stabbed again along the wound on Ye Han's chest.
Ye Han, who was already seriously injured, was blown away from the void by Jian Shisan's sword.
Sword Thirteen stretches across the sky, holding the fairy sword and pushing it out horizontally. The boundless momentum rushes away and keeps moving forward.
As for Ye Han, his body was trembling and shaking. In the eyes of countless immortals, he allowed Jian Shisan to push him horizontally with his sword and keep retreating in the void.
The sword body of the fairy sword penetrated Ye Han's chest, and the sword tip came out from behind.
The two figures turned into streams of light and passed over the sky.
Pushing across the void ninety thousand miles, it appeared on another peak in the Holy Heavenly Immortal Realm. In the center of the cliff, the sword penetrated through.
Time stopped passing at this moment.
Everything is frozen here, and the sights of countless immortals are all focused on this cliff.
Ye Han was nailed to the cliff, his body stained with blood.
The red blood flowed down from his chest, stained his clothes and body, and then flowed down the cliff.
His body remained motionless.
In front of him, Jian Shisan was holding a killing sword, one person with one sword, as if he was invincible.
"North Desert Sword Master!"
There are only these four words in the minds of countless immortals.
The next moment, someone looked up to the sky and laughed heartily.
For example, strong men belonging to some terrifying powers such as War God Mountain, Demon Emperor's Palace, East Imperial Palace, Dao Dao Immortal Sect, Buddhism Sect, etc. all have complex faces.
Sword Thirteen actually penetrated Ye Han with one sword.
The power of this sword surpasses the descendants of these forces.
However, despite being surprised, a faint smile appeared on everyone's face, feeling somewhat relieved.
"In the long river of time, there will always be people who stir up some waves in certain special periods, but they are fleeting!"
A master from the Ares Mountain spoke coldly.
Many immortals nodded slightly, which makes sense.
Before reaching the peak, any glory is false and meaningless.
Peak, what is it?
For most creatures and most forces in this world, the pinnacle is the Immortal Lord.
"Ye Han!!!"
In Buzhou Mountain, many voices resounded at the same time.
Almost all the people in Douzhan Dao Palace rushed out of the palace, trying to rise up from the sky and rush towards Ye Han who was nailed to the cliff.
It's a pity that at this moment, countless immortal formations in Buzhou Mountain were rolling around.
No one can leave this place.
Outside Sword God Mountain, on the side of void.
Moo….
The sound of the green cow resounded loudly, and Kunlun Shi, the cowherd boy sitting on his back, shook his head slightly.
Successful kings and defeated bandits have always been like this since ancient times.
The cowherd boy turned his palms over and pocketed the third Kunlun invitation that had appeared in his hand.
In the distance, countless strong men glanced at the cowherd boy, with passion and covetousness in their eyes.
The third invitation from the Cowherd Boy was probably for Ye Han.
But the meaning of this action at this moment is self-evident.
"I wonder if the third invitation will be sent out and who will it fall into?"
Someone murmured.
Kunlun's invitation is the intention of Taozu.
It was uttered by the cowherd boy himself, and the meaning behind it is extraordinary.
Many people have speculated that this time Kunlun Tie and Daozu preached to the world, which was the beginning of the chaotic era. It may also be that Daozu accepted disciples again after countless years.
On the day of the sermon, all living beings in the world can go.
However, Daozu may be imitating the ancestor Hongjun in the past. Those who can get the invitation will be able to join the throne, and Daozu's disciples may be born among them.
When many strong people speculate.
On the cliff, Ye Han's breath was weak.
Jian Shisan's whole body was full of majestic sword intent. The sword in his hand turned instantly, suddenly creating a blood hole on Ye Han's chest, and the next moment it cut hard on one side.
Ye Han was actually not crucified, but it didn't matter, he killed him with one sword.
clang!
At this moment, a surprising change occurred.
The fairy sword made an extremely clear trill.
In the middle of the cliff, Ye Han suddenly raised his head.
In his pupils, there is the light of Yin and Yang stirring.
Ye Han waved his big hand and suddenly grabbed the sword that was about to completely cut open his body.
The moment his five fingers moved together and locked the sword body, a fierce energy like a storm forced out.
Tremendous fluctuations spread in front of the cliff.
Jian Shisan's eyes shrank, his expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to retreat.
But it's too late.
Ye Han grabbed the sword body with his left hand, and punched out the middle finger of his right hand, hitting the sword body.
Click!
The sound of cracking is transmitted.
The fairy sword broke and attracted worldwide attention.
Countless strong men opened their eyes fiercely, their pupils locked on the cliff.
In the center of the cliff, a storm rolled up.
Boom!
The void is shaking and the earth is shaking.
Mountains and rivers moved, countless rocks cracked and exploded at the same time, rocks penetrated the sky, and countless thick cracks appeared in the sky and the earth.
Endless murderous intent and anger spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.
Terrifying fluctuations arose in Ye Han's body, and he counterattacked in an instant.
He pointed his finger across the sky, turned his finger into a sword, and blasted forward.
The two stood facing each other. Jian Shisan was unable to dodge at all and was knocked away by Ye Han's finger.
A muffled groan came out, and in the void, Jian Shisan's body was crumbling, and he staggered back thousands of miles.
Buzz!!!
There was a buzzing and trembling sound between heaven and earth.
Ye Han's long hair was dancing wildly, his robes were hunting, he grabbed his chest with his bare hands and pulled out the broken sword that penetrated his chest.
Click!
The broken sword was made of some immortal golden stone, but it turned into a pile of debris and powder at this moment.
"How is this possible?"
Countless immortals were stunned.
He was shocked that Ye Han's counterattack when he was on the verge of death could actually knock Sword Thirteen away.
He was even more shocked when Ye Han smashed the fairy sword with his bare hands.
"How did he do it?"
I don’t know how many terrifying beings in the immortal world, including some old immortal emperors who have practiced for who knows how many thousands of years, are all frightened.
Only Immortal Emperors like them understand the process of casting an Immortal Emperor-level sword.
Ye Han crushed the fairy sword with his bare hands, which had subverted their cognition.
"Isn't his Qihai shattered?"
Many strong men took a breath of air: "Is it all based on physical strength?"
"Not only does it determine life and death, but it also determines victory or defeat?"