Chapter 475: Battle of Heroic Spirits, Yellow Emperor and Xing Tian! (Middle)

In an incomparably wild fight, the two most powerful beings in the entire battle to defend the Emperor Tiancheng, just used the most original way of attacking, and under the attention of the whole world, staged the most passionate and essential battle .

No one will think that such a battle will be boring!

Indeed, it was just such a confrontation of weapons, a fierce collision, nothing outstanding. However, the confrontation between Chu Rui and God of War Xingtian is not that simple. The most primitive hand-to-hand combat, the collision of weapons, drives the frequent occurrence of horrible situations around.

Trees crumble, grass leaves fly; the earth crumbles, dust flies; rocks dance, and particles shoot indiscriminately!

These two terrifying existences, one large and one small, are completely devil-level existences. The converging force, just the aftermath of the confrontation that spread out caused such a terrifying scene destruction, if it is on a battlefield full of people at this moment, what kind of terrifying effect will the reform cause? Thinking of this, many people immediately broke out in cold sweat.

Sly Hand is from China, and he seems to be an angry youth, as can be seen from his speech after the establishment of Emperor Tiancheng. This is not superficial kung fu and superficial words of decoration, as can be seen from his raging in Japan and Korea before. The Great Demon King Sly Hand is a real Great Demon King, and he never does tricks to scare people. If such a tyrannosaurus-level creature was put on the battlefield, it would be a devastating disaster. And Xing Tian, ​​who was confronting him, whose casual touch with this weapon could trigger such a terrifying situation, was also a tmd Chinese. Regardless of the God of War Xingtian, he was summoned by the God of Killing Xingtian. This time, he made a miscalculation in his own home, causing an indelible disaster. But what if it is put directly on another battlefield next time? Such a ferocious and undead existence is simply the ultimate nightmare.

Many people's eyes are blurred, the focus is obviously wrong, and their minds are not on the screen at all. The significance of this battle is indeed great, but for them, they must consider a longer term. Even though the plan will never keep up with the changes, but every thing you do, you must have a plan. Even if the future is different, it is better to think about it and plan ahead than to think about nothing.

From the very beginning, Chu Rui knew that he would be targeted and counted. However, these things are unavoidable. What can he do in the face of countless enemies in the dark? Apart from soldiers coming to block them and water coming to cover them, is there any other way?

Since it cannot be effectively prevented, then simply let it go. He is strong and he is strong, and the breeze is blowing on the hills; No matter what, if it comes clearly, why is he afraid of Chu Rui? What I am most afraid of is playing tricks, but this is impossible to defend and avoid. Instead of having a headache, it is better to let go. As long as the people around him are well protected, for the rest, Chu Rui asks himself that he has not been able to make him have scruples or even fear.

Xuanyuan Sword ranks second as a divine weapon in ancient times, second only to the Eastern Emperor Bell, which is known as the Gate of Heaven. Possessing the strongest power and the sharpest sword edge in the Six Realms, even though Xing Tian's relatives are strong, they are still inferior. If he was holding a Pangu Ax of the same level as Xuanyuanjian, then Chu Rui would have collapsed long ago. After all, even with a strong boost, the huge gap in power is not so simple to make up.

Constantly fighting, Chu Rui gradually came into contact with the sharp nature of Xuanyuan Sword, and gradually realized the essential reason why it is called the strongest power! Even though it is hazy, as long as you touch it, it will be easy to handle. What I'm afraid of is that I can't even touch the threshold. In that case, no matter how hard I try, there is absolutely no way out. Now, if you have come into contact with it, then the rest is just the precipitation of experience, which takes time.

After fighting fiercely again for about a hundred times, Chu Rui suddenly retreated.

The mission rubbed the arm that was already so painful that it was almost paralyzed, and Chu Rui under the mask couldn't help grinning. The stand-up collar of the weapon is indeed honored by the Xuanyuan Sword, and no weapon can surpass it. However, if it was the turn of the living beings, I am afraid that apart from Pan Gu who created the world, that is Xing Tian, ​​even the legendary giant spirit god is definitely not his opponent.

"Om..."

All of a sudden, the Xuanyuan Sword burst into glory, and its ultimate brilliance shone across the entire sky.

Chu Rui lowered his head and looked at the Xuanyuan Sword emitting a bright golden light. At this moment, the entire body of the sword was dyed red. It turned out that without knowing it, the blood after the tiger's mouth was shattered had quietly stained the Xuanyuan sword. Drenched in blood, the body of the golden sword is full of red, but it does not give people the slightest feeling of blood and brutality, but it looks more sacred, which makes people feel admiration.

The lines on the sword are constantly shining, the mountains, rivers and trees are shaking, the sun, the moon and the stars are turning around, and a solemn and solemn aura vibrates.

"Yellow Emperor..."

"Yellow Emperor..."

"Yellow Emperor..."

With the constant chanting, the faint voice became harsh like thunder. The violent-willed, yet dying God of War Xing Tian unexpectedly erupted again inconceivably.

"Xing Tian, ​​why are you so persistent? Let it go! The past is over, and now this beautiful river and mountain has been developed by Emperor Yan and my tribe. This land is called Yanhuang Tribe! What are you still obsessed with?"

A golden phantom suddenly rose from Xuanyuan Sword.

In the majesty, there is an affinity that can't help but want to get close to it. In the solemn voice, there is a soft feeling like a spring breeze. He wears a nine-dragon royal robe and a nine-glazed crown on his head. With this attire, coupled with that impossible-to-disguise aura, any idiot would know that he is an emperor.

Yellow Emperor!

No one in the world can see clearly the face of the person bathed in the golden light, except Chu Rui.

"Son, are you okay?"

Huang Di looked at Chu Rui who was looking at him dully, and smiled kindly, not like a great emperor of a generation at all, but like a benevolent elder.

"In a short period of time, being able to touch this level is enough to show that your talent is really very good.... In the future world, I am very relieved to have you here." Before Chu Rui could speak, Huang Di continued to say with a smile : "We are all people who have passed away, an existence that has been annihilated in the long river of time. We should not have appeared in this world. The future will be created by you young people. Yanhuang tribe, no, it should be Huaxia, I believe it will be in your hands With the hard work of generations of descendants, it will be inherited and created even more perfectly.”