Blow up the system at the beginning, I am the tyrant Emperor Yan

suddenly!

Right now.

The sky and the earth trembled fiercely, showing the color of thunder.

"Whoever hurts my disciple, die!"

An incomparably majestic voice echoed.

immediately.

A big golden hand protruded fiercely from the dark clouds, and slapped down on Emperor Yan who was below.

"It's Master!"

Nangong Aotian looked overjoyed.

"He Fangxiao is young, so he deserves to be presumptuous in front of my adoptive father!"

Wuji dodges, raising his hand and slashing with a finger sword.

Bang bang bang!
At this moment, things turned around.

A long crack was punched out in the void, emitting endless black energy, billowing and rippling in the eyes of the world.

"This is impossible, this... this sword intent, who are you?!"

A transcendent light and shadow emerged, looking at Wuji below in horror.

"Different avatars, I have no right to know!"

Wuji stepped on the sky, soared upwards, and killed again with his Finger Transformation Sword.

Look at the killing power of that overwhelming sword!
The transcendent light and shadow had no strength to fight back, and a sword was chopped off in the sky by it.

"My deity, get me down!"

Wuji raised his head and yelled loudly, and a supreme sword energy was ruthlessly thrown away with his left sleeve.

This sword cut through the clouds of the nine heavens!
Going through the laws of heaven and earth, he forcibly cut off the real body of the one-armed old man who was above the Wuyu that day.

"Ahhhh-"

"I was wrong, Sword Emperor, spare me!"

"The Wuji Sword Emperor, please spare me!"

Rolling down with one arm, the golden blood filled the sky, sprinkled from the sky to the earth in all directions.

A shrill voice resounded like a piercing ear.

The one-armed old man instantly turned into an armless old man, and he was thrown in front of Emperor Yan like a dead dog.

Looking at the one-armed old man with disordered breath, listless and embarrassed, Nangong Aotian's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and his heart was completely desperate.

One of his two biggest leans.

In front of that sloppy old man, he was so vulnerable!
thump!thump!
The one-armed old man fell to the ground fiercely, and kowtowed to Wuji until his forehead was covered with blood.

"Wuji Sword Emperor, don't kill me, 3000 years ago, the younger generation followed the master, and I was lucky enough to see your sword."

"My master, you should know him."

The one-armed old man begged for mercy in extreme fear.

"Wuji, you've messed up."

Emperor Yan glanced at Wuji and said calmly.

"Yes, foster father."

Wuji smiled wryly.

He also didn't expect that in this tiny place, there were still ants who had seen him.

This is not to question him.

But at their level, they are all boss-level circles, and it is almost difficult for ordinary ants to meet face-to-face.

The one-armed old man had seen him before, which undoubtedly lowered his level.

"The Promise Sword Emperor, my master is... ah ah..."

The one-armed old man hadn't finished speaking.

It was smashed to the ground by Wuji's sword.

Looking at the one-armed old man who was lost in spirit, Wuji spat out, too lazy to care about the other party's background.

To be presumptuous in front of his adoptive father would be a terrible death.

"Emperor Yan, I am guilty of Fuyao Holy Land, please calm down my anger."

at this time.

The Elder Fuyao, holding Goddess Fuyao and others, knelt down in front of Emperor Yan.

Especially the scene where the one-armed old man dies and disappears.

Seeing that his scalp was numb, he was frightened.

To know.

That one-armed old man is famous, he is a giant existence above Tianwu domain.

He has fallen here, who in the Heavenly Martial Domain can defeat Emperor Yan? !

"Pity"

Looking at the Goddess Fuyao who was stuck on the ground, Nangong Aotian looked distraught.

He didn't even know when this woman walked into his heart.

"All here? The fun has just begun."

Emperor Yan smiled.

"Emperor Yan, I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you again and again, you...you let us go."

Goddess Fuyao's face was pale, she gritted her silver teeth and begged for mercy.

"Aren't you condescending and aloof?"

Emperor Yan smiled cynically, and glanced at Xiang Yu and the others: "The generals have worked hard, whoever wants it, this emperor will reward him now."

Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, Li Yuanba and other generals looked at each other.

"Xiang Yu, come."

Seeing that no one answered, Emperor Yan called the names directly.

"Your Majesty, don't embarrass me, I really don't mean that."

Xiang Yu smiled wryly.

"Lu Bu, come here."

Emperor Yan called the names again.

"Your Majesty, this kind of stuff is really inferior to the Diao Chan I was back then."

Lu Bu spoke bluntly and replied immediately.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty is generous, we are really unlucky for such a thing, let's leave it to others."

Li Yuanba's voice was loud, and he directly laughed out what was in his heart.

"You you!"

Hearing their scornful words, Goddess Fuyao trembled with anger, with resentful eyes, wishing to die with Emperor Yan.

Nangong Aotian, who was detained in the air, heard others taunting his woman.

His face was extremely gloomy.

It's also ugly, and helpless to the extreme.

"What? Just hold back if you're upset!"

Emperor Yan glanced at Nangong Aotian, and then looked at Fuyao Zun who was lying on the ground below.

"I heard that you are her master, then the emperor will reward you."

Emperor Yan's provocative words fell to the ground.

Master Fuyao's eyes were dark at first, but gradually brightened, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Emperor Yan for the reward."

His Majesty Fuyao worshiped immediately.

His apprentice's life was finally saved.

Of course—

Emperor Yan's next words made him furious.

"Start your show."

"Emperor Yan, what do you mean?"

Master Fuyao gritted his teeth, daring to be angry and dare not turn his face.

"This emperor rewarded you, so start now! Don't you understand?"

Emperor Yan smiled recklessly.

"You! Don't go too far!"

Master Fuyao could no longer suppress his anger, and immediately jumped out to scold him.

He is the master of Fuyao Holy Land, if he did such a thing under the eyes of everyone, he would lose all his old face.

It was worse than killing him.

"Presumptuous! This emperor is also something you can disobey?"

Emperor Yan was not angry and pretentious, and raised his hand violently to gather a round of terrifying killing power.

"Ah!"

Don't allow Fuyao to scold him any more, he was blown up on the spot.

"What? He is actually a warrior!"

The elder Fuyao's pupils shrank, and he was directly shocked.

"It's boring, old guy, it's you!"

Emperor Yan changed the subject, and turned his cold light towards Elder Fuyao.

"Emperor Yan, if you have the guts, come for labor!"

"Yeah ah-"

Nangong Aotian's eyes were about to burst, and he roared frantically.

He couldn't bear to see the woman who insulted him so much.

at the same time.

He also kept asking the system for help in his heart.

This is almost his last hope, hoping for a little miracle.

"System, I'm begging you, you definitely have a way to relieve that suppression!"

"System, why did you bring labor and capital into this world, give me glory first, and then make me despair, but don't give me the power to pacify all enemies!"

"System, labor and capital hate you! Hate you! Hate you!"

No matter how Nangong Aotian roared furiously in his heart.

The flower protection system remained silent, as if the world had evaporated.

"Is this your incompetent roar? Stop yelling, your garbage system can't save you!"

Emperor Yan smiled sarcastically.

heard.

Nangong Aotian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, staring at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"How do you know I have a system!"

"You can actually hear the conversation between us?"

"Who are you?!"

Nangong Aotian was terrified, as if he had been hit in the head.

To know.

This system is the biggest secret in his heart.

After time travel, he hardly told anyone!