With the blessing of the armor, Zhao Yan grasped the long sword, the Zhao people's national weapon.

He slashed out with his sword!

"Take it!" Zhao Huaizhong's dharma body shouted softly.

The armor on Zhao Yan's body and the surging black energy suddenly shrank layer by layer, and its power dropped sharply.

"The power obtained through the external force of the armor is too far behind!" Dharmakaya said calmly.

He held his other hand in vain, and the Xuanyuan Sword jumped into his hand happily.

After becoming a saint in the third realm, he holds the Xuanyuan Sword, and its power is different from when he killed Zhao Sheng.

A ray of sword light struck out, as if the heaven and earth were split open.

Wherever the sword light passed, a sword mark was left in the void, which could not be closed for a long time.

Click!

The black energy of the armor dissipated, and the chest suddenly cracked!

Zhao Yan's face was full of horror. This soul armor had been refined with the strength of a country for decades and cost countless people. It almost had the power to change the world.

However, such an armor, which he thought was not worthy of an immortal weapon, was actually chopped into pieces by Zhao Huaizhong's sword.

The three realms of saints are so terrifying!

"Zhao Yan, you are not worthy of being the king of a country. As the leader of the country, you should guard the land and open up borders, protect the stability of your Zhao people, what have you done, and how can you stand in the world."

"Ignorance..."

As soon as Zhao Yan opened his mouth, his voice turned into a scream.

The center of his brow was penetrated by Xuanyuan Sword's sword energy!

The Zhao people's Zhenguo sword wailed, and the immortal bronze bell also wailed, fell from the sky, and was taken away by Zhao Huaizhong.

He turned his head and looked somewhere in Zhao Wang Palace, stretched out his hand and held it in an empty hand, trying to take away the Xiantai Pillar deep in Zhao Wang Palace.

However, the Xiantai Pillar was in harmony with the fate of a country, and the Zhao people did not lose their country. Even with the power of Zhao Huaizhong, they could not pull it out.

By this time, tens of thousands of Zhao troops in Handan City had formed a military formation and wanted to counterattack.

But when Zhao Huaizhong stretched out his hand, the world turned upside down, and everything seemed to be stagnant.

The next moment, he and the human emperor boat both disappeared.

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