As soon as the man moved the tattoo on his body, the juniors in the small world around him saw the clues.

"Bloodline of the Martial Saint? Could this person be from Prince Wu's Mansion?"

"The ancestor of the Wu family fought in the heavens with the late emperor in the past, and was awarded the title of Martial Saint! Besides his descendants, who else can inspire such a special bloodline?"

"Hmph... I was favored by the late emperor in the past, but now I am working as a slave and a lackey!"

"..."

When everyone was scolding, the man had already activated the blood of the so-called Martial Saint to the fullest. He was clad in red light, which matched the blood-red Pegasus sitting on him. He was seen holding the reins in one hand and holding a broadsword in the other, and shouted: "I

The king’s sword will not kill the nameless ghost! Prince Wu’s Mansion Wu Yunhe! I haven’t asked you for your name yet!”

The corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth raised slightly, which activated the demonic energy in his body.

In an instant, his hair turned into white snow, and his hundred-foot-long demon armor rose from the ground: "Feng Wuchen!"

"Come and fight!"

As soon as the words fell, both of them were already firing on all cylinders and started a battle in the air.

Wu Yunhe's Martial Saint bloodline is actually part of the power left by a strong man in the bloodline of his descendants. If he activates it at a critical moment, he can borrow the power of his ancestors and explode with power far beyond that of the same level.

the power of.

Although Wu Yunhe has the bloodline of the Martial Saint, which can greatly improve his own strength, his Tianzun Seal is only at the third level. Although Feng Wuchen's cultivation level is not as advanced as that of his opponent, and is even three minor realms behind him, his Tianzun Seal is only at the third level.

It has been the fifth turn so far, both sides are firing on all cylinders, but their strength is still between the two!

Not only does Wu Yunhe have extraordinary blood, but he is also proficient in fighting skills. His sword is about ten feet long and his moves are ever-changing. He can chop like a knife, stab like a spear, and sweep like a stick! Every move is extremely sophisticated!

Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, has refined a total of eight Daoyuan, and his abilities are even more versatile. Sometimes he can summon thunder, sometimes he can control fire... With his sword skills and demonic body, his combat power is not inferior to Wu Yunhe's at all!

"..."

I don’t know how long the war lasted. In the small world, there were constant earthquakes and tremors.

In just half a day, this side of the world has been riddled with holes.

At this point in the battle, Feng Wuchen had only used up 30% of his spiritual energy, but Wu Yunhe was already unsteady in his steps, and was obviously on the verge of losing his strength.

"boom!"

After another duel, Wu Yunhe took advantage of the opportunity to retreat and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

However, he was not Feng Wuchen, so he could not refine the medicinal power in a short time. For a moment, the look in Feng Wuchen's eyes became more and more frightening!

In such a close battle, it is extremely difficult to win based on moves. As long as either side does not make too fatal mistakes, the battle will be an infinite stalemate, and the reserve of Tianlingli has become the key to victory or defeat.

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Wu Yunhe couldn't figure it out. This man's cultivation was obviously not as good as his, but his spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible. He even became more courageous with each battle.

If this continues! He will definitely lose!

In fact, Feng Wuchen did not go all out in the battle with this man. After all, several of his women were also on the battlefield, and he could not devote himself to the battle.

Seeing Wu Yunhe's signs of exhaustion, Feng Wuchen did not take advantage of anyone's danger, so he stood opposite him and said coldly: "Seeing that you are a man, I want to know, since your ancestors have been favored by the Emperor of Heaven, why do you want to be a helper for the Nine Heavenly Lords?"

Working hard?"

Speaking of the Nine Heavenly Lords, Wu Yunhe's eyes did not have the admiration of others, but he said lightly: "Since the establishment of Prince Wu's Mansion, it was not to serve the Emperor of Heaven! In the past, our ancestors followed the Emperor of Heaven to conquer the north and south, but it was also for the sake of future generations.

In exchange for a peaceful place! No matter whether it is the Emperor of Heaven or the Nine Heavenly Lords... the current god changes the sky, it can be regarded as a peaceful place after all! On the other hand, if you do this, I am afraid that it will bring disaster to all living beings, so I will naturally organize it

Wait..."

Feng Wuchen frowned and emphasized: "But... you

You should know that the Nine Heavenly Lords are not kind!"

Wu Yunhe's face was full of surprise: "Ha! Who in this world has no selfish motives? A gentleman's deeds have no regard for his heart! I am not interested in what the Nine Heavenly Lords think. As long as they can maintain the peace of the gods and let more people live,

That’s enough! As for whether it’s right or wrong? Is it a merit or a fault? I don’t care what the world thinks of me!”

After listening to Wu Yunhe's ideas, Feng Wuchen fell into silence.

Is it wrong for Wu Yunhe to make this choice?

No! Not only is that true, he even saved the lives of many people!

But...he only saved their lives, that's all!

Some choices are not wrong, but it does not mean they are right!

In order to maintain temporary stability and maintain the rule of the Nine Heavenly Lords, he will only go further and further on the right path, and eventually become ill!

Feng Wuchen sighed softly: "Actually, I am not a celestial being, and I don't want to interfere in the struggle between you. It's just that little girl, call me brother, and I can't let you take her away after all!

Since I can't convince you, I can only choose to convince you!"

After saying this, Feng Wuchen once again planned a sword move!

When his swordsmanship entered the Sixth Cut, he became more and more familiar with the fusion of Taishang Immortal Sword and Nine Tribulations Sword Intent.

This thrust of the sword directly put Wu Yunhe at a disadvantage!

"Come again!"

"..."

Feng Wuchen and Wu Yunhe are having a hearty battle here, and the situation is great.

On the other hand, Mu Yan didn't feel so good.

Being besieged by the nine Great Heavenly Lords, even though he had heavenly weapons such as the Nine Dragon Pan, he was still unable to defeat four hands with just one fist.

When the battle reached this point, I saw that the Nine-Dragon Panbi was already dim and dull. His terrifying vitality was almost exhausted, and his face under the white hair became even older!

"Now!"

Seeing Mu Yan show his decline, the nine Great Heavenly Lords seized the opportunity and used their strength at the same time to defeat the nine dragon shadows and quickly attacked Mu Yan!

"Die!"

"You want to kill me! But it's so easy!"

Mu Yan immediately put away the Nine Dragon Plate, but a simple mirror appeared in his palm!

"drink!"

Mu Yan shouted loudly, and the black light on the mirror grew brighter, turning into the shadow of a giant turtle, floating above Mu Yan and the wooden house!

"What……"

The blow that the Nine Heavenly Lords were sure to win hit the steel plate, and they could no longer advance an inch!

"The Divine Weapon of Heaven, the Divine Mirror of Black Tortoise!"

They never expected that this old guy actually possesses two of the Heavenly Divine Weapons that are so hard to find, one for offense and one for defense. If not for his poor cultivation, he would not be able to use up the power of these two Heavenly Divine Weapons.

Show your strength, I'm afraid they are no match for this old guy!

"So what about the Xuanwu Divine Mirror? You are at the end of your strength, how long can you hold on?"

"Everyone! Use your strength together. When his strength is exhausted, he will definitely die!"

The Xuanwu Divine Mirror was formed from the fall of the first Xuanwu in the ancient times. It contains the natal magical power of that Xuanwu and a trace of the power of heaven. Once this object is sacrificed, it is almost impossible for the same level to break it.

defense.

However, Mu Yan was already at the end of his strength, and now he had to fight one against nine. Even with treasures such as the Black Tortoise Mirror, it would only allow him to linger for a while, but it would not help the overall situation!

But under the basalt mirror, Mu Yan was sitting in the air, eyes slightly closed, and pouring all his strength into the crutch in his hand.

"What does this old guy want to do if he doesn't support the Black Tortoise Mirror with his remaining strength?"

"Hmph! I'm afraid he's planning some trump card! Don't let him succeed!"
Chapter completed!