In an instant, the whole place was silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
Especially Mingyong, Donghan and other people from the two empires were slightly startled and looked pale when they saw the scene in front of them.
A peak martial artist in the Tianchong realm, a half-step martial artist; among the five great empires of the Eastern Wilds, he can definitely be regarded as being on the verge of standing at the top of the pyramid.
But as soon as he met him, he was beheaded to the ground, without any resistance at all!
this...
Simply unbelievable!
Swish, swish, swish...
The eyes of Mingyong and others instantly focused on Old Chentou.
This hunchbacked old man who had been neither humble nor arrogant in the face of them before not only had a powerful cultivation level at the Half-step Xuan Realm, but he was also decisive in killing and acting neatly!
"Why are you still standing there? Leave this person to me, you go ahead and kill Ye Wushuang!"
Mingyong was the first to react, with a gloomy look on his face, and he gave a sharp shout, a powerful aura rising up.
Half-step to the mysterious realm!
The Emperor of the Northern Ming Empire, Ming Yong, was actually a martial arts practitioner, and he had even reached the Half-Step Profound Realm!
Seeing this scene and noticing the terrifying aura spreading from Mingyong's body, Chu Yuntian and the others couldn't help but frown slightly, with expressions on their faces.
Even Lao Chentou suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Although he is not a true Xuanjing warrior, it is not easy to reach the half-step Xuanjing. He did not expect that Emperor Beiming, who was always in charge of everything, would have such a cultivation level, which really surprised him.
However, as someone who has once set foot in the Xuanying realm, if Mingyong only has half a step in the Xuanying realm, it is not enough!
"Pluto's Palm!"
Mingyong shouted loudly at this moment and waved his palm.
Whoa...
The rich spiritual energy gathered crazily, and instantly transformed into a ferocious skull with white bones, exuding a creepy chill, and headed straight towards Old Chen's head.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Old Chen snorted coldly. Although he was surprised, he did not show any fear. He took a step forward and greeted him with his palms.
With a swish sound, a powerful and powerful aura roared out, transformed into a huge palm, and slapped the skull hard.
Bang...
There was an explosion, and the ferocious-looking skull instantly exploded in mid-air.
A powerful wave of air swept across, causing the people of the two empires to stagger back; even Ming Yong couldn't help but take three steps back, his expression becoming even more gloomy.
"Nine Yang Palm?"
Dong Han, who had just stabilized his figure on the side, immediately opened his eyes with a look of disbelief on his face. He stared at Old Chen's head closely and exclaimed: "Nine Yang Palm is what Master Pu is famous for.
One of the two unique martial arts, Yin Yang Jue, was banned and disappeared long ago because it was too evil. You...how could you do this?"
"Could it be that you are..."
"impossible!"
Before Dong Han could finish his words, he was directly interrupted by Mingyong. He squinted his eyes and said calmly: "Pu Ruozhi has disappeared for a hundred years and is most likely dead. Otherwise, how could the Cangyun Empire be affected by his presence?"
Such a decline?"
"Who are you?"
Actually, there is one more thing that Mingyong didn't say.
When Chu Xiaoao ambushed Pu Ruozhi, all five empires in the Eastern Wilds were involved; however, the other three countries all sent warriors, while the Beiming Empire was personally led by him, Emperor Mingyong.
Therefore, he not only knew Pu Ruozhi, but also knew that Pu Ruozhi had been imprisoned and killed a long time ago, so he was naturally very sure that the hunched old man in front of him was not Pu Ruozhi.
If it wasn't Pu Ruozhi, why would it be the Yin Yang Jue that had long been banned by Pu Ruozhi?
"I told you before, I'm just an old slave driving a cart!"
Lao Chentou put his hands behind his back and replied calmly.
"Humph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Upon hearing this, Mingyong's face darkened and he shouted: "Do it!"
Before he finished speaking, he rushed out, but as he approached Old Chen's head, he flicked his right hand to his waist and pulled out a black scimitar.
This sword is completely black, but there is a cold light on the blade. As soon as it appears, a strong blood-devouring aura spreads out. It is obvious that it has been stained with the blood of many warriors due to years of killing!
"Knife of Hades!"
Chu Yuntian instantly recognized the identity of the Pluto Sword and hurriedly explained: "This sword is one of the divine weapons of the Beiming Empire, second only to the Beiming Sword. It is said that it is not only a high-level spiritual weapon, but also has killed many people."
I have killed tens of thousands of warriors, even martial arts warriors."
"Among the people of the Northern Ming Empire, the Pluto Sword is also known as the Killer of Ten Thousand People!"
"Kill ten thousand people?"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows, but with a smile on his face, he glanced at Lin Ruo'er, who was fending off two imperial warriors with Ye Wenfeng and others, and said lightly: "Ruo'er, give the sword to Lao Chen.
head!"
"yes!"
Lin Ruo'er nodded, immediately stepped back, then suddenly threw out a sword in her left hand and shouted: "Old Chen, please borrow the sword!"
Hearing this, Old Chen's head and waist sank, and he jumped directly into the air to avoid the sharp sword strike from Ming Yong. He reached out to grab the hilt of the thrown sword and drew it sharply.
bass...
The sword was unsheathed, and a golden glow suddenly appeared.
Huanghuang murderous intention rises!
Looking at the golden sword, a faint flash of astonishment flashed through Old Chen's eyes, but he soon recovered as before. His falling body flipped in the air, holding the sword with both hands, and slashed out towards Ming Yong below.
"Um?"
Ming Yong also instantly noticed the terror of the golden sword, but at this time he had no way to avoid it. He could only grit his teeth, mobilize his whole body's spiritual energy, pour it into the Pluto sword, and face it diagonally, trying to block it.
Clang...
The swords collided, causing countless sparks to fly.
Old Chen stood up with his sword put away, turned over and landed in front of Ye Wushuang, landing firmly on the ground.
However, Ming Yong was so shocked that he took a few steps back, his face turned pale; his right hand holding the Pluto sword was trembling violently due to the shaking of the Pluto sword!
Seeing this scene, the warriors from the two empires were once again dumbfounded. They subconsciously stopped attacking and looked at Emperor Mingyong in unison.
Even Dong Han, the emperor of the Dongyue Empire who was watching, looked surprised at this moment, his eyes scanning Mingyong up and down, with a strong look of doubt.
Although he and Ming Yong were both half-step Xuanjing warriors, Ming Yong's cultivation was cultivated step by step; but he was built up by using the resources of the entire Dongyue Empire.
It was precisely because of this that when the two countries joined forces to rob Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, he subconsciously focused on Ming Yong.
Unexpectedly, Mingyong actually lost both battles.
Is this skinny old man in front of me really that powerful?
Mingyong didn't pay attention to the gazes around him at this moment. After barely stabilizing his trembling right arm, he stared closely at the golden sword in Old Chentou's hand, his pale face extremely ugly.
He said slowly, word by word: "Nine Flower Sword!"
Jiuhua Sword?
As soon as he said these words, Dong Han suddenly looked at the golden sword in Old Chen Tou's hand and was completely dumbfounded.
Others may not know what the Jiuhua Sword means; but as Emperor Dongyue, and an old emperor at the same time as Chu Xiaoao, he knows it very well.
Thinking back thousands of years ago, Emperor Chu Yu was born and led his people to conquer the Eastern Wasteland in preparation for unification. At that time, the only person who could be as famous as Emperor Chu Yu was his number one general, Lord Black and White.
Pu Ruozhi!
At that time, Pu Ruozhi was holding a golden sword, which could be said to be killing all directions, and he was invincible across the Eastern Wilderness. I don't know how many warriors who resisted Emperor Chu Yu were killed by this sword!
From that moment on, the golden sword in Pu Ruozhi's hand became the status symbol of Lord Black and White.
And that golden sword was named: Jiuhua!
But although the Jiuhua Sword is only a high-level spiritual weapon, because of its special material and unique refinement, it already has the ability to recognize its owner. It is said that no one can control it except Pu Ruozhi.
Is it possible that the hunched old man in front of me is really the Black and White Venerable Pu Ruozhi who has disappeared for hundreds of years?