Li Yunxiao mastered the Thunder God Art and the Movement and Transfer, and even Zhang Linghua was not sure that he could keep the other party. Therefore, this time, five elders with great strength were brought, and the moment he ordered, they flew towards five directions. After several seal techniques were shot out, hundreds of meters of space between the five people were immediately under the ban. No one could think of breaking through the space, unless their strength could surpass the five of them.
"Li Yunxiao, I know that your background is good, but this Tianwu Realm is not your backyard. Today I will tell you how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, the emperor's energy turns into a dragon, go."
"Roar"
With Zhang Linghua's cold voice, the Dragon-shaped Emperor's power roared in the air, as if Emperor Wu was angry and rushed down. The whole sky changed color. Many people were so scared that their legs became weak and kept running away. However, the space here was blocked, and no matter how they escaped, they could only be a little farther away and could not leave the battlefield.
Mo Xiaochuan finally moved, and a sharp murderous aura flashed in his eyes. Someone dared to attack his master, but he had already been sentenced to death in his heart, let alone so arrogant and rude.
"You are the one who doesn't know that the world is high and the earth is thick."
Mo Xiaochuan let out a cold sarcasm, pinched the sword technique with both fingers, and suddenly hit the air. A sword light roared up on his arm, and in an instant it seemed like a rainbow rose, and there was peace all around.
Zhang Linghua's imperial energy dragon power was retreating under the rainbow. Wherever the sword light rushed, it was about to disperse without any suspense. After the sword light broke through the dragon power, it still remained strong and slashed towards Zhang Linghua in the air. Although it looked extremely gorgeous, it exuded a heart-wrenching terrifying power. If you look closely, you will find that there were slight space cracks around the sword light, devouring everything.
Mo Xiaochuan was bathed in the rainbow, turning into a sword with one finger, extremely free and elegant.
On the contrary, Zhang Linghua was shocked. The person who appeared inexplicably was so powerful. The power of the sword not only cut off his imperial aura like a bamboo shoot, but also had the power to take his life. In awe, he hurriedly turned into a sword with two fingers, imitating the other party's sword aura suddenly broke through the air.
He was shocked at this moment. The only one who could compete with him was the strong Martial Emperor. He had just advanced to the Martial Emperor and had never fought with other Martial Emperors. He didn't know the depth and became nervous.
"boom"
The finger sword is facing the finger sword, and the two forces are impacting each other and shoot directly in the air, like a huge flash in the pan, beautiful but short-lived, and full of terror, which scares everyone to stand on the spot and dare not act without action, so as not to be affected.
Zhang Linghua was shocked and faintly realized that the other party's power seemed to be above him. In desperation, he hurriedly pulled out the sword of spiritual cultivation, raised the sky and slashed it, and shouted angrily: "Slay the sky with one move, the sword will pass without trace."
The huge amount of the eighth-level mysterious weapon was not exerted to the maximum extent by the influx of Emperor Wu's power.
The Beidou Sect is not without the ninth-level mysterious weapon, but due to Zhang Linghua's previous strength, it is impossible to refine it. If he barely uses it, it is not as useful as his original eighth-level mysterious weapon.
This sword contained almost all his power, and the whole world changed color.
Ji Lin also looked shocked. Although he also hoped that the two would conflict, he did not want him to become the fish that was affected. However, it was obviously too late. The power of a sword covered a few miles within a radius, and the space was blocked and no one could escape.
Whether Zhang Linghua's sword was intentional or unintentional, there was a vague sign of killing everyone.
"Hmph, you are still very young when you just stepped into Emperor Wu."
A sarcastic look appeared on Mo Xiaochuan's face. His right hand gently brushed past him in front of him. A Tai Chi pattern suddenly formed, and the two yin and yang fish swam happily in it. With a light touch, he immediately aroused a sword light, condensed on his fingertips, and stabbed Zhang Linghua's shocking sword energy through the air.
"Looking at the bright moon in the world"
The sword light did not look as powerful as Zhang Linghua's shocking sword, but it directly split the opponent's sword power and hit the sword light hard, making a huge rumbling sound, and the whole world turned pale.
The space blocked by the five elders was instantly shattered. The five of them were shocked and tried their best to resist the aftermath of the sword energy, but they were still shrunk thousands of meters away, vomiting blood and falling injuries.
All the five were shocked and flew in an instant from a distance, gathered behind Zhang Linghua, and looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a light face below in horror.
Zhang Linghua's face was obviously not as comfortable as Mo Xiaochuan, but was as blue as water. His right hand holding the sword was trembling at a very small frequency, and the light on the sword was lost.
Zhang Linghua's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. Although he tried his best to control it, how could he escape the eyes of the five elders even caused huge waves in his heart, and his face became solemn.
The two of them used two moves in total, and then they stopped attacking, and the whole space became strangely silent.
"snort"
Mo Xiaochuan first broke the tranquility and said sarcastically: "But just stepped into Emperor Wu, I thought the world was invincible? How many locals like you want on this continent? If you want to be king and emperor, go back to your Beidou Sect and go in front of Master Yun. You don't have the qualifications to be arrogant, do you understand?"
Zhang Linghua's face is as ugly as it is. In the battle between the sword just now, no one can tell the reputation of others, but he knew deeply that he was definitely not the enemy of the person in front of him.
Mo Xiaochuan's sarcastic words made everyone feel even more terrified, as if they had some guesses about the strength of the two.
Zhang Linghua indeed restrained his rampant momentum and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What is your relationship with Li Yunxiao?"
Mo Xiaochuan said: "Who I am has nothing to do with you. As for what you want to say to Mr. Yun, then get out of the way, otherwise get out of here. This way, everyone is not used to it."
The disciples who came with Beidou Sect all changed their faces, but they could guess the power of this person in vaguely. Even the sect leader became harmonious. They thought to themselves that they would be embarrassed this time.
Everyone was also frightened. Such an inexplicable person came out from nowhere, and his strength was so great. If he could compete with Zhang Linghua, he would at least have the Martial Emperor.
Only when Ji Lin was happy inside, hoping that Mo Xiaochuan would get angry and slapped Zhang Linghua to death with one palm, then the situation in the entire Nanhuo City would change dramatically again.
Zhang Linghua saw Mo Xiaochuan's respectful look towards Li Yunxiao, and he was even more shocked and determined that Li Yunxiao was a child of a major force. Thinking of this, he couldn't get mad and took everyone directly to fall from the air.
Zhang Linghua looked at Li Yunxiao and said in a complicated way: "Mr. Yun, the Thunder God Art is originally the unique skill of my Beidou Sect. I hope Mr. Yun can return it for a fee." He suddenly realized that all the plans and expectations were useless, but instead became begging the other party.
Everyone fainted, and the image of Emperor Wu's lofty was suddenly overturned. The situation was stronger than that of others, and even Emperor Wu had to admit defeat.
Now not only has the Thunder God Art turned into a paid request, but even the death and treasure of Elder Feng are never mentioned.
"Oh? It turns out that the Thunder God Art is so important. I wonder what price should Master Zhang go back?
When Li Yunxiao heard that it was paid, he immediately became energetic and smiled.
Zhang Linghua said: "One hundred billion stones." He said slowly, since the other party is willing to offer a price, it will be easy to deal with. How much stone is just a matter of number, but you can't give too much. One is that it is too much loss, and the other is that it is a loss.
Li Yunxiao shook his head repeatedly and said, "Sect Master Zhang is so insincere. Since it is the treasure of the sect, it will not be worth only 10 billion yuan. President Ji, how about I selling my thunder God's Art of 20 billion yuan to sell you?"
"well"
Ji Lin hurriedly laughed and said, "Don't say 20 billion, even 200 billion is worth it." He naturally knew that Li Yunxiao's intention was nothing more than to blackmail more, which was what he was happy to see, so he hurriedly helped.
"Jilin, you are very good."
A fierce light appeared in Zhang Linghua's eyes, staring at Ji Lin, full of threat.
Ji Lin snorted coldly. Although he didn't want to offend Zhang Linghua, he certainly had to stand on Li Yunxiao's side after weighing the pros and cons. With his identity as the president of the Leifeng Chamber of Commerce, Zhang Linghua would never dare to touch his life. But Li Yunxiao's side was different. If it weren't for Li Yunxiao's promise, he would have been beaten to death by Mo Xiaochuan now.
"Zhengmaster Zhang, you should not be too unintentional in life. I can understand your thoughts on buying the Thunder God Art at a low price, but don't think about using cabbage to buy seafood. Doing business is nothing more than consensual and fair price. Even I, a businessman, can't stand your unscrupulous offer."
Ji Lin said slowly and heartbrokenly.
"Enough"
Zhang Linghua shouted angrily, and his anger was filled with venting. He stared at Li Yunxiao and said, "I will exchange it for the Thunder God Art. If Mr. Yun thinks it is feasible, change it, and it's not possible."
He took out a small square box the size of a palm, looked at it with care for a long time, his eyes full of heartache. Finally, he gritted his teeth and swung away.
Li Yunxiao was extremely curious about what would be what Zhang Linghua cherished so much.
Mo Xiaochuan was afraid that Zhang Linghua would be cheating, so he took the lead and caught him. Now Li Yunxiao's safety is his top priority, and he must not let his master suffer any harm.
Mo Xiaochuan took it in his hand, opened the small box, took a look before handing it to Li Yunxiao.
This action was shocked in everyone's eyes. Such a powerful Martial Emperor existed like the young bodyguard. If it were Master Mo Huayuan's bodyguard, everyone could understand it. After all, many Martial Emperor powerhouses were still willing to serve the eighth-level art refiners. But as for Li Yunxiao..., except that his background was too strong, he could never think of a second reason.
Zhang Linghua's face was as gloomy as water. Mo Xiaochuan took this thing undoubtedly a kind of contempt for him. He was so angry that he clasped his hands tightly, and his fingers burst out, but the situation was stronger than others, so he had to bow his head.