Yan Wulu relied on the power of the [Emperor Sword] to gradually gain the upper hand.
Some people around wanted to step forward to help the Crown Prince Yan Wulu, but Jun Xing stopped him——
"This is a great training opportunity for my apprentice, so don't waste it."
Yan Wulu and Xiao Zichen became braver and fiercer as they fought.
only……
In a daze, the powerful oppressive aura reappeared in Xiao Zichen's body, and for a moment it was as if the initial aura was back.
"not good!"
In the distance, Jun Xing also suddenly discovered that the other party was deliberately showing weakness and wanted to deceive others and then be detrimental to Yan Wulu.
Jun Xing stepped forward quickly, and the passage of time slowed down due to his intentional actions.
In Jun Xing's mind, the other party should not dare to kill his apprentice. The other party might just want to capture his apprentice and then use it as a threat to break out of the encirclement.
But...what if?
What if the other party is determined to fight to the death?
Jun Xing felt regretful for a moment and moved forward vigorously.
But this distance is so far away at the moment...
As the "Blue Sea Sword Master" of the ninth level of Dzogchen, Jun Xing can already control the two dimensions of time and space to a certain extent.
But this isn't complete control.
It requires some brewing.
Only in the realm of "God of War" can one truly achieve complete control at will.
…
Yan Wulu was also keenly aware of the changes in his opponent's momentum.
But as a weak warrior, he didn't have the ability to change much, so he could only bite the bullet and attack with all his strength.
[Emperor Sword] glows with incomparable light at this moment...
It is just like Yan Wulu at this moment.
No matter when and where, the emperor has no retreat.
In the instant of the confrontation, Yan Wulu felt that the other party's sense of threat was gradually approaching his vital points...
Suddenly, a silver needle with a slight internal whirl came from a distance.
It penetrated directly through Xiao Zichen and attacked Yan Wulu's left arm.
The silver needle entered Xiao Zichen's sword-holding hand and came out with blood on his shoulder...
The next moment, Jun Xing arrived and pierced Xiao Zichen's chest with a sword...
Moreover, Jun Xing immediately drew his sword and cut off his left hand.
The powerful internal pressure forced the immortal soul to leave the body...
Yan Wulu saw at this moment that it was a soul body that was so weak that it was almost transparent...but it seemed that it was not exactly the same as he imagined.
It's not grandpa...
But...a woman with peerless beauty and pure soul.
The other party's soul and body were illusory and weak to the extreme.
Jun Xing originally wanted to kill him with a sword and let his remaining soul shatter.
However, the soul body was too weak and turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to the ancient ring...
In this case, I am afraid that if the opponent does not have a large amount of soul power to replenish, he will never be able to leave the ancient ring freely.
Seeing this, Jun Xing took back his sword.
In the distance, the owner of the silver needle that was sent out before slowly appeared.
It was none other than the owner of Yaowang Valley—"Poison King of Hell" Yao Zhihong.
Dressed in white, she looks like a fairy.
Yao Zhihong didn't know when he had arrived here.
This is the first time that he has appeared in front of everyone in Yaowang Valley in so many years...
"The Sword Master of the Blue Sea."
Yao Zhihong walked a few steps, his figure was illusory, and he was already in front of everyone, "... I didn't expect that you had disappeared for more than ten years, and the first time you reappeared was in Zhihong's Medicine King Valley.
"
"I never thought that you, the 'Poison King of Hell', would still look so young..."
Jun Xing smiled, "...It seems that the technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang is indeed miraculous."
"Ha ha……"
Yao Zhihong smiled back and said: "...I am certainly happy to be able to see the Sword Master, but I am only here for the sake of the prince."
"...I didn't come here just to quarrel with you, the Sword Master."
There seemed to be an invisible pressure between the two.
Yan Wulu was not in the mood to care about them anymore. He took a few steps forward and looked at Xiao Zichen, who was already crippled and almost dead.
Yao Yingran was also out of tune with those two people. Instead, he came up to Yan Wulu and asked -
"Your Majesty, do you want to imprison this guy in my Yaogu dungeon first?"
"No."
Yan Wulu said lightly.
Immediately, he stood up...
The [Emperor Sword] in his hand suddenly swung down.
The pale golden sword blade struck directly at Xiao Zichen's neck.
【Emperor's Sword】cut iron like clay.
Xiao Zichen's body and head were separated instantly...
Even Yan Wulu himself couldn't believe it for a moment——
He actually killed this son of luck who had 200,000 luck points with one sword!
until……
System text appeared in his mind, reminding him that his destiny value had increased by 200,000 points.
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Judgment (Xiao Zichen)——
The future "half-step Martial God" in the world will be infinitely close to the existence of a "Martial God".
He was supposed to be "an immortal guest who has lived forever for hundreds of millions of years, but now he has turned into a short-lived ghost" (1).
