At this moment, the entire Duan Royal Family was enveloped by a terrifying martial arts pressure.
The strong men under the divine realm were unable to withstand the pressure and fell to the ground one after another, trembling all over.
Even those who are powerful in the divine realm are under tremendous pressure.
"You are still as domineering as you were more than forty years ago!"
Duan Huang walked out of the room and looked at Wu Yulan, who was more than ten meters away from him, feeling slightly excited.
Ever since Wu Yulan was brought back to the Wu Royal Clan by a strong man from the Wu Royal Clan more than forty years ago, the two have never seen each other again.
Seeing each other at this moment was so tense that Duan Huang felt a sense of self-mockery.
He could not see any love in Wu Yulan's eyes, only overwhelming anger.
"Duan Qingcang, how did you agree to me in the first place?"
Wu Yulan glared at Duan Huang, gritted her teeth and said, "You said that as long as you are here, our son will never be harmed, but what about now?"
"He's dead!"
"He died in your royal family!"
"Today, if you don't give me an explanation, don't blame me for destroying your royal family!"
If they disagree, the Duan Royal Family will be destroyed.
Some elders of the Duan Royal Family also know about Wu Yulan, but many young people have never heard of Wu Yulan.
At this time, after hearing Wu Yulan's words, everyone's faces were full of fear.
A strong man who can make all the strong men in the Duan Royal Family's divine realm crawl on the ground by tightly releasing the pressure of martial arts. For the Duan Royal Family, it is simply a disaster.
Even if it is Duan Huang, he may not be his opponent, right?
Duan Huang was silent for a long time, then he slowly raised his head, looked at the woman deep in his memory, and said, "I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Wu Yan!"
"But people cannot be resurrected after death. Wuyan is already dead. I hope you can express your condolences!"
As Duan Huang finished speaking, Wu Yulan, who was standing where he was, suddenly disappeared.
"Bang!"
When he reappeared, it was where Duan Huang was originally, and Duan Huang's body flew out like a kite with its string broken.
"Royal Lord!"
Upon seeing this, the expressions of the powerful men from the Duan Royal Family changed greatly, and several powerful men from the God Realm immediately surrounded Wu Yulan.
"You losers, you still want to kill me?"
Wu Yulan glanced around and said in a cold voice, her murderous intent getting even stronger.
"Everyone get out of here!"
Duan Huang got up from the ground and shouted angrily.
Although he suffered a heavy blow from Wu Yulan, he knew that Wu Yulan did not kill him, otherwise he would never be able to stand up or even die.
Wu Yulan is a strong person in the third level of transcendence, but he can barely be regarded as half-step into the first level of transcendence. Even if he really steps into the first level of transcendence, he is far from Wu Yulan's opponent.
If Wu Yulan wanted to kill him, the entire Duan royal family would be buried with him.
"I want you to give me an explanation, not to ask me to advise you to show condolences!"
Wu Yulan's eyes were red and she stared at Duan Huang and said.
The martial arts pressure on her body suddenly became stronger, and with her feet as the center, cracks as thick as her arms spread in all directions.
The powerful gods who were close to her took several steps back because they could not bear the pressure.
"I'm sorry for you!"
Duan Huang said, his eyes full of apology.
"Bang!"
Wu Yulan struck down again, and Duan Huang flew out again, struggling to get up from the ground, with blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Duan Qingcang, if you dare to talk nonsense again, do you believe I will kill you?"
However, Duan Huang's lips curved into a smile. He knew that Wu Yulan was not merciless to him, but was only angry because of the loss of her beloved son.
With two consecutive blows, Wu Yulan did not land a fatal blow, barely causing him to be seriously injured, and his martial arts foundation was not damaged.
"Xiaolan, I beg you, let's just let the Yan'er matter go, okay?"
Duan Huang almost begged, and said with red eyes: "If you really want to take revenge, put everything on my head, kill me, and avenge Yan'er!"
"It's just that I hope that after you kill me, you won't pursue the matter of Yan'er's murder. I'm begging you!"
Everyone in the Duan Royal Family was shocked. When had they ever seen Emperor Duan look so humble?
Still in front of a woman.
But after feeling Wu Yulan's power, they could understand.
In front of a strong person in the extraordinary realm, even if Emperor Duan wants to be tough, can he be tough?
From the conversation between Duan Huang and Wu Yulan, we can also see that the relationship between the two is not simple. Although many people met Wu Yulan for the first time, they already knew her identity, Duan Wuyan's biological mother.
The Wu Royal Family, one of the two ancient royal families, is the number one martial arts genius.
"Duan Qingcang, do you really want to die that much?"
Wu Yulan's martial arts aura surged again, and when she looked at Duan Huang, her eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.
Duan Huang laughed self-deprecatingly: "In your heart, I'm afraid there is only Wuyan. As for me, who do you think I am?"
"I still say the same thing. I hope you can let go of the hatred of Yan'er being killed. If you really want to settle it, just let it be on my head. Come on, kill me and avenge Yan'er!"
After saying that, he opened his arms and closed his eyes, as if he was really done with love.
"Royal Lord!"
When the members of the Duan Royal Family saw this scene, they all exclaimed.
Emperor Duan is the soul of the Duan Royal Family. If he dies, the strength of the Duan Royal Family may be greatly weakened.
Duan Wuya left with Duyou, and Duan Wuyan died. Today, the strength of the Duan Royal Family has been greatly reduced.
If Emperor Duan is killed, the Duan royal family will really be doomed.
"Do you think I won't kill you?"
The moment Wu Yulan finished speaking, she appeared in front of Duan Huang and grabbed Duan Huang's neck, her eyes full of crazy murderous intent.
"Royal Lord!"
The members of the Duan Royal Family shouted one after another.
They wanted to save Duan Huang, but under the pressure of Wu Yulan's martial arts, they couldn't even get close.
Feeling the growing power in Wu Yulan's hand, Duan Huang said with no fear, "I...I hope you...let go of...hatred!"
"Duan Qingcang! Since you want to die, then I will make it happen!"
Wu Yulan roared, condensing a powerful force with her other hand, and struck directly at Duan Huang's chest.
But at this moment, Duan Huang, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. When he looked at Wu Yulan, there was no hatred in his eyes, only tenderness.
At this moment, Wu Yulan had the illusion that they wanted to go back to the day they just met decades ago.
When Duan Huang looked at her, he was so tender.
Seeing that her blow was about to hit Duan Huang's heart, she suddenly gained a little advantage.
"Bang!"
Wu Yulan's attack fell, but it avoided Duan Huang's heart.
In the shock of everyone, Duan Huang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew high into the air, hitting him more than ten meters away.
At this moment, the whole place was dead silent!
By the time everyone came back to their senses, Wu Yulan had already disappeared from the spot, and only heard a divine voice that seemed to come from the nine heavens, falling from the sky: "Duan Qingcang, someone must pay the price for my son's death!"