There is no possibility for Gong Ziyu to escape now. If this blow hits the target, he will not even be able to get out, and his immortal source will be completely dispersed!
"Father, save me!"
Using his last bit of strength, Gong Ziyu's panicked voice echoed throughout the world.
Zhen Wuyang, who was sitting in the heaven, couldn't calm down anymore. No one understood the nature of the little emperor better than him. He was a completely lawless guy with no scruples.
If he has murderous intentions, there is almost no room for maneuver.
Just when Zhen Wuyang was about to lower his true shadow, the heaven was shaken.
Each of those giant lights, filled with terrifying murderous intent, stabbed at Gong Ziyu, but seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.
At the same time, a light red force surged up, strangulating and smashing every giant light!
The little emperor's expression became condensed, and the soft sword in his hand began to tremble.
Along with the light red Yan force came Gongzi Jiu.
He stood in front of Gong Ziyu for a moment and looked at the little emperor with complicated eyes.
"Yes, it's you..." After the disaster, Gong Ziyu couldn't even speak clearly.
Without squinting, Gongzi Jiu stared at the little emperor closely, "Gongzi Yan, I don't know how you understood the Immortal Style, but if you want to win the Immortal Peach just by relying on one Immortal Style, I would like to advise you.
Don't bother."
As his words rang out, nearly thirty or so Immortals came from all directions and formed an encirclement, surrounding the little emperor and Jian Wushuang in the center.
"Gongzi Yan, hand over Xiantao and quit now. I will spare your life." Young Master Jiu said quietly.
"Want a fairy peach? Just you?" The little emperor smiled disdainfully.
For some reason, whenever he faced the little emperor, the anger in Young Master Jiu's heart surged uncontrollably. Even a word could make him furious.
"Intercept and kill on the spot!" Young Master Jiu shouted angrily in a deep voice.
The more than thirty Yanxian immediately set off, and the largest Yanxian connected with each other, facing the two of them and pressing down.
Jian Wushuang moved, releasing his energy without reservation.
At the same time, an ancestral technique brings power to the heavenly realm!
With the blessing of the power of the Immortal Realm, this power realm Tianmen, which was originally an ancestral art, has been completely transformed.
Under the guidance of a sky-covering giant, the dense network condensed by the combined efforts of thirty immortals could not be suppressed for a while, showing a stalemate.
The little emperor raised his soft sword, and his sword intent soared into the sky.
The two of them worked together to break through the offensive of a group of Immortals.
Young Master Jiu, who was far away from the battle circle, had a look of surprise in his eyes and began to look at Jian Wushuang with vigilance.
The moves Jian Wushuang released just now actually made Young Master Jiu feel a little intimidated.
"How confident are you that you can win in a fight with him?" He stretched out his finger and pointed at Jian Wushuang, who was fighting hard.
The white-robed companion beside him focused his eyes, and then dimmed his eyes, "Less than 30%."
"Really?" Young Master Jiu slowly raised his lips, "No wonder Young Master Yan didn't even bring Chen Qing with him. It turns out there is a deeper and unpredictable guy beside him."
"Sir, let me go and I will definitely bring Xiantao back." Baipao Yanxian asked.
Gongzijiu shook his head and turned to look at Gongziyu.
His heart tightened, and Gong Ziyu took half a step back, his eyes wary and uneasy. In his current situation, Gong Zijiu wanted to eliminate him with just a wave of his hand.
"Do something for me as a way of repaying my life-saving grace." Young Master Jiu said, and suddenly put a palm against his heart.
Immediately, a light red energy surged into Gong Ziyu's limbs and bones, making his extremely dry meridians full again.
Gong Ziyu's condition recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Remember, what Gongzi Yan did to you just now, you must repay with all your strength. I'm waiting for good news from you." Gongzi Jiu patted him on the shoulder, and then slowly backed away with his companion.
And how could Gong Ziyu not know what his plan was, but if it weren't for Gong Zijiu, he would have died long ago, how could he escape unscathed?
Even without Young Master Jiu's reminder, he would take revenge and return all the horrors of life and death.
Gong Ziyu, who had returned to his peak, felt the uncontrollable force in his body, and then took a step forward. The magnificent and terrifying force swept forward like a huge wave.
A sword struck a Yanxian flying, Jian Wushuang looked intently at the huge wave of Yanli coming from the sky.
The next moment, the little emperor quietly came to him, turning his back to block the huge wave of energy coming towards him.
"Boom!"
The indiscriminate offensive will knock out any Immortal who is not careful at all.
Jian Wushuang reacted and waved his hand to create a barrier to protect the two of them.
The little emperor, who had withstood most of the huge wave of energy, turned increasingly red, and most of his black shirt was broken.
If it weren't for him, I'm afraid it would be Jian Wushuang himself who would be hit hard now.
"Hold on, I'll take you away." Seeing the little emperor showing signs of fainting, Jian Wushuang's heart sank, and he directly supported his body and prepared to escape.
He had already prepared for the worst in his mind and reached into his arms to touch the fairy peach.
"No, I must not give it to you." The little emperor raised his eyes to look at Jian Wushuang and shook his head slowly but firmly.
"Then let's see if we can rush out." Jian Wushuang said solemnly, pointing the broken Tai Luo Divine Sword straight forward in his hand.
Young Master Yu came out of the air with a ferocious smile, his palms forming the shape of clouds, releasing powerful energy.
Supporting the little emperor with his left arm and raising the Tai Luo Divine Sword with his right hand, Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and used the Absolute Sword.
In such a situation, at the end of the rope and desperate to survive, the most common sword has unleashed the most terrifying power.
This is a desperate sword. Only in desperate situations can the ultimate power be released, and there is no upper limit.
One sword is worth a million swords to break the surface.
That Gong Ziyu's full blow only existed for a moment before it shattered and dissipated like the surface of a boiling lake.
"Ahem, morning, if I had known you could block this kind of attack, I wouldn't have done anything more." With Jian Wushuang's support, the little emperor reluctantly said.
His body was already weak, and even if he understood the Immortal Style, it could not change his constitution at all.
Jian Wushuang pursed his lips slightly, "I can block it now, but I may not have been able to block it just now."
The corners of the little emperor's lips curled up slightly, and then he looked forward, "There is such a disparity in strength. I'm afraid that this time, I will really lose."
"What if things turn around?" Jian Wushuang said slowly.
As if to confirm his words, in the next moment, nearly twenty magnificent rainbow shadows rose from the huge river below him, with a majestic momentum that shook the heavens and the earth.
At the forefront of these rainbow shadows, a huge monster ape roared loudly, its body measuring thousands of feet, which left a very shocking impression on all the Immortals.