Jian Wushuang only had loneliness in his eyes, looking at him with a half-smile.
"Only, as long as you don't kill me, I promise not to do anything harmful to you from now on."
Gong Ziyu has completely abandoned the arrogance and arrogance belonging to the emperor, and is almost begging.
"I, I am Young Master Yan's third brother, he, he is my emperor brother, he will definitely not let you touch me."
When he said this, he even started to call the little emperor's name shamelessly.
But he didn't know that Jian Wushuang was not affiliated with the Little Emperor's lineage at all, and even their relationship was on an equal footing.
Trying to use the little emperor to suppress him is nothing more than wishful thinking.
Gong Ziyu shouted the little emperor's name at the top of his lungs, but then, Jian Wushuang pointed like a knife and cut off his entire left arm with one palm!
Divine blood spurted out, the immortal body shattered, Gong Ziyu screamed loudly, and stumbled back while holding his broken arm.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold and he had no intention of letting him go.
If that emperor's true shadow hadn't appeared, Cang Yu Zhong would have been able to kill Jian Wushuang.
It was precisely because of this that he developed a murderous intention.
In this unending situation, once Gong Ziyu is released, Jian Wushuang will probably be extremely passive in the future.
Therefore, Gong Ziyu must die.
At this moment, he didn't even consider Zhen Wuyang and the existence of Heaven.
The palm surging with scarlet power fell again, Gong Ziyu's right leg was cut off directly, and divine blood spurted out.
Without the support of one leg, Gong Ziyu suddenly collapsed in the chaotic void, looking at Jian Wushuang with an ashen face.
He could see the decisive killing intent in Jian Wushuang's cold eyes, and there was no room for redemption.
Gong Ziyu regretted it to the extreme. He should never have thought of cleaning up the battlefield and capturing the little emperor alive.
Without this idea, we would not be in this situation.
"Don't, don't kill me, I don't want to die...I can give you whatever you want." Young Master's feathered face turned ashen, "Emperor's luck, Emperor's luck, I will exchange my emperor's luck for my life, okay?
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Jian Wushuang was too lazy to listen to him anymore. The murderous aura in his hand was so strong that it turned into a long and narrow bloody blade.
The next moment, he raised the bloody blade in his hand and chopped it down without any hesitation.
The young master's eyes and canthus are about to crack, and his face is ashen.
However, the bloody blade was not cut down, and hovered above his head as if it was hindered by something.
Jian Wushuang turned his head and looked behind him.
Di Qing had already come to his side and cast a spell to stop his movements.
Di Qing put her palm on Jian Wushuang's shoulder and patted it gently, then whispered, "Leave it to me."
He said, and then slowly came to Gong Ziyu, who was shaking like a sieve of chaff.
Young Master Yu Ru was granted amnesty, "Save me, save me, I will give you all the luck of the emperor!"
What responded to him were thousands of extremely sharp golden feathers.
Each golden feather is enough to break the way of heaven and penetrate any super heaven.
Thousands of golden feathers passed through the body, directly shooting Gong Ziyu's immortal body into powder, and even the immortal source was completely crushed!
The third emperor's son under Zhen Wuyang, Gong Ziyu, perished just like that!
The void wailed, and all the luck belonging to the emperor returned to the universe, and could no longer be collected.
Seeing this scene, the little emperor was shocked and slowly took a few steps back. If it weren't for the thin purple robe to hold him back, he might have collapsed.
Gong Ziyu died in front of his eyes, various emotions changed in his eyes, and finally he closed his eyes tightly.
The magnificent and majestic ten-directional wings moved slowly behind Di Qing, illuminating the chaotic void.
Under the casual attack of the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal, even the emperor's son was easily destroyed.
The arrogant Gong Ziyu completely fell.
After putting away his killing methods, Jian Wushuang had regained his composure. He looked at Di Qing and said slowly, "Why do you do this?"
Folding the Shifang Wings, Di Qing said calmly, "Because he is the emperor's son of Zhen Wuyang. Once you kill him, you will definitely suffer Zhen Wuyang's revenge, and there is no chance of you surviving from his hands."
At this point, he paused and said, "I'm different. Even if he attacks me, I can still protect myself."
Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he understood that the reason why Di Qing did this was to protect him.
Then, he solemnly said, "Thank you, I owe you once."
"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you." Di Qing raised an eyebrow and smiled, then said, "It's just that I'm afraid I have to leave for a while."
Just when Jian Wushuang was about to ask where he was going, an indescribable aura quietly enveloped the entire void battlefield.
That aura was so majestic and majestic that wherever it was enveloped, the passage of time stopped and was completely sealed.
The broken heaven is reshaped, and the chaotic void is quickly repaired.
Jian Wushuang, who was completely unable to move, opened his eyes wide and looked ahead in disbelief.
Everything is going back!
Then what kind of power can exist to complete the backtracking?!
The luck and breath that had originally dispersed began to condense like stars.
Soon, under the condensed light of the stars, an all-too-familiar figure appeared again!
Gongziyu, who died irreversibly after being killed by Di Qing to destroy his immortal source, was actually reborn.
At the same time, the chaotic void was torn apart, and indescribably powerful figures appeared from the end of the void.
They all carry various colored halo wheels, in which the ancient heavenly law is expected to flow.
Only the sixth-turn Dayan Immortals can condense the light wheel, and they are all the elder Dayan Immortals under Zhenwu Yang.
Each one has a minimum rank of nine.
Even the newly born Heavenly Dao is crawling at their feet.
And at the front of these elders, Dayan Immortals, was a figure with a tired look and no breath coming out.
Although he was extremely ordinary, he made all the elders Dayan Immortal behind him surrender.
All the violent energies, auras, and even heavenly forces on the battlefield in the void could not get even close to him.
The Lord of Heaven, Emperor Zhenwu Yang, is here!
Jian Wushuang felt that the divine blood in his meridians had solidified. In front of that kind of aura, he couldn't even breathe.
Coming to the void battlefield, Emperor Zhen Wuyang looked tired, but still carried supreme majesty.
Looking at Gong Ziyu who opened his eyes and looked confused, his expression was extremely livid.
"Emperor, Emperor Father, am I still alive?!"
Gongziyu, who recovered from his confusion, was extremely excited when he saw Zhen Wuyang coming.
However, what was waiting for him was not a concerned inquiry, but a powerful and heavy slap.
The emperor was so angry that he flew him thousands of feet away!