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Chapter 952: This emperor will never be defeated!

"Not dead?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help but froze there.

"It's not dead. Take a closer look for yourself." King Gu even shouted.

Jian Wushuang subconsciously looked towards Leng Rushuang in the void not far away.

Leng Rushuang, who was dressed in white and was almost dyed blood red, floated there quietly. There was an energy barrier around her. This energy barrier was put up for Leng Rushuang when Jian Wushuang exploded. The purpose was just to protect Leng Rushuang's physical body.

The subsequent fight between himself and Xia Yong was not affected.

But now Jian Wushuang looked at Leng Rushuang carefully and found that Leng Rushuang did still have a trace of aura left on his body.

Even though the breath was extremely weak and vague, it was obvious that there was still a breath of air hanging there.

"Really not dead?" Jian Wushuang's eyes instantly burst into ecstasy.

"Hmph, it would be strange if a person who was born with great sin could die so easily. But if you delay for a moment longer, then she might really die." King Gu said angrily.

Jian Wushuang calmed down instantly, and at this moment he didn't care about dealing with Xia Yong, but immediately rushed towards Leng Rushuang.

Arriving next to Leng Rushuang, Jian Wushuang directly hugged Leng Rushuang in his arms.

"King Gu, quickly enter her body and heal her injuries." Jian Wushuang shouted.

He knew that Mochizuki's recovery ability could not only restore himself and the parasitic ancient gods, but also heal the injuries of others.

When he was in the ancient god clan, those ancient gods allowed Mochizuki to enter his body and heal his injuries.

"Get into her body? It's okay if it's someone else, but she can't do it. People who are born with great sins are riddled with great sins. I don't want to live long enough to get into her body." King Gu said angrily, and then added

: "Don't worry, she won't die as long as I'm here."

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang nodded secretly, and then immediately looked towards his senior brother Xue Lingtian.

I saw that Xue Lingtian was seriously injured by Xia Yong in order to stop Xia Yong for him. However, Xue Lingtian was much better than Leng Rushuang. He had already stood up again and went to the side to recover from his injuries.

"Fortunately, senior brother is fine too." Jian Wushuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If Leng Rushuang or his senior brother died because of himself, he would have to feel guilty and blame himself for the rest of his life.

Next, Jian Wushuang looked at the surrounding battlefield again.

On the battlefield at this moment, except for the furthest place, where King Gu Tong and the Imperial Master were still fighting madly, and it was difficult to determine the outcome, the fighting between the other two camps was nearing its end.

Many strong men from the Leng Emperor and Xia tribe thought that Xia Yong's action would allow them to regain control of the battle, but they did not expect that Xia Yong would be defeated by an eternal-level Jian Wushou, and he was also defeated like this.

So miserable.

The current situation is one-sided. In their camp, only Leng Di, Xia Tao, and Xia Ming are struggling to support themselves, but they will be defeated sooner or later.

"how so?"

"How is it possible? This is impossible!"

Leng Di's eyes were scarlet, and her cold face had already been completely distorted. She looked around at the battlefield around her, but there was a wave of unwillingness in her heart.

She is unwilling to give in!

"After so many years of accumulation, this emperor only has one last step left. At such an important moment, how can I fail completely?"

"No, I will never be defeated, let alone by the hands of this Xiao!"

"National Preceptor, National Preceptor!"

Leng Di let out a sharp whistle, which was so shrill and harsh that everyone on the battlefield nearby looked towards her.

On the farthest battlefield, Gu Tong and the old fortune teller were still fighting madly.

Gu Tong, as the ancient god of the Seven-Star Royal Clan, has only recovered less than 10% of his strength after being damaged, but his combat power of less than 10% is still astonishing. When combined with many ancient mysterious techniques, he is even more powerful.

As for the old fortune teller, in terms of true strength, he was indeed no match for Gu Tong, but with the help of his bloody general armor, he was enough to compete with Gu Tong.

The combat power of the two of them has already surpassed that of Dao Zun and reached a whole new level.

The fight between the two was so intense that the scene was so majestic that even the battle between Jian Wushuang and Xia Yong was far incomparable.

No one dared to come within a hundred thousand miles of the two of them, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two.

When Emperor Leng's voice came from another battlefield, the old fortune teller who was fighting Gu Tong couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Xia Yong, actually lost to a little guy?"

"What a waste!"

The old fortune teller cursed in his heart.

Gu Tong, on the other hand, couldn't help but look at Jian Wushuang a few more times, with a smile on his lips, "What a nice little guy, and he also has royal blood."

"National Master, think of a way, think of a way, we can't be defeated!" Emperor Leng's sharp roar came again.

"Find a way?" The old fortune teller's face darkened, and a faint light appeared in his eyes. He did not speak directly, but secretly sent a message to Emperor Leng, "Quickly, start the formation quickly!"

"Start the formation? Now?" Emperor Leng was startled, but then he continued: "But my preparations are not sufficient!"

"I don't care about so much anymore. If you activate the formation now, even if you are not properly prepared, you can still get great benefits. But if it is too late... you and I, I'm afraid we won't even be able to catch a hair." The old fortune teller drank in a low voice.

"Quick, don't hesitate!"

Emperor Leng frowned tightly.

After all, she has come step by step from the turmoil to today, becoming the empress in charge of a huge country, acting naturally and decisively.

She also judged the situation in front of her and immediately made up her mind.

"Okay, I will activate the grand formation now!" Emperor Leng sent a message.

"That's how it should be." The old fortune teller showed a cold smile.

On the battlefield, Emperor Leng, who was being defeated by Emperor Xiao, suddenly pulled away and immediately stopped in the void.

"Xia Yong, you are ready." Leng Di shouted to Xia Yong who was pale and extremely weak in the distance.

When Xia Yong, who was guarded by several strong men from the Xia tribe, heard these words, the corner of his mouth immediately twitched.

"Should we start now?" Xia Yong's face was cold, but a glint flashed in his eyes, "Although I am not fully prepared and my current state is extremely weak, I can't care so much about the current situation.

As much benefit as you get, you get as much as you want!"

"Let's get started."

Xia Yong responded, but his figure became extremely excited.

Above the void, Leng Di's expression was as solemn as ever. Under the gaze of many Taoists around her, she turned her hand and a gold-plated talisman immediately appeared in her hand.

This command talisman exudes an extremely unique aura.

Emperor Leng bit his silver teeth, and the next moment he crushed the talisman into pieces!



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