Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 228 227. Victory in mind, unexpected visitor (second more)

Xia Ji agreed to this lucrative battle.

The ghost emperor complied with the agreement and placed the "Jedi Order", "Creative Sea Scrolls", and "Emperor Order" in the Wangjiang Tower, guarded by the five great families.

The guardians also need to swear to the heart demon, if the ghost emperor is dead, then these things must be handed over to Feng Nan Bei, and the Wu family must not stop them.

Everything is ready.

On the banks of the big river, the competition platform originally built for the duel between the disciples has become the place where the Su Family Emperor and the Wu Family Ghost Emperor will live and die.

No one can stop it anymore.

Xia Ji was already standing on the stage after flying snow.

He stomped gently, and the snow on the stage was swept away.

The Ghost Emperor took the stage with his hands and stood opposite him.

It was a man wearing a black pierced golden robe. He was extremely mighty, and his eyes carried the spirit of a broken sentient being, which made people unable to bear the power, and couldn't help but want to kneel and bow.

The ghost emperor kept his hands behind him,

With black gloves on his hands,

Holding a knife in the palm of his hand.

The sword is close to the Tai sword, slightly longer than the short sword,

The knife is a silver skeleton, and some weird patterns are painted on the body of the knife. The patterns are flashing and shining, which is obviously a kind of magic weapon.

If it were true, it would be the first time for the two to look at each other face to face.

However, this is the first time.

But there is nothing to say.

If things in the world can be easily explained, how can there be grievances?

Unless the ghost emperor and Xia Ji desperately want peace and run for the peace of the family.

But is it possible?

As the emperor, the most important dignity of the ghost emperor was trampled on.

Xia Ji is a person who "pretends to sleep". You want him to promote peace in the family, just like dreaming.

Is it possible for the Su family? Is the 3,000-year antagonism between the two aristocratic families false? Is the violent death of Qing Wang and the framing of the king false?

Once the grievance reaches a certain level, there is no need for reasons, and no need to care about right and wrong.

"Greed is a sin, and weakness is also a sin. You are a talent, but unfortunately you have both.

I don't care what means you used last time, this time I am ready. "

"Want to see you again?"

"No, you're too late."

The ghost emperor smiled and took a step forward. His hand was always behind his back, and his fingers tapped the hilt of the silver skull knife as if performing some mysterious ritual.

The handle of the knife was beating in his palm, extremely flexible.

When he spit out the words "It's too late", his hand was already released.

Xia Ji caught the black sword and thunder fire. The wind and snow covered the sky, and the air was humid, just in time for the thunder arc to jump.

When~~

At this time, the skeleton knife in the hands of the ghost emperor had already fallen on the ground.

Hum~~~

The blade made a strange noise, mixed with a weird roar, spread out to all directions for an instant.

The family members who watched the battle only felt that the qi and blood had suddenly become "sticky", while those at a lower level were due to insufficient blood supply, which caused a strong sense of dizziness and nausea.

Not far away, there were also people who were curious and watching, and they couldn't bear it. They had already fainted. If there was no one to save them, as long as they were within the scope of the sword, these people would soon die.

Feng Chuuxue and Xie Qiongfeng endured the dizziness, and flew out, dragging the fainted person back abruptly, Xu Lingling helplessly, followed to rescue others.

Lu Miaomiao's eyes widened, she recognized the knife.

This is the "soul seal" of the Wu family,

Once the brief ritual is completed, all the popular blood in a region can be sealed, and people will simply be abolished.

Unless the power is far greater than the person who uses the knife, or there is a special cracking method, it will simply be caught.

This is not a murderous knife, but a knife between mental shock and profound formation.

Sure enough, after the knife was inserted into the ground, Xia Ji's figure stagnated slightly.

He stood on the stage with a black knife in his right hand.

He is not a god, and at this time he also felt this strange sense of bondage.

It seems that there are many sad souls entangled in him, making his body subconsciously present a "sticky" state, with slow breath and slow blood flow, as if he is bound by heavy chains, making him a prisoner.

When he drew the knife, his body actually had a "rusty" feeling, making a strange clicking sound.

An inch out of the knife, an infinite arc of thunder gushes out from under the knife, turning into an initial thunder wave.

At this time, the ghost emperor had already made a second move.

He began to "split".

Everyone watching the scene was stunned.

In an instant, one divided into two, two divided into four, and four divided into eight, eight ghost emperors surrounded Xia Ji from eight directions.

And there is a strange connection between the ghost emperor and the ghost emperor, and the cold light is vaguely visible.

Keng! !

Xia Ji's sticky movements were still maintained, half of his sword was out of its sheath, and the eight ghost emperors shining in the purple light became more and more gloomy.

"Puppetry." Xie Qiongfeng directly said the answer in the distance. "The Yin Jiuxiao I met can also be puppeted. This person is his teacher. As expected, the puppetry is seamless. I didn't even see that it was. Seven puppets.

Even, I still can't tell which of the eight is true. "

Feng Chuuxue thought for a while and said, "Perhaps they are all fake. The person I met can turn her body into a ghost-like state, and cannot be cut into her body by a knife."

He said this indifferently, Xie Qiongfeng suddenly turned his head to look at the senior brother, he wanted to ask "then how did you cut it?", but he still held back, getting used to it, just getting used to it.

Xu Lingling said: "So, the real ghost emperor is not in the eight bodies, but is hiding somewhere and manipulating the eight bodies?"

She put herself in the situation and thought about it, and found that if she was in the game, she would have become meat on the chopping board and be slaughtered.

She looked at the wind and the snow again, the big brother's eyes were crazy, staring into the distance blankly, obviously also thinking about what he would do in that game.

Xu Lingling looked at the look full of warfare, revealing a strange color.

The wind blows the snow, do you think you can fight?

Wangjiang upstairs.

The faces of the spectators of the family are different in this battle.

But the Wu family had already relaxed, they recognized their own emperor's methods.

"The sacred sword seals the soul and suppresses the blood and energy, the golden corpse and eight puppets do not invade water and fire, the heavenly law silk is all unbreakable, and the ghost emperor's law body I really don't know how to lose."

"Even if Feng Nan Bei has powerful magical weapons, it is too late to use."

"After all, he is still young and big. I don't know the importance of the first opportunity. He should have taken out the magic weapon long ago instead of dragging it to this moment."

"But even so, this wind is proud enough.

The emperor really regarded him as an enemy, so before he took the stage, he had grabbed the skull knife and performed the ceremony in advance, so the emperor could use the magic knife to seal the soul when he first appeared on the stage. "

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. Although the emperor has made a big bet, he is also cautious and goes all out in order to be foolproof. He deserves to be the emperor."

"My Wu family finally broke the game."

Lu Miaomiao lay down in front of the railing, looking at the surrounded figure outside the wind and snow, and whispered with some worry, "Uncle"

The lonely platform between Xia Jili and the wind and snow, the vast skynet in front of him.

The eight ghost emperors are like eight spiders. The spider webs are dotted with each other, and they hold prey that cannot escape or struggle in the center.

This is the second yoke again.

Seal the blood,

Cut flesh and blood.

At this moment, Xia Ji held the black knife.

Chi chi

The deep purple thunder wave impacted his body and gently removed all the stickiness in his blood.

But the ghost emperor was not prepared to seal him with this magic weapon. All the ghost emperor wanted was a first mover. When you spend time to relieve this stickiness, he already has time to use real killer moves.

Huh~~~~

Infinitely sharp and ear-piercing sounds rang out at the same time.

The eight ghost emperors spun with the sky full of "cobwebs".

These "cobwebs" are made of Tian Luo Fa silk.

Everything is unbreakable, everything is unbreakable.

And in this meat grinder that cuts all flesh and blood, a shadow completely ignores all the "materials", and like a ghost drags a lot of afterimages, through the "meat-cutter web", towards the center Xia Ji rushed.

The whole body of the ghost is contaminated with the breath of death, that is the real power of the eleven realms, and even the power that belongs to the law body itself is used because of the penetration of the law vein.

Three chains,

Kill the game,

A crush of flesh,

Destroy the soul.

The ghost emperor started planning and preparations from the time he looked down at the Jiang Tower, and now it was at this moment that Xia Ji fell into this ten-dead situation.

No one is a foolish man.

Even if the ghost emperor has become a vicious gambler eager to comeback, he can still throw a "king bomb"!

However, Xia Ji was not prepared?

Is Xia Ji really big?

No.

His robe is bulging, and there are countless Dharma features in it.

At the moment when the killing occurred, he slammed on the ground,

The air wave rolled in all directions, and the strong force was like a thousand beasts.

Under the huge bombardment, the Wangjiang Tower in the distance shook, and the river beside the martial arts platform suddenly rose into the air. If a meteor fell on the ground, it collapsed.

Between this step, his whole person also shot directly underground.

Where is the hard competition platform?

It's just a pit.

In the potholes, dust, rocks, mud and rocks, thrust against the night, reflecting the heavy snow falling all over the sky, forming a fantasy scene.

However, the original ambush on all sides, bewilderment on all sides, and the magnificent sky net were also lost, and turned into an attack from top to bottom.

All the power of the ghost emperor is under pressure, like the sky, the sky wants you to die, you have to die, can you escape when you get to the ground?

"dead!!!"

Many weird sounds, mixed into one word, enveloped them.

Xia Ji raised his head, and the black knife in his hand slammed a blow from the underground that was more than ten meters deep.

The first level of phenomena may have forms, beasts, gods and Buddhas, even legendary beasts, storms, thunder and lightning, various

But this blow was not a single layer of magic.

Amidst the boundless snow and sea, there is a **** pillar rising against the sky, driving an indescribable knife light, seeming to accelerate the sunrise ten thousand times 100,000 times a million times, rising in the eyes of everyone.

In addition to brilliance, in addition to greatness, it is difficult to describe.

With this knife, even the original purple arc of the Black Blade Thunder Fire is gone.

This is a pure knife, a knife that squeezes and embraces the infinite dharma.

Precisely because there are so many Fa-phases, on the contrary, without Fa-phases, it becomes pure, ultimate, beautiful, mixed with everything, but simple.

People can't help thinking about the moment when the world opened up, was the supreme axe so quiet and beautiful?

The mortal dust cannot tolerate such a knife light.

Everyone stared at the knife light.

This is the power of the ten realms.

But this power from the ten realms has already given them the greatest horror.

It turns out that extreme and purity are so powerful?

A powerful knife like this is unparalleled in the world, and it has drowned out everything about the ghost emperor without any suspense.

The golden corpse and eight puppets are not invaded by water or fire, but they shattered into dust in this submergence.

Tian Luo Fa Si is nothing but cracks, but it also breaks every inch in the light.

The Ghost Emperor Law Body, which is a superposition of multiple ghosts and charms, is a non-physical existence, which can pass through the "material", but it is also completely defeated in this knife.

The light of the knife disappeared.

Obviously it's just an instant.

But like years.

In the midair, the ghost emperor entity appeared, floating in the air, maintaining the outline of the last moment. No one knew the power of the knife just now better than him.

What a monster is this?

Why can people achieve this level?

Why can't such a person reach the Eleventh Realm?

Why don't you live less than five hundred years?

And myself

After all, it has become a stepping stone to such a myth.

"Ah"

He grinned and let out a self-deprecating smile.

The soul that had barely maintained a floating figure finally dissipated, and his body disappeared with the wind.

Learn ten thousand dharma in one year, sixty thousand dharma in six years.

All the laws have rubbed together, and now they have become six phenomena.

Who can see the effort behind this natural knife?

The battlefield is run over by natural disasters,

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed but never disappeared,

A figure walked out of it, the figure was extremely fast, and the keys were light and agile, as if the emperor was patrolling, a few breaths had reached the side of the five-person notarized bet.

Xia Ji raised his hand and rolled directly towards the three treasures.

However, only the Jedi Order and the Bizarre Scrolls were swept away by him, and the "Emperor Order" was steady and heavy, pressed on the tabletop, motionless.

The five guards looked at each other.

Xia Ji snorted coldly: "Wu family, can't afford to lose, do you want to deny it?"

He raised his hand and grabbed the last emperor directly.

The emperor's order is like a mountain, suppressing here, and can't move.

Xia Ji suddenly noticed something strange.

It's not that he can't grab the emperor's order, but he needs to use the power of the eleven realms, or even the power of the black emperor, to grab it, and this is obviously too much.

Therefore, judging from the bright situation, this emperor can no longer be arrested, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses.

He asked faintly, "Who is from the Wu family? Have you sworn not to be afraid of the demons?"

There was a pleasant laugh.

When everyone looked at it, there was a scholar-like man sitting in the corner. The man had pink and white cheeks with a strange warmth, but if he hadn't smiled like this, no one would have noticed him.

The man smiled and said: "My surname is Su, so I didn't take this oath. You can't take it away. The other two will be rewarded for defeating the Ghost Emperor."

Before Xia Ji spoke, the Su family had already recognized the man.

A deacon from the Su family scolded angrily: "Su Yu! You traitor!"

Another person said: "You rebel into the Wu family, isn't it the Wu family? My Su family emperor took the imperial order as promised, so what?"

As soon as the speaker's voice fell, Su Yu patted the table lightly, and with this shot, the two vocalists suddenly showed horror. Then they hugged their heads and let out a mournful cry, then blinked. The Qiqiao was bleeding and breathless, and they stared in horror, as if they had seen something terrifying before they died.

Su Yu got up and reached the table in an instant. He raised his hand to the Emperor Ling and smiled and said, "I am not from the Wu family, so this restriction is invalid for me. Today I just won't let you take the Emperor Ling, so what can you do? "

(End of this chapter)