Supreme Alchemy

The True Martial Saint stood on the execution platform, watching all this quietly.

Whether it was the Iron Armored Army, the Demon Court Army, or the Skynet assassins.

In his eyes, they were no different from ants.

The five Chu Demons could be destroyed by the True Martial Saint with one hand.

Only the appearance of the Purple Cloud Ancestor made him frown slightly.

However, although he didn't care about these people.

But he cared about one thing.

"Xiao Yuan, your son is much stronger than you."

The True Martial Saint took the initiative to speak to the Emperor.

Xiao Changfeng's own strength was not terrible.

But his appeal made the True Martial Saint feel a strong threat.

A master's order actually summoned so many people.

If it is left alone, the future is unimaginable.

"My son is naturally better than the master."

The Emperor was too lazy to argue with the True Martial Saint.

But for Xiao Changfeng, he was naturally proud of him.

"The better he is, the more I want to kill him."

The Zhenwu Saint chuckled, his killing intent was undisguised.

"Sir, if this boy is not removed, he will be a great trouble in the future."

The Queen held Yu'er in her arms, and the vicious light in her eyes grew.

From the beginning, she was jealous of Xiao Changfeng's mother.

Later, she was even more jealous of Xiao Changfeng's talent.

That's why she tried to get Xiao Changfeng's mother away.

But she took away Xiao Changfeng's bronze sword soul.

"Don't worry, he will die!"

The Zhenwu Saint smiled slightly, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, the Queen understood everything and grinned.

And the Emperor Wu was worried.

"Changfeng, I hope you will never come, even if I die, I have no regrets!"

The Emperor Wu raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, unwilling to see Xiao Changfeng's arrival.

Eunuch Hong on the side lowered his head, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

No sound was made.

In Kyoto.

The Ironclad Army, the Demon Court Army, and the Skynet assassins have already deployed their formations.

Ancestor Ziyun also stood with his hands behind his back, showing his dignity.

He was summoned by Xiao Changfeng's purple talisman.

He kept his promise and promised to attack three times, and he would not break his promise.

Even if the opponent this time is a powerful and invincible saint!

Chu Motou, Lan Tianyu and others stood behind Ancestor Ziyun.

They chose to help Xiao Changfeng with their own purposes.

They were also mentally prepared for this battle.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Time passed slowly.

At this time, many figures appeared around Kyoto.

These figures did not enter Kyoto.

Because they were not here to participate in the battle.

But to watch the battle.

"The Flame Emperor of the Burning Heaven Sect? Why is he here!"

"The Red Emperor of the Qingxuan Academy is here too, as well as the Feathered Serpent Emperor. Are they here for revenge?"

"Look, who is that man? Why haven't we seen him before?"

The arrival of the powerful men attracted everyone's attention.

Those who came to watch the battle were all famous powerful men.

Of course, there were also some hidden old monsters.

Among them, the Flame Emperor, the Red Emperor, the Feathered Serpent Emperor and others were all here.

Even Wu Changsheng came.

But few people knew Wu Changsheng, and basically no one recognized him.

There were more than twenty powerful men who landed around Kyoto and chose to watch the battle.

"Is Xiao Changfeng not here yet? It's almost three quarters after noon. If he doesn't come, the Wu Emperor will be executed."

"He should be on the way. Look, the demon soldiers of the White Emperor and the Skynet assassins have already arrived."

"I didn't expect Master Xiao to actually invite the Purple Cloud Patriarch!"

Everyone was talking.

The voices were like waves, ringing outside Kyoto.

And in Kyoto, it was dead silent.

No one spoke, no one moved.

It was as if time had stopped.

"Here they come!"

Suddenly a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

All of a sudden, 500,000 people looked up at the sky in the south.

In the blue sky, a black shadow flew quickly.

The shadow kept expanding, and many people saw the appearance of the person coming.

Among them was the leader.

He had black hair, a beautiful face, and eyes like stars.

It was Xiao Changfeng.

Beside him, Baidi, Xue Feixian, Zhao Sanqing, Zhou Zhenghao, and Yunhuang gathered together.

As for Lu Wenjie, Xiao Yurong and others.

Xiao Changfeng left them all in Qinglong Mountain.

After all, today's battle was no small matter.

Even Xiao Changfeng was not sure of winning.

"It's really His Highness the Ninth Prince, he's really here!"

"If His Highness the Ninth Prince wins today's battle, he will be remembered for thousands of years and make history."

"This battle that will determine the future has finally arrived."

Seeing Xiao Changfeng, everyone was extremely excited.

Not just ordinary people.

The Flame Emperor and the Red Emperor, as well as other hidden old monsters, were also like this.

And the entire Eastern Region, the people who were paying attention to this place.

They were also shocked.

The other side of this war.

Xiao Changfeng finally came.

"Changfeng!"

Seeing Xiao Changfeng, Emperor Wu's eyes finally fluctuated.

Worry, anxiety, fear...

Complicated emotions intertwined.

He didn't want Xiao Changfeng to come.

He didn't want Xiao Changfeng to save him.

He didn't want Xiao Changfeng to die!

"Xiao Changfeng, you're finally here. How can I be at ease if you don't die!"

The True Martial Saint narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Xiao Changfeng with a look full of resentment.

And full of endless greed.

"Little bastard, you dared to kill my Emperor Lin, I want you to be buried with Emperor Lin!"

The Queen Mother held Yu'er in her arms, and her phoenix eyes burst out with murderous intent.

At this moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Changfeng.

However, Xiao Changfeng's eyes.

But fell on Emperor Wu.

In an instant.

His eyes were red.

At this time, the father no longer had the majesty in his impression, nor did he have any scheming.

The heavy handcuffs and shackles locked him tightly.

The originally bright dragon robe was stained with dust.

The straight and strong legs in my memory were now forced to kneel on the stage.

His hair was disheveled, and his majesty was gone.

His head was stretched out on the guillotine.

Above his head was an extremely sharp guillotine.

Once it fell, his head and body would be separated, and his body would be left without a complete body.

At this time.

Tears flickered in Xiao Changfeng's eyes.

This was the first time he wanted to cry.

It was also the first time he felt guilty towards his father.

Once, he deeply resented his mother's disappearance and his own abolition.

But later, the trip to Kyoto and the heart-to-heart talk on New Year's Eve made him understand his father a little.

In the promised battle, his father was willing to expose his strength and lose everything to save him.

This made Xiao Changfeng's heart completely moved by his father's love.

That was the father's love he had never felt in his two lives.

Deep, restrained, but broad and pure.

Once.

He protected himself from the wind and rain and swept away everything.

Now.

His body has been hunched down and can no longer protect himself.

In this case.

Then let me resist everything for you!

In this life, father's love is regretless!

Thinking of this, Xiao Changfeng knelt down directly in the air.

He kowtowed three times in the direction of Emperor Wu.

Then.

A thunderous sound resounded in all directions.

"Father, please wait for me for a moment, I will rescue you immediately!"