The Most Powerful Emperor System in History

"His Majesty……"

Those soldiers of the pioneer iron cavalry began to worry.

"Long live the ancestors, long live."

Contrary to them are the soldiers of the Red Flame Army, all of them are full of excitement, shouting long live.

For these royal ancestors, it is indeed worthy of a long live.

However, they were all ordinary soldiers, but they did not see how solemn the expressions of Chu Yiheng and Chu Zhenlong were in that space.

Outsiders can't see that they are the ones who attack, but they are the clearest.

Just a second before the two attacked and collided, Lu Feng's figure just disappeared, making their attack completely unsuccessful.

You know, in this space has been imprisoned!

All means, secret techniques, magical powers and even martial arts related to space rules cannot be used.

Under such circumstances, how did Lu Feng's figure disappear?

They simply can't figure it out.

More importantly, their soul perception could not sense where Lu Feng was now, not even a breath.

It was as if Lu Feng had really disappeared from this space.

But they were very sure that Lu Feng was definitely still in this space, but they didn't find it.

"Are you all that capable?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from above their heads.

"Lu Feng!"

Chu Yiheng and Chu Zhenlong immediately heard Lu Feng's voice and hurriedly raised their heads.

Seeing Lu Feng standing on top of their heads!

"What? Lu Feng?"

Those people in the Chiyan Army were completely stunned. Wasn't the emperor of the Nanyan Kingdom killed by the ancestors? How are you still alive?

The main general Xing Rong is the most ignorant one. Is this Lu Feng so strong?

Even under the combined attack of two holy venerable third-level celestial warriors, he can still be safe and sound?

how can that be?

Originally, Zhao Yun, the general of the previous Nanyan Kingdom, was enough to shock him, but now that he saw Lu Feng, he realized that in front of Lu Feng, everything Zhao Yun brought before was nothing.

The Holy Venerable third-level Heavenly Martial Artist who is less than 20 years old.

In the face of the encirclement of two saints of the same level, the third-level heavenly warriors can still be safe.

These two points are enough to make Lu Feng famous in Kyushu!

"It was your attack before, now, it's my turn!"

"The weak river rises!"

Lu Feng gave a cold drink, and Ruoshuihe, under his control, turned into a dragon, roaring and rushing towards Chu Yiheng and Chu Zhenlong.

"Lu Feng, although this deity doesn't know what means you just used to avoid our attack, but you want to cause damage to us with such a little attack?"

"wishful thinking!"

"Zhen Long Jue, Dragon Fury!"

Chu Zhenlong shouted angrily, and the whole person faced the Jiaolong that Ruoshuihe turned into, roared, a dragon shadow rushed out of his mouth, and rushed towards the Jiaolong.

boom!

The dragon shadow collided with Jiaolong.

"boom!"

The huge energy wave dissipated, sending Chu Zhenlong's body flying, but Jiaolong also disappeared.

After stabilizing his body, Chu Zhenlong sneered: "Lu Feng, do whatever you can, and let this deity see how much weight you have."

"as you wish!"

"True Martial Seal!"

"Zheng!"

Gan pulled the sword out of its sheath, and the sword energy lingered on the sword.

The sword light circulated, gathered at the tip of the sword, and turned into a square seal with a sword pattern.

Lu Feng reached out and took Fang Yin in his hand, and pressed it directly against Chu Zhenlong and Chu Yiheng.

"Clearly!"

As the seal fell, the surrounding space was filled with the sound of sword chants. At that moment, people felt that the space seemed to be a world of sword energy.

"Be careful, this seal is not easy!"

After Chu Yiheng said a sentence, he said solemnly: "Cangchu Tianjue, the stroke of the pen breaks the world!"

When his voice fell, a gold-red pen appeared in front of Chu Yiheng.

He reached for the pen and waved it quickly.

Along with his movements, strokes of strokes began to condense in front of him.

"Cang Chu Tian Jue!"

"The ancestor finally performed it!"

Xing Rong, who was below, was relieved to see that Cangchu Tianjue was another god-level middle-grade martial art in the Cangchu Dynasty, and it also had a matching god-level middle-grade martial art.

Unlike Chu Zhenlong's Zhenlong Jue, Chu Yiheng's Cang Chutian Jue is his trump card and cannot be used casually.

But once the Cangchu Tianjue is displayed, it also means that Chu Yiheng has the will to kill.

You must know that in the past battles where Chu Yiheng used Cang Chu Tian Jue, no enemy was alive.

All are dead!

Without exception!

Now that Chu Yiheng will perform Cang Chu Tian Jue again, Lu Feng will die!

In the void, along with Chu Yiheng's condensed strokes, a chilling air suddenly appeared, filling the world.

At the moment when this chilling aura appeared, Lu Feng frowned, because he felt that this chilling aura was actually affecting his soul.

"This is a soul martial art!"

Lu Feng understood in an instant, and then he smiled coldly. If it was really another attack, maybe it would be really troublesome, but who was he afraid of soul attack?

"The might of the emperor!"

With a deep shout, a five-clawed golden dragon flew out from Lu Feng's forehead and charged towards Chu Yiheng.

"Soul oppression?"

Chu Yiheng felt it when the five-clawed golden dragon appeared, but he just sneered all over his face. What is he most afraid of now?

That must be a soul attack!

Because his Cangchu Tianjue is the highest level of soul practice in Yuzhou, and the matching martial arts is also one of the most powerful in Yuzhou.

Soul oppression?

In front of his own celestial determination, all soul oppression is a joke!

"Chu Zhenlong, you immediately use your martial skills to break the seal. I feel that if the seal falls, we will all become very passive!"

Chu Yiheng did not take Lu Feng's emperor's might into his eyes, but told Chu Zhenlong to pay attention to the seal of Zhenwu.

Chu Zhenlong nodded, he still knew about Chu Yiheng's methods.

Knowing that Chu Yiheng's soul martial arts are powerful, he will not pay attention to Lu Feng's soul attack, but will focus all his attention on the seal.

"Zhen Long Jue, True Dragon Slash!"

A dragon-headed knife suddenly appeared in Chu Zhenlong's hand. Holding the handle of the knife, he chopped it down sharply at Lu Feng.

"Roar!"

A blade of qi slashed out, with a dragon roar inside, and the phantom of a real dragon covered the blade qi.

The speed of the knife gas is extremely fast, and it comes to the real martial arts seal.

When Lu Feng saw it, he was not in a hurry and shouted in a low voice, "Swallow!"

Under his control, Ruoshuihe suddenly condensed into a vortex, and the vortex was filled with terrifying suction, which directly sucked the knife gas into it.

Immediately after the knife gas, it was pulled to the bottom of the river by the power of weak water that can sink everything, making it useless.

"what?"

Chu Zhenlong couldn't believe it, his attack was broken like this?

How could the weak river be so strong?

At the same time, the five-clawed golden dragon transformed by Emperor Lu Feng's prestige had collided with the strokes in front of Chu Yiheng.

"court death!"

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