The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"Raise the formation!"

Shen Yan's rooster voice sounded again, and the purple light prison formation suddenly rose.

The general of Qianyue Kingdom fought against the powerful master of Canglan Kingdom!

It was full of fun.

Everyone was talking about it, and almost all of them thought that Nan Meng would win, which made Qin Jun sigh, this is the advantage of the home court.

"General Nan will win!"

"Are you kidding? When has General Nan ever lost since he became famous?"

"This guy named Zhen Hun is obviously no match for General Nan."

"Even if we win this game, what about the third game? The opponent is Xiao Beilong, the general of Canglan Kingdom, whose reputation is no less than that of General Nan."

"Not good!"

The voices of the common people and monks reached the ears of Nan Meng and the others. Zhen Hun was indifferent to this. He stared at Nan Meng and said coldly: "I have wanted to fight you for a long time. I hope you will not let me down."

"Compared with the three major sects of our Qianyue Kingdom, you are still far behind. At least they will not lower themselves to participate in the war." Nan Meng laughed disdainfully, and heard a flash of murderous intent in Zhen Hun's eyes.

Boom!

The surging spiritual power burst out from Zhen Hun's body, blowing his robes to flutter. He stomped his right foot, and the thunder exploded. He was seen attacking Nan Meng like a sharp arrow, his right hand became a claw, and the gloomy ink color instantly spread from his sleeves to his fingertips.

Nan Meng raised his right hand, and a black iron sword appeared in his hand. Facing the aggressive Zhen Hun, he slashed with the sword horizontally, at a speed that was dazzling. In a flash, Zhen Hun fell backwards, and slid along the bottom of the blade under the action of inertia. Just when the two were about to cross each other, he stretched out a claw.

Ding——

Zhen Hun's claws fell on Nan Meng's armor, causing a metallic knocking sound. It was obvious that the armor on Nan Meng's body was not ordinary and was not damaged at all.

Nan Meng had a blank expression on his face, and his right leg kicked out like lightning, forcing Zhen Hun to block with both arms. With a bang, the powerful force kicked him hundreds of meters away.

"So domineering!"

Qin Jun couldn't help but sigh. Nan Meng, who was standing on the Suzaku Terrace, hardly moved his position, but Zhen Hun looked so embarrassed.

Guan Yu and Daji didn't think so. They were both transcendent beings in the Void Realm, and naturally they would not cheer for the battle between two Transcendent Realm monks.

Roaring Sky Dog even lay at Qin Jun's feet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Qin Jun was extremely nervous. If Nan Meng lost, he would not even have a chance to play.

"I hope Qianyue Kingdom is not so weak!" Qin Jun murmured to himself. The people and monks around him were shouting Nan Meng's name, with great momentum and deafening.

The officials in the attic were also extremely nervous. If they lost the duel, Qianyue Kingdom would be suppressed by Canglan Kingdom and could not raise their heads.

"Father, come on!"

Nan Yuxin shouted excitedly. Her voice was not appropriate for such an important occasion, but at this moment, no one cared about her impoliteness.

Even Emperor Qian's attention was focused on the Suzaku Terrace.

Qin Yu's face changed from cloudy to bright, and he would glance at Zhu Yishi from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Zhu Yishi was full of smiles, as if he was not worried that Zhen Hun would lose.

Xiao Beilong stared at Nan Meng on the Vermillion Bird Terrace with a playful look, and whispered, "The biggest difference between you and me is that you value personal strength, while I care about the overall interests."

In the military district of Qianyue Kingdom, Nan Meng is the sky. The military power is controlled by him alone, and the generals under his command are overshadowed by him. No matter what battle, he always rushes to the front. His reputation is awe-inspiring, while other soldiers are dim.

The higher the status, the more resources you can enjoy.

The resources given to the army by the kingdom are basically concentrated on Nan Meng, which is different from the military district of Canglan Kingdom.

Perhaps Nan Meng is stronger than Xiao Beilong, but in terms of the military strength of the two countries, Qianyue Kingdom has fallen behind in five years.

Bang!

Zhen Hun fell from the sky like a ghost, smashing the table. Nan Meng, who had just dodged, turned around and slashed with a knife, as if to cut through the space. The speed was incredible. Zhen Hun, who had no time to dodge, hurriedly pushed with both hands.

In an instant, the black spiritual power gathered into a shield to block him, but it was in vain.

"Dang--"

The black shield was shattered by Nan Meng's sword, and the powerful force shook Zhen Hun backwards, his feet rubbing against the table, leaving two shallow grooves tens of meters long.

After slowing down, Zhen Hun felt a sweetness in his throat, and couldn't help but spurt out a blood arrow. The whole person's breath instantly shriveled up, and his hands kept bleeding. The blood dripped on the Suzaku platform, and with the white jade rock, it was red and chilling.

"Didn't they say they were on par?" Qin Jun asked Guan Yu with a strange look on his face.

"Their cultivation is on par, but Nan Meng has been fighting for many years, and his murderous aura has condensed into a force. In addition, his combat experience is extremely rich, so Zhen Hun is naturally not his opponent." Guan Yu opened one eye and said.

Qin Jun was very curious and asked, "What is momentum?"

"It's better for you to know less about the higher realm of momentum for the time being." Guan Yu stroked his beard and smiled, but his smile looked so annoying in Qin Jun's eyes.

At this time, Zhen Hun attacked Nan Meng again.

It was very similar to the first game, a one-sided suppression, but this time it was the turn of the strong man from Canglan Kingdom to be suppressed.

Although Qin Jun couldn't see their movements clearly, he could see that if this continued, Nan Meng would definitely win.

The people and cultivators around Zhuquetai felt the same as Qin Jun, so the atmosphere on the scene became more and more heated.

Constantly being blown away, and constantly attacking.

Zhen Hun was indeed tenacious enough.

Qin Jun was filled with emotion. He subconsciously looked at the side of the Canglan Kingdom in the attic. Prince Zhu Yishi was still smiling, as if Zhen Hun was not from their Canglan Kingdom.

"Nanmeng, you are indeed strong enough!"

Zhen Hun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth.

Nanmeng's face was expressionless, and the black iron sword in his hand was dripping with blood. The blood was not his, but Zhen Hun's.

"Even if I lose, you will have to pay a heavy price!"

Zhen Hun shouted angrily, and immediately stamped his feet and rushed towards the south. Nan Meng smiled disdainfully, but he still dared to speak big words at the end of his strength.

Just when the two sides were about to collide, Zhen Hun quickly pulled out a handful of red lotus seeds with his right hand, and threw it directly towards Nan Meng. Because the distance was too close, Nan Meng could only subconsciously raise his knife to block it.

boom! boom! boom……

A loud explosion sounded, and smoke instantly flooded most of the space within the Purple Light Prison Formation. The people were so frightened that they covered their ears.

"Damn it! You're just playing dirty!"

Qin Jun yelled, Damn, if Nan Meng loses due to being tricked, how can he show up?

Emperor Qian and all the generals in the attic stood up in unison. On the other hand, Zhu Yishi was still smiling.

Shen Yan, who was standing on the Suzaku Stage, was blasted against the light screen of the Purple Light Prison Formation. The poor eunuch was probably shocked and suffered internal injuries.

"Father!"

Nan Yuxin screamed in horror, her heart suddenly hanging in the air.

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