Zhao Ritian never expected to meet Ling Xiao here and in this way.
At this moment, Zhao Ritian had only one thought in his mind: Damn it, I was pretending to be that bastard Long Aotian and he actually found out
Boom!
A blazing light rose up from Ling Xiao's body, and his aerial strike contained an extremely terrifying power, as if it was going to completely destroy everything.
He was extremely fast and entered the Silver Frost Valley in an instant and arrived in front of Zhao Ritian.
Zhao Ritian could even see Ling Xiao winking at him, and then a voice was transmitted into his sea of consciousness.
“Zhao Ritian, let’s have a fake battle. You pretend to be defeated and let me capture you. Then we can teach those bastards of the Purple Moon Clan a lesson!”
Zhao Ritian understood almost instantly, and then an extremely cold and arrogant look appeared on his face. He laughed arrogantly and said, "Who are the dragons? How dare you act wild in front of me? Die!"
boom!
There seemed to be blazing golden flames rising around Zhao Ritian, and a vast divine power emanated from his body. He punched down at Ling Xiao, and it seemed as if a vast chaotic void emerged, about to evolve into a world.
Fist of the Emperor of Heaven!
Zhao Ritian directly activated the Fist of the Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor's ultimate imperial technique, which contained the power of great destruction. After being displayed by Zhao Ritian, it had the power to almost destroy the world.
"This bastard, is he really going to hit me?"
Ling Xiao was also shocked. He didn't expect Zhao Ritian to directly use the Fist of the Emperor of Heaven.
If he didn't trust Zhao Ritian, he would really think that Zhao Ritian wanted to kill him.
What made Ling Xiao a little upset was that this bastard Zhao Ritian was worthy of being the son of the Emperor of Heaven. His current cultivation had actually reached the Great Perfection of the Great Saint Realm. He was only half a step away from becoming a Saint King, which was similar to Ling Xiao's cultivation.
Zhao Ritian has the complete inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor's Scripture, and he is also the descendant of the Heavenly Emperor. At this moment, when he activates the Heavenly Emperor's Fist, Ling Xiao almost feels like he is facing the shadows of the Nine Emperors when he is undergoing a tribulation.
"Thief, today I will kill you for the Dragon Clan!"
Ling Xiao spoke righteously, purple energy rising from his body, and his fist flew out like a dragon. In an instant, the purple energy spread over thirty thousand miles, as if a purple dragon roared out and rushed towards Zhao Ritian's Heavenly Emperor Fist.
Snap!
The void trembled, and two huge fists collided in the void. In an instant, endless divine light exploded, and the void was shaking violently. Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian flew backwards at the same time.
"kill!"
"kill!"
Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian shouted at the same time, murderous intent in their eyes, and they started fighting again in an instant.
That terrifying wave made everyone in the Purple Moon Divine Clan look solemn.
“Great Elder, the fighting power of Ling Xiao and this villain has probably reached the level of a peak Saint King. They are truly extremely talented!”
Zihe sighed softly, with a bright light in his eyes.
"As expected of a chosen son of heaven, Ling Xiao possesses the destiny of heaven. His strength should not be underestimated! But who is that thief? How could he have such a powerful fighting ability?"
Zichuan also said with some surprise.
They all had ulterior motives. They were originally thinking about how to let Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian fight so as to test the true combat power of this chosen son of heaven. However, they did not expect that the two would start fighting as soon as they met.
"If my guess is correct, that thief should be the descendant of a great emperor, with the blood of a great emperor! What a pity! If I could refine his blood before, maybe I could have taken that last step!"
Zi Fenglie's eyes were burning, with a hint of pity in them.
When Zhao Ritian pretended to be Long Aotian and entered the Purple Moon Clan, Zi Fenglie quickly saw through the fact that Zhao Ritian did not have dragon blood, but the blood in his body was extremely terrifying, suspected to be the blood of the emperor, so he became greedy and wanted to seize Zhao Ritian's blood.
However, no one expected that Zhao Ritian looked arrogant on the surface, but was actually extremely cunning. Not only did he see through Zi Fenglie's sinister intentions, he also stole the Purple Moon Divine Gold of the Purple Moon Divine Clan and escaped from the Purple Moon Divine Clan.
Now seeing the great battle between Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, Zi Fenglie became more and more certain that Zhao Ritian must have the blood of the great emperor.
“Great Elder, if you refine the blood of the Great Emperor and then devour Ling Xiao’s Heavenly Dao Luck, then you will definitely be able to break through to the realm of the Emperor! By then, my Purple Moon God Clan may also be able to dominate the heavens and achieve hegemony!”
Zichuan and Zihe both spoke with great excitement.
"These two are both gifted, so they must have some powerful hidden cards! So let them fight first to test their strengths. It would be best if we can wait until they are both defeated before we take action. So you must not reveal any flaws to let them see anything!"
Zi Fenglie sent a message to Zichuan and Zihe, warning them.
"Don't worry, Great Elder! With us here, neither of them will be able to escape!"
Zichuan sneered.
There are six great elders of the Purple Moon Divine Clan here, plus Zi Ning'er and Zi Jian are also at the Saint King level. There are also hundreds of powerful warriors of the Purple Moon Divine Clan around them. No matter how strong Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian are, they can't escape.
Zichuan and Zihe even felt that Zi Fenglie was being too cautious.
In their opinion, if so many people directly captured Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, the two of them would definitely not be able to escape.
Boom!
The battle between Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian became more and more intense, and both of them even started to get injured.
However, Zhao Ritian seemed to be at a disadvantage. He coughed up blood and his face became extremely pale.
In order to make this battle seem extremely real, Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, except for using their most powerful imperial techniques, almost fought with all their strength.
Ling Xiao's body was covered with scars from being burned by the Sun's True Fire, while Zhao Ritian's chest was collapsed, his ribs were broken, and his breath became weak.
"Ling Xiao, kill this villain who dares to impersonate me!" Long Aotian roared.
"Ling Xiao, the dragon clan cannot be humiliated, this boy must die!" said the old goat in a cold voice.
"Ling Xiao, the Purple Moon Clan is an ally of our Dragon Clan. This boy dares to launch a sneak attack on the Great Elder, so he is the mortal enemy of our Dragon Clan!" The unscrupulous Taoist sneered.
"Ling Xiao, you are the invincible chosen one. This bastard is not even worthy of carrying your shoes. Kill him!" Long Xiaoxiao shouted.
The four of them had an expression of righteous indignation on their faces, and each of them looked extremely genuine as they cheered for Ling Xiao.
Even though Zhao Ritian knew that Old Goat and others were distracting the Purple Moon Clan's attention, he still felt extremely depressed.
Bastard, do you really think that I can’t beat Ling Xiao
If it wasn't for the Yin Ziyue Clan, I would have beaten Ling Xiao into a pig's head!
Zhao Ritian was holding his breath in his heart, but on the surface he looked extremely miserable, and even his eyes revealed a hint of fear and hesitation.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but admire Zhao Ritian's acting skills from the bottom of his heart.
(End of this chapter)