Wutan ignored the shock and horror of the four people. With a divine light flashing in his eyes, he stared at the divine breath, and his fighting spirit soared!
Because he knew that a battle between the two was inevitable.
As if influenced by Wutan, a strong fighting spirit rose in Shenxi's body. Without saying a word, he turned around and crossed the void, appearing a hundred miles away.
Wu Tian looked down and said coldly: "Luo Chengyou, lend me the imperial soldiers!"
Luo Chengyou was still in a trance. Hearing these words, he suddenly came to his senses. Then, without any hesitation, he waved his hand. With a whoosh, the flaming sword pierced through the void and was caught in Wutan's hand.
The divine breath is very powerful and there are few rivals within the Hundred Dynasties period. This is the feeling that the divine breath gives Wutan, so he has to bring the flaming sword.
"I'll leave this to you guys to deal with it yourselves." After leaving these words, the power of wind gushed out, Wutan cut through the void, and in a few breaths he arrived at the location of the divine breath. He stood in the void and looked at it from afar.
"This battle comes earlier than I expected, but this is not a real battle, just treat it as the first time we compete with each other," Shenxi said with a calm expression and a calm tone, not surprised by the imperial weapon in Wutan's hand.
"What do you want to say?" Wutan had a blank expression on his face, but a hint of doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"You may already know what I want to say."
The divine breath did not give Wutan time to think carefully. He pointed his finger into the void and the power of fire gushed out. A raging flame immediately appeared, illuminating half the sky. With a wave of his hand, the flame rolled away like a tsunami!
In this void, waves of fire rolled, piercing through the sky, with an extremely mighty momentum!
"drink!"
With a low shout, Wutan's eyes shone with light, like two bright moons floating up and down. The man in front of him was a terrifying and powerful person. He did not dare to be careless at all. He used the celestial phenomena to copy his every move.
The same wave of flames swept across the sky and earth with a bang. The heaven and earth trembled, the void exploded, and the fire illuminated the earth, bringing a brief moment of light.
When the first one came into view, both of them took a step back.
Shenxi's pupils shrank. This was the first time he had a change of emotion from the beginning until now. The reason was that the opponent could actually use the same attacking and killing moves.
However, he has a combat power that surpasses the Son of God level, has his own pride, and is also conceited. He is not afraid of anyone at the same level, and he dares to fight even those who are in the initial stage of divine transformation.
"Fire burns everything. Fire is the origin of mankind. Fire represents the sky, the earth, and me!"
Shenxi's face was solemn, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. A real scorching sun gradually rose from behind him, illuminating the world. He was dressed in cold clothes, and as the sun rose, he looked like the God of Fire who had descended to the world, controlling the origin of fire!
Chirp...
As the sun rises, an illusion appears. A golden crow spreads its flaming wings and roars to the sky, trying to break free from the shackles and struggle against the scorching sun, but in the end it is in vain.
Although this was only an illusion, the ferocity was still overwhelming, the fire was so scorching that everything within a radius of fifty miles was reduced to ashes.
"I respect my parents and brothers, but I don't respect the heaven and the earth. I want to break the rules and achieve my own success!"
Wutan's fighting spirit soared to the sky, and he did not continue to use Wanhua Tianxiang. He did not have a deep hatred with Shenxi, but they had to be hostile to each other because of the grudges between the sects. However, it was undeniable that he had a respectable opponent, and Wutan had to fight with him with his own strength.
The power of fire surged, the flaming sword hummed and trembled, and it seemed that a god was gradually awakening inside. The mighty power was earth-shaking, tearing the void apart.
The imperial soldiers revived, the earth trembled, all things surrendered, Wutan's white hair flew in disorder, as if a god or demon had descended to the earth. His every move was filled with a trembling domineering aura. The flaming sword broke through the air, directly crushing large pieces of the void, and even the vast sky was trembling!
Even though the Fiery Sword has not fully revived, it is still unstoppable. It has no rivals in the Divine Transformation Period and can split mountains and rivers with one sword, crushing the scorching sun with a single blow. The Golden Crow inside it wails, telling of the pain in its heart, and finally disappears between heaven and earth.
"boom!"
A thousand-foot-long blade light broke free from the tip of the Fiery Sword and slashed down madly. Shen Xi's face was indifferent, and his figure flashed and he dodged calmly. The blade light struck the ground, and a thousand-foot-long peak was directly split in half and collapsed with a loud bang. Countless lives suffered a devastating disaster and died tragically on the spot!
"What a terrible two people! This kind of fight has already exceeded the scope of the Hundred Dynasties period." Luo Chengyou and the other three changed their expressions. The battle spread too widely, and a devastating disaster occurred within a radius of a hundred miles.
The people of Nanshan tribe and Tianyang tribe have withdrawn, and the battlefield moved to a farther place. Luo Chengyou and his four companions finally fought together. This was a game. The winner is the king, and the loser has only one way, which is death.
Therefore, the four of them tried their best and each move was fatal. No one dared to be careless, because one careless move would lead to destruction.
When the dust settled, Wu Tian and the other man could no longer see anything below them but the golden soil, which also looked dull and dim at this moment.
"The imperial army is extremely powerful, Brother Wutan, please don't revive too much," Shenxi reminded kindly.
"The Jueyin ruins have rules and restrictions, I dare not forget them. But you, feel free to use whatever means you have," Wutan said expressionlessly. With a wave of his hand, the flaming knife shot back into his hand, releasing astonishing power.
"There is no need to use all the means. This does not mean that I underestimate you, because now is not the right time. But since we have to fight, let's fight to our heart's content!" Shenxi smiled indifferently.
"Gold, indestructible, suppress!"
As soon as he spoke, the power of gold gushed out, and a mountain hundreds of feet high appeared. It was golden and shining brightly, with an extremely terrifying power, rolling in all directions like a tide.
Shenxi did not underestimate Wutan. On the contrary, he admired Wutan very much, so he used all his strength in every move. This was the respect of a strong man for a strong man. He pressed down hard with his big hand, the mountain sank, shattered the void, and fell down with a roar.
"I am known as the Son of Heaven. Who dares to suppress me? Who can suppress me?"
"clang..."
The flaming sword hummed and shone brightly. Wutan's eyes were as fast as lightning and he was extremely domineering. His fighting spirit reached the sky, as if he wanted to destroy the sky. He displayed his invincible style and faced the enemy head-on.
With one strike of the sword, gods and demons were annihilated, nothing could stop them, the golden mountains collapsed, and light rain fell like heavy snow, coating the sky with a layer of gold, which was extremely beautiful.
However, these rains of light concealed a huge danger. As the divine breath pointed out, each ray of light burst into infinite light and transformed into sharp blades, which surrounded Wutan. The piercing edge made people hundreds of miles away shudder.
clang...
Holding the flaming knife, Wutan was like a god of war, ferocious and invincible, crushing large pieces of light rain with ease. In the end, he was still injured, with several blood marks on his skin. The bright red blood drops were like blood diamonds, flashing with divine light!
His physical body had reached perfection, and coupled with his frequent drinking of monkey wine and his previous swallowing of the innate spiritual veins of the ancient scorpion, his blood was extremely precious, comparable to elixir.
The legendary man who defies the heavens breaks the shackles of heaven and earth, leaps over the dragon gate, transcends the order of heaven, his flesh and blood are comparable to the treasures of gods, a drop of his blood is enough to kill a strong man of the same level, and he also has the magical effect of growing flesh on bones.
Although Wu Tian has not reached this step yet, he is working hard, and his flesh and blood are also working hard to transform.
"Brother Wu's physical body is unique in the world. I am looking forward to your breakthrough to the Hundred Dynasties period. When the time comes, you must promise me that you will fight me with your physical body. If you are defeated, I will die without regrets." His divine aura was extraordinary, with a rare kind of emptiness, like an immortal, transcendent and otherworldly.
However, Wutan could clearly see a hint of loneliness, melancholy, and helplessness in his expression, as if there was something on his mind, or some unresolved worry.
"Life is unpredictable. Maybe one day I can really break the shackles of fate, free my body and mind, and return to myself. If I don't do it, I will be making wedding clothes for others, while I will fall into the abyss."
Shenxi looked up at the night sky, with indescribable emotions in his eyes, even brighter than before, as if the world had lost its luster because of him.
"Come on, if you can withstand my last blow, I will give you a big gift." This emotion came quickly and went away even faster. His eyes lit up, his slender fingers stretched out, and the four elemental forces gushed out and merged together to condense into a golden giant sword.
Wutan's pupils suddenly shrank, he never expected that the divine breath was actually the four spiritual bodies, wood, fire, earth, and gold. Generally speaking, two spiritual bodies are already very rare, three spiritual bodies are one in a million, not to mention four spiritual bodies, which are simply rare!
The giant sword of the Creation of Heaven was like a huge peak, rising into the sky, shining with light, illuminating the land of 100,000 miles, with a terrifying momentum. And in the giant sword, a very vague shadow gradually appeared, like a ferocious beast, with a pair of scarlet eyes on its head, full of endless hatred and resentment, and the target it was looking at was Wu Tian.
An unprecedented crisis swept in from the depths of his soul, and the blood in his body flowed out of his pores uncontrollably. Wutan stared at the beast's shadow, feeling palpitations and fear for the first time, as if he had met a natural enemy.
“So familiar…” This beast shadow felt very familiar to Wutan, as if he had seen it somewhere before and felt there was some connection, but he couldn’t remember it for a moment.
"clang clang..."
The flaming sword trembled continuously, and its momentum gradually soared until it reached the half-step divine transformation stage. The ruins had rules, humans could not break through to the divine transformation stage, and the same was true for the imperial soldiers. If the power completely reached the divine transformation stage, it would be harmonized and destroyed.
"The brave are invincible. In my Wu Tian's dictionary, there is no word for fear."
Wutan muttered, and the fear in his heart disappeared, replaced by endless fighting spirit. Even though he knew he could not win, he would fight to the end without retreating, and did not want to leave any shadow in his heart.
A sword shadow as tall as the sky appeared, facing the giant sword of creation from afar. Like Wujitian and the other two, they were conceited and arrogant, and no one wanted to fall behind. The invisible momentum was like a tsunami, crashing forward madly.
Before it even started, a powerful airflow swept in all directions, affecting the area within a radius of 500 miles. The entire Tianyang tribe was as fragile as tofu, and it collapsed in an instant and was razed to the ground.
The people fighting in the distance all looked pale, blood was flowing from all their orifices, they had suffered extremely serious injuries, and retreated in panic.
"This stunning battle is destined to become a legend of the Fifth Heaven and be recorded in the annals of history. Wu Tian and his companion will be famous for all eternity."
As Luo Chengyou retreated, he looked at the two god-like men. Throughout the history of the Seventh Heaven, such battles have been very rare. Whenever there has been one, it will undoubtedly become a myth.
(End of this chapter)