From Prince Wuxin's point of view, there is no suspense in this contest between Emperor Xin and him.
The other party looked like Mo Li's cultivation base, but he was obviously not as good as Mo Li.
In addition to being a martial artist of the fifth-step Void Realm, Mo Li is also a powerful talisman master, which made his real strength at least reach the seventh-step Void Realm.
But the emperor in front of him didn't have the slightest fluctuation of mental power around him, he was really a warrior.
"What if I don't want to?"
The corner of Dixin's mouth curled into a cold arc.
"Then you are looking for your own death!"
Prince Wuxin yelled violently, and a figure rushed out.
An astonishing divine power erupted from Prince Wuxin's body.
Just as Ji Bokang said, what Prince Wuxin practiced was a set of imperial martial arts of the Longevity God Emperor.
In order to make a quick decision, he used Di Yuan Qian Zhan in Di Yuan Zhan as soon as he went into battle.
Prince Wuxin's wrist trembled, and the divine power instantly transformed into countless blades. The snow-white half-moon-shaped blade attacked the emperor in an outflanking manner.
Di Xin, who was in the middle of Di Yuan Qian Ren, didn't even move his eyelids, let alone dodge.
In fact, he has nowhere to hide.
Prince Wuxin's Di Yuan Qian Zhan attack was like a continuous tide, and thousands of divine power blades rushed towards him like moths with wings.
All of Huang Zhi's veins became anxious.
"Master, will he be all right? If not, we'll just admit defeat."
Xiao prisoner looked worriedly inside the restriction.
"Dixin will be fine."
Ye Lingyue has a kind of trust that is almost blind faith in her own man. Besides, it's all at this juncture. Winning or losing is no longer up to the little prisoner. Even if it wants to admit defeat, the old prisoner is afraid. Will not agree.
Out of the corner of Ye Lingyue's eyes, she glanced at Old Prisoner Tian, who had a serious face.
Within the restriction, Di Xin faced Qiandao Blade without any trace of fear in his eyes.
"Emperor's Sword Formation."
The divine power of the five-step Void Realm all over Emperor Shen's body quickly condensed.
But he saw his long hair flying, wisps of white hair-like divine power gushing out from his body.
Slowly, those strands of hair grew more and more, and quickly swelled, turning into sword energy.
The sword energy is like a fish swimming, swimming around Di Xin's body.
When Prince Wuxin's Di Yuanqian cut and bombarded him, those free sword qis rushed up bravely like a big fish swallowing a small fish.
Thousands of blades collided with the sword energy.
The fish-like sword qi was really like a school of fish, devouring Diyuan Qianren, but the sword qi swelled at an astonishing speed.
"What kind of martial art is that?"
Off the field, the Protoss and Huang Zhi were shocked when they saw this.
"It's not just martial arts, it's also mixed with formations. This person is a formation master. No wonder he is so confident that he will be able to defeat Prince Wuxin."
It was also the first time that Lao Prisontian saw this kind of sword formation that combined formation and martial arts.
"Sword array?"
Mo Li was also quite surprised, but the shock in his eyes soon subsided.
Even if the opponent has special sword formation martial arts, as long as Prince Wuxin uses that trick, the opponent may not get much benefit.
When Mo Li joined the Protoss faction, he originally aimed to be the leader.
But after accidentally seeing Prince Wuxin using Emperor Yuan Zhan, he changed his mind.
Prince Wuxin is inherited from the God Emperor of Longevity.
Thousands of years later, because of his old age, few people in later generations knew that the Emperor of Longevity was actually best at swordsmanship.
Few people have seen the sword technique of the lineage of the Longevity God Emperor.
Prince Wuxin has received this inheritance from the Longevity God Emperor.
There are four levels of saber techniques: entry level, advanced level, consummation level, and heaven-human level.
And Prince Wuxin, who has practiced swords for a hundred years, has reached the state of perfection not long ago. If he uses all his strength, the small sword array in front of him is no match at all.
While Mo Li was thinking, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
Prince Wuxin has also realized that the blade just now, only using the advanced Di Yuan Qian Zhan is not enough to repel the emperor.
"You forced me to do this. I didn't want to take your life at first."
Prince Wuxin's gaze sharpened, and the momentum around him changed again.
He gasped in his chest and abdomen, and Di Yuan Qianzhan, who had already been swallowed by Di Xin's sword energy in large quantities, quickly retreated as if covered with water.
The blade fell into his palm, condensed together, and the new blade was continuously compressed and condensed.
Behind Prince Wuxin, a round and a half moon slowly rose.
At this time, it is still daytime.
What a month!
That is not the moon, but the sword moon transformed by the energy of the blade.
Di Yuan Zhan cultivated to the perfection state, able to gather blades into a moon.
The moon blade is like a mountain, pouring down, under this knife, not to mention the human body, even the human soul, I am afraid that it will be blown away.
That kid is doomed.
The corner of Mo Li's mouth raised, as if he had seen the moment when Emperor Xin was defeated.
Inexplicably, he didn't like Emperor Xin, maybe it was because that person was comparable to him both in appearance and in strength.
But just when everyone thought that the outcome was decided... Di Yuan Zhan fell, only a short distance away from Di Xin.
The blade was about to split his body.
But the blade was missing, and the new figure was the figure, which disappeared.
"!"
Prince Wuxin's eyes narrowed.
When Emperor Xin's figure reappeared, he was already in midair.
His eyes were piercing, his throat moved, and he only heard an angry moan, piercing through the world.
Countless Youyu Sword Qi quickly condensed in mid-air, merging with Emperor Xin's figure into one.
"That is!"
Lao Prison Tian, Mo Li and the others looked at the sky at the same time.
Man and sword unite!
The realm of heaven and man!
A huge sword that lifted the sky broke through the air, and it slashed down horizontally with an astonishing momentum.
Like a giant ax breaking through the mountains.
When Emperor Xin's sword met Prince Wuxin's sword.
There was a sound of crashing and shattering.
The month broke open.
There was a bloodstain on Prince Wuxin's forehead, and the sword that held up to the sky stood majestically in front of him.
"you lose."
The sword, disappeared.
Emperor Xin stood in front of Prince Wuxin.
For a moment, Prince Wuxin couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a person or a sword.
A bloodstain appeared on Prince Wuxin's forehead.
"Human and sword are united, the realm of heaven and man, you have reached the realm of heaven and man."
Prince Wuxin seemed to have lost his soul, his previous self-confidence and domineering, just like Daoyue, was completely shattered by the giant sword of Qingtian.
He lost his soul and sat slumped on the ground. The pride of being the proud son of heaven was completely shattered at this moment.
Emperor Xin walked out of the restriction, and the restriction, in front of him, was judged as correct.
"Who are you?"
Mo Li stepped forward quickly, holding Prince Wuxin by his arm.
Emperor Xin raised his phoenix eyes, and he smelled a trace of familiar aura from Mo Li's body.
~ I will go to the annual meeting in a few days, and I will go out for the last time before the year. In order to keep updating, I am working hard to save the manuscript, and I will continue to double the monthly ticket cheekily~