"Xuan Emperor!!!" Fang Lin exclaimed, while blood spurted out, his expression became as ferocious as a wild beast.
The person driving the golden chariot was none other than Emperor Xuan. He sacrificed the Ancient Flame God Lamp to fight against the Giant Turtle Demon King. At the same time, he also saw the fight happening deep in the Fierce Mountain.
Seeing that his son was about to be defeated, Emperor Xuan could not sit idly by and took action forcefully. He shouted and drove Fang Lin away, which also caused Fang Lin to be seriously injured and his body almost collapsed.
Even though it was just Emperor Xuan's shout, it still contained the incomparable majesty of a strong man in the spiritual bone realm. Fang Lincai was just a small Tianyuan, so naturally he couldn't withstand this pressure.
If Fang Lin's physical body hadn't exceeded its limit and reached an extremely abnormal level, coupled with the protection of the Qilin suit, Emperor Xuan could have easily killed Fang Lin with just one shout.
This is an unimaginably huge gap. Even if Fang Lin has three heads and six arms, in the eyes of a strong man like Emperor Xuan, he is just an extremely weak ant.
Fang Lin fell to the ground, covered in his blood, and even the ground was dyed red with blood.
However, Fang Lin did not give in. Even though the bones of his legs had been shattered, he still stood up stubbornly and glared at Emperor Xuan with his eyes.
"Unbridled!!!" shouted again. Emperor Xuan was like a lofty god, disdainful of taking action against such a weak being like Fang Lin. He wanted to use his majesty to kill Fang Lin in the next life.
This is a kind of contempt and a sign of extreme strength.
"Xuan Emperor! How dare you!!!" At this moment, the giant turtle demon king roared, and the girl in red skirt standing on its shell suddenly moved and rushed directly in front of the golden chariot.
Emperor Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be very afraid of the girl in the red dress. As soon as he turned his hand, a shocking palm mark was struck towards the girl in the red dress.
The girl in the red dress had an extremely indifferent expression, and with her erratic figure, she easily avoided Emperor Xuan's palm.
"You want to show off your power in front of this emperor with just a trace of your remaining strength?" Emperor Xuan shouted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, with golden light shining all over.
Buzz!
The golden light surged out like a big net, sweeping towards the girl in the red dress.
The shadow of a long sword appeared in the hand of the girl in the red dress. Looking carefully, it was the bloody long sword owned by Fang Lin.
However, what Fang Lin had was a real bloody sword, and what the girl in the red dress was holding was an illusory sword.
There is no entity, just a sword energy that has survived from ancient times. Like the girl in the red dress herself, they are both unreal.
But even so, when the phantom of the bloody sword appeared, the whole world changed color, red clouds gathered, and the sky seemed to be burned with blood.
This scene can be seen by warriors from all over the Xuan Kingdom.
Fang Lin looked at this scene with an extremely moved expression. The bloody sword in the Jiugong bag kept buzzing, seeming to echo the illusory sword in the hand of the girl in the red dress.
"Behead!" A cold voice sounded, and the girl in the red dress suddenly waved the illusory sword in her hand at Emperor Xuan.
boom! ! ! !
A sword energy that seemed to have cut off Tianyu roared out, carrying an unstoppable momentum, heading straight towards Emperor Xuan.
"Tai Xuan Tian Kung!" Emperor Xuan jumped up from the golden chariot and used his most powerful martial art.
I saw the inner energy surging out like a boundless ocean, and under the operation of Taixuan Tiangong, it turned into complex and mysterious marks.
The sword energy struck, and as soon as Emperor Xuan waved his hand, the marks disappeared densely.
This was an unimaginable confrontation. Everyone present was stunned. Even figures such as the Demon Suppressor King and the Sea Prince felt that their breathing was about to stop.
Silver Fox was hiding deep in the fierce mountain, with a look of fear in his eyes, and he did not dare to show his head at all.
The terrifying air waves swept across in all directions, and many monsters died miserably under the air waves.
Some warriors were also affected and died on the spot.
A large section of the extremely thick wall of Demon Town City also collapsed, and the entire city was crumbling, as if an earthquake had occurred.
"Is this the real strong man?" Some warriors murmured to themselves, their faces pale. This level of duel was completely different from the martial arts they were familiar with. The level gap was really too big.
Only the truly strong are qualified to talk about martial arts. The weak can only stand low and look up silently, becoming cannon fodder that can perish at any time in the battle between the strong.
Emperor Xuan is still like the sun, standing in the sky, wearing a golden dragon robe, an emperor's crown on his head, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face is 67% similar to Zhou Yishui. Although he is Zhou Yishui's father, he is not Zhou Yishui's father. He doesn't look very old, he looks like he is only in his thirties, and he is still handsome and handsome.
The sword of the girl in the red dress was not able to hurt him, but it still made Emperor Xuan feel a little shocked.
Because Emperor Xuan had just used the Taixuan Heavenly Technique, even if he still had some reservations, he basically used his full strength.
But under such circumstances, the sword of the girl in the red skirt also made Emperor Xuan's blood surge, and his palms even hurt.
In fact, Emperor Xuan was injured, and a wound was opened on his palm. However, Emperor Xuan's physical body was already otherworldly, and such flesh injuries would recover in the blink of an eye.
"I haven't been injured in many years." Emperor Xuan said indifferently. He looked at his palm and saw a faint red mark, which was basically blurred and invisible.
"Old monster, do you want to protect this young man?" Emperor Xuan looked at the giant turtle monster king and said coldly.
The giant turtle demon king snorted, and the marks on the turtle shell appeared and disappeared. He said to Emperor Xuan: "You can't move this child."
"What if I insist on moving? Can you stop me?" Emperor Xuan looked at Fang Lin with a hint of joking.
Fang Lin felt like he was hit hard again, blood spurted out, and there was a sound of bones breaking inside his body.
This was Emperor Xuan trying to suppress Fang Lin with force. He did not take any action, but just relied on his eyes to suppress Fang Lin.
Not letting Fang Lin die, but also humiliating Fang Lin.
Click!
The bones in Fang Lin's legs were completely broken. Under normal circumstances, he would have fallen to his knees, unable to maintain his balance.
But Fang Lin refused to kneel down. Even though his body was dripping with blood, he still did not surrender to Emperor Xuan.
"Fang Lin! You are just an ant! You are destined to surrender to me! Look at how embarrassed you are! Hahahahaha!" Zhou Yishui laughed wildly, losing the majesty of the prince of a country and looking even more insane.
Fang Lin gritted his teeth, not paying attention to Zhou Yishui's shouting, and stared at Emperor Xuan with his eyes.
"If I don't die today, your Xuan Kingdom will never have peace!"...