Dead!
Xiao Changfeng and Emperor Wu were directly crushed to death by this huge palm?
At this moment, both the White Emperor in the sky and everyone around Kyoto were shocked.
Xiao Changfeng broke through the siege and rescued Emperor Wu.
I thought the scale of victory would tilt towards Xiao Changfeng.
But this thousand kilometer sized palm destroyed everything.
Xiao Changfeng and Emperor Wu.
These two important people.
Qi Qi was crushed.
This... How possible!
On everyone''s face, there is a thick disbelief!
They couldn''t believe that Xiao Changfeng, who had shown various means before, would die like this.
But no one doubts the power of this palm.
A kilometer sized palm.
And it''s not a Reiki palm.
Such means, in the presence, only one person can exert.
That is
"Zhenwu saint!"
Thinking of this, the White Emperor trembled all over and his scalp burst!
And everyone''s eyes are also looking at the ground.
I saw it under the palm of my hand.
A familiar figure appears in everyone''s vision.
It is the sage of Zhenwu.
But at this time, the saint Zhenwu looked a little embarrassed.
His long hair, which was cast like gold, was stained with dust.
The strong body is also green and purple.
The corners of his mouth even exuded a wisp of blood.
The whole person breathed heavily and his breath was unstable.
The power of the cursed soul is too strong.
Even if he is the strength of the sage realm, he can''t resist it.
Fortunately, he finally carried it.
"No, the effect of cursed soul is over!"
Wu Changsheng''s face suddenly changed and his eyes showed horror.
In the presence, except Xiao Changfeng, only he knows the soul of curse best.
Although the soul of this curse is strong.
But Xiao Changfeng''s current strength is too weak.
Even with the soul of Xiao DILIN, he cast 18 curses.
But it can only affect Zhenwu sage for a while.
Don''t talk about Tu Sheng.
You can''t even seriously hurt him.
And now.
Obviously, the effect of the curse soul has weakened, and the Zhenwu saint has recovered.
"Zhenwu saint!"
High above the sky, the battle of the White Emperor four also stopped temporarily.
Bai Di, Ziyun Laozu, Xue Feixian, Yan Di
At this moment, the eyes of all people in the sky and underground gathered on the Zhenwu saint.
White hot war, strange pause.
Very quiet!
"I''m careless. I didn''t expect that he had the art of curse, which almost hurt my seat!"
The saint Zhenwu shook his head and was terrified.
Although he knew Xiao Changfeng was an immortal.
But he doesn''t think Xiao Changfeng has the ability to hurt himself.
After all, the gap between the martial arts realm and the sage realm is like the gap between heaven and earth.
But this time, the soul of the curse taught him a lesson.
You can''t be too careful in the face of an immortal.
If Xiao Changfeng is like him, he is a saint.
I''m afraid the soul of the curse alone can drive him out of his wits.
"It is this kind of power, which is very similar to the master. I must get such power!"
In addition to palpitations, there is more excitement and greed.
The power of the cursed soul made him more eager to get the method of cultivating immortals.
"My Lord, Hong Sixi rebelled and killed yu''er. Please avenge yu''er!"
A cry full of hate sounded.
I saw the queen kneeling in the air, with tears on her face and sad eyes.
Yuer?
When the saint Zhenwu glanced, he saw a blood stained swaddling clothes in the ruins.
That''s the dead yu''er!
Cluck!
Hearing the Queen''s words, everyone around trembled.
Zhenwu saint''s own child died?
When it''s over, Zhenwu sage will be angry.
Who can stop it?
"Hong Sixi, this seat has treated you well. Why did you betray this seat?"
Zhenwu Saint turned his head and his eyes fell on Duke Hong.
His eyes had no hatred or anger.
But it''s even more frightening.
However, father-in-law Hong looked calm and had clear eyes.
Facing the powerful and invincible Zhenwu sage.
Face the former master.
He had no fear at all.
"In those years, you saved me, brought me into the palace and taught me martial arts. I remember this kindness."
Father Hong spoke calmly.
The faint voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if it had opened a section of past history.
"Over the years, I''ve listened to you and lived and died for you. I think this kindness is almost enough."
"This time, I just want to follow my heart and live for myself!"
Duke Hong threw the steel gun in his hand and pointed it at the Zhenwu saint.
The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he goes!
This moment.
Father Hong shows an unprecedented temperament.
It was the honor of a scholar to die for his confidant.
That''s an emotion that ordinary people can''t feel all their life.
There was silence.
He looked at father Hong with complicated eyes.
"Well, since you want to live for yourself, this seat will be as you wish!"
Zhenwu sage nodded and looked indifferent.
"Betrayer, there is only one way out!"
Shua!
Zhenwu sage bent his fingers and shot.
A golden light shot out and went straight to father Hong.
The golden light is like a sword, and the power of terror directly tears the air.
Along the way, a mysterious black line emerged.
"Void crack!"
Looking at the mysterious black line, the White Emperor exclaimed.
This golden light is so strong that even the space is cut.
It is conceivable that if it falls on people.
Will kill in an instant.
The power of saints.
Too strong.
"War!"
Feel the strength of this golden light and the look of father Hong, which is also unprecedented dignified.
But he did not regret, nor did he choose to retreat.
Instead, he grasped the steel gun, inspired the spirit of heaven and earth, and hit it with all his strength.
Boom!
Father Hong''s aura surged all over, and the steel gun in his hand burst into bright white light.
Like a silver dragon.
For a moment, the steel gun was like a dragon, stabbing out a 30 meter long gun awn, trying to resist the golden light.
This is the full blow of father Hong.
It is also a blow from his heart to say goodbye to the past and follow his heart.
After this blow, regardless of victory or defeat, he will completely draw a line with Zhenwu sage.
"Overestimate your strength!"
Zhenwu sage sneered.
Immediately in the incredible eyes of everyone.
The thirty meter long gun awn, like paper paste, was stabbed by the golden light.
Then the golden light castration did not decrease.
In the blink of an eye, it hit the steel gun.
Click!
Click!
The semi sacred steel gun in father Hong''s hand was facing the golden light.
But it didn''t work.
It''s only a second from the tip to the tail.
It is completely broken, turned into iron filings and scattered in all directions.
Pooh!
After breaking the steel gun, Jin Guang directly pierced father Hong.
Suddenly blood filled the sky.
The figure of Duke Hong can''t bear the power of golden light.
Fly straight backwards.
Boom!
Hundreds of buildings were pierced and a scratch of thousands of kilometers was pulled out on the ground.
As for the figure of Duke Hong, it was submerged by the ruins.
Quiet!
At this moment, the whole audience was silent.