"Hmph, you are so brazen!"

With a cold snort, Xin Wuqing didn't want to waste any more time and raised his knife to slash at the emperor's neck.

clang!

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Xin Wuqing's blood-stained sword had already been slashed on the emperor's neck.

But what he thought about, the scene of the emperor being beheaded, did not appear.

The other party still stood firmly in place, like a big tree rooted in the ground.

"What?"

Xin Wuqing was startled, and a sense of fear instantly filled his body.

He raised his head with a look of horror, and saw the emperor's pair of deep and unpredictable eyes, looking at him as if he were looking at a dead person.

"How, how is it possible?

I am a powerful ghost and god at the sixth level, so I should be the strongest here, so why can’t I chop off his head?”
Chapter completed!