Although the status of the Holy Martial Emperor was lofty and very important to Long Chen, if Feng Zhilin had to exchange her life and foundation for it, he felt it was not worth it at all.
In fact, in his heart, he and Feng Zhilin were always equal, and it was not as strange as Feng Zhilin imagined. Long Chen didn't know that a woman's thoughts would be so baffling.
He only thought that Feng Zhilin was fighting for herself.
that's enough.
Let the past grudges disappear.
Seeing her face getting paler and paler, her body even shaking, Long Chen bit his lip and couldn't help but take action.
However, taking action herself would mean that Feng Zhilin would admit defeat and her efforts would be in vain.
At that moment, Long Chen felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, especially when he looked at Ye Futu across from him with a smile on his face. He wanted to blow up this harmless face, and of course, the Master of Hanwu Palace.
Also, Yang Chen.
Long Chen even saved this guy's life twice, but he didn't expect him to show any sign of it.
He even threatened that even ten of himself would not be his opponent...
Judging from today's performance, if this is Yang Chen's nature, Long Chen feels that he no longer needs to be polite.
Just when everyone thought Feng Zhilin was about to strangle and crush the demonic Yang Chen, Long Chen became alert.
At first, he thought Feng Zhilin was going to win.
After all, she used a Taoist weapon with five Taoist patterns.
But why didn't the divine Yang Chen take action? He could clearly harass Feng Zhilin.
Even if he knew that Feng Zhilin knew the Wizard of Oz and he couldn't catch her, he didn't have to just wait for death calmly.
The only possibility is that he has a backup plan.
Thinking of this, Long Chen was shocked. He became vigilant. The ancient blood prison array had been quietly spread out, and he was waiting for the moment when the divine Yang Chen took action, so that he could move to Feng Zhilin's side.
"die."
The wind dragon tendons roared crazily, rolled violently, and completely strangled the demonic Yang Chen. Feng Zhilin was shaking, but showed a relieved smile. The next moment, the wind dragon tendons headed towards the divine Yang Chen.
As long as he is strangled, he will win.
For this reason, she still persisted.
"Are you the only one who has a Taoist weapon?"
At this moment, the divine Yang Chen suddenly said something coldly.
When the demonic Yang Chen disappeared, the divinity in him also disappeared, turning into Yang Chen's original appearance.
When he said those words, the power of Nirvana swept through his body, forming a fighting vortex, surrounding him, and the purest fighting power swept around him.
"Cangtian Overlord Sword."
Before Yang Chen's Taoist weapon was revealed, someone already mentioned its name.
A golden dawn soared into the sky, shining extremely brightly. The dazzling light that made people unable to guard against it made everyone subconsciously close their eyes.
For those with poor cultivation, their eyes will sting even more.
Long Chen noticed a flash in front of his eyes, and a golden sword, nearly two meters long, appeared in Yang Chen's hand. Yang Chen held the sword with both hands, his martial spirit erupted, and the wild sand swept towards the surroundings.
The Cangtian Overlord Sword is engraved with ancient patterns, with a total of five Taoist patterns. It has a rich temperament. Although it is a medieval Taoist weapon, it has a long history.
The rich history brings an astonishing accumulation of power. As soon as the Cangtian Overlord Sword came out, Feng Long Jin met his opponent and quickly drew more power from Feng Zhilin.
Feng Zhilin screamed in pain.
The appearance of the Cangtian Overlord Sword made her extremely unwilling.
It turns out that the fruits of victory are in one's own hands, but they are about to be lost.
"No, absolutely not. I can't lose. If I lose, he will lose too."
This obsession made Feng Zhilin overdraw again and again, and even her appearance began to age.
"You have no role to interfere today, go down quickly." Yang Chen shouted loudly, and the Cangtian Overlord Sword slashed wildly, and a domineering golden dazzling sword shot out, instantly splitting the wind dragon's tendons and flying out. Feng Zhilin's power is completely unable to control this wind dragon tendon.
But Feng Zhilin was still not convinced. She was even confused, but she still gritted her teeth.
This perseverance has moved everyone.
"You don't know whether to live or die, do you think I will be polite?" Yang Chen shouted angrily, showing no mercy, and struck out with another sword, intending to cut Feng Zhilin in half.
At this moment, the results have been determined.
Long Chen used the Ancient Blood Prison Array, spread it out in an instant, and reborn with blood. He appeared behind Feng Zhilin, grabbed her already soft waist, and took her out.
This incident interrupted the battle between the two.
Yang Chen seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, put away the Taoist weapon, and looked at Long Chen quietly.
Long Chen took Feng Zhilin and quietly landed on the ground under the gaze of everyone.
The scene was completely silent.
"Let me go, I haven't lost yet..." She almost risked her life, but still got the result of failure. Feng Zhilin's eyes were filled with tears. She struggled, trying to break away from Long Chen's embrace. .
"That's enough." Long Chen held her down, with a stern look in his eyes, and said, "Feng Zhilin, I have never asked you to risk your own life. Recognize your own limits. This is not the time to risk your life."
This sentence made her gradually wake up. She shook her head quickly and said: "No, I know very well that I have to do this."
Although Long Chen was moved, she also made her angry. He held the other person down and growled in a low voice: "Get back here, I can do my own thing well. I'm very grateful that you can fight for me, but no matter what How about it? If you put your life on the line, it would be disrespectful to me. If I want you to die, what did I do to save you? Was it in vain? Everyone's life is their own. You must have the energy to take care of it. Think about it for yourself, don't you want to go back and see what will happen to your future life if you die here?"
Actually, Long Chen didn't want to say so much.
But he felt guilty.
After saying these words, Feng Zhilin smiled and said: "So you are a selfish person. Why can you risk your life to fight for these things? For a woman in the Sword Soul Emperor Palace, I don't have this." What about the qualifications..."
At this point, she suddenly shut her mouth, because she knew that her relationship with Long Chen was obviously different from that of Long Chen and Ling Xi, so she quickly changed her words: "Forget it, I lost today, there is nothing to say. , I still owe you a favor, I’ll just pay it back next time.”
Long Chen took a deep breath. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know how to say them out. Finally, he said helplessly: "Don't worry about anything else, just heal your injuries. I want to hit someone."
There was no room for negotiation, so he sent Feng Zhilin to Lin Junyao's side, and then headed towards Yang Chen in full view of everyone.
Feng Zhilin was defeated.
It is no longer possible for Long Chen to obtain Emperor Shengwu.
The Holy Martial Emperor is already 100% the little Martial God Yang Chen.
After learning the news, a commotion broke out among the crowd.
Some people celebrate, and some don't give in.
However, everyone's attention was quickly attracted by the battle between Long Chen and Yang Chen. Even though the Shengwu Emperor had decided, they still had to fight, and even the flames of war were raging. Whether it was Long Chen or Xiao Martial God, Everyone saw the flames of war burning in their eyes.
The atmosphere became extremely heavy and filled with the smell of gunpowder.
As these two top young geniuses approached, everyone had to stay away from the battle. They always felt that there were real beasts living in the bodies of these two people.
No one spoke.
Feng Zhilin stood firm and stared blankly at Long Chen's back.
She was a little confused. Could it be that Long Chen was angry for her own sake? It seemed that she hadn't seen Long Chen angry for a long time.
There is a saying that goes like a crowning prince, a flash of anger is the beauty of beauty.
Can I be considered a beauty myself?
Of course, Feng Zhilin had never thought about the love between children. She felt that she would never have such a relationship with Long Chen in her life. Maybe there was only hatred and competition, but also human kindness and affection, but all of this was related to True love has no connections.
But maybe, being a confidante or something is not a bad idea.
Anyway, Feng Zhilin felt that she was destined to be lonely. She had seen through many things, so she never took her children's personal relationships to heart.
When the two genius warriors were about to fight, the master of the Hanwu Palace came out to interrupt. As if he was worried that everyone would forget him, he raised his head and announced loudly: "In the second battle, the little Martial God defeated Feng Zhilin with a strong force. With the current Judging from the situation, Xiao Wushen is already a veritable Holy Martial Emperor. There is no need to fight in the last battle. Let us cheer for Xiao Wushen's victory. From today on, he will be our little emperor. One day , he will soon command hundreds of millions of disciples in the imperial palace and control the Zhenwu Imperial Domain, which has hundreds of millions of fertile lands."
Under the instigation of the Lord of Hanwu Palace, people belonging to Ye Futu's lineage cheered one after another.
The people on the other side had frosty faces and were unmoved.
"This is a historic one. Five thousand years later, our Zhenwu Emperor Palace has once again given birth to a Holy Martial Emperor. He is a martial arts genius and has won the hearts of the people. He is the most ideal and only Holy Martial Emperor in our minds. I firmly believe that he will be a qualified leader, let us chant his name, Yang Chen."
"Yang Chen."
"Little Emperor."
"Emperor Shengwu."
The Master of Hanwu Hall was greeting him, and it seemed to be very lively for a while.
But in fact, more than half of the people were focused on the confrontation between Long Chen and Yang Chen and ignored the Master of Hanwu Palace.
"I say, this battle is unnecessary. Anyway, Emperor Shengwu has already decided. In order to avoid someone being embarrassed, you can apply not to fight in this battle."
Lord Hanwu Hall raised his voice, looked at Long Chen with a joking expression, and said with a smile.
Long Chen stopped. This guy was like a fly, with no personality that matched his status. Long Chen looked at him coldly, and in the silence of the crowd, said: "When will you shut up your dog's mouth?" Come on, if you don’t bark a few times, you’ll be in a hurry. Can you get away from me? If you want to eat shit, go somewhere else and don’t bring the stench here.”