Territory Troubled Times - Chapter 1086: Zhuge's Nameless Sword!
"From the beginning, his opponent has been me!" Zhuge Wuming's words echoed in the forest for a long time.
Hua Feihua stood aside: "Now is not the time to show off. He is an opponent that none of us can defeat. You should understand this."
In the Tianfu Empire, Hua Feihua and Zhuge Wuming were among the top ten who were famous all over the world. However, after Hua Feihua's battle with Chen Tian ended in a draw, his world view changed.
In Hua Feihua's heart, what he wants most is to complete the final showdown with Chen Tian.
It was a pity that he had never had the chance. When he left the empire and came to the imperial dynasty, everything he saw was completely contrary to his previous understanding.
There are countless geniuses like him in this continent.
When the four great dynasties gathered together, he became even more aware of his own shortcomings, and was even no better than a frog in a well.
But because of this, the desire to become stronger constantly filled his heart.
But for Hua Feihua, perhaps today will be the end of his life.
The Blue Emperor Dynasty, ranked third, is known as the Cold-faced Man with Blood Pattern.
Yan Qing of the Yuanyang Emperor died in his hands, and his strange methods along the way caused the people around them to fall one after another.
This is an opponent that cannot be careless. If they are not careful, the price they have to pay is their lives!
"I'm not acting out of motivation, Hua Feihua. Now that you understand that we are not opponents, you understand even more clearly that there is not much difference between one person and two people. However, there is only the last half hour left in this hunting competition. As long as you can persist, you
You can advance to the next level alive!"
Zhuge Wuming's words echoed in Hua Feihua's ears.
"Wuming, you!" Hua Feihua's heart trembled because he heard Zhuge Wuming's determination to die from his words.
"Just think of it as repaying that guy's favor." Zhuge Wuming glanced in the direction of Xueluoxi and said in a deep voice.
"Wuchen?" Hua Feihua knew that Zhuge Wuming was rescued by Chen Tian during the imperial selection, but she didn't expect that he would be willing to die.
Hua Feihua couldn't understand: "We haven't reached this point yet. If we join forces, there might be hope."
"hope?"
At this moment, death-like words rang in his ears.
When Zhuge Wuming and Hua Feihua came back to their senses, blood patterns had already appeared in front of them, and their blood-colored eyes were staring at them, which was enough to make people feel frightened.
"not good!"
A fatal murderous intention strikes. In an instant, the sword in Zhuge Wuming's hand is swaying with light, as if it is flying gracefully. Leng Ran rises with the sword, starting a fierce battle!
"Sword twenty-one!"
As soon as Zhuge Wuming unleashed his domineering sword intention, he actually swung out a terrifying sword skill like Sword Twenty-One.
The sword light dispersed, but the blood-tattooed body made a mysterious turn. Only air waves echoed around him, and no one could be seen in the blink of an eye.
In order to delay time for his companions, Zhuge Wuming left no room, and in a daze, the light of his sword appeared!
"Let's go!" He shouted before he could turn around, and Zhuge Wuming's figure danced forward.
The sword chants suddenly, the wind howls, the figure is blurred, the pace is windy, the light crimson sword shadow is like a charm, like a dream like a ring!
"Phantom Sword Technique." Zhuge Wuming no longer held back, and the strongest sword rose in response. The sword came out to kill people, the shadows and lights were chaotic, the sword energy condensed, and the moves were even more amazing.
The blood lines were unable to retreat, and he was forced to be unable to fight back. For a moment, Zhuge Wuming actually had the upper hand!
"Come on, are you going to waste the time Zhuge Wuming bought for us? If he dies, I, Xiao Jiuge, will level the blue for him. Now, what we have to do is to live. There is no way for the dead to do it for him.
Revenge!" Xiao Jiuge shouted, his figure floating like the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jiutian Xuannv and Xue Luoxi nodded and ran away at the same time, as fast as thunder!
Hua Feihua stared at the figure in the fierce battle, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist.
"Damn it." He fled in the face of battle, and Hua Feihua regarded it as a shame in life.
After Zhuge Wuming saw them leaving, he showed a reassuring smile. This may be the last battle in his life. He vowed to kill the enemy in front of him for the sake of justice.
The flying stone chips and the swirling dust declare the battle between hatred and swords. They will fight to the death. The swords will be drawn out, and the fight will be fierce. No matter how deep the unwillingness or reluctance is, there will be more and more ruthless counterattacks to the death.
The sword intent exploded, instantly turning into a sky-high sword seal and falling down. With a bang, the whole forest was shaken by a sky-shattering sword swing.
When everything became calm, only endless smoke of gunpowder was left filling the air.
A hint of sneer flashed across Zhuge Wuming's face: "Sure enough, it's useless."
He struck with all his strength, but his opponent remained motionless.
Xue Wen's cold cheek, his eyes without any emotion at all, walked step by step from the pit of the sword mark: "When you find that you can't defeat me, running away is your wisest choice."
"Enough!" Zhuge Wuming shouted: "When I left the empire, I had made all preparations. Even death, I have thought about it."
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Xue Wen's cold eyes actually made Zhuge Wuming tremble.
But soon, he regained his firm expression. This was not the time for fear and cowardice. Since he chose to draw his sword against the blood pattern, it already showed that he had the consciousness of death!
"Is it worth dying for them?" The blood lines were extremely cold.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. Maybe my death today is insignificant, but who knows what will happen in the future." Chen Tian's words that day have infected the entire Tianfu Empire to this day.
"Everyone is destined to die? It may be lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai. Very good, very good. How do you feel to say such a thing?" There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the cold-faced man.
"This is not what I said, but I believe you will meet the person who said this." Zhuge Wuming said coldly.
Hearing this, the cold-faced man looked stern: "Oh, the person who said this also participated in the imperial competition and is also a member of your Tianfu Empire. If he is your Tianfu Empire, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see him again."
The three great imperial dynasties have united together, and the Tianfu Empire is just a mere vassal state, and only death is waiting for them.
Xue Wen did not worry about those who left, because he could not let them escape.
For him, defeating Zhuge Wuming was just something that happened overnight.
"Yes, he did participate in the competition. He will not die." Zhuge Wuming said with great determination.
"This conversation is over. For the sake of your courage, I can let you choose a decent way to die." Xue Wen said coldly.
"No need." Zhuge Wuming unleashed the most powerful sword intent in his life. The sword energy soared into the sky, echoing in the sky, and the entire night sky was rendered into endless sword intent.
"Why bother? You should understand that you are no match for me. Our dimensions are too different." Endless blood poured out the moment the words fell.
The overwhelming aura of the sea of blood blocked the moonlight and drowned the sword light.
In just a moment, it overshadowed Zhuge Wuming's momentum.
Just this powerful aura made Zhuge Wuming tremble all over, and even the hand holding the sword trembled.
"This is the power of domain!" Zhuge Wuming never thought that there is domain above will. Maybe he can reach this level in the future, but now everything is over.
His life will end here.
"Father, I'm sorry, I couldn't fulfill your expectations." Zhuge Wuming was the strongest genius of the Mingjian Sect, but now he is about to die.
Although full of unwillingness and resentment, this is fate.
But he must not die so easily. Only a short moment has passed. If it ends like this, then what he leaves behind will be meaningless.
In a dazed moment, many scenes appeared in Zhuge Wuming's mind, from childhood to youth, from youth to youth, until now. He has left many regrets in his life, but he also has experiences that ordinary people have never had.
"It's time." The moment Zhuge Wuming was submerged by the sea of blood, his eyes burst out with terrifying light, which rushed straight into the Nine Heavens Sword Intent and destroyed the sea of blood!
Xue Wen's expression was solemn and full of horror.
"How is that possible!"
"Third of the Blue Emperor Dynasty, Blood Pattern, Zhuge Wuming of the Tianfu Empire will fight with you." Under the dark night, the sword light bloomed in the sky.
And the shouts that echoed in the hunting grounds were even more earth-shattering.
"What a terrifying sword light, Tianfu Empire? What is that!"
"He actually fought against the blood pattern and unleashed such terrifying sword intent. Is this the pinnacle of the will of the Ninefold Sword Dao?"
"It actually carries the power of half a domain, but under this powerful sword intention, there is a fleeting feeling hidden. It seems that the opponent of the blood pattern has been forced into a desperate situation, but the Tianfu Empire is
Unheard of."
Under the dark night, countless strong men were either surprised or shocked after hearing those loud words, but most of them commented on this battle.
South Gate Hunting Ground!
"Oh, Blood Mark, he is the third person in the Blue Emperor Dynasty, a genius with a special martial spirit and the power of Blood Mark," Yin Moli said.
"Hmph, I heard that the Xue family members are all mentally ill. Looking at the sword light, I'm afraid it will burn their essence and blood at the cost of death." The woman said coldly, not caring about their life or death at all.
"Although the Xue family is strong, the boundless sword will probably make that kid uncomfortable." Yin Moli looked at the sky and sneered at the corner of her mouth.
In the dark forest, a white shadow flew.
"This is Zhuge, the sword intent burns the essence and blood, you bastard!" Zhuge Wuming is one of the ten heroes of the empire. Even though this title has existed in name only, there is no doubt that Zhuge Wuming is powerful, but this cold-faced man's blood pattern makes him burn.
In a battle of essence and blood, this direction is just ahead.
"Wu Ming, you have to hold on."
…
In the place of fierce fighting, the flowers, plants and trees were instantly destroyed, and they were all cut into two by the powerful sword intention. When the chaotic sword intention turned into calm, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
But in the distance, there is a standing straight figure, reflected in the sky's sword light!
