The dark will of swordsmanship enveloped the entire location of Wangyue Pavilion, and the howling cold wind and deathly energy brought people only the fear that seeped into the depths of their souls.
"I won't give you another chance, the next blow will kill you!"
The shadow of death, the sound of killing, and as the young man's voice fell, a shocking murderous intention instantly filled the Wangyue Pavilion. The sword of darkness in Hun Yi's hand was actually Zheng Zheng's eye.
Zuo Qing is the third-ranked young genius in the Longwu Empire, and he possesses a rare type of martial spirit in the world. The ending should not be like this. They should be the ones who return home with full glory!
But at this moment, facing the young man's momentum, he felt in his heart that the sickle of death was swinging towards him. Death turned out to be so close to him.
He is Zuo Qing, the third-ranked man in the Longwu Empire. He still has such a promising future, is he going to die here?
The sword light of death bloomed in the darkness. As soon as the soul took a step, the endless aura of death emerged from his body. With every step he took, Zuo Qing's body and mind seemed to be trembling violently.
Hun Yi knew that this was the best opportunity to kill the opponent, and he would never show mercy. The moment the reborn martial soul was secretly operating, the sword in his hand burst into a dark color like ink.
The sword of death exudes the attribute of death. As long as it hits the opponent, even someone as strong as Zuo Qing will never be able to resist this power immediately.
The attribute of death will destroy his vitality in his body and extinguish his life.
What a terrifying power.
The crowd witnessed the blooming of the power of death, and the dark aura was frightening.
Zuo Qing stared head-on at the arrival of the sword intention. When he wanted to use the evil ghost's game to inflict damage on Hun Yi himself, he instinctively sensed a dangerous message in his mind.
He couldn't withstand this attack. Even his body at the martial arts level would never be able to block this attack. He would die.
Fear spread in Zuo Qing's heart, and he roared as if unwilling to give in, but at this time Hun Yi accelerated his pace.
As the sword intent approaches, the feeling of death becomes stronger.
The eyes of everyone in the Longwu Empire became solemn. It was the first time they saw a genius like Zuo Qing being forced into a desperate situation by a king.
If he could not resist the shocking sword intent in front of him, Zuo Qing would die.
Zuo Qing, who possesses a rare martial spirit in the Longwu Empire, will die on the battlefield of the Tianfu Empire. This may be an ending that even Prince Wu has never thought of.
"Death is as high as the sky, and death is just a thought!"
"not good."
The moment Hun Yi's sword intent fell, everyone including Prince Wu suddenly stood up. They felt the special power and special will contained in this force. This blow was too terrifying.
The sword intent surged, as if it was about to annihilate everything. The dark sword intent formed a terrifying whirlpool, swallowing up all life.
"No." At the moment of life and death, Zuo Qing instinctively unleashed all his power, and with a roar in his ears, dust and smoke filled the scene.
At the same time, a flash of dark sword light cut through the void and tore apart everything. The wind roared and everything seemed to be still. When the terrifying whirlwind of sword intent stopped, the two men once again fell into the eyes of the crowd.
Drop, drop.
There was a soft sound, and people saw a streak of bright red blood cut from Zuo Qing's heart. Under the moonlight, it looked like enchanting red blood.
However, what everyone did not expect was that Zuo Qing actually broke his promise at the last moment. He recovered his strength at the fifth level of the martial arts realm, withstood the attack forcefully, and at the same time played the evil ghost's game.
The fatal attack was transferred to Hun Yi's body.
There was a huge hole in Hun Yi's chest, and shocking scarlet blood flowed out.
"Shameless." Under the fighting platform, a crazy shout of war fell from the sky, and Ling Yi rushed towards the ring with a ferocious expression.
Almost at the same time, all the people from the Longwu Empire protected Zuo Qing.
Ling Yi's sword was blocked by them all.
"Bastard." It is endless and endless, and its vast power blooms in a shocking way.
Prince Wu's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward. An invisible hand actually wanted to kill Ling Yi. These two young men had amazing talents. If they continued to live, they would definitely become legends of the Tianfu Empire in the future.
If it can be strangled in the cradle at this moment, it will be lucky for the Longwu Empire.
The murderous intent suddenly exploded, perhaps sensing Prince Wu's will, the second son of the Longwu Empire's attack headed towards Ling Yi like a torrential rain.
Seeing this scene, Chen Nan burst out immediately, and a force of earth emerged, immediately separating them from Lingyi. At the same time, the second prince, the third prince, and the eighth prince stepped forward and stood on the Wangyue Pavilion battle platform with Emperor Longwu.
The people of the country are in conflict.
At this moment, everyone's face was filled with solemnity.
This is true even for Emperor Nalan and Xuan Xiao who are sitting here.
"Longwu Empire, not only do you not keep your promise, you dare to be arrogant at this moment. Our Tianfu Empire respects you because of the imperial dynasty, but you are too arrogant. Don't forget, this is Tianfu!" the second prince shouted.
He shouted violently, and in the next second, the entire imperial city was surrounded by the aura of the martial arts realm.
The divine guards surrounded this place almost instantly, and among the divine guards there were some powerful men who respected martial arts. At this moment, all the people of the Longwu Empire would have died here were all they needed was an order from the second prince.
"You deserve to die." Ling Yi's eyes were red and his blood was boiling.
Zuo Qing didn't keep his promise, and finally used the power of Zunwu, and the damage rebounded. The power of a thought of death hit the first level of heavenly power with the attribute of death. It was impossible to survive such damage.
Lingyi roared.
The crowd was shocked when they saw the miserable scene in front of them. The young man's terrifying power of will and his strength were recognized by everyone. If this soul is given a few years, who knows what will happen in the future?
But now, he is going to die here.
At the same time, inside the Star Trace Tower.
Chen Tian, who was meditating quietly, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chen Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and a surge of anger burst out: "The martial soul was injured? What happened?"
But no matter what happens, there are very few people at the same level who can hurt Hun Yi.
Thinking of this, Chen Tian's figure disappeared into the Star Trace Tower like a bolt of thunder.
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"Shameless."
On the imperial Wangyue Pavilion battle stage, Chen Nan boiled with anger: "Is this the genius of your Longwu Empire?"
At this moment, facing the abuse and clamor from the people of the Tianfu Empire, everyone in the Longwu Empire turned pale. It was indeed their fault in this matter.
"Zuo Qing just missed for a moment. This is just the instinct of a human being when facing danger. Moreover, Zuo Qing did not directly kill the boy. The boy died under his own martial arts." Even in the face of everyone's questioning.
, Prince Wu said still looking relaxed.
"Asshole, we made an agreement before the duel. Shouldn't your Longwu Empire give us an explanation?" Chen Nan was furious.
"Your Majesty, we must never let them leave our Tianfu Empire!" Chen Nan raised his head and looked at Emperor Nalan, his expression even more confrontational.
Emperor Nalan also frowned at this moment.
"Zuo Qing must die, the battle is not over yet!" However, just when people thought it was all over, a cold voice came from the platform.
When people heard this voice, they turned around suddenly, and their whole bodies were trembling at that moment.
His heart was gone, but the boy was still standing where he was. He was not dead yet.
Not dead.
When people saw Hun open his mouth, they all took a breath of cold air.
He was still alive despite being so seriously injured.
At this moment, everyone in the empire was not only stunned, but even Emperor Nalan had a hint of joy on his face. It was lucky for the Tianfu Empire that such a young genius did not die.
"Hun Yi, stop fighting, your strength has reached its limit!" Ling Yi used the power of life to pull him back from the edge of death, but Hun Yi's condition was already extremely bad at this moment. If he continued to fight forcefully,
I'm afraid the soul baby won't be able to hold on and will explode and die.
But during the birth of Hun Yi, he inherited Chen Tian's unyielding will and would never give up, admit defeat, or bow his head!
"This battle is not over yet." White smoke filled Hun Yi's body. His strength had reached its extreme. The power of regeneration and the power of life allowed him to recover from his wounds, but it emptied everything from his body.
source of power.
He can hardly even stand now, how can he still fight Zuo Qing?
"If you are a man, get out of here!" Hun Yi roared and took steps.
The crowd looked at his figure and felt frightened.
The blood-stained body, the angry anger, and the soul's words echoed in people's ears.
The sound is the trembling sound that invades the heart, the blood is the hot tears splashing into the eyes, and the bloody hole in the heart symbolizes the persistence of never giving up. The stable figure clearly makes it difficult to even support walking, but he still
Standing.
The young man's enthusiasm made everyone present feel shocked!
Seeing the same scene, Zuo Qing was shocked, but as a man, how could he shrink back at this moment? A strong man with a dignified martial arts realm was despised by King Wu. It was about a man's dignity, how could he not fight?
"If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!" Zuo Qing stood up and the crowd left the fighting platform to them.
But the people in the Tianfu Empire were holding their hands tightly, their palms covered in cold sweat. Hun Yi was already so injured that there was no way he could continue to fight.
On the other hand, Zuo Qing, who has restored his martial arts cultivation, has an absolute chance of winning.
"I will kill you today, no one can save you!" The sword comes out and kills you!
"You are the one who is going to die!" Zuo Qing left no room for chance and came with fatal moves. But just when he used the power of the true source, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
It was in this moment of sluggishness that the soul dragging the severely injured body exploded with a sharp sword: "I said, you will die without a doubt."
The long sword pierced the heart, stabbing the heart in front of everyone.
"No, it's possible." Zuo Qing's eyes widened and he looked at Hun Yi with shock.
The next second, he no longer had any chance of life.