"Asshole, we agreed to fight alone, but you actually besieged us!"
Qingyuan, who was in his early twenties, was leaning against a junior brother. There were bloodstains on their bodies and sword marks on their shoulders. He stared at the three people around him with furious eyes and roared.
"Humph, I'm giving you face by not killing you now. Stop yelling at me here." Wu Zibo stood behind his hands and spoke coldly.
"Come on, kill me if you can. Anyway, senior brother has already killed enough to bury us with him!" Qingyuan sneered, not afraid of death at all.
These words made Wu Zibo's face look cold and terrifying. Although he had gained a lot from the siege of Star Academy some time ago, the war turned around later. Because of Dao Ling's sudden attack, the Wu Palace suffered heavy losses. More importantly, it was damaged.
A powerful king!
How can this matter be let go? The ancestors of Wudian have also lost a lot of face. They came here just to explore the reality of the academy.
Wu Dian is not afraid of Qiu Junjun, but Emperor Wu's reputation is getting more and more terrifying. If the battle with Star Academy consumes the family's foundation, other forces may assassinate Emperor Wu.
"Those looking for death!" Wu Zibo said with a cruel smile: "I will cripple both of their legs. I will make them regret their current words for the rest of their lives!"
"Junior brother, try to delay as much time as possible until senior brother comes out of seclusion." Qingyuan said quickly.
"Don't worry, senior brother, I won't fall down easily." Your junior brother, who is younger than him, said solemnly: "When senior brother comes out of seclusion, they will look good!"
"Hey, you're just a turtle with a shrunken head. You still expect Tao to come and save you. I think your brains have been kicked by a donkey!" A martial arts master laughed ferociously.
"Go on, kill them!" The three men moved instantly, trying to break their legs.
"If you are looking for death, even the people in our academy dare to fight. I think the people in your martial arts hall are tired of living!"
A group of fierce people suddenly came out of the closed academy gate. The three martial arts masters were shocked and quickly retreated. They felt that the aura of these people was very strong.
"It's ridiculous. Even if this loser doesn't get out of seclusion, you still want to fight with our martial arts palace. I think you are the ones who are tired of living!" Wu Zibo sneered.
A group of people in the college looked at him without speaking, and the atmosphere was quite strange.
"Why don't you talk, a bunch of trash?" Wu Zibo put his hands behind his back and reprimanded: "I'm warning you people, call this trash out to me right away, or I'll break your legs!"
"Who are you talking about, trash?" A young man in white suddenly walked over and said calmly.
"I'm calling you trash!" Wu Zibo turned his cold eyes and shouted, but then his expression turned ferocious and he shouted: "You bastard, you dare to set a trap for me, you will die!"
He raised his palm and pressed down on the young man, intending to kill him.
"You loser, get out of here!"
Looking at the people coming up to kill him, Dao Ling turned his palms and fanned them up.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound exploded here, Wu Zibo was shaken all over by the whipping, the bridge of his nose was sunken, his teeth were broken, blood dripped out, and his whole body flew out.
"Ah!" He screamed while lying on the ground, feeling that his whole head had been severed and his scalp was exploding.
This scene shocked the whole audience. Who is this so domineering that he even dares to attack the direct descendants of the Martial Palace? Aren't they afraid of provoking a big shot to attack Star Academy?
But when their eyes saw this young man, the whole place fell silent. Isn't this the Tao!
"He actually came out..." Many people in Wudian were furious. Although it was their first time seeing Tao, they had already heard of his evil reputation. They didn't know how many people in Wudian had been killed by him.
"You are the Tao!" Wu Zibo's mouth was bleeding and he pointed at Dao Ling, his arms shaking.
"You've been shouting enough these days, let me see how much you weigh!" Dao Ling walked straight over, his palms about to move.
"No, stop it. If the two countries are at war, you can't do this to me!" Wu Zibo roared. He didn't expect Tao to come out suddenly, let alone that he would dare to hit himself.
"So you are a messenger, hand over the letter and I will take a look." Dao Ling said coldly.
Hearing this, Wu Zibo's eyes flashed with a sinister look, a jade jar appeared in his hand, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Although my cousin, Emperor Wu, has declared war, there is no telling whether you are qualified to bear it."
"Noisy!" Dao Ling shouted, causing Wu Zibo to fly backwards and the jade jar exploded.
Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people, the exploding jade jar suddenly erupted into terrifying waves. These were three drops of golden blood hanging high in the sky, like three small suns burning.
The martial arts aura is exploding, and the three drops of essence and blood are resurrected. After melting, they combine together to form a blurry figure, like a king in the lower realm!
This area is blurred, the scenery is invisible, and only a god-like shadow can be seen standing between heaven and earth, with stunning power.
"Emperor Wu!"
Some people looked shocked and roared: "It's Emperor Wu's blood essence. He has cultivated to this point. Emperor Wu is too strong!"
"Last time at the place where the ancestors of Yin and Yang were enthroned, Emperor Wu sent out a drop of essence and blood to kill Tao, but unfortunately he failed. Now he sends out three drops of essence and blood to suppress Tao?" Some people were dumbfounded.
"Emperor Wu is too strong and doesn't take Tao seriously at all, but I have to say that just these three drops of blood essence are extremely terrifying. I wonder if we can succeed?!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked. They didn't expect Emperor Wu to be so strong. With Tao's current reputation, Emperor Wu still didn't take it to heart.
Even the prodigies in the land of China are frightened. They feel that Emperor Wu's practice is too strong. The strength of these three drops of blood essence alone is enough to suppress the peerless prodigies.
This is Emperor Wu, who has the appearance of ruling over the world, and whose cultivation is unfathomable!
"war!"
The blurry shadow cannot be seen clearly, but it contains a kind of majesty that makes many wizards unable to lift their heads. He stands between heaven and earth and shouts out a word!
This is a word of war, spewing out sacred and majestic fluctuations, and even more Dao patterns are manifesting, causing the heaven and earth to resonate!
For a time, the fighting spirit was overwhelming, soaring into the sky and the earth, making the atmosphere here extremely heavy.
Some people seem to see thousands of troops galloping, shouting and killing, sweeping across the wilderness!
This word "war" is very terrifying. It has evolved into a strange phenomenon. It has an unrivaled fighting spirit. It rushes into the sky and the surrounding fields are thundered, making people tremble.
"Oh my god, Emperor Wu has begun to realize the truth. This is a sign that he will become a king!"
"Even if we, the land of China, have started to come into contact with people at this level, there are only a handful of them!"
The geniuses in China were greatly shocked. They felt that Emperor Wu was really terrifying and so powerful that even three drops of blood could produce such terrifying phenomena.
Endless pressure was surging, falling on Dao Ling, trying to suppress him.
Dao Ling stood on the ground in black dance, looking at the word war with his eyes open and closed, and roared: "Kill!"
Rumble!
The sky shook and the earth shook, a murderous aura swept through the sky, the clouds in all directions dispersed, and the buildings in the distance shook violently.
A blood-red word "kill" was branded between the heaven and the earth, erupting into terrifying fluctuations that made the vacuum tremble and shocked the people around him.
This word "kill" is so terrifying. It suddenly transforms into a white tiger, roaring high and high, and directly smashes the word "war"!
The whole scene caused a huge sensation, especially the geniuses in China were greatly shocked. They did not expect that Tao would realize this step at such a young age and evolve the word "kill", which is also a kind of Tao word!
"You have begun to realize the Tao. I am looking forward to this battle." Emperor Wu's voice came out calmly, without any surprise. If Dao Ling could not reach this step, he would not be qualified to fight with him.
"Looking for death, you still want to talk to me with three drops of blood!"
Dao Ling was furious, his aura surged throughout his body, and a giant golden palm looked down, covering it with a blurry shadow.
The blood surging in the giant golden palm was so vast that the fuzzy shadow was about to explode, which was horrifying.
The five fingers of the giant golden palm were brought together and closed, gradually evolving into an oven.
Under the trembling gazes from all around, this furnace smelts all things, stands between heaven and earth, and directly refines this shadow.
Daoling opened the lid of the furnace, and suddenly the sun shone brightly, and the golden juice flowed out, exuding a strange fragrance.