Many people's hearts are filled with excitement. They never thought that they would be able to see the peak showdown of the younger generation here tonight.
At this moment, even the Qing Emperor was alarmed. This battle attracted worldwide attention.
It is not difficult to imagine that once the news of the war spreads, the young man in white will become famous and completely enter the eyes of the world.
But one thing that must be mentioned is that no one knows the origin of this young man in white. He seems to have appeared out of nowhere.
But he has astonishing strength, and he can fight across the ranks. Faced with the Jueming Holy Son who has swept through his generation and has never been defeated, Mo Wangchen has not been at a disadvantage so far.
High in the sky, the rolling momentum was surging like a monstrous wave. Where the two were fighting, the void was crushed and the frantic power of space swept across, which was truly astonishing.
The duel between unparalleled holy arts erupted with bright light, making the stars dim and the color of the heaven and earth changing.
The battle circle was far more than just above Wudao Lake. The two of them fought more and more bravely, and their speed reached the extreme. In just a moment, they arrived outside Qingdi City.
The crowd moved along and arrived outside the city. Everyone was excited. It was obvious that no one wanted to miss witnessing this amazing battle.
"Boom!"
Outside the city, in the vast mountains and forests, the two of them fought from high altitude to the ground. As a result, many mountains collapsed, towering ancient trees were flattened, and some ancient alien species in the forest roared angrily. However, when they just emerged, they were already spread out by the battle.
The fluctuations were wiped out on the spot.
"With cultivation in the Void Immortal Realm, and the ability to cross over to fight against the Holy Son of Destiny, there is such a genius in the world!"
"Who is he, where is he from, and why does no one know?"
Everyone was talking and watching the shocking battle outside the city. No one dared to get close for fear of being involved.
"Even if you are of the blood of the Holy Emperor, you may not be able to do this, right?"
"Isn't he from our Qingwu Alliance?" Someone suddenly thought of this possibility.
"In this world, there was indeed a person who, with his cultivation in the Void Immortal Realm, could fight against a Saint-Child-level powerhouse..."
"That god-king body of the Xuanwu Alliance!"
Many people commented, their eyes flashing with excitement, "Could it be him?"
"In the past during the battle in Nanyang City, I heard that the Divine King's body used the Supreme Formation to leave across the realm. He is no longer in the Xuanwu Alliance. No one knows his whereabouts." The Infinite Saint Son narrowed his eyes.
Not only him, but at this moment, Liu Qingfeng, the Holy Son of the Yao family, and others began to be suspicious of Mo Wangchen's identity.
"The distance between the Xuan and Qing alliances is more than ten thousand miles. Even the magic circle in the imperial city takes nearly half a month to travel between the two alliances..."
Qing Dizi squinted his eyes and said this sentence. It is indeed impossible for Mo Wangchen to appear here at such a long distance.
"If he is not a god king, then who is he?" Everyone frowned, curious to the extreme.
"Boom!"
Amidst the discussion, a terrible collision sound suddenly came from above the mountain forest. Everyone looked around and saw that the body of the Holy Son of Death was blown out and fell into the wind.
"How is that possible?"
"Since the war, Jueming has actually been suppressed!"
Seeing such a scene, everyone's faces showed disbelief.
"kill!"
The Holy Son Jueming shouted coldly. His hair was already messy and he looked a little embarrassed. On the other hand, Mo Wangchen's face had an indifferent look from beginning to end, as if he was not affected by anything in the world.
This made Holy Son Jueming even more furious. How long had he been suppressed like this?
Not to mention, his opponent now is just a little person who has not even been able to enter the true fairyland.
"Buzz buzz!"
Divine light surged around him, as if endless laws were evolving. In an instant, a huge battle ax appeared in the air and appeared in front of the Holy Son of Death.
This ax seemed to have the power to open up the sky. The moment it appeared, the terrifying aura directly crushed all the mountains on the ground below and collapsed.
"Pan Shen Axe!"
Everyone exclaimed, and the moment they saw the ax, their expressions changed drastically.
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"It is the divine weapon law evolved by the Holy Son of Death!"
"This ax is infinitely powerful. It is entangled with the energy of chaos. It can open up the sky or the earth. The power of one ax is comparable to the ancestral weapon of the human race!"
This is the most powerful method of the Holy Son of Death. Even geniuses at the level of the Holy Son have no choice but to suffer under this god's axe.
"In the past, the holy son of the Meng family died under this holy weapon of law!"
Everyone couldn't calm down. They didn't expect that the Holy Son of Death would be forced to such a point. Who is that mysterious young man? Why has nothing about him been reported before?
"I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, beyond my expectation, but it is a pity that your fame and death will be on this night."
High in the sky, the voice of the Holy Son of Destiny came, containing endless murderous intent. His eyes were fixed on Mo Wangchen.
As soon as the words fell, Panshen's ax seemed to have the power to open up the sky, and it flew towards Mo Wangchen. At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the stars became dim, as if the void was cut in half.
People's breaths were suffocated, and their eyes were filled with fear. Even ordinary powerful people in the Immortal Realm would not dare to underestimate the power of this ax to open the sky.
"Your pride will make you try the feeling of failure for the first time in your life."
Under the gaze of everyone in the city, Mo Wangchen stood tall in the sky. He did not retreat, and there was no trace of timidity on his face.
"Whoosh!"
Facing the Panshen Ax that was slashed in the air, he suddenly grabbed it with his big hand and stretched it out.
"He actually wants to resist Panshen's ax with his bare hands. Is he crazy?"
"That is the law of divine weapons that is comparable to the weapons of the holy way. Even a demigod would not dare to resist it with his flesh and blood, right?"
Everyone had incredible expressions on their faces, and their eyes widened.
"This person is just defying the heavens, but like the light of a shooting star, he disappears in an instant. It's a pity that he is destined to suffer hatred here tonight..."
Many masters of the older generation shook their heads secretly. Even they had to be serious when faced with the Panshen Axe of the Holy Son of Death.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of vibrations in the void came, making everyone inwardly startled.
"Crack!"
The next moment, when they reacted, they suddenly discovered that the Panshen Ax that had fallen down was actually caught by Mo Wangchen with his bare hands.
His body seemed to have infinite power, not only blocking the power of this ax but also crushing it into pieces.
"hiss!"
"How is that possible?!"
"The Panshen Axe, which is comparable to the ancestral weapon of the human race, was actually caught by him with his bare hands!"
Time seemed to freeze. After a brief silence, a sound of gasping for air kept coming. Everyone was in an uproar, staring blankly at the scene happening in the sky.
"puff!"
Opposite Mo Wangchen, in the sky not far away, after the Panshen Ax was crushed, the Jueming Holy Son couldn't help but cough up blood. His body seemed to have been hit hard and he was knocked away.