Mo Wangchen looked at the other party with a sudden sneer on his face, "Do you really think you are the Martial Emperor of the Human Race?"
"Today, I will kill you too!"
After saying that, he strode forward and slashed out with the sword in his hand.
"Buzz!"
Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual body was directly destroyed, but it did not disappear. In fact, it gradually gathered again and finally returned to its original shape.
But Mo Wangchen obviously didn't pay attention to the other party's intention. He passed directly through the incarnation of Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual thoughts, held his sword and moved forward. In an instant, he was in front of Zhang Qinghe.
"I will kill him in front of you, what can you do?"
The tip of the sword touched Zhang Qinghe's eyebrows. Mo Wangchen looked back slightly and glanced at Emperor Xuanwu.
Then he no longer hesitated, the sword in his hand trembled violently, and he heard the roar of the sword. The next moment, under the disbelieving eyes of everyone in the audience, he directly pierced Zhang Qinghe's head.
"you!"
Behind him, Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual incarnation had long since returned to its original form, with a cold light shining in his eyes and murderous intent bursting out.
Over the years, after he succeeded to the throne, there had never been a time when someone dared to talk to him like this, let alone, at this moment, the man in white killed his right envoy in front of him.
This is undoubtedly the biggest provocation to Emperor Xuanwu.
The whole city was silent, no one dared to speak, everyone held their breath.
For hundreds of years, Emperor Xuanwu dominated the world, and countless heroes of his generation were defeated by him. Among the younger generation, except for a handful of figures such as Tianlong Emperor and Qing Emperor, who dares to compete with him?
Moreover, there has been a rumor in the world that although Emperor Xuan Sheng died, his godhood returned to Emperor Xuan Palace.
Everyone says that Emperor Xuanwu has most likely inherited this godhead. He has not made a move for a hundred years. It is said that he has been in seclusion. In line with the godhead left by his father, he wants to reach the quasi-god realm.
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If he succeeds and gains the immortal emperor's body, not to mention the younger generation, not even the older generation of human saint emperors or ancient king-level experts will be able to match him.
This is a figure who is about to reach the pinnacle of his era, and the world has already placed him on the same level as the Saint Emperors.
Now, someone dared to kill Emperor Xuanwu's right-hand envoy in front of him, and even threatened to kill Emperor Xuanwu himself.
This is a huge provocation, and with Emperor Xuanwu's character, he will never give up.
"Are you worthy of the name of Emperor Wu?"
Mo Wangchen put away his sword and stood up, his eyes falling on Emperor Xuanwu.
"No one who offends me will survive, and you will not be an exception. If this emperor comes out of seclusion, I will kill all ten of your clans!"
Emperor Xuanwu's words were so cold that people couldn't help but tremble.
After hundreds of years, this was the first time that he was looked down upon like this.
"If you want to kill my ten clans, today I will kill your spiritual clone first."
Mo Wangchen sneered, activated the power of the godhead in his body, and stabbed out the long sword in his hand instantly.
Emperor Xuanwu instinctively wanted to dodge, but Mo Wangchen's sword was too fast and pierced his chest in the blink of an eye.
With the blessing of divine power, even Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual clone would not be able to survive at this moment.
"I traveled all the way south just to kill you. If you don't see me again, I will trample the Emperor Xuan's Palace and kill your true body."
After saying that, Mo Wangchen made a burst of sword in his hand, and the surging divine power instantly wiped out the incarnation of Emperor Xuanwu's divine thoughts.
"hiss……"
The whole place was silent. I don't know how long it took, but finally someone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Everyone was in an uproar. Not only had Zhang Qinghe beheaded, but this mysterious strong man from the human race actually killed the clone of Emperor Xuanwu among them.
This was a horrifying scene and a kind of declaration of war against Emperor Xuanwu.
"Who...is this person?"
"Not long ago, he threatened to fight against the Emperor Tianlong, and later he started shouting with the Emperor Demon Dragon. Now, he even killed the incarnation of Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual thoughts, and even said he would destroy Emperor Xuan's palace..."
"Does he want to offend all the heroes in the world?"
Everyone's voices trembled slightly, how courageous is this?
Whether it is the two great emperors of the Dragon Clan or the Xuan Sheng Emperor, they are all heroes of the world. Over the past hundreds of years, they have entered the realm of demigods, and their strength dares to compete with those of the older generation.
In the future, these people will become the supreme beings in this world, and no hero will dare to disobey them.
However, now, there is an unknown mysterious human race strongman who has offended all three of them.
This will undoubtedly set off huge waves in the Daluo Heaven Realm, and no one will be able to maintain composure.
"The powerful mysterious human race travels south and threatens to flatten Emperor Xuanwu's palace and kill Emperor Xuanwu's true form!"
"What a great spirit. Who is he? He has offended the two great emperors of the Dragon Clan one after another, and now he has to confront Emperor Xuanwu head-on. Do he really want to fight all over the world?"
"This man has even killed the demigods of the ancient tribes, and now even masters like Zhang Qinghe, who became demigods nine hundred years ago, cannot be spared. He is so powerful that he is definitely one of the best among quasi-gods."
"I didn't expect that among the younger generation, apart from people such as Emperor Tianlong and Emperor Xuanwu who have been famous for many years, there is such a young master in the world."
On the third day after Mo Wangchen left Yongnan City, the news that he had killed the incarnation of Emperor Xuanwu's spiritual thoughts swept through the entire Da Luo Heaven like a storm at an extremely fast speed.
Everyone in the world is shocked. Looking at the world, who dares to do this?
Not everyone can possess this kind of courage to compete against so many contemporary geniuses alone.
"I suddenly remembered a person. He was so rampant in the world back then, and all the saints of his generation were suppressed by him and could not hold their heads up."
"Are you talking about the divine king's body, Mo Wangchen? Back then, even the Emperor Tianlong suffered a loss at his hands, and the Burning Spirit Mirror was robbed."
"Unfortunately, the era of the God-King Body has passed long ago and has not been seen for nine hundred years. Many people speculate that nine hundred years ago, the ancient kings and powerful men joined forces to kill him."
"The divine king's body in those days dominated the world, and its invincible style was rarely seen in the world. Unfortunately, most of them have already fallen. Otherwise, they may have already become quasi-gods now. They may be as powerful as Emperor Tianlong, Emperor Xuanwu and others.
They will be buried under his light and become the dust of the times."
Everyone in the world is talking about this mysterious strong man from the human race who suddenly appears now, and he has the same demeanor as Mo Wangchen back then.
"What does the body of a god king mean? Isn't he still dead after all? What's more, his father is just a loser. He can't even protect the Ji family, but he is still respected as an unparalleled hero by your human race. It's really ridiculous."
The strong man from the ancient clan sounded very arrogant.
Not only did he not take Mo Wangchen seriously, he even used it to slander the former God King Ji Yihao.