The shadow of the Baizhang sword fell, killing Baili on the spot and turning into blood mist.
Everyone saw this scene with horror in their eyes.
Because from the beginning, in everyone's eyes, it was Mo Wangchen who should be killed by Baili Qi.
Now, the scene that happened now was exactly the opposite of what they expected.
Bai Qi was beheaded and died in the hands of Mo Wangchen. He died under the sword of that young man who had only cultivated the Nirvana realm and had never even entered the Holy Lord.
"How is it possible..."
As for the practice of annihilation, everyone's eyes were filled with shock and fear.
"kill!!!"
At this moment, all the cultivators of Tiangang erupted into bursts of excitement, and the sound of killing filled the sky. Mo Wangchen's actions just now greatly boosted their morale.
"Um?"
However, facing the reaction of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen frowned, as if he had discovered something. He could sense that his military exploits after killing Bailiqi were not recorded in his combat merit card.
Bailiqi is not dead yet!
Buzz!
Sure enough, when he turned his eyes and looked around, he suddenly discovered that Bailiqi, who had just been killed by his sword and turned into blood mist, dissipated. At this moment, the blood mist actually merged again and turned into a human figure.
In the end, Bai Qi regained consciousness. There was blood from the corner of his mouth, and a blood-red jade pendant hung around his waist. The moment his body reappeared, the jade pendant instantly shattered and disappeared.
It was a life-saving magic weapon. He was not dead just now. The jade pendant blocked a fatal attack for him.
Whoosh!
He retreated violently and flew into the distance, as if he wanted to withdraw from the battlefield and was unwilling to stay any longer.
"Want to run?!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, his whole body was surrounded by holy light, he put away the imperial sword, and the divine bow appeared in his hand.
Squinting his eyes, Mo Forgetting the Divine Bow Full Moon, his spiritual power condensed in Xuan, pulling a ray of spiritual thought onto the arrow.
call out!
The next moment, arrows shot out of the air with an astonishing force. Every arrow Mo Wangchen shot was several times more powerful than before.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Wherever the arrow passed, the air current surged, like a meteor falling to the ground, with unstoppable power. In the blink of an eye, it landed on Bai Qi, who was flying thousands of feet away.
boom!
The sound of explosion spread throughout the battlefield, and the arrow landed on Bailiqi's head, exploding his head completely and turning it into a headless corpse, which fell to the ground.
"Bring this man... to me!"
At Tianfeng Pass, on top of the city tower, Emperor Xingtian looked at Mo Wangchen holding a divine bow in mid-air, and spoke lightly.
"yes!"
Behind him, a middle-aged man at the peak of the Holy Master walked out. His body flew forward, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the chaotic battlefield.
Whoosh!
After shooting Bai Qiqi, Mo Wangchen shuttled through the battlefield, shooting with his divine bow, and the arrows pierced through. Now, because of the scene just now, he has become the focus of the battlefield. Wherever he goes, he is stunned.
The practice of illusion is all about color change.
However, those people were all killed by Mo Wangchen with one arrow!
Buzz!
Suddenly, a huge devil's hand appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, with a terrifying aura, and the power of the true meaning of Tao emitted, making people's scalp numb.
The moment it appeared, the devil's palm suddenly fell, which shocked Mo Wangchen's heart because he could see that the devil's palm was aimed at him.
"The peak of the Holy Lord?!"
Mo Wangchen's eyes narrowed slightly. This devil's palm was so terrifying. The person who took action must have reached the peak of the Holy Master.
Although the battlefield here is chaotic, with nearly 100,000 people fighting, but not to mention the mighty emperors, generally speaking, the strongest men at the peak of the holy realm will not easily join the battle circle.
But at this moment, because he killed Bailiqi, Minhuan finally couldn't sit still?
"snort!"
Just when Mo Wangchen didn't know how to resist the coming demonic clutches, suddenly a cold snort came from behind him, and he saw that the middle-aged man who had just walked out from behind Emperor Xingtian was quickly approaching.
In the process of moving, he turned his palm and pressed it upward with his big hand. A large earth-yellow handprint appeared and collided with the devil's palm.
Boom!
The earth-shaking explosion reverberated and was deafening. The aftermath of the collision wiped out nearly a hundred people fighting around and turned them into dregs on the spot!
"You, the Cultivators of Vanishing Fantasy, ignore the rules and want someone at the pinnacle of the Holy Lord to take action?!"
The middle-aged man came to Mo Wangchen. He raised his head slightly, looked at the sky above, and landed on a powerful saint with the illusion aspect.
"rule?"
The other party sneered, "I don't remember there ever being such a rule..."
Indeed, it is not an explicit rule that the peak powerhouse should not take action, but a rule that both sides implicitly acquiesce to.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and ignored it. Instead, he turned to look at Mo Wangchen, "The Emperor wants to see you..."
"Emperor?"
Hearing these words, Mo Wangchen was shocked in his heart. Looking at today's Tiangang, there are only a few people who can have this honorific title. At this moment, in Tianfeng Pass, a middle-aged man can be called 'Emperor'.
Yes, that is Emperor Xingtian who guards this place!
With this thought in his mind, Mo Wangchen looked back, his eyes crossing most of the battlefield, and he saw a middle-aged man on the tower of Fengguan that day, also looking at him at the moment.
The two looked at each other, and Mo Wangchen was shocked. This was the first time he had come face to face with an emperor-level master.
After taking a deep breath, Mo Wangchen also withdrew his gaze and looked again, and found that the middle-aged man who had just come to pass on his orders had already been fighting with the peak Saint Master from the Minhuan side, and in the endless sky.
.
Tsk tsk tsk!
He fired with his divine bow, and at the same time, his body also began to fly towards the city tower. Everywhere he passed, as long as the Xiu Huan cultivator was targeted by Mo Wangchen, he was shot dead.
…
Along the way, Mo Wangchen killed countless people. The originally silver-white armor was already stained with blood at this moment.
Finally, he came to the top of the city tower, holding the divine bow, and slowly descended.
His eyes looked forward, and finally fell on Emperor Xingtian in front of the crowd.
"I've seen Emperor Zun!"
The divine bow was put away, and Mo Wangchen bowed his hands. This was a great master of the imperial realm. Since he could meet Ning Xuan here, then the person in front of him should also be the great emperor of Canglan millions of years ago.
.
This is an ancient sage from Canglan!
"What...are you here for?"
Emperor Xingtian looked at Mo Wangchen with bright eyes and asked calmly.
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, unable to understand what the other party meant.
"Why are you here?" Emperor Xingtian spoke again.
This time, Mo Wangchen understood. He was shocked and realized that Emperor Xingtian might have known something.
I know that everything here is not true, but what happened thousands of years ago is happening again...