Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh: the battle recorded in the annals of history
quiet!
At this moment, the entire Kyoto seemed to have turned on the mute switch.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Emperor Wu who had descended like a god. Everyone was in disbelief.
Ancestor Zuo Leng's face turned pale, and this moment seemed like a dream.
Gulu!
He swallowed hard, and drops of cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead.
My brother, Ancestor Youhan, was seriously injured by a palm?
The sixth level of great power.
This is so powerful!
terrible!
You can't stop yourself at all.
At this moment, the shock in his heart was as overwhelming as an overwhelming force.
He also didn't expect that Emperor Wu would break through to the realm of great power without even knowing it.
And he is still at the sixth level of the Great Power Realm.
With such strength, even if he and his brother join forces, they may not be able to resist it.
Only a saint who has not come out of seclusion can suppress him.
but now.
The saint has not yet emerged.
Who can be his opponent?
Although Patriarch Zuo Leng is confident, he is not arrogant.
He knew very well that he was no match for Emperor Wu.
So he remained silent and did not dare to say a word.
Even Ancestor Zuo Leng is like this, let alone others.
Huo Di, the three of them, as well as the Red Emperor and the Quetzalcoatl Emperor, all stood there dumbly at this moment.
They are only in the Imperial Martial Realm.
In front of Emperor Wu, he could kill with just one hand.
Let alone fight it.
That is simply asking for death!
"Damn it, how can he be so strong? He is actually in the powerful realm!"
The Red Emperor was burning with anxiety at this time.
He originally planned to come to watch the battle, hoping to see Xiao Changfeng die.
Because Princess Wei took the initiative to attack, he took advantage of the situation and took action.
But now, he didn't dare to move.
"God's will, God's will!"
Emperor Kui looked at Emperor Wu who was guarding Xiao Changfeng with despair in his eyes.
He was spitting out blood, and his whole body fell down.
He was fighting with his life force forcibly, but now the backlash came, and he was seriously injured without anyone taking action.
The Red Emperor's expression changed, his figure flashed, and he quickly caught Kui Huang.
But at this time Kuihuang had already passed out.
Even if he could still save his life, his journey to martial arts would end here.
"Phew, this matter is finally over!"
Bai Di breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that unless Zhenwu Saint came out of seclusion now, no one would be able to resist Emperor Wu.
Then this promised battle can end here.
"My father is so powerful, why do I feel like I'm meeting him for the first time!"
Xiao Yurong's mouth opened wide with shock on his face.
This was also the first time she knew that her father was so powerful.
But beyond the shock, there was also a deep surprise.
She didn't know the Zhenwu Saint, nor did she know the reason why Emperor Wu was forbearing.
But having such a powerful father naturally brings more surprises to her.
"The teacher is finally okay!"
Lu Wenjie, who was concerned about Xiao Changfeng, breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground.
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My mood at this time was extremely bad.
"Damn it, damn it, it's just this one step away from me, I hate it!"
Duke Wei's face was as ferocious as a demon from hell, his eyes were spitting fire, and he was extremely unwilling.
Xiao Dilin lost his life.
The dragnet is useless.
Even Zuo Leng and You Han, two powerful men in the powerful realm, were suppressed.
I can only watch Xiao Changfeng alive.
This made him feel strongly unwilling.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted directly from Duke Wei's mouth.
His whole body fell straight down.
"Your Majesty!"
Mo Shangjun, who was next to him, was the first to react and supported Duke Wei.
But at this time, Duke Wei's eyes were closed tightly, his face showed pain, and he fainted.
Obviously this failure was a huge blow to him.
"I fell short. I almost killed Xiao Changfeng, but I won't give up, Yu'er, I will definitely avenge you!"
Lord Mo Shang held Duke Wei in his arms and quickly called for the imperial doctor, but he was also unwilling to do so.
The appearance of Emperor Wu broke all their plans.
Let all the arrangements come to nothing.
Not even Ancestor Youhan is an opponent.
The dragnet they prepared is just a joke!
As for Xiao Dilin’s soul.
They can't get it back anymore.
I can only leave it to fate.
"Father, he actually helped that loser?"
In the palace, the second prince's eyes widened, and anger suddenly rose in his heart.
When his limbs were cut off by Xiao Changfeng, his father didn't punish him in any way.
And now, the father actually went to rescue Xiao Changfeng?
This made the second prince feel extremely unbalanced.
"Mubai, don't get excited. Once the Zhenwu Saint comes out of seclusion, Your Majesty will not be able to escape the disaster!"
Concubine Jing saw the second prince's excitement and immediately spoke to comfort him.
However, the anger in the second prince's heart could not be extinguished no matter what.
A pair of eyes stared at Xiao Changfeng and Emperor Wu.
"No, Your Majesty would actually help Xiao Changfeng. I am unwilling to do so. I hate it!"
Concubine Duan's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and her voice was like the wail of a ghost. She could not accept this result at all.
The same is true for Concubine Yuan, Concubine Wen, Concubine Xia and others.
Only Concubine Ling was overjoyed at this moment.
"God's eyes have been opened. The Ninth Prince is not dead, and His Majesty is actually a warrior in the powerful realm. It's great. Now I don't have to worry."
Concubine Ling clasped her hands together and kept returning her wishes to God. Her heart was so full of joy that she almost jumped up.
this moment.
Some people are happy and some are sad, but this battle will eventually come to an end.
Because no one can fight against Emperor Wu.
Then Xiao Changfeng will no longer be in danger.
This promised battle ends here.
But there is one more thing.
Even though Ancestor Zuo Leng was frightened in his heart, he still had to speak.
"Emperor Wu, Xiao Changfeng can leave, but he must keep the soul of the eldest prince, otherwise you will definitely die when the saint comes out of seclusion!"
Xiao Dilin's soul is the most critical.
As long as the soul is still there, with the power of a true martial saint, one can still find a physical body and resurrect it.
But the soul is no longer there, and even the gods can't do anything about it.
"Noisy!"
Emperor Wu snorted coldly and waved his hand.
Immediately, a huge palm that was 100 meters in size appeared again and struck at Ancestor Zuo Leng.
"Emperor Wu, you are a rebellious criminal. The saint will never spare you after he comes out of seclusion. Just wait for death!"
Ancestor Zuo Leng looked frightened and did not dare to resist, so he quickly ran away.
But his harsh words were still spoken out.wavv
"Father!"
Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly.
But Emperor Wu smiled.
"Changfeng, this matter is over, follow me to the imperial study room!"
What a saint, what a death threat.
In front of his son, everything is insignificant.
"good!"
Xiao Changfeng pondered for a moment and nodded.
Suddenly Emperor Wu was in front and Xiao Changfeng followed behind, heading towards the imperial study room in the palace.
Soon, the two figures disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Hey, this battle will definitely shock everyone."
"A sixteen-year-old Sansheng Martial Spirit, a powerful martial emperor, this will definitely be a battle that will go down in history."