Chapter five hundred and eighty third: Emperor Wu defeated?
At this moment, everyone is watching.
Everyone looked up at the holy war in the sky.
Emperor Wu vs Zhenwu Saint.
A holy war that has been rare in thousands of years is about to break out.
"I don't know who will win this holy war. The battle between them will definitely determine the final outcome of this war."
"Zhenwu Saint is a real saint. Emperor Wu just used the elixir to force him up. Zhenwu Saint can definitely win."
"Jihad, I have never seen it in my life. I never thought I would have the chance to see it with my own eyes."
Everyone was talking a lot.
No matter it is common people outside Kyoto.
Many strong men in Kyoto stopped fighting at this moment and looked up at the sky.
And high in the sky.
The Zhenwu Saint's whole body is covered with golden light, which is more brilliant than the sun.
Every pore on his body seemed to be filled with gold.
The whole person exudes a holy and noble atmosphere.
As if he were a real god.
"Xiao Yuan, don't think that you can challenge me by relying on external objects and stealing the power of a saint. Today, I will let you see what a true saint is!"
The Zhenwu Saint showed disdain and waved his hand.
Tear!
Between heaven and earth, a golden light streaked across the sky, and all the air above Kyoto within tens of thousands of meters was split open like a sea tide.
A long white corridor appeared.
The sword energy was so strong that it soared into the sky and pointed directly at Emperor Wu.
The Zhenwu Saint actually took action quickly and swiftly, and once he did it, it was earth-shattering.
Cut through the air with one sword!
Facing this blow that split mountains and seas, Emperor Wu raised his hand and pressed it, like a falling stone.
"Pfft."
A slender black light pillar suddenly pierced the sky, making a piercing sound in the air.
Then it turned into a peerless rainbow and struck the golden light fiercely.
"boom!"
The air bursts.
Terrifying waves surged up, the spiritual energy surged backwards like a storm, and the residual energy of golden light and black light surged in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.
One blow from the two of them was so terrifying that even a city would be turned into powder in the turmoil of the battle.
Even though they were 10,000 meters high in the sky, there was still a strong wind.
The entire Kyoto felt as if it had been hit by a storm.
"So strong, so terrifying, is this the power of a saint?"
"This has just begun, but it's already so terrifying. If we attack with all our strength, I'm afraid the entire Kyoto will be razed to the ground. No wonder they are going to an altitude of 10,000 meters."
"One sword cuts through the air and one strike destroys mountains. This kind of power is so powerful and terrifying."
The probing blows of Emperor Wu and Saint Zhenwu were more terrifying than Ancestor Ziyun and their all-out fighting.
This kind of battle is beyond ordinary people's imagination.
To ordinary people, this is no different from gods.
As for Emperor Bai, Patriarch Ziyun and others, their faces were solemn and their hearts were frightened.
"Xiao Yuan, you are not a saint. You don't know the horror of this realm. I will kill you with one sword!"
Zhenwu Sage sneered.
Immediately, he stretched out his right hand and grasped it in vain, as if he had grasped the whole world.
A golden light that was three thousand meters long was held by him.
It's like a peerless sword that is about to cut the sky and split the earth.
"Earth-level advanced martial arts: Golden Light Slash!"
The Zhenwu Saint directly held the golden light and struck out with a fierce sword.
"Crack!"
The sky and the sea of clouds split apart in front of this sword.
A huge crack suddenly appeared in the boundless clouds.
And the sword light that shot into the sky was like a divine sword that split the nine heavens. It was raised and pressed so high that everything in the sky and on the earth split apart in front of this sword.
As soon as this sword comes out.
Everyone was eclipsed at the same time.
This sword is enough to cut open the entire Kyoto.
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Emperor Wu's eyes showed a cold light, he raised his right hand, and black light suddenly condensed, turned into a fist, and punched out directly.
Boom!
Thunder exploded in the sky.
This black fist was a thousand meters in size, like a meteorite, breaking through the air and parting the sea of clouds.
Under the spotlight.
The golden light slash and the black fist collided in the sky.
Like a comet hitting the earth.
There was a huge roar and the air exploded.
Among the people, tens of thousands of people had their eardrums trembled with blood and fainted and fell to the ground.
Even warriors are covering their ears in pain and staying away from him at this moment.
Click!
And at this time.
In the sky, the golden light is like a sword, tearing apart everything.
Although the black fist was strong, it still could not stop the power of the golden light.
After retreating inch by inch, it immediately collapsed.
In the end, the entire black fist completely dissipated.
But that golden light still had some power and continued to move towards Emperor Wu.
Eventually it was obliterated by the chessboard realm.
But this way.
The strength and weakness of the two people is obvious at a glance.
"Sure enough, Zhenwu Saint is better. After all, Zhenwu Saint is a true saint and has been immersed in this realm for hundreds of years."
"Although Emperor Wu has gained the power of a saint, he is still far from being a true martial saint. From this point of view, the outcome of this holy war is almost certain."
"There is no way, this is the power gap, other items cannot make up for it, and the Zhenwu Saint has never used the holy weapon, otherwise the Emperor Wu will be defeated faster!"
The spectators were talking a lot.
From the blow just now, it is enough to judge the strength of the Zhenwu Saint and the Martial Emperor.
For a time, everyone was pessimistic about Emperor Wu.
After all, Zhenwu Saint is too powerful.
Even if Emperor Wu obtained the power of a saint, he could only barely resist at best.
Moreover, this is obtained through elixirs.
When the potion ends, Emperor Wu will be knocked back to his original form.
When the time comes, he who is in the powerful realm may not even be able to block a blow from the Zhenwu Saint!
"Xiao Yuan, let's see how many times you can block me!" wavv
The Zhenwu Saint was sure of victory, with a narrow smile on his face.
He reached out and grabbed it, and it condensed into a three-kilometer-long golden slash again.
Tear!
The golden light split the sky, tearing apart the sky above Kyoto.
He slashed towards Emperor Wu again.
"Bai Zi!"
Emperor Wu's expression remained unchanged, he raised his left hand, and a white palm suddenly formed, facing the Golden Light Slash.
But this time, he was also weaker.
"Cut! Cut! Cut!"
The Zhenwu Saint did not hold back.
Golden light crisscrossed the sky, tearing the sky apart.
Thirteen swords were fired in a row.
And Emperor Wu also punched thirteen times in a row.
But Emperor Wu's strength was ultimately weaker, and he was pushed back hundreds of meters every time.
Thirteen swords down, he had already retreated thousands of meters.
"Emperor Wu can't hold on any longer!"
Everyone sighed when they saw Emperor Wu being suppressed and beaten.
Soon, the fourteenth sword fell.
At the same time, Zhenwu Saint raised his hand.
"Back in time!"
The Saint Realm has touched the power of time.
At this time, Zhenwu Saint finally showed this earth-shattering power.
In an instant, Emperor Wu's right hand, which he had just planned to raise, was forced to withdraw it.
The three-thousand-meter-long Golden Light Slash fell with a devastating impact.
Cut on the chessboard field.
Suddenly, the chessboard field clicked and was cut open.
Emperor Wu was also chopped down from high in the sky by Zhenwu Saint, like a meteor falling from an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Everyone was stunned at the same time and couldn't believe it.