Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 227: Intentional victory, unexpected visitor
Xia Ji agreed to this lucrative battle.
The Ghost Emperor complied with the agreement and placed the "Jedi Order", "Beautiful Sea Ancient Scroll" and "Emperor Order" in the Wangjiang Tower, guarded by the five great families.
And the guards also need to swear to the demon, if the ghost emperor dies, then these things must be handed over to Feng Nanbei, and the Wu family must not stop it.
Everything is ready.
On the banks of the big river, the competition platform that was originally built for the duel between the disciples has become the place where the Su family's master and the Wu family's ghost emperor will live and die.
No one can stop it anymore.
The snow was flying, and Xia Ji was already standing on the stage.
He stomped lightly, and the snow on the stage was swept away.
The Ghost Emperor stepped onto the stage with his hands behind his back and stood opposite him.
It was a man wearing a black engraved gold emperor's robe. He was unusually mighty, and there was an aura in his eyes that smashed all living beings. People couldn't bear the power, and they couldn't help but want to kneel and kowtow.
The ghost emperor keeps his hands behind his back,
He wears black gloves,
He holds a knife in the palm of his hand.
The sword is close to the sword, and the length is slightly longer than the short sword,
The blade is a silver skeleton, and the blade has some strange patterns floating on it.
If they really talked about it, it was the first time the two looked at each other face to face.
However, although this is the first time.
But he was speechless.
If things in the world can be easily explained, how can there be grievances?
Unless Ghost Emperor and Xia Ji desperately want peace and run away for the peace of the family.
But is it possible?
As an emperor, the most important dignity of the ghost emperor was trampled on.
Xia Ji is a person who "pretends to sleep". You want him to promote peace in the family, which is similar to a dream.
Is it possible for the Su family? Is the 3,000-year confrontation between the two aristocratic families fake? Is the sudden death of King Qing and the fact that he was framed and framed?
When the grievance reaches a certain level, there is no need for a reason, and there is no need to care about right and wrong.
"Greed is a sin, and weakness is also a sin. You are a talented person, but unfortunately you have both.
I don't care what you used last time, this time... I'm ready. "
"Want to see you again?"
"No, you are too late."
The Ghost Emperor smiled and took a step forward. His hand was always behind his back, and his fingers lightly tapped the handle of the silver skull knife, as if performing some kind of mysterious ritual.
The handle of the knife beat in his palm, extremely flexible.
When he spat out the words "too late", his hand had already been released.
Xia Ji grabbed the black knife and thunder fire. The weather was blizzard and snow, and the air was humid, which was the time when the thunder arc jumped.
When~~
At this time, the skeleton knife in the ghost emperor's hand has been inserted into the ground.
hum~~~
The blade made a strange sound, mixed with a strange and strange roar, and spread to the four directions in an instant.
The family members who watched the battle only felt that their qi and blood suddenly became "sticky", while those with a lower level were due to a lack of blood supply, resulting in a strong sense of dizziness and nausea.
Not far away, there are also curious Jianghu people, and they are even more unbearable, they have already fainted, if no one can help, as long as they are within the shrouded range of this knife, these Jianghu people will quickly die.
Feng Chuixue and Xie Qiongfeng endured the dizziness, and flew out, dragging the fainted person back and quickly retreating. Xu Lingling was helpless and followed to save the person.
Lu Miaomiao's eyes widened, she recognized the knife.
This is the "soul seal" of the Wu family's magic weapon,
Once the brief ceremony is completed, all the popular blood in an area can be sealed, and people can directly use it.
Unless the strength is far greater than the person who uses the knife, or there is some special way to crack it, it will simply be captured.
This is not a killing knife, but a knife between a spiritual shock and a profound formation.
Sure enough, Xia Ji's figure froze a little after the knife hit the ground.
He stood on the stage with the black knife in his right hand.
He is not a god, and he also felt this strange sense of restraint at this time.
It seems that there are many sorrowful souls entangled in him, causing his body to subconsciously show a "sticky" state, with slow breath and slow blood flow, as if he was bound by layers of shackles, making him a prisoner.
When he drew the knife, his body actually felt a "rusty" feeling, making a strange clicking sound.
An inch from the knife, an infinite arc of thunder gushed out from under the knife, turning into an initial thunderstorm.
At this time, the ghost emperor has already made a second action.
He begins to "split".
This scene, everyone at the scene was stunned.
In an instant, one part two, two part four, four four part eight, eight ghost emperors surrounded Xia Ji from eight directions.
And there is a strange connection between the Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Emperor, and the cold light is faintly visible.
Keng! !
Xia Ji's sticky movements continued. Halfway through his scabbard, the eight ghost emperors that shone in the purple light became more and more gloomy.
"Puppet art." Xie Qiongfeng in the distance gave the answer directly, "I met Yin Jiuxiao who can also do puppet art. This person is his teacher. This puppet art is really flawless. It turned out to be a sevenfold puppet.
Even, I still can't tell which of the eight is real. "
Feng Chuixue thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's all fake. The person I met, she could turn her body into a ghost-like state and couldn't be cut to her body by a knife."
He said this lightly, Xie Qiongfeng suddenly turned his head to look at the senior brother, he wanted to ask "then how did you cut it", but he still held back, it's good to get used to it.
Xu Lingling said: "So, the real ghost emperor is not in those eight bodies, but is hiding somewhere and manipulating those eight bodies?"
She put herself in her shoes and thought about it, and found that if she was in the game, she would become meat on the chopping block and be slaughtered by others.
When she looked at Feng Chuixue again, this senior brother looked crazy, staring into the distance, obviously thinking about what he would do if he were in that situation.
Xu Lingling looked strange when she saw the expression full of fighting intent.
The wind blows the snow, do you think you can beat it?
Wangjiang upstairs.
Family members watching this battle have different expressions.
The Wu family has already relaxed, they recognized the means of their emperor.
"The divine sword seals the soul to suppress the blood, the golden corpse and the eight puppets are invulnerable to water and fire, the Tian Luo Fasi is inseparable, and the ghost emperor's body... I really don't know how to lose."
"Even if Feng Nan Bei has a powerful magic weapon, it is too late to use it."
"After all, he is still young and old. I don't know the importance of getting ahead. He should have taken out the magic weapon, instead of delaying it until this moment."
"But even so, this wind is enough to be proud of.
The emperor really regarded him as an enemy, so before he took the stage, he had already grabbed the skeleton sword and performed the ceremony in advance, so the emperor could use the divine sword to seal the soul when he first appeared on the stage. "
"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. Although the emperor is betting big, he is also cautious and goes all out in order to be foolproof. He deserves to be the emperor."
"My Wu family finally broke the game."
Lu Miaomiao was lying in front of the railing, looking at the surrounded figure outside the wind and snow, and whispered worriedly, "Uncle..."
Xia Jili and Feng Xue's lonely platform, in front of the vast sky net.
The eight ghost emperors are like eight spiders. The spider webs between each other are dotted with each other, imprisoning the prey in the center that cannot escape and cannot struggle.
This is the second shackle again.
Sealing Qi and Blood,
Cut flesh.
At this moment, Xia Ji held the black knife.
Chi Chi...
The deep purple thunder wave slammed into his body, removing all the stickiness in his blood indifferently.
But the Ghost Emperor is not going to seal him with this magic weapon. What the Ghost Emperor wants is just a first mover. When you spend time to remove this stickiness, he already has time to use the real kill. Recruited.
Aww~~~~
Infinite shrill screeching sounds sounded at the same time.
The eight ghost emperors spun around with "cobwebs" all over the sky.
These "cobwebs" are made of celestial silk.
Nothing is indestructible, nothing is broken.
And in this meat grinder that cuts all flesh, a strange shadow completely ignores all "substances", and drags a lot of afterimages like a ghost, passing through the "meat-grinding spider web", Pounced towards Xia Ji in the center.
The ghost's body was tainted with the breath of death. It was the real power of the eleven realms, and it was even the power that belonged to the Dharma body itself that was used due to the penetration of the Dharma veins.
Three chains,
A game to kill,
A stab of flesh,
Destroy the soul.
The Ghost Emperor started planning and preparing when he went down to Wangjiang Tower, and now Xia Ji was caught in this deadly situation at this moment.
No one is a brainless fool.
Even if the Ghost Emperor becomes an evil gambler eager to turn the tables, he can still throw a "King Bang"!
However, isn't Xia Ji ready?
Does Xia Ji really care about being big?
No.
His robes are bulging around him, and there are countless dharma images in them.
And at the moment when the killing game occurred, he stomped on the ground,
The air waves rolled and dissipated in all directions, and the overwhelming force was like a thousand beasts.
Under the bombardment of the giant force, the Wangjiang Tower in the distance shook, and the river beside the competition platform suddenly rose into the air. If a meteor fell, the ground collapsed.
Between this step, the whole person also shot directly to the ground.
Where's that hard competition stand still there?
It's just a pit.
In the pothole, the dust, rock, and mud rock against the sky, reflecting the heavy snow falling from the sky, woven into a mysterious wonder.
The original appearance of ambush from all sides, embarrassed on all sides, and the sky net was also empty, and turned into a top-down attack.
All the power of the Ghost Emperor is overwhelmed, like the sky is pouring, the sky wants you to die, you have to die, can you escape if you fall to the ground?
"Dead!!!"
Many strange voices were mixed into one word and enveloped.
Xia Ji raised his head, and the black knife in his hand swung upwards from the ground that was more than ten meters deep.
The first layer of the dharma may have forms, beasts, gods and Buddhas, or even legendary beasts, wind and rain, thunder and lightning, all kinds of...
But this blow is not a dharma image.
Amidst the dazed sea of snow, there seemed to be a divine pillar rising up against the sky, driving an indescribable blade of light, which seemed to accelerate the sunrise ten thousand times ten thousand times a million times, rising in the eyes of everyone.
In addition to brilliance, in addition to greatness, it is difficult to describe.
With this knife, even the original purple arc of the Black Blade Thunderfire is gone.
This is a pure knife, a knife that squeezes the infinite dharma and contains the infinite dharma.
Because there are so many dharmas, on the contrary, there are no dharmas, and it becomes pure, extreme, wonderful, mixed with everything, but pure.
One can't help but wonder if the supreme axe was so quiet and beautiful at the beginning of the world?
The mortal dust cannot tolerate such a knife light.
Everyone stared at the knife light with wide eyes.
This is the power of the Ten Realms.
But the power stemming from the Ten Realms has already given them the greatest horror.
It turns out that the ultimate and pure, so powerful?
A powerful sword like this, unparalleled in the world, destroys the dead, and drowns everything of the Ghost Emperor without any suspense.
The golden corpse and eight puppets are invulnerable to water and fire, but they are smashed into dust in this submersion.
Nothing in Tian Luo Fasi is unbreakable, but it also shatters inch by inch in the light of the sword.
Ghost Emperor Dharma Body, that is a superposition of layers of ghosts, an existence without a body, an existence that can pass through "material", but it is also completely defeated in this sword.
The knife light fades away.
Obviously only for a moment.
But it's like years.
In mid-air, the ghost emperor's entity appeared, floating in the air, maintaining the outline of the last moment, no one knew the power of the knife just now better than him.
What kind of monster is this?
How can people do this?
Why can't such a person reach the eleventh level?
Why don't you live for five hundred years?
And myself...
It has finally become a stepping stone to such a myth.
"Oh..."
He grinned and let out a self-deprecating laugh.
The spirit that barely maintained the floating figure finally dissipated, and the body disappeared with the wind.
Study ten thousand methods in one year, sixty thousand methods in six years.
All methods grind one image, and now it has become six images.
Who can see the effort behind this well-deserved knife?
If the battlefield is run over by natural disasters,
The smoke and dust slowly disperse but can't be dispersed,
A figure walked out of it, the figure was extremely fast, and the keys were light and swift, like a heavenly emperor patrolling, and a few breaths had reached the bet of the five-person notary.
Xia Ji raised his hand and rolled it directly towards the three treasures.
However, only the Jedi Order and the Ancient Scroll of Weihai were swept away by him, but the "Emperor Order" was steady and steady, pressing on the table, motionless.
The five guards looked at each other.
Xia Ji snorted coldly: "Wu family, can't afford to lose, do you want to deny it?"
He raised his hand and grabbed it directly towards the last imperial decree.
The imperial decree is like a mountain, suppressing this place, but unable to move.
Xia Ji suddenly noticed something strange.
It's not that he can't grab the imperial order, but that he needs to use the power of the Dark Emperor and use almost all of his power to grab it, which is obviously over the top.
So ~IndoMTL.com~ Judging from the situation on the bright side, this emperor ordered him to be unable to arrest him, otherwise the gains outweighed the losses.
He asked lightly, "Who is the Wu family? Did you swear not to be afraid of inner demons?"
A pleasant laughter sounded.
Everyone looked and saw a scholar-like man sitting in the corner. The man had pink cheeks and a strange warmth, but if it wasn't for his smile, no one would have noticed him at all.
The man smiled and said, "My surname is Su, so I didn't make this oath. You can't take the imperial order, and the other two are considered your reward for defeating the ghost emperor."
Before Xia Ji spoke, the Su family had already recognized the man.
A deacon of the Su family scolded angrily: "Su Yu! You traitor!"
Another person said: "You betrayed the Wu family, aren't you the Wu family? I, the emperor of the Su family, took the imperial order as promised, so what?"
As soon as the speaker finished speaking, Su Yu patted the table lightly, and with this pat, the two people who spoke up suddenly showed a look of horror, then hugged their heads and let out a mournful wailing. In the blink of an eye, the seven orifices bleed and lost their breath. They stared at them with frightened eyes, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.
Su Yu got up and was at the table in an instant. He raised his hand towards the imperial decree and said with a smile, "I'm not from the Wu family, so this restriction is not valid for me. Today I just won't let you take away the imperial decree, and you How?"
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