As a result, the blazing killing intent paused for a moment.
It was this momentary pause that allowed Jian Wushuang to catch his breath.
He used up almost all of his strength to dodge and escape.
But he was still too late.
The unparalleled, unimaginably terrifying aura still easily destroyed Jian Wushuang's arm!
His entire right arm, which held the invisible sword, was completely shattered!
He'd lost an arm in exchange for a chance to escape. Cold sweat trickled down Jian Wushuang's temples.
That irresistible and untouchable aura was too terrifying. Just the last Imperial Emperor's will was so terrifying. If the Imperial Emperor himself came, what would it be like?
"Good boy, you actually managed to escape." Di Qing looked at him coldly. "If it was back then, I might have taken you in as an envoy. But now, anyone who dares to touch the Heavenly Court will be destroyed!"
A voice that sounded like a great bell rang out, and a pair of golden eyes swept across everyone present.
Chun Qiu and Cui Jing, who were slightly weaker, seemed to be unable to withstand the unknown pressure at this moment. They knelt heavily on the ground.
Chen Qing was clearly in a terrible state as well, but he still struggled to break free. He stretched out his arms and tried to drag Jian Wushuang out of the range.
But how could a spark compete with the bright moon? The Derivation Force he released was directly defeated by the Imperial Emperor's will in Di Qing's immortal body!
Jian Wushuang, who'd lost his right arm, had no chance of escaping. He'd already decided to disperse all of his Derivation Force and try his best to preserve the last of his aura.
The entire Heavenly Court was trembling. Although it was the last Imperial Emperor's will, it could still easily kill them and destroy them.
No one could escape the Imperial Emperor's punishment.
Jian Wushuang felt as if his entire body had fallen into a bottomless abyss. It was extremely cold, and every cell in his body was shattering.
The golden eyes shone brightly, as if announcing their death.
"Are we really going to die just like that?" He couldn't believe it. Di Qing's cold face was reflected in his deep eyes.
Everything was being destroyed, carrying out the final stage of collapse.
Just as the Emperor Emperor's will was about to punish him, a sudden and untimely question rang out around Jian Wushuang.
"Eh? Why is there such a familiar aura here? Did you two old things notice it? "
It was the voice of the tall and skinny old man, Yang Jun, that came from the Alms Bowl.
Jian Wushuang's whole body trembled, as if he was grabbing onto his last life-saving straw, he desperately tried to open the cork of the Alms Bowl.
Yang Jun's figure walked out of the Alms Bowl Vase. His eyes were fixed on Di Qing's figure, and he was a little surprised.
Di Qing, who was in the midst of delivering punishment, also stopped his actions. His eyes that were emitting golden light were also filled with disbelief.
"Yang Jun?"
"Six Ravens?!"
Two bewildered voices sounded at the same time.
The tall and thin old man, Yang Jun, was in slight disbelief. He directly floated forward and circled around Di Qing as he muttered, "Old Kid, didn't you die without leaving even a scrap behind? How did you end up like this? "
Di Qing took a deep breath and stared deeply at Yang Jun. He said uncertainly, "You, are you really Yang Jun?"
"In the entire Sky Territory, who can find another Emperor who is more elegant than me, Yang Jun?" Yang Jun straightened his body and stroked his beard.
"It's really you …" Di Qing's eyes twitched, and then he said with emotion, "I really didn't expect that I would be able to meet an old friend before I pass away."
"Speaking of which, I remember that you have already … Why have you completely recovered now?" Yang Jun was a little confused and looked at him carefully.
Di Qing smiled bitterly, and then a dark green cloud of smoke gushed out from the top of his head.
When the dark green cloud of smoke gushed out, Di Qing's entire body became weak, and then he fell into the hall and fainted.
The cloud of smoke slowly took shape in the air, and finally condensed into the Real Body of the Emperor dressed in Mo Yu Liuyun's Emperor robe.
"My True Shadow was destroyed in that great battle, and even my real body was reduced to dust. The me you see now is just an obsession, an obsession that is about to dissipate."
The Emperor called Six Crow by Yang Jun's name had a hint of loneliness in his pure golden eyes.
When Yang Jun heard this, he couldn't help but shout angrily, "Damned Zhen Wuyang, wait until I fully recover, and I will definitely avenge you!"
At the same time, two streams of light gushed out from the Alms Bowl and came to Six Crow Emperor.
"Six Crow, long time no see."
Su He, who had strange eyes, and Dao Gong, who looked dignified, appeared together with smiles on their faces.
Six Crow Emperor's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled, "I knew that you three old men would still be alive."
"You are no longer here, and this is the last time I see you."
The atmosphere was a little heavy. The three Emperors naturally noticed that Six Crow Emperor's True Shadow was long gone, and now he was just an obsession.
"You are too stubborn, and don't understand the saying 'where there is life, there is hope'." Yang Jun sighed. His old friend from the Emperors had become like this, and he naturally felt lonely.
However, Six Crow Emperor smiled happily, "I risked my True Shadow to destroy Zhen Wuyang, and left him with an unhealable wound. If I could choose again, I would still do the same."
"This is where I belong, and you don't have to worry. Since you all left your True Shadows behind, you will recover one day, and it won't be too late to seek revenge from Zhen Wuyang then."
Seeing Six Crow Emperor's magnanimity, the three Emperors couldn't help but ask, "Six Crow, have you let it go?"
"Let it go?" Six Crow Emperor took a deep breath, and then cursed loudly, "Let it go, f * cking fart, I want to eat his flesh and blood all the time, and bury him with my people."
The three Emperors looked at each other, and they didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the style of the seemingly calm Great Emperor.
Six Crow Emperor seemed to have thrown away the shackles in his heart, and said straightforwardly, "I'm going to die soon, and I'll leave the killing of Zhen Wuyang to you three old men. Remember, if that day comes, don't forget to stab him with your sword."
"It's a pity that we four Emperors can't drink to our hearts' content." Six Crow Emperor said regretfully.
Hearing this, Yang Jun's nose twitched slightly, and then he turned to look at Chen Qing.
Chen Qing, who was dragging Jian Wushuang back, felt an inexplicable sense of danger, and the hair on his back stood on end.
"I smell it, this kid smells of wine." Yang Jun said, and reached out his hand, and directly took the wine gourd from Chen Qing's waist.
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