A thousand miles away from Zhenwei City.
The space was torn apart like a piece of cloth. It could be described as a tragic scene.
Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!
High up in the sky, Jun Changxiao and Great Emperor Zhenwei were hundreds of feet apart. Heavy sword momentum gathered around their bodies as they stood opposite each other.
Judging from the battle just now, it seemed that they were evenly matched.
"Although this Great Emperor Zhenwei is also a Sword and Martial Saint, he is still a little weaker than Patriarch in terms of sword momentum. He should have used some kind of special secret technique to forcefully increase his strength." He Wudi commented.
"…"
Ye Xingchen was silent.
This guy really knows more than me!
What is his background? What is his identity?
Speaking of which …
Jun Changxiao also relied on various kinds of aptitude liquids to increase his strength. He didn't even comprehend the Sword Dao during the whole process. Why didn't he feel that it was fake?
It was very simple.
This guy's cheat level was very high.
Great Emperor Zhenwei's right hand that was holding the sword stretched slightly and said coldly, "Jun Patriarch's Sword Dao is extraordinary. This emperor quite admires you."
"Same here."
Although the two were praising each other, they maintained absolute focus because the battle had just begun. There would be more intense battles later!
Swish!
Swish!
Sure enough, after a short conversation, both sides once again turned into sword lights and fought crazily in mid-air. The battle process was hard to describe. Only from the ripples that spread out, it was extremely strong!
"Young Master!"
Elder Lin, who was hiding thousands of miles away, said in disbelief, "That golden-armored martial artist referred to himself as this emperor. He might be the one we are going to seek refuge with … Great Emperor Zhenwei!"
"Pfft!"
Yuan Gongzi couldn't help but spurt out blood.
He had traveled thousands of miles across the sea to reach his destination, but he had met Jun Changxiao before he had even reached his destination. Jun Changxiao had even saved his life, and after much difficulty, he had decided to seek refuge with the ambitious Emperor Zhenwei. That guy was evenly matched with him!
God!
Did you deliberately send Jun Changxiao to torture me!
Or is it that no matter what I, Yuan Feng, do in this life, I will be bullied and trampled by that guy until I achieve nothing and live in his shadow forever!
Boom — — —
An explosion sounded from afar as Great Emperor Zhenwei crashed to the ground with a faint sword mark on his golden armor.
Jun Changxiao stood proudly in mid-air and said indifferently, "You are the only opponent that I have not lost to in over a hundred moves since I came into contact with the Sword Dao."
Very arrogant!
How arrogant!
"Whoosh —"
Emperor Zhenwei flew over and patted his slightly damaged armor. He sneered coldly, "As expected, there's always someone better than you."
"However …"
He gripped the Dragon Power Sword tightly and said, "This Emperor has a rough understanding of your strength. The only thing left for you now is to face death."
"Shua!"
Raising his hand, Zhang Xuan gathered the momentum of his sword.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Within the city, the swords on the soldiers' backs and grips trembled violently, and then flew into the air uncontrollably.
"Swish! Swish!
"Swish! Swish!
A hundred thousand sharp swords flew in unison, forming a 'one' shape above the city, displaying a majestic aura!
Jun Changxiao frowned and said, "It's very similar to my Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"
He had the strength of a Sword Saint and Martial Saint, and now he was using a similar sword technique. Was this a coincidence, or was there something else?
The system hurriedly stopped Jun Changxiao's imagination and said, "It's very normal for a Sword Saint to gather countless swords. Host, please keep your bold thoughts to yourself."
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, the swords above the city disappeared into thin air!
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! "
Behind Emperor Zhenwei, waves of water rippled, and then transformed into a golden halo. The swords that had disappeared gradually reappeared. There were at least a hundred thousand of them, and they covered the entire sky. No matter which angle one looked at it from, the scene was extremely majestic!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At the same time, violent winds howled!
"Jun Patriarch."
Emperor Zhenwei raised his head proudly and said, "This Emperor's Flying Dragon Sword Dance, can you take it?"
"Flying Dragon Sword Dance?"
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "It's a bit disappointing for a tyrant to use such a poetic sword name."
Whoosh!
He held the Jade Dragon Ask the Heavens Sword horizontally in front of him, and his black hair fluttered wildly. The sword aura around him instantly spread out.
"Hmm?"
Emperor Zhenwei frowned slightly and said, "The sword aura you're releasing seems to be similar to my Flying Dragon Sword Dance. Could it be that you can also summon ten thousand swords?"
"Summon ten thousand swords?"
Jun Changxiao sneered and said, "It's just a move that I haven't played with before."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
As he spoke, the sword aura that he released rushed toward the ground, and then enveloped the stones, wood, branches, and leaves, causing them to fly up on their own. Each of them contained a sharp aura.
Summoning swords was indeed a move that he had not played with before! Now that Gou Sheng released his sword aura, everything could be used as a sword!
The difference between the two was obvious!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The stones and leaves that were enveloped by the sword aura flew over one after another, and then hung behind Jun Changxiao, facing off against Emperor Zhenwei.
At this moment.
The scene that appeared in everyone's vision was full of sword aura and sword light!
"Too terrifying!"
Elder Lin was so shocked that his mind trembled. He hurriedly retreated further away with Yuan Gongzi, fearing that when the two of them fought, it would endanger him!
Li Qingyang and the others also retreated one after another.
Xiao Ziji even took out his divine weapon, the Cloud Dream Hero's Secret. With his back facing Zhenwei City, it was like an indestructible mountain, providing absolute safety for the residents of the city.
"Scapegoat."
Ye Xingchen said indifferently, "They're not the people of Azure Sun County, why are you protecting them so carefully?"
Xiao Ziji said, "Because the Patriarch doesn't want those children to die."
"…"
Ye Xingchen thought to himself, "He really thinks of himself as the embodiment of chivalry."
… ….
A thousand miles away.
Jun Changxiao and Emperor Zhenwei were still facing off against each other.
The sword aura and sword light that gathered around them became more and more powerful. Obviously, it was the time to draw their swords!
"Dragon Sword Dance!"
"Swish swish swish swish swish!"
The sharp swords in the golden halo suddenly dragged streams of light and shot out like a school of sardines. The explosive sword aura instantly evolved into a lifelike golden dragon beast!
"Snap!"
Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers.
"Swish swish swish!"
"Swish swish swish swish swish!"
The dense sword light behind him suddenly flew out!
They also gathered together like a school of sardines, but when they rushed over, they seemed to have turned into a ferocious tiger shark!
"Hu hu hu!"
"Hu hu hu!"
The dragon-like and shark-like arrow rain fiercely collided with each other.
For a moment, the dark sky suddenly flickered with bright light spots, like fireworks exploding in an instant, and finally dyed the entire sky as bright as day!
Ding ding ding ding ding!
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Jun Changxiao and Emperor Zhenwei stood proudly on the spot. As the sword aura collided with each other, they involuntarily took a step back.
"…"
Yuan Gongzi and Elder Lin held their breaths.
At this moment, the dazzling scene that appeared in their field of vision was simply too shocking!
If they weren't sure that both of them were Saint-rank, they would even suspect that an Emperor-rank battle was nothing more than this!
"Swish —"
As thousands of sword lights violently collided, Emperor Zhenwei's body flickered with golden light. He rushed toward Jun Changxiao as one with his sword and closed the distance between him and Jun Changxiao in the blink of an eye!
"Jun Patriarch!"
"This battle is over!"
"Hu hu!"
The golden light was scorching hot, and the space instantly collapsed!
Jun Changxiao raised his eyebrows. The sword aura around him instantly gathered together and formed layers of defensive barriers.
At this moment, Emperor Zhenwei's lips curled up into a smile. The sharp sword aura that was originally charging forward was instantly enveloped by hot flames. He roared, "Supreme Li Fire, burn the void!"
Jun Changxiao's pupils contracted. He exclaimed, "This guy is also a fire elementalist!"
"Rumble —"
An intense explosion suddenly appeared in the sky. Hot flames spewed out, and the two sword lights stopped colliding. They lost their power and dissipated.
"Swish!"
Emperor Zhenwei quickly flew out from the flames. He hovered in his original position with his hands behind his back. A victorious smile appeared on his face.
…
"Young Master!"
Elder Lin exclaimed, "The battle is over!"
"What's the outcome?" Yuan Gongzi asked hurriedly.
Looking at the flames that covered half of the sky, Elder Lin said solemnly, "Jun Changxiao lost. I'm afraid he's either dead or injured!"
Yuan Gongzi was stunned at first. Then, he covered his face and laughed loudly.
But gradually, his laughter was filled with sadness. He said dejectedly, "It's my life's regret that I couldn't defeat such a strong opponent personally!"
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