This was a battle where the fists moved the chains but did not move.
In essence, it was a battle where the strong bullied the weak.
But as you watched, you would find that the weak, who was being bullied, had a calm expression …
As the battle continued, the strong, who was bullying the weak, not only lost his usual relaxed and lazy expression, but gradually became gloomy.
The battle was not too eye-catching.
It was nothing more than the constant collapse of the fist, continuous rebirth, and the eight chains that made the fist collapse and rebirth.
But it was soul-stirring.
Because every time the fist collapsed, it meant that it blocked a fatal attack from the enemy for its master.
Even if it was not his young master who was on the verge of death …
Watching such a battle, Lu Xiaoxiao's nerves were all tensed up.
But what did he hear?
Was what he said right?
Lu Xiaoxiao did not understand.
But it did not seem to be important.
The important thing was …
"You, what's your attitude?"
Evil Moon did not tell Lu Xiaoxiao that he was answering his seemingly boring question. Instead, he was putting himself in Xie Tian's shoes to feel what he was thinking.
"It's not a bad thing that the Dao is broken. Instead, it's a good thing …"
"Because the completeness of the Dao is also a big problem for you …"
"When the Dao is broken, it loses the will of Bing Yan and the other two, but the power is still there …"
"Not only the power is still there, but when the Dao is broken, there will be more places for you to control the aura in a deeper way …"
"It's unbelievable!"
…
Like what?
Like a stick, only two ends were the contact points!
And when this rod was broken into two, there were four points of contact!
This was the meaning of the broken Dao to Xie Tian!
The Dao was broken!
It just lost the will of the master of the Dao!
But the Dao was broken!
But it could provide multiple control points for Xie Tian!
The multiplied number of control points allowed him to increase his control exponentially!
The increase in the degree of control brought about a sharp increase in the power of the broken Dao!
The stronger the Dao!
The deeper the control!
The stronger the power!
This was the reason why the Hollow Fist became the Solid Fist!
This was the reason why the Solid Fist could condense eight times in an instant!
This was the reason why the Solid Fist could push back the chains!
This was the reason why Emperor Su's expression became increasingly gloomy!
After several hours of killing …
Finally, Son of Heaven Mi understood everything from the increasingly terrifying power of his fists!
From Xie Tian's cold, bloody eyes, he could even see the incomparably arrogant and unruly words — —
I hate that my Dao isn't crippled!
"Preposterous …"
Prince Shu wanted to laugh.
But he couldn't bring himself to laugh.
Because he felt that he, who had been very calm from beginning to end, could no longer remain calm at this moment.
What he wanted to deal with, or perhaps it could be said that he had to face the terrifying wrath of the Lu Family, didn't display the noble killing intent he expected.
This was actually very normal.
This was because he knew very well what this person had encountered at the end of the ancient times. He knew very well that the current young master of the Lu Family was a piece of trash.
However, this trash did not have any sense of recognition or belonging towards the title of trash!
Instead, he launched a counterattack at the level of trash, trash, and lowly!
If the counterattack was useless, he could still accept it! He even mocked them!
However, he never expected that …
The petty counterattack launched by trash using trash actually gave him a ruthless slap in the face!
He hated the incomplete Dao!
His counterattack against Trash had instead become an even more powerful counterattack against Trash!
"This is preposterous, hehe …"
Emperor Su could finally laugh out loud.
As he laughed, he stopped his attack and looked at Xie Tian seriously for a moment before asking, "Are you very pleased?"
Xie Tian, who had just pulled his mind out from the state of comprehension, was puzzled when he heard this.
However, before he could voice out his doubts …
"When one is pleased with success, the horse loses its footing. Why, did you forget this saying? Hehe … "
As the laughter faded …
A series of bone-chilling sounds rang out!
The moment it erupted!
The eight Dao chains controlled by Son of Heaven Millet shattered!
Shattered into swords!
Thousands of them!
How many Dao remnants were there!
How many swords were there!
"Go!"
Seeing this situation, Xie Tian's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly. He did not dare to delay and immediately started to deal with it!
Evil Moon frowned and thought to himself, "Although I discovered it late, this way of dealing with it … is not good …"
Seeing this strange scene, Bing Yan and the other two were stunned at first. Then, they came to a sudden realization and were scared out of their wits!
"Emperor Su, this, this is …"
"The Old Man understands!"
"Dao remnants, Dao remnants, Dao remnants are not only harmless, but they can also allow the successor of the Evil Emperor to control them as he pleases!"
"That's why Emperor Su shattered the chains to form swords …"
"He wants to completely shatter the Dao remnants!"
"If that's the case … how can the successor of the Evil Emperor use the Dao remnants to fight …"
…
The battle that had stopped once again erupted for the third time.
This time, the rhythm of the battle became a real storm.
The Dao remnants became more and more broken …
Xie Tian's control of them became more and more agile …
However, the countless small swords created by Emperor Su's shattered chains did not give Xie Tian much chance to control them at all!
Usually, when the fist was only half formed, he would shatter all the Dao remnants again!
And this was not the most terrifying thing …
"If, if the Dao remnants can't be shattered …"
Bing Yan's eyes widened as he murmured in fear.
"Young Master, he, he …"
Ao Ge's dragon body suddenly turned cold.
"How can he fight then!"
Luo Su asked herself in Xie Tian's shoes, but she could not find any reason to fight.
What was a fatal blow?
This was a fatal blow.
Most of the time, Emperor Su's actions would be called flipping the table because he could not afford to play anymore.
But most of the time, not many people had the ability to flip the table.
This was especially the case for him to shatter the remnant dao. This was an extremely ridiculous ability.
Fortunately, the strange Emperor Su had such an ability.
And he completed it very easily.
In just a dozen breaths, the Dao from Bing Yan, Luo Su, and Ao Ji, which Xie Tian relied on for survival, turned into dim spots of light that covered the sky and the earth, disappearing from the entire world.
The battle also stopped.
Emperor Su's gloomy expression finally returned to his usual relaxed and mischievous look, and his eyes were bright.
It was so bright that the spectators could understand the meaning behind his eyes — — You're at your wit's end, right?
This meaning was obviously targeted at Xie Tian.
So all the gazes fell on Xie Tian again.
Xie Tian did not have the slightest dejection and dispiritedness after a defeat. Instead, there was a trace of doubt between his brows …
It was as if he did not understand why his opponent would say that he was very proud, did not understand why his opponent would say that he had lost his footing, did not understand why his opponent would suddenly explode out of nowhere …
But soon after, he calmed down.
If he could not understand it, he could just throw it aside.
Most importantly …
"Hey …"
Xie Tian looked at Bing Yan, Luo Su, and Ao Ji.
"Aren't we on the same side?"
"Ah …"
"Ah?"
"Oh."
The clones of the three almighties.
They walked to Xie Tian's side in a daze and stood in a row.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Su took a deep breath, but before he could spit it out with the feeling of being f * cked …
"Come again."
Xie Tian raised his chin …
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