Wang Yuanchun's head and Song Xuan's body exploded into a bloody mist at the same time.
Then, just as the two bloody mists sprayed into the air, they quickly evaporated into wisps of green smoke due to the blazing fire energy contained within.
Zhang Dongyun's expression was calm. He walked past Wang Yuanchun's headless corpse and took another step forward, arriving in front of the Ninth Prince of the Daning Dynasty, Han Pingzhang.
Han Pingzhang's expression was serious, but there was no fear in his eyes.
He cast aside all his selfish thoughts and swung the long rod in his hand, taking the initiative to attack Zhang Dongyun.
The Dragon Coiling Rod, the direct descendant of the Daning Dynasty's Han Family, smashed down at Zhang Dongyun's head with a tremendous force.
Zhang Dongyun didn't even change his movements and punched out as usual.
Raging, blazing flames condensed and gathered in Zhang Dongyun's fist.
His fist seemed to be moving slowly and heavily.
But it was only an instant, and his fist had already landed on Han Pingzhang's Dragon Coiling Rod.
Han Pingzhang used all his strength, but in the end, the long rod in his hand was broken by Zhang Dongyun's punch!
The accumulated strength exploded, turning into a sea of fire that enveloped the surroundings. At the same time, it also shook Han Pingzhang's half-broken rod out of his hand.
He also felt his insides burning as he was sent flying.
Zhang Dongyun's gaze swept across again. Lou Yu and Nine Peaks Academy's Shen Xingyuan had all turned around and fled.
He took a step forward and appeared directly behind Shen Xingyuan.
Shen Xingyuan's heart was filled with despair.
Just now, Zhang Dongyun was as fast as a ghost, arriving in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. Everyone was already shocked by his speed.
Now that they saw the Yan Emperor Fist, how could they not know that it was another unparalleled technique of the Evil Emperor's when he dominated the world, the Wind Emperor Body?
It was extremely fast and ferocious. It had no problem catching up to the 11th Realm Lou Yu, let alone Shen Xingyuan.
Zhang Dongyun was able to defeat Song Xuan, Lou Yu, Zhao Heng, and the others consecutively with his tenth level cultivation. Even the speed at which he changed his moves was faster than the eleventh level Lou Yu. This was also the effect of the Wind Emperor's Body.
Seeing Zhang Dongyun chasing after him, Shen Xingyuan despaired.
He could only barely parry.
However, Zhang Dongyun, who cultivated in martial arts, was able to get close to Shen Xingyuan and take him down in the blink of an eye.
He grabbed the literary talent scroll condensed from the illusory literary talent aura above the other party's head.
Then, the book turned into tiny fragments of spiritual light and disappeared into thin air.
Zhang Dongyun clenched his fist again, and Shen Xingyuan became a turtle in a jar.
After capturing Shen Xingyuan alive, he raised his hand and casually patted him twice.
Then, the heavily injured Zhao Heng and Han Pingzhang's heads exploded at the same time, exploding into a bloody mist in midair.
The Flame Emperor's Fist Force in their bodies burst out and burned the corpses and the blood mist.
Zhang Dongyun carried Shen Xingyuan with one hand and then looked in the direction where Lou Yu escaped.
At this moment, on the other side, the sky was suddenly dyed red by the flames.
Zhang Dongyun's heart stirred slightly.
A 13th Realm elite of the Zhao Dynasty had fallen.
Zhao Shuo, Zhao Minglun, and Zhao Pingyuan, the three leaders of the 13th Realm, had no choice but to give up on the imperial capital and try to break out.
However, the old emperor Zhao Minglun, who had been injured first, was the first to fall behind.
His injuries were too severe.
Zhao Shuo and Zhao Pingyuan had no choice but to give up on him.
Even so, not many of them would be able to escape.
If more of them got tired, none of them would be able to leave.
Zhao Shuo and Zhao Pingyuan fled, while Zhao Minglun tried to escape in another direction with difficulty.
The expressionless youth with an ordinary iron sword in hand ignored Zhao Minglun and chased after Zhao Shuo and Zhao Pingyuan.
However, Zhao Minglun didn't have it easy either.
Long Te caught up.
Although they were all 13th Realm cultivators now, Zhao Minglun was already heavily injured.
How could he be a match for Long Te now?
If it were someone else from Chang 'an chasing after him, the old emperor Zhao could still consider surrendering.
However, when he saw Long Te with cold eyes chasing after him, he understood that he probably didn't have a chance to survive today.
Since that was the case, Zhao Minglun wanted to risk his life and try to take Long Te down with him.
However, Long Te wasn't in a hurry. He didn't feel any urgency to take revenge.
He was like an extremely patient hunter, taking care of his prey that had fallen into a desperate situation bit by bit, not giving the other party a chance to fight back.
Several Sea Fire Tiger Evil Shadows surrounded Zhao Minglun. They weren't in a hurry to succeed. They just surrounded and harassed him, not giving Zhao Minglun any chance to breathe.
Long Te wanted Zhao Minglun to bleed to death.
He slowed down on this side. However, on the other side of the sky, fire suddenly exploded.
"It seems that either Zhao Shuo or Zhao Pingyuan has died under Mister Su's sword before you."
Long Te looked at Zhao Minglun and said slowly, "You won't be lonely in the Yellow Springs now."
Zhao Minglun looked up at the sky and sighed. Then, he used all his strength to slash at Long Te himself.
Long Te only used one Evil Shadow to block his opponent's desperate attack.
Although this Evil Shadow died, the remaining Sea Fire Tiger Evil Shadows swarmed forward and immediately tore apart Zhao Minglun's body.
When Zhao Minglun died, the fire energy of the Bright Barbarian Blade in his body also exploded, turning the surrounding area into a sea of fire.
After Long Te finished off Zhao Minglun, he immediately continued his pursuit.
In the distance, someone else did the same.
Chu Yaoguang quietly watched Zhao Pingyuan die under Su Po's sword.
Su Po still had an indifferent expression, as if nothing else could attract his attention.
Except for the Magnificent Emperor Zhao Shuo.
His sword was faster and faster. Zhao Shuo, who didn't have the help of the Earth Flame Divine Armor and the Earth Flame Heaven Burning Formation, found it even harder to block the other's sword.
Zhao Shuo had no choice but to take out the scabbard.
He didn't understand the way of the sword and was still trying to figure out how to use it.
Now that the situation was critical, he could only raise the scabbard in an attempt to block Su Po's Formless Sword.
The result was that the scabbard shattered on the spot, turning into a ball of thick ink. Then, it quickly disappeared without a trace.
However, something happened that surprised Zhao Shuo.
After destroying the scabbard, Su Po actually put his sword back into the scabbard and left.
Seeing this, Zhao Shuo couldn't help but be stunned.
He couldn't have imagined that Su Po's target was the scabbard and not him.
Such a ridiculous thing even made Zhao Shuo unable to believe it at first. He thought that his opponent had other, more dangerous plans.
But when he confirmed that Su Po had indeed left without looking back, the current emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty almost fainted from anger.
Could it be that the "Sword Devil" Su Po and the rest of the Twelve Kings of Hell weren't on the same side as Chang 'an?
Did he appear here just for the scabbard?
If Zhao Shuo had known this, he would have thrown the scabbard out and handed it to the other party.
At this moment, Emperor Jing's intestines were green with regret. For the first time in his life, he had the urge to cut his own throat. He was too ashamed to face anyone.
If Su Po hadn't suddenly appeared, Chang 'an wouldn't have been able to break through the Great Jing Dynasty's capital, Fengming City.
Just because of this scabbard, the foundation of the Great Jing Dynasty was destroyed just like that?
Zhao Shuo couldn't speak for a long time.
After regaining his composure, Emperor Jing calmed down again and told himself that this was a major discovery.
"Sword Demon" Su Po was currently the strongest of the twelve Kings of Hell that had reappeared in the world.
But he didn't seem to be on the same side as Chang 'an.
This meant that the scabbard might be a trap that Chang 'an had dug for the Great Jing Dynasty.
Because of this, Su Po was lured here and used as a spear.
Unfortunately, he didn't know why Su Po wasn't angry or bothered by this.
The relationship between them was really strange.
But for the other people of the Central Plains, this might be an opportunity that they could use.
Emperor Jing's face darkened. Just as he was about to retreat, he saw a galaxy chasing after him.
Su Po didn't chase after him, but Chu Yaoguang was still there.
Although Chu Yaoguang's cultivation was only at the Twelfth Realm, she was extremely powerful. She wasn't at a disadvantage when facing Zhao Shuo, who was at the Thirteenth Realm.
With the help of the Galaxy Silk, she even had the upper hand against Zhao Shuo, who had lost his Earth Core Flame Divine Armor.
Zhao Shuo was helpless. He could only exchange blows with Chu Yaoguang and use this opportunity to escape.
But Chu Yaoguang used the Galaxy Silk to block Zhao Shuo's escape. Then, she quickly chased after him.
What made Zhao Shuo even more annoyed was that he saw a huge Sea Fire Tiger charging at him from behind.
Long Te had also arrived.
He teamed up with Chu Yaoguang. Zhao Shuo couldn't help but look up at the sky and say, "My life is over."
But at this moment, a huge Taiji diagram suddenly appeared.
As the Taiji diagram spun, purple Qi floated.
This Taiji diagram blocked Chu Yaoguang and Long Te's path.
"Someone from the Tai Qing Palace?" Chu Yaoguang and Long Te both recognized the other party.
Chu Yaoguang slashed with her saber. As starlight exploded, she stopped the Taiji diagram from spinning.
Then, her Galaxy Silk spun again and tore the Taiji diagram apart.
An old Taoist was revealed.
It was the senior cultivator of the Tai Qing Palace's Thirteenth Realm, Perfected Qinghe.
With Perfected Qinghe helping Zhao Shuo, the situation changed.
The two of them didn't seek to defeat Chu Yaoguang and Long Te. They only wanted to retreat.
After the vast Grand Essence mist dispersed, Chu Yaoguang and Long Te's path was blocked.
Although Chu Yaoguang used her saber light to break through the Grand Essence mist, Perfected Qinghe and Zhao Shuo had already disappeared.
In the air, only Zhao Shuo's voice was still floating, "I will definitely take revenge for today's grudge."
Chu Yaoguang looked at the empty space expressionlessly. Beside her, Long Te's face was ashen.
With Perfected Qinghe's help, Zhao Shuo finally escaped.
He thanked Perfected Qinghe, "It's all thanks to you that I was able to escape this time. I can't thank you enough."
Perfected Qinghe said, "It should be said that it's all thanks to Senior Brother that I came here to take a look. That's why I was able to help Your Majesty in time."
"Perfected Peng's foresight is godly," Zhao Shuo said.
"I saw that Long Te seemed to have reached the 14th level of the Demonic Way. He has already cultivated to the Demonic Shadow Realm?" Perfected Qinghe asked.
Zhao Shuo nodded, "That's right. It's indeed so. I'm also curious about the reason."
After a pause, he continued, "There's one more thing that I need to discuss with you."
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