"Your Excellency insists on making a move, you are so arrogant, you can't help but ignore my Xuanwu League, right?"

Zhang Qinghe squinted his eyes, the cold light flashed, accompanied by a burst of murderous intentions, Mo Wuchen's behavior really made him angry.

"Is there anything in your Xuanwu League that is worth putting in my eyes?"

Mo Wuchen was disdainful, flicked his fingers, and turned into a sword light in an instant, soaring into the sky.

Then, the sword light actually split up in the sky, and one turned into ten thousand paths, sliding down like a rain of stars.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Qinghe was completely furious, and Shenwei enveloped the entire Yongnan City in an instant.

He shouted angrily, opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of glow, turning into a blazing sun, hitting upward, evaporating all of Mo Wangchen's sword light into mist.

The blazing air flow caused the entire land of Yongnan City to rise with a stream of heat, as if the entire city was about to evaporate into gray mist.

Many people were sweating profusely, and their bodies flew away from the distance, not daring to get closer.

"Boom ......"

The sun hanging high in the sky, after evaporating all of Mo Wangchen's ten thousand sword lights, suddenly became brighter, making the airflow on this side even hotter, and then under the gaze of everyone in the city, it fell fiercely towards Mo Wuchen.

"Condensation!"

Mo Wuchen let out a deep sigh, and his momentum exploded to the peak in an instant.

In the godhead in his body, a steady stream of divine power poured out, and the light surrounded his body, like an ancient god of war bathed in holy light.

"Buzz ......"

The general trend was rolling, and in an instant, the majestic sword pressure filled the entire heaven and earth, and a huge sword shadow emerged, fused with extremely pure divine power in it, which was a force that could not be stopped by human beings.

The giant sword is like a mighty sky, and at the moment it emerges, it is a sword that rushes out.

"......"

The suppressed sun was pierced by a sword, twisted in an instant, and then turned into a rolling heat wave and exploded, blowing the void to the ground.

"Poof!"

Below the ground, many people couldn't bear the strong pressure, couldn't help coughing up blood, and turned pale.

"Slash!"

Don't forget the dust, strode forward, and in an instant, the giant sword that pierced the sun slashed down from the sky.

Zhang Qinghe's complexion changed drastically, the divine power contained in this sword was too terrifying.

Unlike a demigod like him, the divine power in that sword was extremely pure, and it was definitely evolved from law, more like the divine power of heaven and earth that only quasi-god-level people could invoke!

But Mo Wuchen in front of him is obviously not a quasi-god-level powerhouse, and even in Zhang Qinghe's opinion, the other party is estimated to be not even a demigod.

"Is it ......?"

His heart shook, and there was only one possibility, and that was that Mo Wuchen's body had condensed his godhead!

However, before he could say anything, the greatsword was already slashing down.

"Boom!"

Zhang Qinghe resisted with all his might, and layers of spiritual power light curtains appeared, wanting to stop Mo Wuchen's giant sword.

"Bang!"

However, in front of the giant sword, even if his spiritual power light curtain was strong, he couldn't resist it at all, and in an instant, Zhang Qinghe was split and flew out.

"Poof!"

His face turned pale instantly, coughing up blood, and his body flew upside down hundreds of feet in the air before finally stopping.

In the city, everyone was in an uproar, and their faces were almost in a daze.

Zhang Qinghe is a figure who has been a demigod nine hundred years ago, far stronger than these people who have preached demigods in the past nine hundred years, but now, he was slashed by Mo Wuchen's sword, and looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he has been hit hard.

It's hard to imagine how powerful this mysterious Terran powerhouse is?

"Kill!"

Mo Wuchen had no merciful intentions, after the giant sword split Zhang Qinghe into the air, it gradually became smaller, and finally came into his hands.

He stepped away and forced Zhang Qinghe step by step, his eyes were cold, like a killing god, people didn't dare to look at him.

"Buzz ......"

In the end, Mo Wangchen came to him, and the long sword was pressed between the opponent's eyebrows.

"If you dare to kill me, Emperor Wu will definitely not give up, no matter what your origins are, you will be killed by him!" Zhang Qinghe clenched his fists, and there was still blood left at the corners of his mouth.

"With him, do you dare to be called Emperor Wu, self-styled?" Mo Wuchen sneered.

"For nine hundred years, Emperor Wu swept all sides, even the Emperor of Tianlong of the same generation never dared to confront him, all the heroes did not retreat, you are powerful, but if Emperor Wu makes a move, he can kill you with a snap of his fingers. ”

"Hehe, it's so nice, isn't it still in cahoots with the ancient clan, the development of the Xuanwu League is good on the surface, but who in the world doesn't know, if it weren't for his cowardice and bowing to the ancient clan, the Xuanwu League would have been destroyed a long time ago, and he dared to call himself Emperor Wu, which is really a shame for my human race. Mo Wuchen sneered, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he could take the other party's life at any time.

"Dare to insult Emperor Wu, who are you?"

"What kind of demeanor is Emperor Wu, the emperor's body is immortal and indestructible, even if it is a heavenly dragon body, it can be a battle, the human race is in the world, if he can't be called Emperor Wu, who else can bear it?"

In the city, there were many Terran cultivators who shouted angrily, obviously, they were all people who had been protected by the Xuanwu League over the years, and they were all strong people who had followed the Xuanwu Emperor.

"Divine Fall Mountain, Lingxiao Guan, the former Holy Son of Love, there is the Qing Emperor in the north of the Daluo Heavenly Realm, and the Emperor of Heaven in the east, which of them is not a genius in the world, and he has not dared to proclaim himself Emperor Wu, is he Xuanheng a little more special than others?" Mo Wuchen sneered.

"Bold!"

"I actually called Emperor Wu's real name!"

Hearing Mo Wuchen's words, many people's faces were even more angry, but no one dared to act rashly.

"You even beheaded the demigods of the ancient clan, and now you are so disrespectful to Emperor Wu, you have a great disaster to the ancient clan of the human race, and you will definitely die!" Zhang Qinghe said in a deep voice.

"I don't know if I'm going to die, but today, you can't live. ”

Mo Wangchen looked at him, his eyes were very cold, as if he was looking at a dead man.

After that, the long sword in his hand buzzed, and it stabbed out, killing Zhang Qinghe with one blow.

"Buzz ......"

But suddenly, at the center of Zhang Qinghe's eyebrows, there was a divine light rushing out, as if it contained the power of the sun, which made people change color, and it actually shook Mo Wuchen's sword back.

"Huh?"

Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, and the next moment he saw that in front of Zhang Qinghe, that divine light turned into an illusory figure.

"Emperor Xuanwu!"

People exclaimed, they didn't expect that Emperor Xuanwu actually sealed a divine thought in Zhang Qinghe's eyebrows, and at this moment Zhang Qinghe was threatened by his life, and he had to appear.

"Who are you, who want to kill the right envoy of the emperor, but you know that you have committed the crime of extermination?"

Emperor Xuanwu wore a beaded head and a python robe, and although nine hundred years have passed, his appearance has not changed much.

Now, where he stands out of thin air, he is like the Xuansheng Emperor in the past, ruling the world, and no one dares to underestimate him.

(End of chapter)