Chapter 209: The Battle of the Martial Saints

The sick man burst out with a palm, and a true element immediately broke out of the air, the form of the true element is very special, it is not gaseous, similar to liquid, but it does not seem to be liquid, when it penetrates the air, the air seems to be distorted and deformed because of it, and there are bursts of sound similar to a sonic boom resounding, as if there is a monstrous torrent sweeping through the air, the power can be imagined.

The masters of the Wu family in the field instantly had a huge sense of oppression, and everyone seemed to be locked in place, unable to move, and could only watch as the vast and huge True Yuan attacked Emperor Wu Qing with the power of destroying all things.

Emperor Wu Qing immediately raised his hand and punched out, and the true yuan in the punch was like a tsunami, roaring out, and fiercely facing the true yuan attacked by the sick man.

Bang!

The two True Elements collided, and there was a loud bang, the sound shook the sky, the aftermath rippled, the entire void seemed to tremble, everything shook, and after a while, everything returned to calm.

At this time, the Wu family masters gathered around had all been shocked to the ground by the aftermath of the impact of the true yuan.

The battle between the Martial Saints was simply unbearable for others, including the Grand Grandmaster.

If Emperor Wu Qing hadn't used Zhenyuan to resist the attack of the sick man just now, so many people in the Wu family would probably have died on the spot.

Emperor Wu Qing did not hesitate, and immediately shouted to everyone in the Wu family: "Disperse." ”

The Wu family, who fell to the ground, immediately got up from the ground as soon as they heard Emperor Wu Qing's words, and then evacuated the fountain square as quickly as possible, and retreated to the far distance, and they stopped.

Xia Mohan and the Xia family in front of Zhaoyue Tower also unconsciously stood farther away, looking at Emperor Wu Qing and the sick man in the fountain square from a distance.

The sick man didn't care about those who retreated, he only stared at Emperor Wu Qing, his eyes seemed meaningful, he slowly spoke, and said deeply to Emperor Wu Qing: "No wonder you dare to argue with me like this, it turns out that you have been in the realm of martial saints for many years!" ”

If Emperor Wu Qing has only recently entered the realm of the Martial Saint, then the palm of the sick man is enough to cause Emperor Wu Qing to be injured, but Emperor Wu Qing completely blocked his palm and was unscathed, which proves that Emperor Wu Qing has not only entered the ranks of Martial Saints in the past two years.

Emperor Wu Qing, hidden deeply, completely exceeded the expectations of the sick man.

Emperor Wu Qing did not deny the words of the sick man, he admitted calmly: "I did seal the strength of my Martial Saint very early. ”

The sick man snorted coldly, and said coldly: "You should continue to hide, so that you can enjoy your old age in peace, but you are too stupid to want to take advantage of my illness to challenge my authority." ”

When Emperor Wu Qing heard this, his face did not change, and he said firmly: "I said, I just want to live as I want, that's all." ”

Emperor Wu Qing said frankly, but the sick man didn't believe it, he believed that Emperor Wu Qing had endured humiliation for many years, and now he was suddenly exposed, just because he had a plan.

He stared at Emperor Wu Qing for a deep moment, and then he said faintly: "Emperor Wu Qing, if you can honestly accept my sanctions, I only want your life, but if you have to resist, I will let your entire Wu family disappear from this world." ”

In a word, full of threats, if a sick man can say it, he will be able to do it.

Emperor Wu Qing knew about the sick man, of course he knew that the consequences of offending the sick man would be like this, and it was precisely because of this that he had endured it for many years and never thought of exposing himself. The survival of the family is what Emperor Wu Qing cares about the most, and for this reason, he can completely hide himself behind the scenes and ignore anything. However, he is willing to keep his light in obscurity and not show his edge, but the world has forced him to be exposed, he feels that the order of this society is becoming more and more chaotic, and Zhuge Xiong's monster is killing him, and no one can stop him. Emperor Wu Qing couldn't turn a blind eye, he had to stand up and stop it.

Moreover, Emperor Wu Qing also felt that the Wu family had been targeted, and even if he was not exposed, the Wu family would still fall into a crisis, so Emperor Wu Qingdi's exposure was inevitable.

"This society, under your control, is getting more and more sluggish, if you say something that shouldn't be said, you don't deserve to be called the master of the martial arts world at all, you have been restraining everyone like this, and the society will only regress more and more." Emperor Wu Qing stared at the sick man and said his heart.

When the sick man heard this, his eyes sank, and he said coldly: "It seems that you are still stubborn, aren't you afraid that because of your ignorance to challenge my authority, the foundation of your Wu family will be ruined?" ”

Emperor Wu Qing's expression was dark, and he replied leisurely: "If I live, the Wu family will have hope to survive, and if I die, the Wu family will really be finished." ”

If there was no Emperor Wu Qing, the last time the Four Heavenly Kings would have been able to level the Wu family, and if there was no Emperor Wu Qing, Wu Tian would have already become the soul of Zhuge Xiong's sword. Emperor Wu Qing is the absolute pillar of the Wu family, the Wu family cannot live without Emperor Wu Qing, Emperor Wu Qing cannot hide behind the scenes forever, he will eventually come out and personally withstand all this, he wants to protect the Wu family, and he can only rely on himself.

When the sick man heard Emperor Wu Qing say this, he finally ran out of patience, he stared at Emperor Wu Qingdi, and said coldly: "You are wrong, you are alive, and you can't stop me from doing anything." ”

When the words fell, the cold light flashed in the eyes of the sick man, and a touch of killing intent burst out from his eyes, his pale face seemed to have become a ghost face, eerie and terrifying, and his body leisurely showed a martial saint's might, and his right hand gently swiped in the void.

Suddenly, on the palm of the sick man's right hand, a spiral vortex appeared, the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the rotation became more and more violent.

Rumble!

A huge whirlpool, with the momentum of the wind and clouds, swept towards Emperor Wu Qing frantically.

Emperor Wu Qingdi's eyes were sharp, he didn't think twice, he immediately danced quickly with his palms on his chest, and suddenly, on Emperor Wu Qing's chest, a whirlpool like water but not water was also generated, and the whirlpool expanded rapidly and rotated violently at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

When the sick man's whirlpool true yuan came to attack, Emperor Wu Qingdi's palms suddenly burst out, and the whirlpool true yuan in his chest swept out in an instant.

Bang!

The two whirlpools collided violently in the void, making a loud bang, and then, the two whirlpools seemed to melt into one, and the strange thing is that the whirlpool that seemed to be watery was fused into a fire, and the fire was soaring into the sky, trembling violently in the void, and the heat source was rolling, filling the entire fountain square, above the square, as if there was a fire, the fire was in the air, and the air was completely shrouded in fire and smoke.

The people who stood and watched from a distance even seemed to feel that the heat was scorching, the momentum was overwhelming, and the breathing was blocked, and everyone felt that their hearts were burning and their chests were unbearably tight. Everyone held their breath and stared nervously, staring at the fountain square, but everyone could no longer see the figures of Emperor Wu Qing and the sick man, and could only see the dazzling fire and chaotic smoke.

The two people in the battle, their vision was also blurred, and the sick man took this opportunity to move, and the whole person rushed towards Emperor Wu Qing.

Emperor Wu Qing was in the firelight, and the heat source was always entwining him, but when the sick man attacked, he still felt that there was a powerful and hidden force approaching him, so Emperor Wu Qing immediately gathered momentum, rushed forward, and fought with the sick man who attacked.

After a while, the fire and smoke above the fountain square slowly dissipated, and the sight of everyone in the distance gradually became clear.

Only then did everyone see that Emperor Wu Qing and the sick man had already fought without everyone noticing, and the two of them were exuding a layer of light, and it seemed that both of them seemed to have golden light to protect themselves, and the fight between them was destined to be unusual.

Martial saint and martial saint, hand-to-hand fighting, fighting each other, this kind of scene, once in a hundred years, everyone on the scene, is the first time to see this level of duel, so everyone, is both nervous and excited, they can't take their eyes off it, they don't want to miss the slightest detail, they are also full of expectations, looking forward to Emperor Wu Qing can defeat this terrible sick man.

The first impression of the sick man is that he is a weak and sick man, he is thin and weakened, his face is pale and bloodless, as if he is going to die at any time, but he is such a weak and sick man, but he is unambiguous when he fights, he has been attacking, the offensive momentum is extremely domineering and fierce, every move he makes, there is a thunderous momentum, and as soon as the move comes out, the wind and clouds change dramatically. His body was extremely agile and fast, and the golden light around him seemed to be unable to keep up with the speed of his shots, making it seem as if there were overlapping shadows swirling around him.

It's too strong, and the power of the Martial Saint is extraordinary.

Emperor Wu Qing is also a martial saint, of course he is not weak, every move and style of his is strong and cool, unpredictable, his movements are flexible, faster, if you say that the sick man is as fast as the wind, he is as fast as lightning, no matter how strong his sick man's attack is, no matter how fast the speed is, he can also skillfully resist and quickly dodge, he does not lose to the sick man in terms of moves and speed, at the same time, his true yuan is also all burst out, in the face of such a strong sick man, he does not dare to slack off, he must concentrate on it, try his best to deal with it.

After a duel, the two seemed to be on equal footing.

The people present, the heartstrings are always tight, this martial saint duel, although it is exciting, they are also excited to open their eyes, but they are more concerned about the outcome of this duel, the two have been holding each other for a long time, everyone continues to be nervous, and they dare not relax for a moment.

Wu Tian was more nervous than anyone else, because he knew that whether Emperor Wu Qing won or lost, it was not only the fate of Emperor Wu Qing who would decide it, but the fate of the entire Wu family. Once Emperor Wu Qing fails, then no one in the Wu family can stop the sick man, and the sick man only needs to wave his hand to make the Wu family go up in smoke.

The survival of the Wu family depends on this showdown.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the contest between Emperor Wu Qing and the sick man entered a white heat.

"It's time to finish!"

Just when the two of them were fighting hotly, the sick man suddenly roared, and in an instant, the layers of shadows around him suddenly closed, all his true yuan condensed into a group, and all the moves turned into one palm, he did not hesitate, and the condensed true yuan in one palm suddenly struck out, directly hitting Emperor Wu Qing.

This palm is powerful, and the true yuan carried under the palm wind is even more domineering and infinitely powerful.

Seeing this, Emperor Wu Qing's eyebrows froze, and he immediately burst out with a palm, and the true yuan in his palm burst out.

Bang!

Palms struck each other, the true element and the true element collided, and the aftermath of a shocking wave shook instantly, the air shattered, and the wind and clouds changed color.

The sick man's attack palm was unstoppable, and Emperor Wu Qing defended with a palm, but he was finally weaker, and a moment later, Emperor Wu Qingdi's body flew out upside down, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood spilled in the air, stabbing everyone's eyes.

In the end, Emperor Wu Qing slammed to the ground like a dilapidated stone, splashing countless dust.