The palm of the sick man, in the form of a knife split, slashed at Emperor Wu Qing, and suddenly, a thunderbolt Zhenyuan slashed through the air, cut through the obstacles, and hit Emperor Wu Qing fiercely.

Seeing this, Emperor Wu Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, as the target of the attack, he naturally felt the true yuan power that destroyed the withering and decaying under the palm of the sick man, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and immediately urged the power of his whole body to condense on the blood dragon knife. The Blood Dragon Knife absorbed all of Emperor Wu Qing's True Yuan, and the blade immediately emitted an extremely dazzling red light, the red light was like fire, and the sword was like the blade of the Demon King, which was shocking and dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Wu Qing quickly raised the Blood Dragon Knife to the top of his head as a barrier.

Bang!

The true yuan under the power of the sick man's palm, like a thunderbolt, hit the blood dragon knife that condensed the powerful true yuan of Emperor Wu Qing, and in an instant, a shock startled, and the aftermath of the collision of the true yuan spread out towards the surrounding area with an overwhelming momentum, covering the entire mid-air, sweeping the sky and the earth.

The power of this aftermath is really extraordinary, and it is no exaggeration to say that if a great grandmaster stands here, he will definitely be killed by this aftermath.

The onlookers stood far away, so they were not affected, but they also felt the unfathomable sense of coercion, as if there was a torrential wave crashing, making their breathing stagnant, their face and skin tingling, and their eyes difficult to open.

It wasn't until they got used to this sense of oppression that everyone slowly opened their eyes, and the scene in front of them became clear, and everyone saw that Emperor Wu Qing was still standing in place with the posture of holding the Blood Dragon Knife high, motionless. And the sick man is still in mid-air, with a palm splitting trend.

Emperor Wu Qing was not defeated, seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the frightened palm of the sick man just now was too terrifying, and Emperor Wu Qing was already weak, many people thought that Emperor Wu Qing couldn't bear it, but they didn't expect that Emperor Wu Qing still blocked the strong attack of the sick man in this situation.

It's just that as soon as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sick man's expression suddenly changed, he looked at Emperor Wu Qing with a cold face, and said coldly: "Do you know why my move is called Shocking Palm?" ”

When Emperor Wu Qing heard this, he instantly had a bad premonition in his heart, he was stunned for a moment, and then, his face suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "Could it be..."

Without waiting for Emperor Wu Qing to finish speaking, the sick man in mid-air suddenly withdrew his hand and fell back to the ground leisurely.

And Emperor Wu Qing still stood in place in a blocking posture.

It stands to reason that the sick man withdrew the attack, and Emperor Wu Qing should have relaxed in an instant, but the fact was the opposite, Emperor Wu Qing's face showed a look of panic, and the blood dragon knife in his hand suddenly trembled violently, and the blood-red sword light on the knife body, as well as the extreme true yuan power of Emperor Wu Qing contained on it, seemed to be out of control, beating wildly.

Bang!

After the Blood Dragon Knife trembled for a moment, suddenly, all the power it carried around it smashed on Emperor Wu Qing's body, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Emperor Wu Qing's mouth, and his people also fell to the ground with a bang.

It's the power of the backlash!

The biggest feature of the stunning palm is that it can cause the opponent's power to backlash, under the bombardment of the sick man's palm, no matter how much strength Emperor Wu Qing uses to fight back, in the end, his power will be eaten back to himself.

The sick man knew that Emperor Wu Qing would definitely spare no effort to block his invincible move, and he wanted to use Emperor Wu Qingdi's strength to attack Emperor Wu Qing, so that Emperor Wu Qing could deeply feel the taste of despair.

Emperor Wu Qing was counterattacked by the power of his true yuan, he went to half his life in an instant, he was lying on the ground, his expression was gloomy, his face was pale, he was exhausted, he was extremely weak, and even his breathing became difficult.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

The people of the Wu family were all shocked, and their hearts were extremely shocked, just now they saw that Emperor Wu Qing had blocked the sick man, and they were quietly relieved, but now they knew that the more successfully Emperor Wu Qing blocked it, the more seriously he was injured. At this time, the hope of the Wu family is completely shattered, and Emperor Wu Qing may no longer be able to return to the sky, and everyone's pillar has collapsed.

The mentality of the people of the Xia family has basically collapsed, Emperor Wu Qing is defeated, and the Wu family is about to die, and the death of their Xia family is probably not far away.

Wu Tian and Xia Mohan also looked desperate and froze on the spot.

At the huge scene, there was only a sick man, with a proud expression and a high-spirited posture, he was condescending, looking down at Emperor Wu Qing, and said disdainfully: "With your little ability, you even want to fight with me, it's really a joke." ”

The sick man stood at the pinnacle of victory, and his contempt for Emperor Wu Qing deepened.

Emperor Wu Qing collapsed to the ground, gasped silently for a few breaths, and then, he quickly took out a pill from his body, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it violently. This is a panacea for quick wounds, Emperor Wu Qing usually carries it with him, in order to prepare for emergencies, he has used it against Zhuge Xiong yesterday, and today, he is more seriously injured, and this pill has become his life-saving medicine.

After swallowing the pill, Emperor Wu Qingdi's face improved significantly, the pain in his body was also reduced a lot, and his vitality was also recovered, he did not hesitate, and immediately stood up from the ground, and then, he faced the sick man, and said in a deep voice: "I said, you forced me to do this." ”

Everyone present saw Emperor Wu Qing get up again, their dead hearts instantly regained their pulse, the hope of annihilation burned again, and their dead faces all regained their vitality. Emperor Wu Qing is the embodiment of a miracle, he has fallen several times, and he can rise again, which makes everyone vaguely feel that Emperor Wu Qing may really turn defeat into victory and turn the tide, so everyone's eyes are shining brightly, staring at the sick man and Emperor Wu Qing.

The sick man was still full of disdain for Emperor Wu Qing, who took the pill and got up again, he looked at Emperor Wu Qing, sneered and said: "Those who can't abide by the rules are destined to disappear from this world, Emperor Wu Qing, all of this is your own fault!" ”

After speaking, the sick man picked up his fists and quickly took turns bombarding Emperor Wu Qing, and the real yuan in his fist was like a bullet from a machine gun, and he shot out quickly and continuously.

Emperor Wu Qing waved the blood dragon knife in his hand at the fastest speed to resist violently, and all the true elements launched by the sick man were all blocked by him, rebounded, and disappeared in the air.

Although his injuries have not healed, Emperor Wu Qing is still strong, his belief supports him, so that his potential explodes, he will do everything to protect his family, protect his original intention. He can't lose, and he can't afford to lose.

Wu Tian in the distance seemed to feel his father's desperateness, he knew what kind of burden his father was carrying, he knew what this battle meant, he understood his father's heart at the moment, he knew that his father was not only fighting for himself, but for all of them. If he could, Wu Tianzhen wanted to be able to fight on the field, but unfortunately, he was powerless, he was not a martial saint, and the battle between martial saints, even if he was just close, I was afraid that it would be wiped out, he could only watch from afar, and he was in a hurry.

The battle continues, and it intensifies.

Emperor Wu Qing is basically in a state of returning to the light, the harder and fiercer he fights now, the faster his physical strength is consumed, and the injury is getting worse and worse, although he has taken a special medicine, but no matter how good the effect of this medicine is, he can't help but hurt his body like this, he risked his life to fight, and tried his best to deal with the true yuan, his strength and true yuan will always run out.

It didn't take long for Emperor Wu Qing's face to start breaking out in a cold sweat again, and his face became pale again.

But the sick man's offensive continued, but it became stronger and stronger, and Emperor Wu Qing was full of unbearable feelings, and he felt an extremely desperate sense of oppression.

"Drink!"

Emperor Wu Qing let out a low sigh, exhausted all the remaining True Yuan power in his body, condensed on the Blood Dragon Knife, and unleashed his strongest killing move, facing the continuous offensive of the sick man.

Seeing this, the sick man's eyes froze, and without thinking, he immediately burst out of his extreme power, turning many fist shadows into a punch and striking out.

Bang!

The deafening sound roared, and the two True Yuan forces collided, but it was the sword light True Yuan that Emperor Wu Qing struggled out, and it did not resist the fist of the sick man, and under the powerful and incomparable power of the sick man, all the resistance of Emperor Wu Qing was meaningless.

In the end, the sick man's punch broke through Emperor Wu Qing's attack, and the punch hit Zhenyuan, which hit Emperor Wu Qingdi's chest.

Click!

The piercing sound of fractures sounded, and Emperor Wu Qingdi's body flew upside down in an instant, and blood spurted out of his mouth again, and the blood spilled in the air, and his people smashed to the ground.

Defeated again!

Emperor Wu Qing risked his life to fight, but in the end he ended up like this.

The onlookers instantly opened their mouths again, and their faces were full of dejection.

At the scene, there was silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

After the sick man defeated Emperor Wu Qing, he immediately took a step and slowly walked towards Emperor Wu Qing. When he came to Emperor Wu Qing, the sick man lowered his head, looked down at Emperor Wu Qingdi, and said disdainfully: "This is not good? Get up and keep fighting me! ”

The sick man's tone was full of provocation.

But Emperor Wu Qing couldn't arouse half of his enthusiasm anymore, he was extremely injured, he was lying on the ground, motionless.

The sick man shook his head in disappointment, and then, he slowly stretched out his right hand and exerted a light force.

Shout!

I saw that Emperor Wu Qingdi's body was paralyzed on the ground, and he was suddenly sucked by the sick man's right hand.

His whole body seemed to be floating in the air, and soon, he moved under the sick man's right hand, and then, the sick man's right hand shook and directly held Wu Qingdi's neck. After clenching his grip, he said awe-inspiringly: "Go and die!" ”