Emperor Wu Qing, failed.

This duel, which was related to the survival of the entire Wu family, ended in the defeat of Emperor Wu Qing.

No one could accept this result, and all the people present were as if they had lost their souls, and they were frightened.

The people of the Wu family all take Emperor Wu Qing as the sky, Emperor Wu Qing is a martial saint, the most powerful pillar of the Wu family, Emperor Wu Qing falls, it means that the Wu family is going to fall, besides, the sick man said in person before, if Emperor Wu Qing is obsessed, he will make the entire Wu family disappear from this world, now, Emperor Wu Qing is defeated, the Wu family is not far from destruction, everyone in the Wu family is like walking to the gate of hell, panicking.

Wu Tian's heart trembled the most, he was really afraid of something, he was most afraid of Emperor Wu Qing's failure, and Emperor Wu Qing was defeated like this. Wu Tian didn't dare to imagine that if Emperor Wu Qing couldn't afford it like this, what kind of catastrophe would the Wu family suffer next, his brain was a little blank at this moment, and his worries reached the extreme.

The Xia family, who were standing far away, was also infinitely frightened in their hearts, they had just lived in the manor of the first family in the country, and they didn't have time to enjoy and show off, all of this came to an abrupt end, and this short-lived loss made every Xia family member depressed. What's more, Emperor Wu Qing and the Wu family are the haven of their Xia family, if the Wu family perishes, their Xia family will become catkins in the wind, and they will not be slaughtered by others at that time, if the Netherworld Academy comes back to settle accounts with them, they will be completely finished. The hearts of all the people in the Xia family are all wailing.

Xia Mohan's face also turned pale at this moment, she had heard the conversation between Emperor Wu Qing and the sick man clearly, she already knew that this sick man might be the person behind the Hades King, and the request that the Hades King made to her was related to this sick man, Xia Mohan definitely didn't want to fall into the hands of the sick man, and her only reliance was Emperor Wu Qingdi, if Emperor Wu Qing was defeated like this, she would be finished, she tensed her nerves, and with the slightest hope in her eyes, she stared at Emperor Wu Qing who fell to the ground.

Emperor Wu Qing was lying on the ground, with residual blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was painful, obviously, this time, he was not lightly injured.

The sick man looked down at Emperor Wu Qing with a lofty attitude, his eyes were full of contempt, he looked at Emperor Wu Qing, and said disdainfully: "I said, even if I am terminally ill, it is more than enough to kill you." ”

Emperor Wu Qing listened to the words of the sick man, his face changed slightly, his eyes burst out with a look of determination, of course he would not admit defeat, he supported his body, slowly stood up from the ground, and then, he faced the sick man, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say it too early." ”

Emperor Wu Qing's voice was sonorous and firm.

The Wu family standing in the distance, as well as the Xia family, they couldn't hear Emperor Wu Qingdi's words, but when they saw Emperor Wu Qing standing up again, their eyes suddenly bloomed, their hearts sank down, and they beat actively, and they regained hope, no matter how big or small this hope is, in short, for them, it is good to have hope.

And the sick man, he already regarded Emperor Wu Qing as a defeated general, even if Emperor Wu Qing stood up again, he didn't care, he said to Emperor Wu Qing a little speechlessly: "What, you still want to do senseless resistance?" ”

When Emperor Wu Qing was intact, the sick man didn't take Emperor Wu Qing in his eyes, not to mention, now that Emperor Wu Qing was seriously injured, how could the sick man care about him, even if Emperor Wu Qing showed confidence to fight again, the sick man only thought that he was in a dying struggle.

Emperor Wu Qing did not answer the sarcastic question of the sick man, he just silently stretched out his right hand, and suddenly shouted: "Blood Dragon Knife, return to its position." ”

Immediately, a blood-red big knife pierced through the void, flew out, and flew into the hands of Emperor Wu Qing with lightning speed.

As soon as the blood dragon knife was in his hands, the momentum exuded by Emperor Wu Qing's whole person was different in an instant, the body of the blood dragon knife was blood-red, the red light was dazzling, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring, Emperor Wu Qing was holding the blood dragon knife, and his whole body seemed to be exuding a blood-red light, and a trace of sharp blood-colored light burst out of his eyes, and he and the blood dragon knife were completely integrated, making his whole person look not like an injured person at all, but more like a messenger from hell who came out of the endless abyss.

At this moment, Emperor Wu Qing was strong and terrifying.

The sick man still didn't care much, his expression was cold, and he said lightly: "Do you think you can defeat me with such a knife?" You're too self-conscious, aren't you? ”

The Blood Dragon Knife is an artifact and an admirable existence, but in the eyes of the sick man, it is not worth mentioning, and the sick man is not afraid of the combination of Emperor Wu Qing and the Blood Dragon Knife at all.

Emperor Wu Qing's eyes were cold, and he said sharply: "Whether I can defeat you or not, I won't know until I try it." ”

After finishing speaking, the momentum of Emperor Wu Qing's whole body was released violently, and the boundless murderous aura spread from his body and the blood dragon knife, causing the entire fountain square to fall into a cold and incomparably murderous aura.

With this sky-high momentum, Emperor Wu Qing clenched the Blood Dragon Knife, his body suddenly flashed, and he rushed forward, straight towards the sick man.

Emperor Wu Qing's speed was extremely fast, and the whole person seemed to be a wisp of red smoke, flashing, and the blood dragon knife was shaking rapidly, and it was also flashing with a faint red light, which was dazzling.

The sick man's eyes radiated a cold light, and in the face of Emperor Wu Qing's unrivaled attack, he did not dodge or dodge.

Sou!

Suddenly, the sick man moved suddenly, and when Emperor Wu Qing sprinted, he attacked him, and the whole person turned into a sharp sword and shot out.

Seeing this, Emperor Wu Qing waved the Blood Dragon Knife and slashed towards the sick man who was coming.

Suddenly, a sharp true yuan slashed straight at the sick man.

The sick man's running trajectory suddenly changed, his body flashed to the side, skillfully avoided Emperor Wu Qing's sword light true yuan, and swept by, and instantly sprinted to the front of Emperor Wu Qing's side, at this moment, the sick man struck out with a palm, and the palm momentum was like a galloping angry sea, sweeping up a violent true yuan, attacking Emperor Wu Qing.

Emperor Wu Qing was holding the Blood Dragon Knife in one hand and was slashing downward, and the sick man's unprepared side attack caught him off guard, and he stretched out his other hand in the midst of lightning and flint, and punched out towards the sick man. This punch seemed to be light and light, without momentum and strength, but at the moment when it collided with the palm wind of the sick man, an incomparably powerful and powerful force suddenly erupted in his fist.

This is an instantaneous technique.

Bang!

The two collided with their fists, and the aftermath of Zhenyuan instantly burst out from between the two, sweeping the entire fountain square, and a stream of heat filled the air again, and the people watching the battle from a distance once again felt a strong burning feeling, and everyone's hearts suddenly became nervous.

All the people stared at the two people in the fountain square, only to see that Emperor Wu Qing was suddenly shocked back, and it took several steps back to stabilize his figure. And the sick man stood tall, his body was as stable as a rock, and his momentum was monstrous.

In the next moment, the sick man took advantage of the victory to pursue, and with an endless killing aura, he once again attacked Emperor Wu Qing. In an instant, the terrifying murderous aura carried by the sick man himself filled the entire space, and in the void, there seemed to be countless sharp thorns, gathering one by one and shooting towards Emperor Wu Qing.

Feeling the killing momentum in the sky, Emperor Wu Qing did not dare to slack off, and quickly waved the Blood Dragon Sword to face the battle. One person and one knife, one person and one knife, carrying endless momentum, fought against the sick man.

The figures of the two, like light and shadow, are intertwined.

In an instant, one after another monstrous demonic power erupted from the fountain square, and the rolling true yuan erupted like a torrent tsunami, erupting out in all directions, overwhelming the momentum of the mountains and seas, and the power was very great, and the surrounding big trees and trunks almost shook up, the branches trembled wildly, and the fallen leaves flew.

This time, the battle between the two was obviously too intense.

Emperor Wu Qing has the Blood Dragon Knife, his momentum has soared, the offensive has strengthened, he has brought the power of the Blood Dragon Knife to the strongest, and the Blood Dragon Knife also seems to have some kind of deep fit with Emperor Wu Qing, only when Emperor Wu Qing uses it, it can really shine, and the power will shock the sky. Emperor Wu Qing, as the owner of the Blood Dragon Knife, is of course handy in using the Blood Dragon Knife, he spares no hand, and goes all out to fight against the sick man, every move and every style of his is wrapped in a monstrous murderous aura, and the moves are extremely fierce, and the knife takes his life.

The murderous aura of the sick man is also awe-inspiring, but compared to before, he is not so easy to fight, because Emperor Wu Qingdi's attack has become extremely domineering, resulting in a sense of passivity, but the more so, the more fierce his murderous aura is, and his moves are more fierce.

After a few rounds, the two were indistinguishable from each other, but the battle became more and more intense and thrilling.

The people in the distance, the more they looked, the more nervous they became, they did not participate in the battle, but they were like experiencing a thrilling battle, they were covered in cold sweat, their mood was ups and downs, seeing that Emperor Wu Qing had a tendency to win, they were suddenly excited, and when they saw that the sick man had a tendency to defeat Emperor Wu Qingdi, they were startled again, they were like riding a roller coaster, and their mood could not be calmed down.

Just when everyone was nervous, the sick man suddenly dodged and avoided Emperor Wu Qingdi's attack, and his people also retreated to a place more than ten meters away from Emperor Wu Qing.

As soon as he stood up, the sick man suddenly coughed, he coughed very hard, and he couldn't catch the feeling of being out of breath, and when he coughed, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

Everyone could see that the white handkerchief of the sick man soon turned completely red.

The sick man's face is getting paler and paler, and his body is crumbling.

Obviously, the sick man's old illness has returned, and he is in the worst state.

Seeing this, Emperor Wu Qingdi's eyes suddenly lit up, if he wanted to fight hard strength, it was really difficult for Emperor Wu Qing to defeat the sick man, but now, the sick man had an attack, which was an excellent opportunity for Emperor Wu Qing.

"Shocking!"

Emperor Wu Qing shouted, and the whole person instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, and quickly attacked, as soon as he got close to the sick man, he immediately raised the blood dragon knife and slashed at the sick man...