Text: Lingwu Continent_Chapter 907: The Soul of the Ancient Lich

One sword is enough to kill you!

Mu Qinglian died, Chen Tian killed him, only with a sword!

The sound of words echoed in people's ears, and this sudden scene shocked the few remaining people in the entire Longwu Empire. 鄉村小說網xiāng cūn xiǎo óm

The plot reversed so quickly that they were caught off guard at all.

Originally, when they learned that Chen Tian was just the pinnacle of the Spirit King realm, they all thought that against Mu Qinglian's dustless would definitely die!

And it is true in the battle, Mu Qinglian's Qinglian martial soul is a kind of divine martial soul, and it completely suppresses Chentian with great divine might.

In their opinion, Chen Tian has no power to fight back.

But just when it was all about to end.

The man used only one sword.

The brilliance of the swordsman always bloomed most intensely at the most critical time, but that sword took away Mu Qinglian's life, leaving behind a lingering shock that made the Longwu Empire.

The triple peak of the Zun Martial Realm, the genius of the Dragon Martial Empire of the Divine Martial Soul, is only a sword in his hands, and the other party's cultivation is only the peak of the Spirit King Realm.

In the stands, even the enduring vicissitudes of Xuan Xiao trembled at this scene.

The crowd of the Tianfu Empire was not surprised, but the eyes that looked at Chen Tian were a little more afraid, this man has become stronger again, stronger than Dabishi!

A person who respects the martial arts realm can be killed with one sword.

It's only been less than a month, and Wuchen has become so terrible again, and the princes and nobles who have had a holiday with Wuchen all showed a look of shock.

Especially Nalan Duan, his face was gloomy at the moment, and he couldn't say half a word.

He clearly remembered that this young man had threatened to destroy himself, and the king of Beigong was also palpitating, Chen Tian killed his son, this hatred had already been buried deep in his heart, but seeing the increasingly powerful Chen Tian, he could only hate his martial arts.

The people present had different expressions.

Only the Longwu Empire was the most resentful, Mu Qinglian died, such a genius who was in the top five in the Longwu Empire, actually died so easily, without any dignity. 鄉村小說網xiāng cūn xiǎo óm

The martial soul is fully opened, and the strength is not reserved at all, but there is not a sword in front of the geniuses of the Tianfu Empire?

You must know that when they first came to the Tianfu Empire, how arrogant and arrogant they were, the imperial city performed martial arts in the ring, swept through more than 1,000 people in Tianfu, and humiliated them to the fullest.

If it weren't for the troubles of those two king-level teenagers, they should have returned with glory at this moment.

And today's dinner, they have carefully planned two plans, if the Tianfu Empire does not fight, then after the dinner, the Longwu Empire also has its own ideas.

But what they didn't expect was that in the first round of the battle, the genius Zuo Qing actually died in the hands of the king-level boy.

I thought that the appearance of the second son could save face, but I didn't expect Wuchen to appear.

The fifth son took the initiative to ask for battle, firstly, to test the strength of the other party, and secondly, if this Wuchen was defeated, it would be enough to hit the arrogance of the Tianfu Empire, but no one expected that the ending would be so heart-wrenching.

These days, they have been doing everything possible to hope that these shrinking geniuses will appear, and now, what they are waiting for is such a result?

It has to be said that this in itself is a kind of irony.

The silent Mochizuki Battle Terrace, only the silent silence.

"Weak. ”

Suddenly, a cold shout broke the calm in front of him, and under the Mochizuki battle platform, Chen Tian looked down at everything, and looked at the few remaining people in the Longwu Empire with a lofty demeanor: "Too weak, is this the so-called genius of the Longwu Empire?"

"Bastard!" anger rose, there were still three people left in the Dragon Dance Empire, the fourth son, the second son, and Prince Wu himself.

I have to say that no matter what the next result is, the Dragon Martial Empire has already been defeated.

Only by being able to eradicate all the representatives of the Tianfu Empire may be able to balance their hearts a little, but now, there is only one Wuchen in front of them.

And he has become an insurmountable existence for them. Baidu search (township/\village/\small/\say/\net)

Jing, after Chen Tian's words were finished, the audience was silent, and the only three remaining people in the Longwu Empire were extremely embarrassed, they came strongly, but seven of them died in Tianfu.

It also includes talented players such as Zuo Qing and Mu Qinglian.

Seeing the almost distorted face of the Longwu Empire, Chen Tian returned to the Mochizuki Battle Platform and sneered: "I heard that your geniuses of the Longwu Empire are extremely strong, come to my Tianfu to show off your might, and kill thousands of geniuses of my empire, my Tianfu is in the state of etiquette, thinking that you are a guest from afar, and have repeatedly endured, but you regard our kindness as weakness, I really think that my Tianfu Empire is easy to bully, come, you scolded me just now, Tianfu Empire Wuchen challenged the genius of the Longwu Empire, dare to fight!"

"Good. ”

Although Chen Tian was extremely arrogant, even regardless of the consequences and other people's feelings, his words at this moment won the applause of the whole house!

Even Emperor Nalan suddenly felt that Chen Tian was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and his resentment towards him was a little loose, as Sima Zongheng said, Chen Tian had never betrayed the empire, but the empire repeatedly persecuted him.

I have to say that Emperor Nalan is going to re-examine the relationship between the empire and Wuchen.

Chentian invites battle.

Full of confidence and fighting spirit, his arrogance and arrogance actually made the people of the Longwu Empire show a cautious look.

"Hmph, even a king dares to speak out!" the second son roared angrily, and he wanted to get up and fight.

But at this moment, the crown prince interrupted: "Wuqing, the empire treats you well, and now is the time for you to behave." ”

When Wu Qing heard this, his face was extremely embarrassed, although he was in the realm of Quadruple Venerable Martial Arts, he was much stronger than Mu Qinglian, but he couldn't easily kill Mu Qinglian with a sword like Chen Tian.

Wu Qing knew in his heart that if he didn't win, he would have to lose.

But now that Prince Wu took the initiative to speak, this was clearly to send himself to death, how could Wu Qing not be cold?

However, when he was loyal to the empire, he had a time when he couldn't choose, and Wu Qing only left one word: "Your Highness, Wu Qing has nothing to worry about in this life, if you die in this battle, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to bury me under the Sycamore Tree in Jiufang Town!"

"Okay, I promise you. Prince Wu responded.

Wu Qing stepped into the ring, he understood very well that the prince's purpose in letting him fight was not to let him defeat Wuchen, but to let him expose Wuchen's hole cards as much as possible, so that the second son could see through all the enemy's fighting methods.

Wu Qing's heart was sad, he had fought for the empire all his life, and in the end, he had not participated in the territorial competition, so he had to die for this reason.

But he had no choice.

The moment he stepped into the ring, the dark green gradually changed under everyone's gaze, and the strange light that surrounded him faded away from his human skin.

His body actually exuded an aura from the ancient world at this moment.

The terrifying arrogance enveloped the entire ring in an instant.

When people saw the dark green face again, they found that he had turned into a light of gunpowder, and the armor wrapped his body, but the body of a human was gone, and the flesh wings behind him were stretched, and the whole person flew into the sky.

"What a horrible breath?"

"What kind of martial soul is this, it's so weird. ”

Prince Wu is just watching all this at the end of the day, Wu Qing, with the power of an ancient and powerful bloodline, maybe he is not Wuchen's opponent, but Wuchen will never be able to kill him as easily as he did against Mu Qinglian.

Especially his last words can arouse Wu Qing's ** for survival.

A person, as long as he doesn't want to die, then he will bloom with power beyond his own limits, and Prince Wu's thoughtfulness is terrifying.

"This is the power of the bloodline martial soul!" "The eyes of the Nalan royal family were so vicious, and they felt the vibration of the bloodline power in an instant.

"Isn't it an ordinary bloodline, the power of the ancient bloodline?" Xuan Xiao also trembled after seeing the changes in Wuqing.

Prince Wu smiled slightly: "What the predecessor said is right, although Wuqing is only ranked fourth in my empire, he has the ancient lich bloodline martial soul, and his strength is extremely terrifying. ”

When the crowd heard this, they all showed a look of shock, and sure enough, none of the geniuses from the Longwu Empire this time were simple, and the rest were stronger.

The power of Wu Qing's martial soul bloodline is not weaker than that of the third son.

"Demon. ”

Chen Tian looked at the dark green in the sky, that substantial sense of oppression with a strong killing intent, this is a completely different concept from the beast martial spirit, although the demon beast is always connected together.

However, a demon is a demon, and a beast is a beast.

The power of the demon is even greater than the power of the beast.

"The fourth in the Dragon Martial Empire, Wuqing, fight!" High in the air, he heard the sound of thunder, and the power of the demon swept the wind and thunder, attracting the heavens and the earth.

The terrifying energy stained the entire night moon into chaos.

"Tianfu Empire, Dustless!" Chen Tian rushed to the sky when he heard this, and confronted Wu Qing, who had turned into the soul of a lich, and almost at the moment when the two of them broke their names, the battle exploded.

The flames of war, at the beginning of the thunder, shouted, the dustless condensing sword came out, reflecting the red light, staining the entire sky with blood, the sword fell, and the rainbow appeared at first glance, and there was no room for a chain, a chain, a chain, and no room was left.

The bloodline of the ancient lich, the evil body of the soul and the demon, facing the sword of the red, the ghost hand is monstrous, the sky is full of red piercing the soul body and the demon body, but the sword does not enter a single bit, the black green demon body is not bad, and the sword of the sunset is red and covers the ghost hand!

In the Mochizuki Battle Terrace, the sky is opposite to each other, deducing the same domineering.

"It's so strong. ”

The crowd watched as the two clashed, and the image in the sky had already stunned them.

And the two people on the battle platform, staring at each other, leaving no room for life and death battles, dustless and handsome, arousing violent energy.

Rin shouted, the sword swayed ten thousand mangs, the sword rain was splashing, and thousands of swords shot at the black green, but seeing the sword light flying like a waterfall, the shadow battle, the black green had been slashed by a thousand, but it was unharmed, no dust saw this, and the sword was more wild.

But at the moment when the condensing sword slashed, the dark green ghost hand was extremely domineering, and it was actually the sword that condensed spiritual power in Wuchen's hand and shattered it in an instant.

The moment the sword light shattered, the Wuqing ghost hand came out again: "I'm the fourth Wuqing in the Longwu Empire, you can't help but underestimate people!"

With a loud bang, Chen Tian's figure fell from the sky, and there was a crack in the huge battle platform.

The crowd looked at the monster in the sky, revealing a look of shock.