In an instant, the sharp sword filled the heavens and the earth, splitting the firmament and slashing at the son of the World-Honored One. A knife that is purely driven by the innate peerless power of martial arts, unpretentious, back to basics, and clumsy.

The Martial Dao Innate First Order Divine Ability Realm, with one punch, has a violent power of 16,384 tons. However, the Fourteen Princes first absorbed a large amount of Yuan Jing through the Evil Emperor Relic, and strengthened their own life origin to a thousand times that of ordinary people. Then he refined thousands of demons and ghosts, and took the massive amount of pure spiritual energy for his own use, opening up a hundred tricks in one fell swoop. The solid foundation is unprecedented, unparalleled in the world!

Even if the Fourteenth Prince was bare-handed and casually blasted out with one blow, he would have at least 25,000 tons of majestic power, which was close to the second order of the martial arts innate and the power of the Divine Consciousness Realm.

Such power can be called dominating the world! Where in the world today can we find someone who can compete with it? Even if there is such a person today, it will definitely not be the son of the world-honored one.

So at this moment, the knife of the Fourteenth Prince is an excellent tactic to encircle Wei to save Zhao and attack him. If the son of Shizun doesn't want to die, the only choice is to throw away Zhu Yuanzhang and then resist the knife of the fourteenth prince. Otherwise, he just waits for the head to hit the ground and the head is divided into two points.

However, in a flash of lightning, a strange change occurred! I saw the son of the World-Honored One turn his head and look at the peerless sword gang that filled the heavens and the earth, and said with a cruel smile: "Want to save people? Hey, look at my Mingshen Martial Arts—time is instantaneous! Turn the common people upside down! There are peerless pairs!"

Before the words fell, the two qi of yin, yang, ice and fire skyrocketed wildly. The extreme heat and extreme cold combined the two energies to force each other, and an incredible vision was produced. The "Absolute Sword" slashed three feet away from the body of the Son of the World-Honored One, and suddenly stopped, unable to move forward again. No matter how the fourteenth prince exerts his strength, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and it has no effect. This is......

"Time paused?" blurted out a whisper, Xiao Sheng unexpectedly remembered the Xuantian Evil Emperor he encountered in the Divine Soldier World. At that time, the demon soldier "Star Tribulation" in the hands of the Evil Emperor had the ability to stop the passage of time. However, at this moment, the son of the World-Honored One could unleash a similar ability with his bare hands?

Just as the "One Blade Absolute Void" was forcibly stopped, the son of the World Venerable punched him with a backhand and actually hit himself in the face. That powerful yin and yang qi suddenly peeled off from the son of the world-honored one, and it was formed-another son of the world-honored one?

The humanoid qi formed by the condensation of pure true qi should have collapsed immediately once it left the main body. However, in this strange space where "time stops passing", the true qi of yin and yang is firmly locked and cannot be dissipated.

The essence of the human form is the true qi of the son of the world-honored one, and it is naturally controlled by the mind of the son of the world-honored one. It was too late to say that it was too fast, and this son of the World-Honored One, who was purely condensed by yin and yang, slammed head-on into a sharp sword without thinking. And then bang bang!

The two qi of yin and yang clash with each other, and the power is so strong that it is comparable to the violent explosion of hundreds of catties of explosives. No matter how strong Dao Gang was, he and this son of the World Venerable died on the spot, and they were also blown to pieces.

At the same time, the body of the son of the World Venerable also looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, shouting: "Old man, I will avenge you! Zhu Yuanzhang, you go to die!" One-Hit ......

Crushed!

"Ping Pong~" In the crisp and shattering sound, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was frozen and solidified, was suddenly hit in the chest by the son of the world. The whole body could no longer bear such a heavy blow, and immediately shattered and broke into countless pieces, and died on the spot, and the gods could not be saved.

His eyes were shining, and his face was full of anger. The fourteenth prince is really upright, and he is angry! Nian is born at will, and the brilliant ripple stand-in "Zhen" appears out of thin air. Moreover, the "hidden" that was originally wrapped around her has also been completely lifted. Whether it is on the side of the Persian warship or on the side of Yingtianfu, everyone can see it clearly.

"Ahh

Between the lightning and the fire, "Jane" rushed out, her palms like a storm, attacking and beating indiscriminately. The strange ability of the son of the World-Honored One to stagnate time is not as good as the Demon Soldier Star Tribulation after all. It's just a second later, there is no way to continue, where can he still resist "Zhen's" fist? Not to mention that he has successively used the Ming Shen Martial Arts, and the true qi in the dantian is already close to drying up, and he is even more powerless to struggle and dodge. You can only protect your head and face with both hands to minimize the damage. At the same time, he let out a scream.

The dozen or so human wolves who were besieging Liu Bowen, once they heard this scream, immediately gave up Liu Bowen, used their limbs and hands and feet together, roared and roared like arrows and rushed towards them. Several human wolves stood by the Son of the World-Honored Son, serving as his shields, blocking the onslaught of "Jane's" fists. The other ten human wolves even opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards the Fourteenth Prince, trying to tear him to pieces!

"Hmph, a bunch of animals, dare to be presumptuous? It's just ...... Joke!"

In the midst of a sneer, the fourteenth prince waved his arms, and the index fingers and thumbs of his hands buckled with each other, forming a number "9". Add up your hands, and it's like "99"!

"Hundred Style Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Palms, Kill!"

In an instant, countless fists that came from all over the world seemed to form an iron wall, pressing towards the dozen or so human wolves. The chaotic punch was struck, the heavenly spirit was broken, the skull was shattered, the chest was pierced, the heart was burst, and the spine was broken...... Each human wolf was assigned a punch. Each punch is a different way to die. In the blink of an eye, all the wolves, all the corpses were on the spot, and none of them survived.

The werewolf is dead, and the ninety-nine palm moves are about to be exhausted. The fourteenth prince's mind moved, and the ripple stand-in rushed out, from the bottom up, aiming at the chin of the son of the world-honored son, clenching his fists, and blasting out with one blow.

With a scream, the son of the World-Honored One flew out on his back, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out at the same time, and it was scattered on the ice. The son of the World-Honored One himself fell more than a dozen feet away, and then he slammed into the ice, turning the flat and smooth ice surface into a living spider's web. The sound of coughing and vomiting blood kept coming. It can be seen that the son of the World-Honored One was seriously injured by this blow, but his life was not hindered.

Xiao Sheng sighed slightly. At this moment, as long as he strikes another blow, no matter what strange tricks and abilities the Myojin Martial Arts, the son of the World Venerable, has, it will be useless. Even if the son of the Lord had nine lives like a cat, he would be dead. But...... Then why bother? You must know that the fourteenth prince took action just to save people. Now that people can't be saved, they kill the son of the World-Honored One, but what can they do?

The fourteenth prince shook his head, and with a thought, he put away his ripple stand-in. Looking back, I saw countless ice crystals scattered all over the ground. All of them are the remains of Zhu Yuanzhang. Moreover, in each ice crystal, a strange aura slowly emanated. Countless wisps of this strange aura fused and converged in mid-air, as if condensed into a ...... A mighty purple dragon!

Zhu Yuanzhang was originally a beggar. But by chance, he came back from the dead and became the king of the moon after tomorrow. The Qi of Yuanyang and the Qi of Xuanyin are combined, Yin and Yang help each other, otherwise it has become the most noble Ninety-Five Supreme Emperor.

Since he is the emperor, he naturally has the dragon spirit of the Son of Heaven on his body. But now that Zhu Yuanzhang has died a tragic death, his Purple Dragon Emperor Qi has naturally left the remains and is about to be dispersed again between heaven and earth.

It would be a pity to let this imperial aura dissipate. Xiao Sheng sighed, shook his hand, took out the crystal he had always used, collected Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon qi, and stored it in the crystal. To be honest, he's done similar things many times in the past. But never once has I felt as deeply regretful and melancholy as this time.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. If there had been no conflict with Xu Da and Chang Yuchun before, then when Zhu Yuanzhang was in danger, maybe the two of them would have a chance to save Zhu Yuanzhang if they were equipped with martial arts weapons.

Of course, this is only possible, not necessarily successful. After all, even Xiao Sheng personally failed to break the "Mingshen Martial Codex" of the son of the World Venerable and save people from him. However, no matter how small the chance, there is still a chance. No one can deny this.

When he was melancholy, suddenly, he could only hear another exclamation from the warship on the side of the Marshal's Mansion in the distance. Looking from afar, it turned out that Ma Xiuying witnessed the tragic death of her husband, and she was so sad that her body couldn't bear it anymore and fainted. Tang He, Hu Dahai and others hurriedly carried out the rescue, and for a while, no one could take care of this side.

At the same time, the deputy sect leader of the Persian Ming Sect, Mutel, and the Moon Shadow Queen, all brought a group of sect members over to protect the son of the World-Honored One who was lying on the ice and couldn't get up. However, at a quick glance, Xiao Sheng, who inadvertently touched each other's eyes with Moon Shadow Hime, was very strange.

What is this? Anger, hatred, unwillingness, regret? Why did Moon Shadow have these emotions in her eyes? And who are these emotions that are as intense as a volcanic eruption? To me, to Zhu Yuanzhang, or ...... To the son of the World-Honored One?

"Heavy ~ heavy eight! heavy eight ah~"

A miserable and desolate cry interrupted Xiao Sheng's train of thought. He followed the sound and looked, only to see Liu Bowen using the Qinglong knife as a crutch, trembling, limping over, "ordinary~" kneeling down, his hands desperately gathered up Zhu Yuanzhang's broken corpse ice particles, let go of his throat, and howled.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Liu Bowen, when they met in Weiwei, were real friends in distress. Over the years, we have supported each other and overcome one difficulty after another. Although the two are monarchs and ministers, they are essentially no different from their biological brothers. Once Zhu Yuanzhang was unfortunately killed today, how could he not let Liu Bowen break his liver and intestines and cry bitterly?

Xiao Sheng shook his head, stepped over, reached out and patted Liu Bowen's shoulder gently, and said in a condensed voice: "Brother Liu, I understand your feelings. But...... Please also mourn. ”