Everyone held their breath, and even the battle between the four great god generals and the nine land immortal realm masters paused.

Everyone present knows very well that in today's battle, who wins and who loses, who will die, and the final outcome depends on Ingrid and Yan Wuji.

Compared to the battle between the two of them, all other battles seemed a little redundant and did not play a decisive key factor.

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Under the gaze of countless frightened eyes, Yan Wuji was shocked back by Ingley's punch, and took three steps back in a row, stepping on the ground with each step, stepping on the hard rocky ground and stepping on the cracks.

Just one punch, a high judgment.

Crash......

At this moment, the entire Purple Gold Hall couldn't calm down, and it erupted with a sigh like a tide.

Countless princes and ministers were pale, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

"How is this possible?"

Li Guoshi swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, and everyone looked at English again, as if they had seen a ghost.

Horrified, speechless, and incomprehensible.

There is obviously a difference of two levels between the two, how can there be such a defeat.

In fact, the mid-stage masters of the Land Immortal were not so bad, after all, compared to the Forging Vein Realm, a large realm had crossed in the middle.

Yan Wuji is not Ingley's opponent, the reason is very simple, one is that Yan Wuji's talent is mediocre, otherwise he would not have reached the land immortal at this age, and the other is that Yan Wuji has just stepped into the middle stage of the land immortal, and his cultivation is not yet stable.

At this time, when he ran into Ingley, who had just awakened the King Kong Immortal Thunder God Body, he was naturally not an opponent.

Also shocked was Ingrid himself, he stared at the fist he swung out, and he was also stunned, obviously his current combat power was beyond his imagination.

"It is worthy of the Immortal Thunder God Vein, my true qi is ten times more vigorous than when I was a great grandmaster, the meridians are terrifyingly strong, and the true qi in my body is dozens of times stronger than the same level."

Ingrid's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't hide her excitement.

"The power of the King Kong Immortal Thunder God Body, I have just experienced it from you, you have the Immortal Thunder God Vein for yourself, and use your martial arts to try the power."

The voice of the old urchin rang out from the Temple of Eternity.

"Martial arts!"

Ingrid's eyes lit up again.

In the Xuanhuang world, everyone cultivates martial arts, martial arts are supreme, martial arts are the most direct way to show combat power, and powerful martial arts can show the combat power of martial artists to the fullest.

"Zhentian Seal."

Ying Li shouted, his palms danced, thunder flashed, and a huge palm completely condensed by true qi was overwhelming, and he was full of tigers and tigers, heading towards Yan Wuji, who was confused.

"Damn it."

Yan Wuji's whole person was stunned, he obviously cultivated far beyond Ingley, but he was defeated so completely, the turmoil in his heart had not subsided, and Ingley's offensive had arrived again.

"Golden Condensation Fist."

Yan Wuji didn't dare to slack off, let alone have a little contempt, the true qi in his body was mobilized to the extreme, and even the strength to eat milk was used, and he made a rolling punch at the beginning.

The golden light was pervasive, and the phantom of the crimson fist was enough to open the mountain and rubble.

Yan Wuji's eyes were red, and Jin Ning fist met Ingley's Zhentian Seal, he knew very well in his heart that what the outcome of this battle would be, after this collision, it would be revealed.

Bang......

The most violent collision set off a violent wave.

The wave rolled, sweeping the entire Purple Gold Palace, and the tables and chairs placed around it turned into crumbs under the impact of the air waves.

The golden light and thunder light were equally dazzling, Yan Wuji couldn't resist the strength of the Heavenly Seal of Ingley Town at all, and the whole person was swept away, and the person was in mid-air, and blood was already spurting wildly from his mouth.

Bang!

Yan Wuji's body fell heavily two feet away, and the ground below him cracked inch by inch.

Wow......

Yan Wuji kept spurting blood, the blood was mixed with internal organ fragments, and the state of the whole person instantly turned into the end of a strong crossbow.

Silence, huge palace, surprisingly quiet, desperate eyes, with weeping and mournful faces.

Defeated!

Yan Wuji was completely defeated, under the strong Ingley's hands, he in the middle of the land immortal was unexpectedly powerless to fight back, and he was completely defeated in just two moves.

What to do?

This is everyone's inner question, what to do next, the number one master of the Great Yan Kingdom was defeated, they didn't forget, the first thing English said when he entered the hall was to make it clear that he was going to rebel.

Yan Wuji's defeat is equivalent to saying that the general Wang succeeded in rebelling, the so-called winner is the king, and the loser is the coward, those who are aggressive and threatening to behead the rebellious ministers and thieves in the main hall, those who humiliate Ingley extremely much, and the people who take advantage of their tongues, the panic in their hearts has been magnified to the extreme.

The nobles of the entire Great Yan Kingdom are here, and they have witnessed the earth-shaking changes in the heavens of the Great Yan Kingdom, and no one can say for sure what the future will be.

But if the general Wang gains power, at least half of the people present will not be comfortable.

Someone shivered, his legs bent, and he almost knelt down for the great general.

Ahem......

Yan Wuji was still coughing up blood, and his face was extremely pale.

"Father."

Yan Zhaojun hurriedly ran to Yan Wuji, squatted down, helped Yan Wuji up, and leaned on himself: "Father, how are you?" ”

"I can't die yet."

Yan Wuji squeezed out a miserable laugh.

"If you can't die for the time being, it doesn't mean that you won't die, I came today, and I didn't plan to spare your life."

Ingli carried it with one hand, and walked towards Yan Wuji step by step, the words in his mouth were as cold as a knife, he was like a judge who came out of hell, and gave Yan Wuji a merciless judgment in one sentence.

"Ingley, please spare your father's life."

Yan Zhaojun knelt on the ground and looked at Ingley, her eyes were full of complexity, remorse, and more hatred, but now that Ingli had the upper hand, she had to let go of the dignity of the little princess and beg Ingley to let her father go.

"What right do you have to intercede with me? The little princess forgot how high she looked when she divorced that day? ”

Ingrid scoffed, and the father and daughter in front of him disgusted him to the extreme.

At such a time, there must not be the slightest mercy, this is the enemy of life and death, and there is nothing to discuss.

Ingley will not forget that Yan Wuji sent people to destroy himself, and he was planning to dig up the four great god generals, just to put them all to death.

is still the same sentence, if he and the four gods fall into the hands of Yan Wuji today, I am afraid that all five of them will kneel on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy, Yan Wuji will not frown and wave the ruthless butcher's knife.

"Yingli, your revenge has also been avenged, your hatred has disappeared, the insult to me has also reached the extreme of a woman, my Yan Zhaojun can't raise my head for the rest of my life, and now the rivers and mountains of the Great Yan Kingdom have also fallen into your hands, all this, isn't it enough?"

Yan Zhaojun's voice was fierce, her eyes were full of tears, but English could see the unwillingness and anger in the depths of Yan Zhaojun's eyes, it was resentment that could not be concealed, this woman was enduring endless humiliation and grievances, begging for mercy from her enemies.

Let go of everything, let go of dignity, just for a way out.

This kind of person is really terrible.

Those who know how to forbear are the most dangerous enemies.

Ingrid shook his head and said ruthlessly: "This is a dead knot, I, Ingrid, are not dead, Yan Wuji must die." ”

Brush!

As he spoke, a sharp sword appeared in Ingli's hand, and the cold sword glow exuded endless cold, and as soon as the sword qi came out, the temperature in the entire hall was decreasing.

This is a murderous sword, after a long battle, I don't know how much blood it has been stained with, the bloodthirsty nature has given this sword a trace of spirituality, and with Ingley's killing intent, the war sword is also excited.

Yan Zhaojun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yan Wuji.

"Ingley, today's defeat, I have nothing to say, if you are a man, don't embarrass Qing'er, the matter of the wolf in Xu Mountain was done by me, and others did not know."

Yan Wuji said.

The court is desolate, and a country is dead.

One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and then look back on a hundred years.

Ingli was murderous, and didn't want to say more than half a sentence, how about Yan Zhaojun, not to mention it for the time being, Yan Wuji must die.

The cold sword qi, filled with the smell of death, slowly walked towards Yan Wuji's head.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the entire Purple Gold Palace, heavy, sad!

"Stop!"

At this moment, a cold drink suddenly sounded from outside the sky, and the sound burst through, throughout the entire Purple Gold Palace.

Sou!

With the appearance of the voice, a piercing sound of wind breaking through the air, a white light, penetrated the solid roof of the Purple Gold Palace, and roared.

The white light, impartial, and extremely fast, slammed right into the sword in Ingrid's hand.

Sonor!

The white light was indestructible, easily smashing the English sword in two.

The powerful force shook the arm of Ingrid, who was shaking along the broken sword, and the sword in his hand couldn't be grasped no matter what, and it was thrown to the ground with a bang.

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At the same time, English took three steps back in a row, only to feel that half of his body was in a state of numbness, and his chest was stuffy for a while, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Childe."

Yan Xiaolong and Yan Que were quick to move, and stepped forward to help Ingrid.

"There are masters."

Ingley's face was hard to see, the power of a random white light carried a monstrous power, in front of that power, he was an ant, without the slightest power to resist, if it weren't for his King Kong Immortal Thunder God Body, his physical body was strong, just the power of the counterattack transmitted by the broken sword was enough to shatter one of his arms.

The broken sword fell to the ground, which made English feel distressed for a while, this sword, followed him for many years, fought on the battlefield, and made great achievements, and did not want to be destroyed here today.

Yan Wuji, who had already closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and he and Yan Zhaojun looked at each other, both with shocked faces.

Who will save them?

The Great Yan Kingdom is a secular country, and it has no backing, although it is said that Yan Zhaojun has obtained a quota to enter the cultivation of Huang Xuanzong, but it is only a quota, compared to Yan Xiaolong, there is a world of difference.

But the person who shot just now is definitely stronger than the land immortals, at least he is also a master of the Sky Realm.

The masters of the Sky Realm are already martial artists in the true sense of the word, and they are beyond the world, why would they come to save them.

The warrior forces of the state never participate in secular battles, leaving enough space for the secular to survive.

Crash!

A large hole was opened in the roof of the Purple Gold Palace, and a middle-aged woman in fluttering clothes, dressed in white, fell from the sky.

The woman looked about forty years old, average-looking, not pretty, but not ugly, but imposing, and the aura she exuded casually made it difficult to breathe, and she couldn't help but crawl on the ground.

The crowd is restless, and the comer flies in the sky, which is the sign of the Sky Realm, this woman, at least the master of the Sky Realm, surpasses the land immortals, and is a real martial arts master.

"Li Mochou, a master of Jindan."

Yan Xiaolong couldn't help frowning when he saw someone coming.

Elixir!

Ingrid and the others gasped, the master of Jindan is still above the sky, the great general Wang is extremely talented, and he has almost become the first person in the secular realm, but he has never seen a master of Jindan.

For the world, a Jindan master, that is, a god-like existence, a real look up.

"She's from Huang Xuanzong?"

Ingley asked, since Yan Xiaolong recognized the person, the other party was most likely a master of Huang Xuanzong.

"That's right, it's our Huang Xuanzong's Jin Dan elder, or the sect master's own sister, her cultivation is at the same level as my master, how could she suddenly come here."

Yan Xiaolong was puzzled.

Li Mochou's clothes were fluttering, like an immortal descending, her face was full of arrogance, she didn't look at anyone after she appeared, she came directly to Yan Zhaojun, and said: "I am Li Mochou, the Jindan elder of Huang Xuanzong, Yan Zhaojun, are you willing to worship under my door and be my apprentice?" ”

The sonorous and powerful voice echoed throughout the Purple Gold Palace.

Everyone was stupid, Huang Xuanzong, and the state giant, Elder Jindan came across the border, entered the world, and personally accepted disciples.

What a lot of face this is, not to mention that in the small world of the Great Yan Kingdom, even if there are countless genius disciples in Huang Xuanzong, there are a few people who have the opportunity to worship under the Jindan master.

Yan Zhaojun was stunned for a while, at a loss.

What the hell is going on?

"Would you like to?"

Seeing that Yan Zhaojun didn't answer, Li Mochou continued to ask.

Yes!

Yan Zhaojun lost his voice, at a loss, and still didn't react from the shock, all this was like a dream.

"Qing'er, don't kneel down and worship the master yet."

Yan Wuji hurriedly urged, this is a creation that fell from the sky, the blessing that the Zhao family has cultivated for eight lifetimes, this is a great thing for the ancestral tomb to smoke from the green smoke, but if there is any hesitation, it is disrespectful to the master of Jindan.

"I do."

Where did Yan Zhaojun dare to delay a little, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in a row: "Qing'er has seen the master." ”

"Okay, from now on, you Yan Zhaojun is my Li Mochou's personal disciple, you can follow me to Huang Xuanzong to practice."

Li Mochou was overjoyed, looking at Yan Zhaojun, as if he had seen a peerless baby, and his excited eyes could not be concealed.