Xu Mochen took the long sword, this sword was carefully made by Duan Bailian, the pinnacle of the Terran weapon.

But after all, it is a mortal weapon, and there is still a gap between it and what it is refined by immortal cultivators.

But Xu Mochen didn't care, he held the long sword, and his left index finger slashed along the blade: "This sword is forged by mortals, accumulating thousands of years of skills, and the painstaking efforts of countless generations, and finally reached its current level.

Since its inception, it has not seen the light of blood.

Now with my blood, give it the spirituality of the first way."

I hold my own heart, hold the sword in my hand, and slay the evil immortals in the world!

Fingers swipeed, and red liquid flowed out, seeping into the blade of the sword.

In an instant, Xu Mochen's blood flowed around the long sword, and finally converged in the center of the sword body, forming a red blood mark.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Mochen used his own blood to start writing runes on the sword.

He has the Dao pattern of the realm, and the runes he writes gradually light up, and finally imprinted on the body of the sword.

The signature is two words, "containing light".

"This sword is called Hanguang, and it is one," Xu Mochen finished doing this, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and looked at Tan Shuyi, "It is enough to be used to kill immortals."

After saying this, the lightsaber let out a "hum" sound.

Xu Mochen used his own blood to endow the sword with spirituality.

It is no longer a mortal blade, but a spiritual treasure with a machine spirit.

Tan Shuyi smiled: "It is worthy of Your Majesty, you can always surprise people, no wonder the immortal cultivators who opposed you before have fallen."

There was also a light around him, and after he retreated, he turned into exactly the same as Xu Mochen, and there was no difference even in the sword he was holding.

"Who is the Great Qianzhen Dragon Heavenly Son, the outcome of the battle tonight will be decided," Xu Mochen's expression did not move, "Tang Aiqing, you take everyone out."

Both of them are immortal cultivators who can use the fortune of the country, and the others stay here and have no effect.

Tang Derun understood the key, he took the order and waved everyone out.

No one said anything about the lack of IQ such as "stay and help Your Majesty", and one by one pursed their lips and walked out of the imperial study.

The door to the study slowly closed, and the light flashed, blocking out any visual and divine prying eyes.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise.

If Xu Mochen loses this battle, the history of Daqian and even the Ten Directions World will be revised.

As for the few of them, what will happen to them, they also know each other's hearts.

In the sky above the palace, a huge whirlpool kept turning.

The sound of the bell rang, and the murmur of the Dao Dao came, as if the gods and Buddhas in the sky were paying attention to this battle.

That's a special effect caused by national fortunes.

In an instant, a ray of light shot out from the whirlpool and disappeared into the imperial study.

"Here we go!" Tang Derun swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Which of the two of them is stronger?" Shen Zhining asked.

"Your Majesty's current realm is probably at the level of the middle stage of the foundation building realm," Tang Derun's face was solemn, "and talk about Shuyi's words......

The Queen Mother took over: "Tan Shuyi takes the route of the Buddhist cultivation realm, he is a master of the eighth order of the Impermanence Realm, and the mourning family can fight.

But he returned to his true nature and entered the Heavenly Demon Domain, which was the strength of the ninth order of the Quenching Blood Realm, which was equivalent to the peak of the Golden Pill Realm."

"Your Majesty has the support of the two great supernatural powers of the Mud Pill Jiang Palace," Shen Zhining frowned, "The same level can be said to have an advantage, and it can even fight beyond the level, but now there is such a big realm gap......

Hardly possible.

"Childe's hole cards, Dragon Luck and National Fortune, Tan Shuyi also have it," Li Bitong also felt bad in her heart, "It is equivalent to saying that each other's conditions are the same."

Moreover, with the character of the son, he must be reluctant to use the national fortune easily.

The light just now, it should be that Tan Shuyi tried the national fortune."

After saying this, another ray of light fell in the sky.

"Tan Shuyi is an immortal cultivator, and he is not as concerned about the rise and fall of the human race as His Majesty," Shen Zhining gritted her teeth, "so he doesn't care about how many countries are reduced

luck, just to the maximum use."

"The remnant dragon mends the heavens, I didn't expect it to be so powerful," the Queen Mother sighed, "These are all bad fates, I knew this earlier, and the mourning family shouldn't have preached Buddhism to these two things back then."

"The world is all fate," Shu Wuyin saw very openly, "The fate that has been destined is difficult to separate.

You can't trust Xu Mochen, but I believe in him."

The Queen Mother couldn't help but look at her more.

But that's the case, but the battle is about real swords and guns, and it is not about shouting slogans to solve the problem.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed.

There was still no movement in the Imperial Study.

"The palace is blessed by the fortunes of the country, and both of them must concentrate all their forces and start the war with the most elite and accurate attacks." This is Tang Derun's judgment.

Unlike outside the mountains, you can't fight earth-shattering.

But such a quiet duel is more thrilling than bursting and cracking everywhere.

Victory or defeat may only be a matter of moments.

From time to time, the sky still shines into the study.

I don't know if it was Xu Mochen or Tan Shuyi who used the national fortune.

It's a pity that because of the ban, people outside can't see or hear.

"It's almost a pillar of incense," Shen Zhining couldn't help but clasp her hands together, she had a habit of praying, but she didn't know if the gods of this world could hear it, "I didn't expect it to take so long."

"Tan Shuyi may not want to kill His Majesty," Tang Derun pondered, "After all, if he wants to replace His Majesty, he should be prepared to know everything about His Majesty."

"So, this is Childe's only chance to win." Li Bitong has never been so nervous.

"There is another possibility," the Queen Mother always kept her calm, "that is, Your Majesty can fight with Tan Shuyi."

The likelihood is slim to none.

Now Tan Shuyi, even if he is an immortal cultivator in the Yuanying realm, he is not afraid.

"If it takes a while," Tang Derun sighed secretly, "If Your Majesty's realm is higher, today will not be a problem at all."

For such a false proposition, everyone did not answer.

The time for a pillar of incense has passed.

Suddenly, two rays of light flashed in the sky.

One is the same as the previous ones, while the other is stout.

Everyone's faces changed.

Two rays of light disappeared into the study at the same time, and then the whole world seemed to freeze.

In the air, there was a faint aroma in the air.

The vortex condensed above gradually dissipated.

This means that the battle inside, with a result.

The hearts of the people could not help but raise their throats.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and Xu Mochen walked out covered in blood and with a tired face.

He walked very slowly, and every step seemed to take a lot of effort.

Is it Xu Mochen, or is it Shuyi?

Banzang's stand-in Dafa can hide from ordinary immortal cultivators, and they don't dare to be sure.

Xu Mochen's eyes swept over everyone, and finally met Shu Wuyin's eyes, and he smiled: "It's me."

Shu Wuyin also smiled: "It's Xu Mochen!"

"Wow-" everyone cheered.

Zhao Lingbo burst into tears, and Shen Zhining and Shen Zhining stepped forward quickly to support Xu Mochen.

"Your Majesty......" Tang Derun also breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"I won."

A simple sentence is worth a thousand words.