Above the void, the Blood Emperor did not take another action against the Holy Emperor, he clasped his hands to his chest, but wanted to see how the Dustless Sword Monarch below was killed on the spot by the Evil Emperor.

Although the Holy Son did not deal with the Dustless Sword Monarch, he hated the alien race even more, and it was a pity to see the Dustless Sword Monarch fighting against the Evil Clan Emperor being pinched and exploded by the Law Body, and suffering heavy losses.

"Father!" the Holy Son wanted to assist the Dustless Sword Monarch, but at this moment, he was completely restrained by the Holy Emperor and could not move at all.

The Holy Emperor looked at the Dustless Sword Monarch coldly, and said indifferently: "The Evil Emperor's strength is strong, far from being comparable to a puppet emperor like the Withered Blood Emperor, you can only die in vain if you go!"

"But now I am the only one who has spare combat power, if I don't go, the Dustless Sword Monarch will be killed by the Evil Emperor!"

"When did you care so much about the life and death of the Dustless Sword Monarch?" the Holy Emperor was a little dissatisfied in his words, "You have already disobeyed my imperial decree today, I asked you not to attack the alien army as much as possible, but you joined forces with the Dustless Sword Monarch to force the Withered Blood Emperor to death, do you know what kind of danger this battle will put you in in the future?"

"Father, the Dustless Sword Monarch has killed so many foreign kings and commanders, it has long become the morale of the Terrans in this war, I am helping the Terrans, the Evil Emperor will definitely kill the Dustless Sword Monarch today, if he dies, the will of the Terrans will fall in an instant, and the morale of the Terrans will be low in this battle, and the Terrans will be defeated in this battle!"

Although the Holy Son regarded the Dustless Sword Monarch as an opponent, and even hoped to achieve his imperial hegemony by killing the Dustless Sword Monarch, the Holy Son was the kind of person who pursued a righteous battle, and he preferred that the Dustless Sword Monarch could die in his own hands, not through the hands of others.

The Holy Son didn't understand his father's intentions to stop him, if the father was for his own life's safety, then he had already given himself a lot of life-saving hole cards before coming to the Moon Worship Demon Sect, which was enough to fight against the Evil Emperor, even if the Holy Son and the Dustless Sword Monarch couldn't join forces to deal with the Evil Emperor, he could still retreat.

And what puzzled the Holy Son the most was that before he set out from Heaven and came to the Moon Worship Demon Sect, his father and his own words said that if something happened at the wedding banquet of the Moon Worship Demon Sect, he must not act at will, just be a spectator on the side.

This is also the reason why the Holy Son has been frowning at the wedding banquet, his mind is completely focused on thinking about his father's words to him, he thinks that something big will happen to the wedding banquet of the Moon Demon Sect, after all, his father's tone towards him has never been so solemn.

When she left the Heavenly Court, Imperial Sister Xi'e had been following her and her father, but the moment before arriving at the Moon Worship Demon Sect, she suddenly disappeared, and until now the Holy Son has not seen any trace of Imperial Sister Xi'e.

"You can see the situation very clearly, but you still don't understand the true intentions of my father and my battle!" The Holy Emperor did not use his own voice in this sentence, but used a forbidden voice to prevent other emperors from overhearing it.

The Holy Son was still puzzled, but he saw a non-negotiable attitude from his father's eyes, that is, he understood that no matter how hard he struggled today, he would not be let go by the Holy Emperor to fight with the Dustless Sword Monarch.

Witnessing the death of a rare opponent in this era made the Holy Son feel pity, and at the same time, the Holy Son was also suspicious of the intention of his father's words,

I had a thought in my mind that I didn't want to believe.

The Evil Emperor didn't stop after seeing that the Dustless Sword Monarch's Dharma Body was pinched and exploded by himself, and he launched a lot of attacks one after another, each of which contained a majestic imperial aura, fierce and terrifying.

The Dustless Sword Monarch relied on his cultivation promotion and the strength of the Dustless Divine Sword to resist these attacks, but he also paid a lot of price.

At this moment, the Dustless Sword Monarch's body was covered with scars, and the Qinglong Sword Robe had been stained red with blood oozing from the wounds, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.

His hair was scattered, and his hair was even stained with sticky red golden blood, which made the alien monarch who had fought with the Dustless Sword Monarch or seen the strength of the Dustless Sword Monarch sigh.

No matter how strong the king is, he can't fight the emperor, and he is a hero like the Dustless Sword Monarch, who has the qualifications and talents comparable to the Ice Queen and even the Heavenly Emperor, and is even qualified to defeat the puppet emperor, but in front of the real emperor, the Dustless Sword Monarch still has no power to fight back.

The Dustless Sword Monarch's right hand had been shattered by the impact of the Evil Emperor's power, and a large amount of skin and flesh had been scorched, completely losing the ability to fight.

Losing his right hand, Yuan Chen changed to holding the sword in his left hand, still looking warlike, the blood left on his forehead obscured the vision in front of him, but he still stared at the majestic evil emperor with cyan pupils.

"Can you fight again after being injured like this?" The Evil Emperor was indeed shocked by the will of the Dustless Sword Monarch, if this kid does not die, he will become the emperor in the future, "Dustless Sword Monarch, if you die at my hands today, it is because of your strength, your will is too strong, even the emperor cannot be shaken, and it is too dangerous to leave your life in this world!"

"Don't talk nonsense!I've already looked down on life and death, after all, no one in the Thirty-Three Heavens has ever stepped on more Shura Fields than me!" Yuan Chen laughed, "I don't even dare to accept hell, how can I die in your hands, as long as I can still hold the sword, all of you aliens will have to be killed by me sooner or later!"

Yuan Chen had learned about the history of the Heavenly Realm and read the memories of his ancestor, the Yuan Clan's sword master family.

Whether it is the heavenly realm or the world of the sword master, the alien race is always a hidden danger to the survival of the human race, the original Taoist ancestor and the Buddha are leading the war with the alien race, and they can only fight a defeat after all their strength, the alien race and the human race are fighting for survival, there is no difference between good and evil, for the survival of the race, this war has not yet started to determine the ending of the endless death.

The Emperor of Heaven seized the opportunity, but he did not really cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and the Ice Queen did not step into the Emperor Realm, and could not have the strength of the Emperor of Heaven, and watched the alien warriors flee and hibernate.

Yuan Chen inherited the Zhushen Sword Peak, understood the past of the Yuan ancestor's struggle with foreign races, and also understood the meaning of the Sword Craftsman family and the inheritance of the Zhushen Sword Peak.

His father left the mortal realm, but he left this sword behind, indicating that he hoped that Yuan Chen could inherit the Zhushen Sword Peak, take on the responsibility of protecting the human race, and live up to the glory of the ancestors.

Today, if Yuan Chen is afraid of death and the evil emperor, then he is the real Dao heart collapse, and there is no possibility of repairing it.

"Take the sword and cut me?" the evil emperor showed a grim smile on his face, "I want to see if your left hand is gone, how can you use the sword!"

The Evil Emperor turned his palm into a sword and slashed straight towards the Dustless Sword Monarch's left arm in an instant.

Emperor

Although the Evil Emperor is not a major in sword cultivation, the power of this sword at this moment is afraid that it has surpassed any sword cultivator in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Although Yuan Chen was in the realm of absolute death, he still had the strength to resist, and he injected all the king's spiritual power into the Dustless Divine Sword, slashing out seven heaven-cutting sword paths that crossed the heavens and the earth.

All kinds of heaven and earth rules are roaring in the air, and the sword of Yuan Chen is already the ultimate withdrawal of the sword path of the thirty-three heavens, and the power is equally amazing.

All the kings of the alien race are embarrassed when they see the fierceness of this sword, fortunately there is an unlucky ghost like the withered blood emperor, otherwise, with the power of the sword of the Dustless Sword Monarch, any king who faces this demon is estimated to have only the share of burying the Yellow Spring, and dealing with the Dustless Sword Monarch, I am afraid that only the pseudo-emperor and the emperor in this world can suppress him.

"Hmph, it's a pity that you're not the emperor after all, otherwise I can't do anything about you!" The Evil Emperor snorted indifferently when he saw the Dustless Sword Monarch desperately resisting, and then the sword qi turned into his palm instantly slashed down, tearing the sword domain that the Heaven Intercepting Sword Dao turned into crazy tears.

Although Yuan Chen's comprehension of the sword path level was higher than that of the Evil Emperor, he lacked the power to support the release of the Heaven Interception Sword Dao, like a hollowed out eggshell, which was easier to shatter.

The surging Emperor Evil Qi continued to pour into the Sword Domain of the Heaven Intercepting Sword Dao, suppressing all the sword intent strongly, and then directly penetrating the isolation of the Sword Domain and coming to the Dustless Sword Monarch.

"Not good!" Yuan Chen's eyes and pupils were all reflected in the sword qi, and he wanted to use the power of space to dodge, but found that there was no way out.

"Click!"

Yuan Chen's left hand holding the Dustless Divine Sword was ruthlessly cut off by the Evil Emperor's sword qi, and his entire arm was directly thrown away by the strong impact, and he didn't know where it fell with the Dustless Divine Sword.

A large amount of crimson blood continued to slip out of the place where his shoulder was connected to his left arm, and Yuan Chen felt a sharp pain, and almost lay down directly.

The tenacious will told Yuan Chen that he couldn't just lie down at the moment, otherwise he really had no way out.

Yuan Chen took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, the evil emperor's sword qi seemed to have done something, Yuan Chen wanted to block the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding but it had no effect at all, and the cut wound was eroded by a curse of heart-piercing pain, and began to rot continuously.

"Now I see how you still hold a sword, as a sword monarch died without a sword by his side, this is really interesting!" The Evil Emperor looked at the Dustless Sword Monarch at this moment, and for some reason showed an evil smile.

At this moment, the Dustless Sword Monarch can be said to be truly desperate, his arms are abolished, he can't hold the sword, and the spiritual power of the Monarch in his body is almost exhausted, and he is also eroded by the curse of the Evil Emperor, just refining this curse is enough to make the Dustless Sword Monarch unable to separate his mind.

The current Dustless Sword Monarch can be said to be able to kill any king who comes, because he seems to have lost his will and has no combat power.

"My Emperor, I don't know if such a trivial matter as killing the Dustless Sword Monarch can make me share my emperor's worries, lest the blood of the Terran warriors stain your hands again!" A demon clan's Three Seal Monarch walked from behind the army led by the Evil Emperor, he belonged to the powerhouse other than the first nine Three Seal Monarchs, because he had just been promoted to the Three Seal Monarch not long ago, and he was not qualified to be promoted to the Pseudo Emperor Realm with the Refining Emperor Jade Seal.