There are many people in the world, and everyone walks a different path, and everyone believes in different things. So what is the right way and what is the evil way? What is right and what is wrong? Perhaps there is no clear definition of all of them, and no one has the right to obstruct the path of others, but the world should understand what kind of heart is in one's own heart, whether everything one has done, and whether it really has a clear conscience.

The Dragon Emperor lowered his head and looked at the heart that had turned black and purple that rolled to his feet, without a trace of expression on his face, maybe he had already seen through everything, but he was too lazy to expose it, or maybe it was because he would never change himself because of a person's life and death, no matter who he used to be. This is him, the lord of Crescent Island, the overlord of the party who wants to dominate the world.

"I didn't want to do this, and I didn't need to, there was no grudge between you and me, and now, I ask again, can you stop here and give me a way out. Wuxin looked at the silent Dragon Emperor coldly, and said lightly.

He didn't really plan to fight to the death with the Dragon Emperor, not only because he had become tired of these killings since the death of the Seven Sage Kings, but also because of the relationship between the Dragon Crescent Moon. He could see that although Long Xinyue's father and son seemed to be incompatible on the surface, no one could erase the father-son relationship whose blood was thicker than water, one day was father and son, and life was father and son. But if someone has to do something more than him, he won't hesitate.

The Dragon Emperor slowly raised his head, looked at the momentum like a rainbow, and said slowly: "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were different, but I still underestimated you, I didn't expect your strength to be so incredible, you can be called a genius, if you can leave here alive, you will definitely be invincible in the world in the future." As he spoke, there was a hint of burning desire in his eyes, and he didn't know whether he wanted to have the ability to be strong when he was strong, or whether he hoped that he could use it for himself.

"Does the Lord of the Dragon Island agree to stop there? If so, then I will leave here with my people, and never be seen again. Wuxin said lightly. He hoped that the Dragon Emperor would agree, not because he was afraid, but because he was really tired of it.

Originally, the people of Crescent Island killed a few shadow members, and he already had enough reasons to turn this place upside down, but he didn't, not only because this was Long Crescent's hometown, but also because he didn't want to do things like the Dragon Emperor, not to mention that the ghost Bian who did it had already been killed by himself at this time, and he didn't want to be stained with too many people's blood.

The Dragon Emperor shook his head and said affirmatively: "I will not agree to let go of a person who may dominate the world at any time, that is like letting the tiger return to the mountain and bring about its own destruction." He was apprehensive because what he saw was so strong that he wasn't sure if he would be an unintentional opponent after the next meeting.

"Why are you still so obsessed with it now?! There is no invincible world at all, and no one can really dominate the world, it is just a dream of yours, a dream that can never be realized! The martial arts masters of the Central Plains are like clouds, not to mention hundreds, how many can you kill? Do you really wake up when someone puts a knife on your neck? Have you forgotten what my mother died for?" Long Xinyue rushed two steps and looked at the Dragon Emperor and roared at the top of his throat.

He had seen the strength of Wuxin, and he had also seen the power of uniting the martial arts of the Central Plains, and the idea of the Dragon Emperor wanting to dominate the world was just a joke in his eyes, a ridiculous joke.

"Shut up! I don't have your son! Even if I die, I don't need you to collect my body for me! Get out! Don't let me see you again, or I'll kill you with my own hands!" The Dragon Emperor glared at Long Xinyue angrily and said loudly, that look of despair appeared again, maybe there is nothing more desperate than having a son who is against him everywhere and keeps telling him that everything he has done is wrong.

Listening to the Dragon Emperor's words, Long Long Crescent couldn't help but close his eyes, twisted his head, turned away, and no longer looked at the angry Dragon Emperor, as if he no longer intended to intervene to stop it, but a trace of tears on his cheeks flashed away. Perhaps, there is nothing more painful than having an obsessive father.

"If you can kill me!, then no one can stop you!" the Dragon Emperor turned his head to look at Wuxin and said loudly, as if he had deliberately said it to Long Xinyue, who was not far away.

Without a word, no accident, no hesitation, he who was standing in place suddenly rushed out like lightning, met the furious Dragon Emperor, and threw a punch fiercely, attacking the Dragon Emperor's face full of anger! In the blink of an eye! The fist wind whirred! It was exactly the same as the previous Ghost Bian's moves! Replication! He was able to reproduce Ghost Bian's moves in such a short period of time, although the shape was not like a god, but the degree of fierceness did not fall behind at all, and even more without return!

The Dragon Emperor no longer paid attention to Long Xinyue, looking at Wuxin, who was getting closer and closer, his eyes gradually became cold, cold to the extreme, both of them were tightly clenched together, and a strong aura of death instantly emanated from his body, and there seemed to be an unprecedented invisible power hidden in the breath, so that all those who felt it saw their death almost instantly, and their whole bodies were cold!

Seeing that Wuxin was about to attack, I saw that the Dragon Emperor suddenly let out a strange cry, and then suddenly disappeared like a ghost!

Wuxin, who was originally trying to throw a punch, suddenly threw himself into the air, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly turned around, but he found that there was no shadow of the Dragon Emperor behind him, and he only saw faces gloating with a cruel sneer. Crescent Island's men didn't seem to be surprised by what was happening in front of them, but were full of pride.

Wuxin held his breath and turned back and forth twice, hoping to find out the whereabouts of the Dragon Emperor, but found that there was no shadow, and Long Ci completely disappeared, as if he had never been here, which was incredible!

Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind suddenly appear on his side, as fast as lightning, leaving no trace!

But before Wuxin's foot was fully stretched out, a terrifying force had fallen on Wuxin's body in an instant, and then Wuxin was like a kite with a broken string, and flew backwards involuntarily!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wuxin's mouth in an instant, and he looked in the direction where the force came from, only to see a red figure appearing there, it was none other than the Dragon Emperor, who was staring at him with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.

A face that was so cold that there was no life, and a pair of eyes full of death......