Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 42 Battle

boom!
boom!
Two terrifying auras swept across the arena, each occupying half of the world, Wang Lingling and others hurriedly ran down the arena and stood hundreds of meters away to watch.

"war!"

Wu Ming roared, two battle swords appeared in the palm of his hand, both were top-grade spiritual weapons, one white and one black, the white was dazzling, the black was deep, revealing a powerful sword light, they slashed down suddenly.

Two dazzling sword qi emerged out of thin air, one on the left and one on the right, attacking Qin Wudao.

People who use double swords are rarely seen in the mainland.

"Sword come!"

Qin Wudao didn't use the Xuanyuan Sword. With a wave of his right hand, the battle sword placed on the weapon rack of the arena was unsheathed. This is an ordinary soldier, but in his hand, it looks like a supreme weapon.

The war sword began to tremble, bursting out wisps of sword energy, forming a river of swords in the void.

The water of the big river is coming from the sky!
The two black and white sword qi were instantly destroyed without hurting Jianhe, just like a mayfly shaking a tree!

Wu Ming's figure flickered, and he appeared in the sky of thousands of feet, with black and white mysterious light appearing on his body, while sacred and supreme, at the same time, magic flames billowed, revealing a thrilling aura.

At this moment, he is half god, half devil!
"God Demon Sword!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared, condensing two sword qis again, and brought the two sword qis closer together under everyone's astonished eyes. During this process, the violent force generated tore apart the void, and space cracks appeared one after another.

"My dear, he won't want to fuse the two sword qi!"

Peng Shizhuang gasped, and merged the two completely different forces, which he had never met before.

"It seems so"

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth twitched, he was either a genius or a lunatic who could come up with such a move.

"Let's stay away from them!"

As Wang Lingling said, they all backed away a little bit, and almost walked out of the gate of the East Palace.

"interesting!"

Qin Wudao stood on the arena, the sword in his hand trembled, and the sword river in the void immediately charged away, faintly producing the sound of water slapping, echoing between the heaven and the earth.

"combine!"

Wu Ming's eyes were full of madness, the veins on his forehead exploded, and the two sword qi merged into one. His hands had already been swept by the sword qi, bloodstained.

A black and white sword energy traverses the void, like a god or a demon, with a terrifying aura permeating the air, powerful and powerful.

White light and black light flickered alternately, and the sky and the earth seemed to be affected, flickering.

"Your Highness, I comprehended this sword by chance. When I was still in the Faxiang Realm, I used this move to kill warriors in the Nirvana Realm. Be careful!"

Wu Ming reminded, the blood spurted out from his eyes, and he slashed again!
boom!
Like the impact of a comet, the two terrifying attacks collided with each other.

The sword river composed of sword qi was cut off by the black and white sword qi, forming countless sword qi, which hit the ring and produced sword marks. The black and white sword qi continued to kill Qin Wudao.

"What a domineering attack!"

Qin Wudao secretly exclaimed, with this attack, Wu Ming could defeat most of the Tianjiao who had turned eight Nirvana, but to him, this attack was nothing more than that, the transformation produced by Nine Turn Nirvana made his strength reach A level of horror.

"Five Elements Sword Art, cut!"

When the black and white sword energy was about to fall, Qin Wudao raised his head suddenly, surrounded by five elements sword energy, showing the intention of destruction.

Following his words, the five-element sword energy soared into the sky, and a majestic sword light contained five kinds of power, carrying the power to destroy everything and shatter all spells, and slashed towards the black and white sword energy.

"Five Elements Sword Jue" is a prefecture-level martial art rewarded by the system, which can condense the five energies of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and integrate them with each other, covering everything and encompassing the universe.

"This"

Wu Ming, who was controlling the sword qi, frowned slightly, feeling a more terrifying energy, but he didn't allow him to think too much, the two powerful sword qi had already collided together.

boom!
The void on the arena was completely shrouded in sword light, covering the sky and the sun.

Qin Wudao looked at the sky, showing a slight smile, the war sword in his hand pierced through the air, flew into the scabbard, the edge faded away, and quietly waited for the aftermath to dissipate.

After a few minutes, the sword energy slowly dissipated.

"Pfft~"

I saw Wu Ming hanging in the air, as if drained of all his strength, he fell from the sky, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

"You are defeated!"

Qin Wudao stepped forward, took out a 'rejuvenation pill', and handed it to Wu Ming, with a flat expression and no joy.

Wu Ming didn't answer. After taking the pill, he just nodded his head weakly, his expression a bit lost. Obviously, this battle had hit him hard.

He thought he would lose, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly and so thoroughly.

His famous move, in front of Qin Wudao, was actually vulnerable.

boom!
A stream of golden light descended from the sky and landed on Qin Wudao.

On the hidden dragon list, Wu Ming's name gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely.

"Huh? How did my king's cultivation speed become faster?"

Qin Wudao operated the exercises to restore the consumed aura, and found that the speed of absorbing aura was much faster than before.

After thinking about it, he realized that it was because of plundering Wu Ming's luck, and he couldn't help but sigh at the power of luck. No wonder the top [-] talents on the Qianlong list have the chance to become immortals.

"After this discovery, I'm afraid the arrogance of the mainland will be crazy about it!"

Qin Wudao thought to himself, don't talk about other people, even he himself is full of enthusiasm, wanting to gain more luck, turned his eyes to Wang Lingling and the others: "Now it's your turn!"

Several people looked at each other and said with wry smiles: "Your Highness, we admit defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, five golden lights descended from the sky and fell into Qin Wudao's body. The names of Wang Lingling and other five people also disappeared from the Qianlong list.

After the goal was achieved, Qin Wudao's face became more kind, and he invited with a smile: "I was offended just now, and now it's getting late, why don't you all stay in the East Palace, and we can sit down and talk about martial arts?"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The six people did not refuse, and they also wanted to establish a good relationship with Qin Wudao, which would be of great benefit to their future development.

That night, the evening breeze was cool, the moon and stars were thin, and the East Palace was brightly lit. The seven young Tianjiao chatted happily, discussed martial arts, and talked about the world, and they were extremely happy.

But in the holy fire city, thousands of miles away, in a gorgeous palace, it was a different scene.

Shengzi Mansion!
In the gloomy dungeon, a group of men in black robes stood with soldiers, with indifferent faces. In the cell in front of them, eight teenagers were imprisoned. Their limbs were bound by chains and they could not move. Their faces showed fear and fear.

These eight people are the Tianjiao on the Tianhuoyu Qianlong list.

Just today, they were forcibly taken to Shengzi Mansion by a group of men in black robes.

At this time, a sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the dungeon, and the holy son Duan Yonghui walked slowly, with a sneer on his face.

"His Royal Highness, what are you trying to do by arresting us?"

A teenager asked angrily.

"Of course it is to take away the luck from your body, and let your blood essence nourish the devil fire of this holy son by the way!"

Duan Yonghui walked to the cell, smiled coldly, and a black flame appeared in his right hand, beating constantly, like an elf in the dark, exuding an evil aura.

"You... you want to kill us?"

The eight Tianjiao trembled and said in disbelief, and began to struggle violently, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break free from the chains.

"Go..."

Duan Yonghui smiled ferociously, and the black flame in his hand pierced through the air, turning into a black fire dragon, entrenched above the prison cell, condescending, looking down on the eight young Tianjiao.

"No, don't kill me, I admit defeat..."

"Duan Yonghui, you are despicable and shameless, commanding the strong to imprison us, you have the guts to let me out..."

"Ah, I'm not willing!"

"Duan Yonghui, I curse you to die..."

……

The eight youths Tianjiao roared in despair, echoes echoed in the empty dungeon, so small, so helpless.

"die!"

Murderous intent flashed in Duan Yonghui's eyes, and the black fire dragon swooped down, devouring the eight young Tianjiao, leaving no bones left.

In the next breath, eight golden lights shot down from the Qianlong list and landed on Duan Yonghui.

"Jie Jie..."

"The speed of cultivation has increased again, and the next target is Qin Wudao..."

Duan Yonghui ran his exercises, raised his head to the sky and screamed, his hoarse voice was like the whisper of death, which made people shudder.

(End of this chapter)