Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 128 Worth a Thousand Words
Xu Mochen took the long sword, which was carefully crafted by Duan Bailian, and it was the pinnacle of human weapons.

But after all, it is a mortal weapon, and there is still a gap between it and those refined by immortals.

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

Since it came out, it has not seen blood consecration yet.

Now use my blood to give it the first spirituality. "

I stick to my heart, hold the long sword in my hand, and slay the evil immortals in the world!

Fingers across, the red liquid dripped out and seeped into the blade.

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

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

He has the Dao pattern of Fujing Luoyi, and the runes he wrote gradually light up, and finally imprinted on the sword.

The inscription is the word "Hanguang".

"The name of this sword is Hanguang, and it unites Dao." After Xu Mochen finished these, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground, and looked at Tan Shuyi, "It's enough to kill immortals."

After saying this, Han Guangjian let out a buzzing sound.

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

It is no longer a mortal weapon, but has become a spirit treasure with a weapon spirit.

Tan Shuyi smiled: "As expected of Your Majesty, you can always be unexpected. No wonder the immortal cultivators who opposed you all fell."

There was also a light around him, and after it faded away, it turned into exactly the same as Xu Mochen, even the sword in his hand was the same.

"Who is the real dragon emperor, the result will be determined in a battle tonight." Xu Mochen remained expressionless, "Tang Aiqing, take everyone out."

Both of them are immortal cultivators who can use the fortune of the country, and it is useless for the others to stay here.

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

No one said "stay here to help His Majesty" with such low IQ, they all pursed their lips and walked out of the imperial study.

The door of the imperial study room was slowly closed, and the light flashed, blocking any visual and spiritual prying.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but lift up.

If Xu Mochen fails in this battle, the history of Dagan and even the world of the ten directions will be revised.

As for the few of them, what will happen to them, each other knows it well.

Above the palace, a huge vortex was constantly rotating.

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

That was a special effect caused by the National Games.

In an instant, a ray of light shot out from the vortex and entered the imperial study room.

"It's started!" Tang Derun swallowed.

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

"Your Majesty's current state is probably at the level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment," Tang Derun said solemnly, "And talking about Shuyi..."

The Empress Dowager took over the words: "Tan Shuyi followed the path of Buddhist cultivation, he is an eighth-level expert in the realm of impermanence, but the Ai family can fight.

But he returned to his nature and entered the Heavenly Demon Realm, that is, the strength of the ninth level of blood quenching state, which is equivalent to the peak of Jindan state. "

"Your Majesty has the support of the two supernatural powers of Niwan Jiangong." Shen Zhining frowned, "It can be said that the same level has an advantage, and can even leapfrog the battle, but now there is such a big difference in realm..."

almost impossible.

"Young master's hole cards, Dragon Luck and National Luck, are also owned by Tan Shuyi." Li Bitong also felt that something was wrong in his heart, "It's like saying that they have the same conditions.

Moreover, with the son's character, he must be reluctant to use the national fortune lightly.

The ray of light just now should be that Tan Shuyi tried the national fortune. "

After saying this, another ray of light descended from the sky.

"Tan Shuyi is a cultivator of immortality, 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 reducing the national luck at all, he just uses it to the maximum extent."

"The Remnant Dragon Butting the Sky Dafa, I didn't expect it to be so powerful," the queen mother sighed, "These are all evil fates, if I had known this, I shouldn't have taught Buddhism to these two things back then."

"The world is all about destiny," Shu Wuyin looked at it openly, "It is difficult to separate the predestined fate.

You can't trust Xu Mochen, but I trust 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's not just shouting slogans that can solve the problem.

The time for half a column of incense has passed.

There was still no movement in the imperial study room.

"The imperial palace is blessed by the fortune of the country. Both of them must concentrate all their strength and start the war with the most elite and precise 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 flying and cracking everywhere.

Winning or losing may be just a momentary matter.

From time to time, the sky still has light shining into the imperial study room.

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

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

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

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

"So, this is your only chance to win." Li Bitong had never been so nervous before.

"There is another possibility," the Queen Mother remained calm all the time, "that is, His Majesty can fight against Tan Shuyi."

This possibility is slim.

Tan Shuyi is not afraid even if he is an immortal cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm.

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

For such false propositions, no one has answered.

One stick of incense time has passed.

Suddenly, two lights flashed in the sky.

One is the same as the previous few times, while the other is extremely thick.

Everyone's faces changed.

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

In the air, there was a faint fragrance.

The vortex condensed above gradually dissipated.

This means that the battle inside has a result.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but raised their throats.

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

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

Is it Xu Mochen or Tan Shuyi?
Banzang's method of acting as a body substitute can hide the truth from ordinary cultivators, but they are not sure.

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

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

"Wow—" Everyone couldn't help cheering.

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

"Your Majesty..." Tang Derun also heaved a sigh of relief.

"I won."

A simple sentence is worth a thousand words.

(End of this chapter)