Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 968
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Seeing Ling Yuchen leave, Leng Wushuang took a deep breath, flicked his sleeves suddenly, and strode back to the mansion.

The news spread like wildfire, and within half a day, the entire Eastern Dragon Emperor knew that Leng Wushuang, the genius of General Leng's mansion, was going to fight Ling Yuchen.

Ling Yuchen didn't hide his aura either, his five-star cultivation in the Firmament Realm was fully exposed. As for Leng Wushuang, all Donglong people already knew that his cultivation had reached ten stars in the Firmament Realm.

Leng Wushuang was once known as one of the top ten martial arts masters of Donglong's younger generation, and he was also the successor of the famous General Leng's Mansion. Naturally, his strength needless to say, everyone knows it well.

Fighting against a five-star warrior in the sky realm, anyone with a clear mind would believe that Leng Wushuang would win easily.However, many Donglong people felt very uneasy in their hearts.

Because Ling Yuchen is not an ordinary five-star martial artist in the sky realm, although the past has passed, no one has forgotten the great things that this young man named Ling Yuchen has done in Donglong. A five-star martial artist in the firmament realm can do it.

What's more, the recent news about the prison city has added a mysterious and powerful color to the name Ling Yuchen.

Walking on the street, Ling Yuchen felt that there were at least a hundred spirits wandering around him, but none of them dared to cover him rashly, they just watched him.

He ignored it, walked into an inn, opened a room, and arranged a magic circle for a while, isolating all prying spirits, and rested in peace.

In a study room of General Leng's Mansion, Leng Wushuang stood in front of a desk, looking respectfully at a handsome man with slightly white temples, who was sitting behind the desk holding a book in his forehand. dry.

"Father, in three days, I will fight Ling Yuchen to avenge my third uncle."

"Are you confident?" Leng Tianqian asked.

"Baby, yes." Leng Wushuang paused, and said affirmatively.

Leng Tianqian put down the scroll in his hand, looked at Leng Wushuang in front of him, and nodded slightly: "Wushuang, Ling Yuchen is extraordinary, this son came to Donglong inexplicably from Xiwu, and he did a lot of great things, it can be seen that this son It’s really extraordinary, and it must not be viewed with ordinary eyes.”

"My child knows." Leng Wushuang said in a deep voice.

Thinking of Leng Tianhui's death, he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart, and said with a stern face: "I have the confidence to cut him under the sword and avenge my third uncle."

After Ling Yuchen came to the door, General Leng's mansion immediately became lively, and the major families and some sects of the imperial capital came to visit one after another.

In the living room, Leng Wushuang personally received him.

"On behalf of the Lu family, I wish Master Wushuang to kill Ling Yuchen with his sword, and to be proud of Donglong. This is a piece of bitter blood root, which can strengthen the body and replenish qi and blood. I hope to do my part." A man in purple brocade The man in uniform said, and put a brocade box on the square table beside him.

Leng Wushuang stood up and said, "Thank you."

"This is a jade pot pill, refined with the treasures of the five elements, which can temper the consciousness. It is a little thought of my Guanglong sect. I wish you the fame of Chiyue, Mr. Wushuang."

One after another, the visitors presented valuable gifts to Leng Wushuang, which made General Leng's mansion extremely lively and joyous, as if the victory had already been decided before the fight, and the celebration banquet had already started in advance.

The inn room where Ling Yuchen was located was deserted. He sat alone on the chair, with his eyes slightly closed, with a solemn expression.

At this time, a long sword was suspended above his head.An ordinary hilt, an ordinary blade, seems to be an ordinary long sword.However, if you feel it carefully, you will find the extraordinaryness of this sword!
The long sword was suspended above his head, spinning continuously, and occasionally, a faint brilliance shone from the sword.Exuding majesty, penetrating everything, and a breath of mighty heaven and earth.

This is Hui Jian!A sword that can cut everything!

With the sword of wisdom in hand, there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut!

It's just that he has just mastered the Wisdom Sword, and he feels that his cultivation is not perfect enough, and there is still a long way to go before he can cut everything in the world.

After comprehending the Wisdom Sword for a while, Ling Yuchen had a thought, and the Wisdom Sword plunged down into the top of his head and disappeared. Immediately afterwards, an illusory talisman appeared above his head.

It was a yellow talisman, but it was not any common talisman. This talisman was called a martial talisman, and it was a talisman engraved on the martial pattern. With this talisman, he could use it without any materials. The talisman was condensed in an instant.

Of course, there are some restrictions. The talismans that can be condensed must be those that he has already mastered at his fingertips. Moreover, it will be very difficult to condense high-grade talismans, and the number is also limited. Now, with his understanding of martial talismans, he can condense them at most. Produced three seventh-grade talismans.

The seventh-grade talisman already poses a certain threat to the strong in the prehistoric realm, but it can be called a killer weapon for the warriors in the sky realm!
The martial talisman kept spinning, and the martial pattern flickered non-stop. After a long time, Ling Yuchen suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and he had stopped comprehending the profound meaning of the martial pattern, because some changes occurred in his sea of ​​consciousness!
In the sea of ​​consciousness, a black stone tablet was looming, as if suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, exuding a mysterious aura. At this moment, the aura on the Fengtian Town Demon Tablet was very unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

"This is……"

Ling Yuchen stared at the Fengtian Town Demon Tablet, and clearly felt that something conceived in Fengtian Town Demon Tablet seemed to be more "mature", as if it would not be long before it would be born.

"What exactly is conceived in it?"

He couldn't figure it out, even the master of Tianfo couldn't figure it out, so he just told him to wait quietly.

After observing for a while, he withdrew his consciousness and calmed down his mind. This observation still had no results, so he had to put the matter down again. The most urgent task was to prepare for the fight in three days.

He turned his hand and took out a golden seal, which was the Hades golden seal, but at this moment, the golden light on the Hades golden seal was much dimmed, and there were some red and black stains on the surface of the golden seal, which looked annoying.

During the battle with Li Yuanlong, the strong man of the Li family, Hades King Jinxi was swallowed by the prison of flesh and blood. Although he took it back after breaking the prison of flesh and blood, the object had also been corroded by the filthy breath.

"Well, the spirituality is damaged, so you have to re-sacrifice it again."

With a move in Ling Yuchen's heart, he held the Pluto King Seal tightly in his hand, wrapped it with his spiritual consciousness, and continued to refine it to get rid of the stains on it.

Half a day later, the Pluto Jinxi returned to its former appearance, shining golden light, and the word "town" under the Jinxi was even more mysterious.

For three days, he stayed at home, because of the barrier of the formation, no one knew what he was doing.

It was not until the early morning of the third day that he walked out of the inn, walked out of the gate of the imperial capital, and headed straight to the west of the imperial capital, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Three thousand miles to the west of Eastern Dragon Emperor's capital, there is an endless desolate grassland. Not only is it sparsely populated, but the land is also very barren. Basically, no spiritual herbs and medicines can be produced, so there are very few people in and out, only occasionally there is a sound of desolate beasts. The roar echoed.

However, on this day, this desolate grassland became lively. Occasionally, powerful warriors appeared above the sky, and they were all people who heard the news and came here to watch the battle.

As time went by, there were more and more powerful figures on the sky, all of which gathered above the clouds.Occasionally, there would be exclamations of exclamation, and that was because there were great masters who came to watch the battle in person.

Not long after, a golden chariot drove up from a distance, everyone who saw it was shocked, and said anxiously: "This is the spiritual weapon chariot of the old man Xishan!"

The old man Xishan is a well-known idle warrior in Donglong, who has no affiliation and sect power, and because of this, all major sects treat him very politely.

Then, another woman wearing a seven-colored phoenix feather silk shirt and a white gauze covering her face approached gracefully, attracting the attention of countless people once again. Ren is an elder from the Huolong Pavilion of the Eight Great Sects. He has always acted secretly and never revealed his true face.

In just half a day, at least ten prehistoric powerhouses showed up, and I don't know how many others were peeping in the dark without showing their true faces.

Everyone looked down at the earth and looked at a man standing on a barren mountain. He was tall and tall, wearing silver soft armor, exuding an aura like a sharp sword. It was Leng Wushuang.

Leng Wushuang has already come here, he has been standing on the top of the barren mountain, from the beginning until now, motionless, just staring at the east.

At noon, finally, the long-awaited Ling Yuchen appeared from a distance and flew towards the sky. Every time he took a step, his figure flickered hundreds of feet away. From the sky to the front, it only took a moment.

People with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that what Ling Yuchen is using is not physical martial arts, but the power of space, a very powerful and difficult to comprehend martial art!

The power of space exists between the heaven and the earth. Once mastered, it can overwhelm the clouds and seas. However, it is not an easy task to master it. For a while, everyone secretly wondered how Ling Yuchen realized the power of space.

Even if they were thinking about it, they would never imagine that Ling Yuchen's perception of the power of space was due to his personal experience of the collapse of a small world and his perception during his narrow escape.

Ling Yuchen stopped at the foot of the barren mountain, slightly raised his head to look at Leng Wushuang on the top of the barren mountain.

Leng Wushuang also looked down at Ling Yuchen, Yinglang's face was icy cold, with murderous intent looming in his eyes, he said coldly: "Ling Yuchen, you disregarded my obstruction and forcibly killed my third uncle, today, I will kill you to avenge my third uncle! "

The corner of Ling Yuchen's eyes twitched, and he said calmly: "For your third uncle's death, I..."

"So guilty?" Ling Yuchen didn't say anything, and everyone who was hiding in the surroundings secretly guessed in their hearts.

"I have a clear conscience. Leng Tianhui deserves more than his death. Even if I do it all over again, I will still kill him!" Ling Yuchen said with a firm expression.

(End of this chapter)