Legend of Fighting Emperor

Mu Xuan's figure flashed, the Wind and Thunder Steps beneath his feet flashed, he immediately rushed forward and the Heavenly Thunder Sword in his right hand immediately unleashed 'Thunderous Fury', striking the middle aged witch-robed man with the power of thundercloud.

When the green scaled long blade in the middle aged witch-robed man's hand was blocked by Mu Xuan's King Kong Ring and swept away, suddenly, three sharp ice sculptures pierced towards his lower abdomen.

The witch-robed man was startled. The witch-robe in his chest suddenly flashed, and a black dry hand that was as thin as firewood appeared. It suddenly waved towards the three sharp ice sculptures and smashed them down. Following that, he immediately saw a glittering godly weapon carrying a thunderous aura that seemed to fill the sky like a thunderstorm, fiercely chopping down towards him as if it was a monstrous monster.

A hint of fear flashed through his eyes. This sword-stance seemed extraordinary. How could this brat's battle strength be so strong? Is he a spiritual stage?

After that, he raised the green scale long blade in his hand again to block it.

With a bang, the green scaled long blade was pushed back again. This brat's spiritual energy was actually so strong, and that was God Power, hm? There was also Lei Li from the foreign land.

witch-robed man's cultivation had reached the peak of the Core Formation, and instantly determined the component of Mu Xuan's attack power.

This brat was actually fighting someone above his level, but his battle prowess was astonishing.

Just as he was thinking, Mu Xuan's second style, 'Thunderous Fury' once again attacked him, and the sword style that was faintly discernable contained the roar and fury of thunder.

The witch-robed man revealed a terrified expression, he waved the green scaled long blade in his hand, and with a twist of the blade, it turned into a green scaled long dragon. With a wave of its claws, it bared its fangs and bit towards the Heavenly Thunder Sword that was chopping down.

Bang! Under the loud noise, the Heavenly Thunder Sword in Mu Xuan's hands tumbled backwards, his body retreating a step, while the green scaled long dragon's entire body also swept away. The witch-robed man had blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his face turning pale white in an instant, with a bit of cyan cold Qi entering his body.

He was furious in his heart. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to solve this problem in a short time, and now that he had been poisoned by the cold wind, he had to quickly retreat!

Blood flowed out of the corner of witch-robed man's mouth. Even though the green scaled dragon rolled back, it had indeed blocked Mu Xuan's attack once again. The green scaled long dragon's body was tired, it didn't have the domineering look like when it first appeared, but it seemed to have a trace of decay. Even though, as long as witch-robed man was willing, the green scaled long dragon would definitely rush out again, because it was his spirit beast. With the soul contract, it had to abide by both sides' agreements and responsibilities. At this moment, Elder Qing Lin let out a painful long howl, and her body couldn't help but tremble. It seemed that the thunderstorm from Mu Xuan's Fury Qi earlier had dealt a great blow to it.

This brat's cultivation was indeed only at the spiritual stage, but his fighting strength was astonishing, and the divine power in his body, was clearly Power of the Fiendgods. Spiritual force? Cultivate all three at the same time?

witch-robed man was currently extremely terrified as his eyes widened, revealing a mystifying look of disbelief! "This time, I've kicked an iron plate!"

witch-robed man immediately retreated backwards, and with a few steps, he stepped onto his own meteorite. He was about to enter his cold protection array immediately. The reason for that was because the poison in his cold wind was becoming stronger and stronger. He had originally thought that he would be able to take care of this brat with a single strike and take back that woman. But he didn't want to end up like this. At the same time, as he quickly escaped, his eyes became cold and he took out a stone wolf with wings. The stone wolf suddenly opened its eyes. Its eyes were bloodshot and it was about to attack.

However, right at this time, Mu Xuan had already felt that the stone wolf that he took out was a great threat, his right hand flashed, and the Armored God Sword suddenly appeared, once again using 'Fury of the Thunder', bringing with it two thousand and five hundred years of multicolored light and a monstrous thunderstorm aura, and fiercely slashed at witch-robed man's head. witch-robed man's expression was startled, but it was too late to block it. The light shot into Jian Bing's body!

In an instant, witch-robed man's eyes widened, his expression sinister, his mouth spitting out blood, his hands grabbing the exposed sword hilt, the green scaled long dragon also charged down and bit into the remaining part of the sword, ready to pull the sword hilt out. However, in the next moment, his entire body was trembling uncontrollably. The skin, muscles, and bones below the neck, along with the hands they held, instantly aged, skinned, and withered. The green scaled dragon was also ordinary.

The witch-robed man painfully quickly struck his palm on his head. The small, blurry little person that was as weak as a willow tree left his body and quickly escaped to the side. This was the weak and tiny, blurry Primordial Spirit that had just formed at the peak of the witch-robed man's Core Formation.

"What magic treasure is this?" "So abnormal?" His voice was sharp, and his heart was filled with unprecedented terror. His weak and blurry primordial spirit began to tremble in the cold wind.

It seemed like he was not far from advancing into the Primordial Spirit Realm, and would have another fortuitous encounter to break through to the next realm. It was a pity that at this moment, the weak and blurry primordial spirit looked at the bottom of his original body's neck and instantly withered, both of his hands turned into ashes and dissipated. The green scaled dragon also became a dark green old dragon that could not fly, slowly transforming into a dilapidated and useless green scaled blade on the meteorite.

With a thought from Mu Xuan, the winged stone wolf was instantly in his hands. The storage treasure in the witch-robed man's embrace was also in Mu Xuan's hands, and he glanced at the four white crystals of the cold protection array. Following that, his spiritual will immediately wrapped Dan Baixue, and moved him to the fifteen hundred meter wide meteorite, and let him enter the cold protection array. Once she left the cold wind of nothingness, Dan Baixue finally regained her senses.

Mu Xuan continued to stay in the cold wind as he held his sword and looked at the tiny, blurry Primordial Spirit that was as thin as a willow tree. At the moment, he was also shocked in his heart, Why is it that my Armored God Sword is so powerful in this void? Otherwise, witch-robed man would not be in such a miserable state.

Mu Xuan glared at him and stepped forward, about to attack again. Seeing Mu Xuan attacking again, that weak and blurry Primordial Spirit felt his knees go weak and knelt down with a "Putong" sound. Fellow Daoist, have mercy. I was wrong, I gave you the cold protection array, please spare my life! "

"Scram!" Mu Xuan roared.

An earth-shattering pressure and aura pushed the weak and blurry primordial spirit into the air, causing it to fly onto the enormous meteorite.

"Fellow, I am an external Mausoleum Guard of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire. Fellow, save me!" That weak, blurry Primal was trembling even more in the cold wind. His entire body was covered with layers of frost, causing him to hurriedly open his mouth to beg for mercy.