The Most Powerful Emperor System in History

Back then, after Wu Xiuyuan knew the strength of the ancient Xuanwen, he tried every means to obtain the ancient Xuanwen and become a master of the ancient formation.

But after searching for many years, there was no trace of the real existence of the ancient Xuanwen, he had already regarded this ancient Xuanwen as a long-lost existence.

But today, he actually saw the ancient Xuanwen, and it was still in the hands of his enemies.

This made Wu Xiuyuan unable to calm down.

He knows the ancient Xuanwen, he knows very well the power of the ancient Xuanwen.

"No wonder, no wonder."

"No wonder Lu Feng has the courage to fight alone with himself, it turns out that he turned out to be an ancient formation mage."

"Also, looking at the power of these nine thunder mysterious texts, I'm afraid the realm is not low."

Wu Xiuyuan's face was solemn, facing the mysterious ancient Xuanwen, he, the emperor, even if he was only facing a saint king-level warrior, he did not dare to underestimate it.

However, he was puzzled, Lu Feng had always been under his own gaze, when did he condense these nine thunderous texts?

According to some of his understanding, it is not so easy to condense this ancient Xuanwen.

As far as some of the materials he had obtained, there was a record that the profound ancient Xuanwen could condense a heavenly ancient formation mage for more than a month.

But how did Lu Feng manage to have nine powerful Thunder Mysteries in a blink of an eye?

Lu Feng stared at Wu Xiuyuan, nine thunder mysterious texts floated in front of him, but his heart was not at all relaxed.

Lu Feng was able to condense nine thunder mysterious texts, and the biggest reliance was to control the thunder with his supernatural powers to induce the sky thunder, and then borrow the sky thunder to force the ninth thunder mysterious text.

But today, he discovered that the thunder and lightning brought by the Thunder Sword in Wu Xiuyuan's hand were not weak in level and power, so he moved to use Wu Xiuyuan to attack the incidental lightning to forcefully condense the thunder mysterious text.

In this way, if he succeeds, he can reduce a lot of consumption, and he doesn't need to be the same as last time, resulting in an extremely tragic price to be able to win.

But if it fails, Wu Xiuyuan's attack just now is completely enough to kill him.

Lu Feng is taking a gamble.

If he wins, he will win all this; if he loses, he will die!

If he had a choice, he would not do it, but unfortunately, there was no choice.

As the emperor of the Nanyan Kingdom, he can only win, not lose!

Fortunately, he succeeded in the end!

In the face of Wu Xiuyuan's attack, the handprints he punched out did not directly condense into the thunder mysterious text, but when he touched the thunder and lightning driven by Wu Xiuyuan's sword aura, nine thunder mysterious texts were instantly formed.

Moreover, at the moment Xuanwen was formed, it also helped Lu Feng block most of the power of this sword.

It's just a pity that even if the power of a sword attack was blocked by a warrior in the realm of the emperor, the rest made Lu Feng feel better for a while.

That's why it just happened that the breath of life quickly disappeared, and he was on the verge of death.

Fortunately, he used Xuanwen to temporarily seal the injury in his body.

And now...

With cold light flickering in his eyes, Lu Feng stared at Wu Xiuyuan coldly, yes, all of this should be over!

"call!"

Wu Xiuyuan took a deep breath, stared at Lu Feng, and said coldly: "Unexpectedly, you will be an ancient array mage!"

Ancient Array Mage? what is this?

The two martial artists of the Spirit Sword Sect's Saint King Fifth Heaven, heard the words of the ancestor Wu Xiuyuan, with a dazed expression.

There is no record of this in the Spirit Sword Sect, they have never heard of the existence of the ancient Array Mage.

"Now you know, it's too late."

Surrounded by nine thunder mysterious texts flashing with purple lightning, Lu Feng also replied in a cold voice.

"Ha ha."

Wu Xiuyuan dismissed a smile and said: "I really think that I am invincible as an ancient Array Mage?"

"Today, let the old man tell you what is true insurmountable strength!"

"Ling Jian Jue!"

With a low roar, Wu Xiuyuan's body aura increased sharply, but in the blink of an eye, he had already broken through the limit of the emperor's first heaven and entered the emperor's second heaven.

At that moment, Wu Xiuyuan's aura suddenly exploded, making the millions of troops weak by three points.

"Jiejie, Lu Feng, the old man has to admit that you are very good. After the old man entered the realm of the emperor, he was the first to force me to use the spirit sword."

"But now, everything is over!"

"Zhongshan swordsmanship, sword soul is like a devil!"

"Roar!"

With a low growl, Wu Xiuyuan was holding the Thunder Sword, bursting with dazzling light, and the sharp sword aura gathered in front of him and closed together.

In the blink of an eye, a gray-white Baizhang sword gas condensed in the sky, completely locking Lu Feng.

"Purple Thunder Sky Formation!"

Lu Feng's expression remained unchanged, his hands made a few handprints, and the nine thunder mysterious texts around his body quickly gathered.

"Zizi!"

Nine thunder mysterious texts merged together and changed rapidly.

"Roar!"

It was also a roar, but it was Dragon Yin!

"Roar!"

Before a word fell, another dragon chant with greater power came.

I saw that a purple electric dragon flew out at the place where nine thunder mysterious texts gathered.

More than a hundred feet long, as if covering the sky!

"sword!"

"cut!"

Wu Xiuyuan roared, and his figure flew high. After reaching a certain distance, he folded his hands, thunder sword in it, and slammed down.

"Zheng!"

With a sword chant, Baizhang sword energy fell and took Lu Feng directly.

"go with!"

Lu Feng folded his hands together, condensed three handprints, and struck Wu Xiuyuan.

"Roar!"

The purple electric dragon rushed out instantly, and the electric light condensed on the dragon's horns.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Qi collided with the electric dragon.

boom!

The earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the violent energy dissipated, permeating the sky and the earth.

But the energy only appeared for a moment, and the next moment, all the energy was recovered again and entered the sword energy and purple electric dragon.

As the violent energy disappeared, everyone saw the battle in the sky.

The electric light on the horns of the purple electric dragon formed a deep purple bead.

Wu Xiuyuan's one hundred zhang sword qi was cut down, which happened to be on the beads.

It was completely blocked by beads.

"This can also be blocked!"

Wu Xiuyuan's face was a bit solemn again, this sword, but his most powerful attack, coupled with his use of the spirit sword, entered the Emperor's Second Heaven.

The powerful realm, coupled with the fierce sword aura, could not smash the dragon formed by Lu Feng's ancient formation.

This makes Wu Xiuyuan's heart even worse.

"Crack!"

Just at this moment, a crisp crackling sounded.

The voice was loud, and everyone in this world heard it.

Who attacked?

This was the thought in everyone's mind, nervously watching the Baizhang Jianqi and purple electric dragon colliding in the sky.

Soon, they discovered the clues, the seemingly powerful sword energy, at this time the energy disappeared very quickly, ordinary people can see that the sword energy is weakening.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"