The Ultimate Sword Master

"It's you again!"

"..."

"Emperor Shengwu! You are so aggressive. I really think I am afraid of you! If you want to fight, then fight!"

"..."

"Where did you come from, you little girl? It's so ridiculous... Hiss! Tiangang Realm!? How is that possible!"

"..."

"Damn it! It's really abominable! If I hadn't been injured, why would I be afraid of you joining forces!"

"..."

"Two fellow Taoists... have something to say. I think there should be some misunderstanding between us!"

"..."

Martial alliance.

Facing the Shengwu Emperor and the black-skirted Leng Yushu who came together without saying a word and suddenly killed him, the Barefoot Master went from being confident and calm at the beginning to becoming angry and panicked, and then finally surrendering and begging for mercy...it was nothing more. Less than half a quarter of an hour!

Emperor Shengwu was seriously injured.

Leng Yushu, who is wearing a black skirt, is even more difficult to control some of Yitian's power.

Can……

They are not afraid of death and dare to fight hard.

Bare feet scare people.

If his body in the outside world died thousands of times, it would not have much impact on his Tao.

But it's different here.

Once the body in the world dies, his Tao will be completely suppressed and he will fall into absolute passivity.

By then.

Whether to stay here for thirty years or three hundred years will most likely depend on whether Emperor Shengwu will keep his word.

"It's too much to bully me!!!"

One main attack, one support, just a few breaths of time, he has been forced into a desperate situation!

There was a loud bang!

While Leng Yushu in the black skirt was desperately trying to respond, the Nine Dragon Crown on the Shengwu Emperor's head suddenly exploded, and with his black hair flying, he pressed his palm on the barefooted master's heart, and streams of domineering and unparalleled Gang Qi continued to penetrate into his body. !

His expression was shocked!

A trace of despair flashed across the face of the barefoot master, and his aura suddenly plummeted, falling directly to the bottom!

He knows.

He had no chance, not even a chance to escape.

"Thirty years!"

Staring closely at Emperor Shengwu, he spoke very fast and seriously: "Fellow Taoist, I hope you will keep your word..."

Poof!

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly exploded and turned into pieces of blood mist. The blood mist then turned into fly ash and completely dissipated in the field!

Dead...dead?

Not far away, a group of unknown members and disciples of the Martial Alliance saw this scene and immediately panicked. Even though the Holy Martial Emperor looked extremely weak, how could they dare to approach the most powerful person in the world without their backbone? He took half a step and was gone in the blink of an eye!

Emperor Shengwu ignored them at all.

The coughs continued to sound, getting louder and louder, and they fell very clearly in the large martial arts arena of the Martial Alliance.

"Can't you die?"

The slightly harsh voice of Leng Yushu, who was dressed in black, sounded from behind Emperor Shengwu.

"Still... can hold on."

Suppressing the serious injury in his body, he didn't care about his image and wiped the blood on his face. He turned around and glanced at Leng Yushu, who was wearing a black skirt. He frowned and said, "You can't control that power at the moment. At most, Use that power one more time and you'll die."

"I know."

"As long as the plan goes well."

Leng Yushu, who was wearing a black dress, spoke in a low voice, with an expression of indifference on her transparent white face. She even had the interest to pick up the wine bottle that she had put aside earlier and drink some fruit wine.

No one saw it.

The clear and transparent wine was constantly smeared with traces of scarlet blood!

"What's next?"

After being silent for a moment, Emperor Shengwu said again: "With the current state of you and me, I'm afraid we can only... eh?"

The words were not finished.

He seemed to sense something, and suddenly glanced into the distance, and for the first time, a hint of weirdness and surprise flashed across his expressionless face.

"What's wrong?"

Leng Yushu, who was in black dress, put the wine bottle on her waist, with an abnormal blush on her pale face.

"Feng Xiaoyao."

"And that immortal Yuyou."

Emperor Shengwu pondered for a moment and said softly: "The two of them have died."

"Dead?"

Leng Yushu, who was in black skirt, had a change of expression.

"Dead."

Emperor Shengwu nodded and added: "Moreover, they died almost at the same time."

"..."

Leng Yushu, who was in black skirt, stopped talking.

She had never seen Feng Xiaoyao.

But she knew that the strength of Master Youyou was no less than that of Yitian. Looking at this world, there was someone who could deal with both of them at the same time, who could destroy both of their worldly bodies at the same time... only in full strength. The Holy Martial Emperor!

But now...

"yes……"

"He did it."

Leng Yushu, in black skirt, suddenly interrupted Emperor Shengwu's words and said firmly: "Although I don't know how he did it, but... it must be him."

"How do you know?"

"Because he has never lost, he has come all the way to this point, and he has always been the winner in the end."

Except, this time!

She silently added something in her mind, then looked at Emperor Shengwu again and said, "You don't seem to be surprised? You seem to have expected such a result?"

"No."

Emperor Shengwu shook his head: "This result is... ten times better than I expected."

people.

Make the right choice.

And it was ten times better than expected!

He didn't say this.

"really."

Leng Yushu, in black skirt, said thoughtfully: "That day in Kyoto, you didn't really want to kill him, but you were forcing him, inducing him... to do something that none of us knew, and to get something. A power we don’t even know about, right?”

Emperor Shengwu didn't answer, but just glanced at her, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.

"Your intelligence is the only one I've ever seen in my life."

"I'm afraid your plans will change."

Before the black-skirted Leng Yushu could ask again, he changed the topic and suddenly said: "Now four of the six people have been eliminated, and the remaining two alone can no longer pose any great threat. They can last for thirty years. It should be no problem.”

"To say thank you."

He looked at Leng Meizi and said in a deep voice: "You can do whatever you want in this Dao realm!"

Leng Yushu, who was in black skirt, didn't seem to appreciate it at all, and said lightly: "What a waste!"

"What?"

"What will happen to you in thirty years? And what will happen to this Dao realm?"

"..."

This time, Emperor Shengwu remained silent for an especially long time.

"Not sure."

After a long while, he shook his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, and gave an answer that was not an answer.

This answer.

Leng Yushu, in black skirt, seemed dissatisfied.

"Are you going to die?"

"That won't happen."

Emperor Shengwu shook his head and said truthfully: "But at that time, the meaning of my existence was completely gone. No matter my power or this Dao realm... there is a high probability that I will never appear in front of anyone. ”

"What a waste."

"What?"

Emperor Shengwu was startled.

"Since you don't care about your own power so much, and since you don't want to let this Dao realm reappear in the world..."

Stare at him.

Leng Yushu, in a black dress, said with piercing eyes: "Why don't you give it to me directly?"