The sudden change made the two, one old and one young, feel a sense of despair.

Anyone could see that Ying Wuque had lost his fighting power and even his will to fight.

It was impossible for him to stand up and continue fighting against Ying Wuji.

It was already good enough if he had the strength to resist.

Ying Yue was being dragged by Zhao Ji. Although from their personal history, Ying Yue seemed to be stronger, the two who were once like brothers knew each other's strength very well.

It was impossible for Ying Yue to break free from Zhao Ji's blockade in a short period of time.

Ying Yue looked at Zhao Ji, who had sealed off all his escape routes, and his expression sank: "Old Zhao, are you really going to do this? Wuque is the future prince of our Kingdom Qian!"

"The prince?"

Zhao Ji shook his head with a smile: "Let's not talk about whether he is the prince or not. Even if you have really made him the prince, can you break the rules because of him? This competition was won by Wuji. Do you really think the Sword Immortal Conference is your own feast, and you can distribute the meat to whoever you want?"

He didn't know why it turned out like this.

But anyone with eyes could see that Ying Wuji had the absolute upper hand.

One person standing.

One person sitting.

One person facing the pressure from his own father and still wanting to kill.

One person trembling under his own father's protection.

How about it?

Now Ying Yue can even distribute the Hanguang Sword at will?

Ying Yue sneered: "Do you really think your son-in-law is a good person? You protect him like this, do you think Kingdom Li will benefit?"

Zhao Ji's smile remained warm: "I don't know if Kingdom Li will benefit from protecting him. But I know that if I let you have your way, the Hanguang Sword will be taken from Kingdom Li to Kingdom Qian."

He really wanted to curse.

As the ruler of a country, a powerful cultivator in the Wushen Realm.

He actually didn't care about his own face and fought against a younger generation.

Especially when Ying Wuji broke the rules to save Zhao Ning, rushed into the Hanguang Formation, and took the blow for Zhao Ning before admitting defeat.

Although it made him, as a father, lose face.

But as a father-in-law, he was almost laughing crookedly.

Especially now that Ying Wuji was about to win, the face he had just lost would soon be regained.

A son-in-law can handle half of it.

A son-in-law is just a son.

You, an old man who sells his own son, dare to sow discord?

Ying Yue's expression grew increasingly serious, and he directly activated his true energy. A long sword emerged from his body: "Since that's the case! Let's have a sparring match, and see who has been stagnant for the past few decades!"

This sword.

Was a true Luluo Sword.

A peak-grade divine weapon, just one step away from giving birth to a Sword Spirit.

Especially after the consecutive victories over the three countries of Rongdiyan by Kingdom Qian, the Sword Spirit had already shown signs of awakening, becoming even more powerful and unmatched.

Zhao Ji also drew the Longquan Sword representing the authority of the Zhao family, and smiled calmly: "Since that's the case, let's let our strength speak!"

They were once brothers in adversity, both powerful cultivators in the Wushen Realm and rulers of their respective countries.

They faced each other like this.

...

On the other side.

As soon as Ying Wuji saw Ying Wuque approaching, he started to flee frantically.

The effect of the medicine had not worn off yet, and his true energy was still burning wildly. He still had the strength that he once thought was invincible against those below the Martial Realm.

But the experience just now had already told him that the things he was proud of were nothing in front of Ying Wuji.

If he didn't use his true energy and spells, he might still be able to compete with Ying Wuji.

But if he really unleashed his full strength, he had no chance of winning.

Especially since Ying Wuji made it clear that he wanted to kill him from the beginning to the end.

Stepping on the Seven Stars.

Swift as the wind.

This Seven Stars Step was a spell that Lin Qing forced him to learn, saying that it was both offensive and defensive, and the most important thing for a person was their life. One should not be ignorant of a spell for escaping.

He thought that Emperor Zhuanxu's body was invincible, so learning this was useless.

So until now, he had only achieved a small level of proficiency, and he was not very skilled in using it.

But with the true energy being activated seven times stronger.

Even if it was only at a small level, it had a speed comparable to a high level of proficiency. Not only did it prevent Ying Wuji from catching up in a short period of time, but he also managed to dodge several lightning spells.

Run!

As long as he ran fast enough and held on until his father came to help, everything could still be saved.

But the faster he ran.

The weaker his King Qian Armor became.

While Ying Wuji was stepping on the Seven Stars and chasing after him, he carefully observed Ying Wuque's condition.

Although Ying Wuque had indeed become stronger after burning his true energy, it was not enough to make his Seven Stars Step faster than his own.

Running away would only intensify a person's fear, and a fearful person had no fighting spirit.

It was just like being chased by a ghost while trying to escape from a locked room.

If the ghost didn't catch up, the person would become more and more afraid.

But if the ghost caught up, the person might give the ghost a slap out of desperation.Ying Wuji's goal was to consume his opponent's fighting spirit to the point where he didn't even have the courage to fight back.

Now.

It's time.

He quickly formed hand seals, and with a final grip in mid-air, five thunder spells descended from the sky, sealing off all of Ying Wuque's escape routes.

The thunder boomed.

This time, Ying Wuque couldn't narrowly escape like before.

As the thunder spells entered his body, they brought intense pain and caused his already unskilled Seven Star Steps to completely lose control.

His head plunged into the ground, leaving behind a deep and long trench, just like plowing the earth.

Accompanied by the scent of roasted meat.

In comparison.

His physique was weak, too weak to withstand the thunder.

But his physique was also strong, strong enough to be used for plowing.

And at this moment, his Qianwang armor had weakened to the extreme.

Ying Wuji charged forward with his sword, without any hesitation in his footsteps.

From beginning to end.

His goal had always been to kill Ying Wuque.

There was never any change.

This strike.

Was meant to kill!

In Ying Wuque's terrified eyes, he swung his sword down.

But unexpectedly, there was still an unexpected turn of events.

"Boom!"

A powerful pressure and true energy fluctuations suddenly exploded within the Qianwang Bell.

Ying Wuji felt as if he had been thrown into an iron basin and blasted at full power, just like a firework.

Two Wushen Realm powerhouses going all out, if it were outside, Ying Wuji might have been able to withstand the aftermath, but the residual shockwaves from their clash were completely locked by the Qianwang Bell.

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He felt intense pain all over his body.

His previously strong body, which he thought was as solid as a mountain, now felt like it was collapsing.

Just the residual shockwaves had shattered more than one bone in his body.

With a "pu" sound, blood sprayed out.

Several bones in his hand cracked, making it impossible to grip the sword handle, and even the true energy in his meridians showed signs of dispersing.

But Ying Wuque on the ground was in an even worse state.

Kneeling on the ground, he vomited blood in large mouthfuls, almost passing out directly.

Half of his bones were cracked, and his kneeling posture was like struggling mud.

And at this moment.

A voice came from afar.

"As long as you survive and walk out of the Qianwang Bell, I will appoint you as the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing these words.

Ying Wuque's eyes lit up.

His fear just now mostly came from Ying Wuji's words: who would the Emperor choose to appoint as the Crown Prince when he saw my spiritual fetus and Emperor's body?

Because he didn't know what the fundamental conflict between Ying Yue and Ying Wuji was.

But now he realized that their conflict had escalated to the point where no matter how outstanding Ying Wuji was, it was not enough to change Ying Yue's determination to kill him.

Can't beat him.

Can't withstand him?

Besides, there was Jiang Leqing.

As long as he could hold on, he could become the Crown Prince once he left.

He forcefully mobilized the true energy in his body.

The originally dim bronze luster of the runes slowly brightened.

Ying Wuji sneered, "Did you hear that? Father said that as long as I survive and walk out, he will appoint me as the Crown Prince."

Just one sentence.

Almost caused the rekindled bronze luster to collapse.

Ying Wuque raised his blood-stained face, "Bullshit! Father said it's me!"

Ying Wuji cut him off, "He didn't specify which son, why are you so gullible?"

Ying Wuque spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't say anything.

The bronze luster had gradually recovered.

It was far from being as bright as when he had his nose up in the air at the beginning, but it was definitely not something that could be easily broken.

Ying Wuji turned his head and glanced, the battle between Lao Bi Deng and the old father-in-law had already entered a white-hot stage, and the occasional surging shockwaves were shocking to the eye, but it couldn't cause as much damage to the onlookers as the first wave.

That was just the first wave.

Undoubtedly, Lao Bi Deng had succeeded.

His own state was greatly damaged, although Ying Wuque was even more severely damaged, but his turtle shell had already risen again.

And that strange mirror was hiding far away, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Ying Wuque looked up and laughed madly, "Ying Wuji! You didn't expect it, did you? Our father and son are of one mind, and your provocations have no effect on us!"

"Tsk!"

Ying Wuji shook his head, "Your skills of provoking emotions are still so weak, why don't you learn from me? I'll teach you a lesson with my Iron Bull Banana Fist!"

Ying Wuque: "..."

He had never heard such vulgar and malicious insults before.

Even those hillbillies in the mountains didn't curse as harshly!

For a moment, his face turned pale, but he continued to laugh madly, "You can talk tough, but I don't believe that Father has made up his mind to kill you, and you don't have any emotional fluctuations."

Ying Wuji chuckled, "Whether I have any or not, you can ask that little perky butt from the Jiang family."

Looking at his appearance.Ying Wuque couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart, and turned to ask, "Jiang Leqing! Is it true or not?"

Jiang Leqing's voice came from afar, "It's not true..."

Ying Wuque became anxious, "This can't be!"

Jiang Leqing was also extremely frustrated, "It really isn't! He had a surge earlier when he was chatting with King Qian, but it hasn't happened again since then!"

"What!"

Ying Wuque's face turned pale.

Earlier, Jiang Leqing said that Ying Wuji's emotions were constantly rising and would soon reach the standard of reconciliation.

But he didn't expect it to suddenly stop.

He anxiously asked, "How much is left?"

Jiang Leqing helplessly replied, "Only half, but I don't know when this half will be achieved!"

Ying Wuque: "..."

Ying Wuji looked at the dim turtle shell on his body and couldn't help but sneer, "So, before my father breaks through his defense, you are the only one facing me. Do you think you can stop me with this half-broken turtle shell?"

As he spoke, a thunderbolt struck down.

Then, he once again mounted Ying Wuque and pounded him with his fists, while Ying Wuque looked at him in horror.

The turtle shell had weakened, but it was still there.

Without Han Juan's sword, which had the ability to cut through everything, the attacks of his energy could only cause superficial injuries under the protection of the turtle shell, and it was impossible to cause fatal damage.

So Ying Wuji's idea was simple and brutal.

He wanted to use his fists, a blunt weapon, to shake this guy to death through the turtle shell.

His broken hand bones were quickly repaired.

With his fist glowing with lightning, he struck down blow after blow.

His eyes flickered with a strange light, constantly disturbing Ying Wuque's will.

With each punch, blood would splatter.

Ying Wuque now looked extremely miserable.

His body was like a piece of beef being pounded by a meat tenderizer.

His consciousness was like a paper kite on the verge of collapse in a strong wind.

It could collapse at any moment.

But what annoyed Ying Wuji was that this guy's obsession with the "Crown Prince" was too deep. He actually resisted the nightmares brought by the Heavenly Fox's Eye. In the endless nightmares, his willpower did not collapse.

It seemed that he could only shake him to death!

The turtle shell was not strong now.

Shake him to death!

It just needed time!

As for emotions, he was simply disgusted by Ying Yue's shamelessness.

He had never regarded Ying Yue as his father, so he didn't feel the sadness of being abandoned by his father.

Now, he was just an emotionless meat grinder.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull sounds were even and powerful.

Ying Wuji didn't hold back at all, every blow landed on the temple.

King Qian's defense against the head was the strongest, but the head was also the most vulnerable. If it was shaken into a pulp, even if the flesh god didn't die, he would become a fool who could only shout and defecate in his pants.

In the distance.

To be precise.

Not far away.

Ying Yue could clearly see Ying Wuque being hit in the vital areas, but because of the effect of the Heavenly Fox's Eye, he was always out of reach.

In terms of combat power alone, he should be the strongest among the kings of the various countries, even slightly surpassing Zhao Ji.

With the Qian Kingdom Bell, he even had the power to suppress all Enlightened Spirit Realm experts.

Except for Zhao Ji.

Because the Qian Kingdom Bell came from the Heavenly Fox's Eye and the Heavenly Fox's Eye was Zhao Ji's expertise, it was impossible to defeat him in a battle of techniques. Even if he could temporarily trap Zhao Ji here, it was absolutely impossible to suppress him with the Qian Kingdom Bell.

So at this moment, he could only try to break through Zhao Ji's defense while helplessly watching Ying Wuque being beaten.

Watching Ying Wuji's merciless punches and the blood splattering from Ying Wuque's head.

Ying Yue's eyes were about to burst.

"You dare, you bastard!"

"Just because of you, Old Bidi, where do you get the face to call yourself a father?"

Ying Wuji sneered, "You think you have everything under control, able to control the lives of everyone? Then I'll kill the bastard you had outside right in front of you!"

Ying Yue's eyes widened in anger, "You!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Ying Wuji's trash talk didn't affect the strength and speed of his punches.

With each punch, Ying Wuque's body twitched.

Just by looking from a distance, one could feel his extreme pain.

The bronze runes on his head shimmered and intertwined.

Just like his mind, which could be destroyed by fear at any moment.

Ying Yue was furious and forcefully unsheathed Zhao Ji's Dragon Spring Sword.

He shouted, "Zhao Ji! Do you know the consequences of obstructing me? If our Qian Kingdom loses a Crown Prince, are you not afraid of the collapse of the Qian-Li alliance?"Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh: "The alliance between Qian and Li? Wuji is the Marshal of our Li Kingdom. When you attacked him disrespectfully, did you ever think about the alliance between Qian and Li?

Even if Qian and Li really turn against each other, so what?

The Ji clan has always had their eyes on the Zhao clan. Do you think they would be pleased with the Ying clan?

As long as you dare to use force, it will be the end of both Qian and Li!

Just a Ying Wuque.

If he dies, we can find another royal descendant!

Do you really think that only Ying Wuque can represent the Ying clan?

And the collapse of the alliance between Qian and Li, the hard-won mutually beneficial situation, does he deserve it?

Let me tell you, old man.

How about this!

Wuji is also your son.

After you step down, let him become the King of Qian.

Then Qian will also be the Marshal of Li, isn't it beautiful? After all, the Ying and Zhao clans are originally one family."

This kind of talk.

Pure nonsense!

Even if they really merge, will the future king be surnamed Ying or Zhao?

Those old folks of the Ying clan, even if they have to destroy a kingdom, they would never agree to this.

"Marshal of the Kingdom!"

Ying Yue sneered: "To give such an important position to an outsider, especially a prince from another country, aren't you afraid that your Li Kingdom will be emptied? Wuque is already a rare genius in a thousand years, but he doesn't even have the strength to fight back against him.

And you!

You don't know anything at all.

Do you really think he is an innocent child?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's pupils constricted.

He has always recognized Wuji's talent, and his strength is even more astonishing. He used to think of Wuji as a straightforward person, but if he really is an honest child, would he hide these things?

Emptying the Li Kingdom.

It might not be impossible!

But as soon as this thought came up, another sentence popped into his mind.

"I bet Your Majesty is senile in his old age, jealous of the talented, and will ruin the great situation of the human kingdom for his narrow royal desires!"

This is what Qing Xu, the old Taoist, told him.

Would the Emperor really ruin the great situation for his narrow royal desires?

For a moment, these two thoughts intertwined crazily.

But it was only a momentary daze, and he quickly regained his clarity.

He laughed heartily: "Ying Yue! Do you really think I am as narrow-minded as you?"

"Hmm?"

Ying Yue's brows furrowed instantly. He knew Zhao Ji too well. When this man was competing for the crown prince position, he used the suspicion of the old King Li towards the powerful ministers and defeated another prince who was praised by countless noble families, all while pretending to be a white lotus.

This man understood the danger of powerful ministers the most.

Especially when the Li Kingdom was about to split into three, for the Zhao clan, the most important thing in the early stage of development was to keep their assets simple.

With Wuji's actions, could it be that he couldn't arouse any suspicion?

Ying Yue gritted his teeth: "Zhao Ji, you can deceive me, but don't deceive yourself!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily: "There's no point in saying more! You don't understand Wuji's character, and you won't understand my ambitions. If you want to convince me, it's not enough with just a few words. Your sword in your hand is more convincing!"

After speaking, he directly attacked with his sword.

Ying Yue knew that this matter couldn't end well, so he could only take the most extreme measures.

Once again, his true energy surged.

"Boom!"

The aftermath of this battle was second only to the first one.

But it was enough to spread throughout the entire Qian King's Palace.

"Poof!"

Wuji spat out another mouthful of blood, and his true energy almost collapsed.

He understood that Old Bie Deng's mouth escape had failed, and he was ready to directly disable him from a distance.

But unfortunately!

Old Bie Deng was worried that Little Bie Deng would be shaken to death.

So he held back!

Holding back...

Still want to kill me?

A smile appeared at the corner of Wuji's mouth, and the thunderous power on his fist became even stronger. This punch was much heavier than before.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Muffled sounds echoed.

The convulsions of Wuque's body seemed to have become smaller.

His face was beaten to a pulp, his lips moved as if he was asking for help.

But no one could hear him.

Seeing this scene, Ying Yue couldn't help but bloodshot eyes, his eyes widened too much, and the corners of his eyes cracked.

He knew.

If this continues, Wuque will definitely die.

At most another quarter of an hour.

Even if Wuque doesn't die, he will completely lose his sanity, and even if he is saved, he will only be a fool with Zhuanxu's body.

And in front of him.

Although Zhao Ji's combat power is not as strong as his, it is extremely difficult to break through in just a quarter of an hour.

Finally.

Ying Yue couldn't help it anymore and transmitted his voice to Jiang Leqing: "How is the progress?"

Jiang Leqing gritted her teeth: "It's already ninety-five percent, but it's stuck!"

Stuck?

Ying Yue couldn't help but grit his teeth. He didn't expect Wuji to be so heartless, that he didn't even have any follow-up emotions.

It's impossible to find a way to stimulate his emotions.

One is because there's no time.The second is that I can't think of a suitable method.

Telling him about the matters of the maternal clan is already Ying Yue's strongest method.

He gritted his teeth, "95%! Are you sure you can possess him without being discovered?"

"I am sure!"

Jiang Leqing was extremely worried, "But his mirror image is still on me. If I possess him now, I will also be trapped in his physical body and unable to come out!"

When the mirror image is fully formed and possesses all the emotions of a person, it can exchange places with the original soul, achieving the goal of possession, and even obtain all the memories of the original soul through the trapped soul in the mirror.

Possessing Wuji with 95% of the emotions is indeed possible.

And she also has the confidence to imitate most of Ying Wuji's behaviors.

But...

The mirror image and the canvas have not yet separated.

Forcibly exchanging places will only lock herself in Ying Wuji's physical body.

If she wants to break free from the physical body, she can only kill Ying Wuji, and her spiritual soul will also be severely damaged due to the destruction of the body.

And there is a more important problem.

Ying Wuji's physical body cannot die, otherwise this identity will disappear, and the role of this person will have already dissipated by 90%.

Neither Kingdom Qian nor Jiang Qi would agree.

In other words, she can only live on as Ying Wuji in the future.

Although she quite likes Ying Wuji's appearance.

But she only wants to get close to this appearance, and definitely not become Ying Wuji himself.

The thought of becoming a man in the future.

And having to be intimate with his woman to hide her identity.

Jiang Leqing was completely at a loss.

But Ying Yue's voice transmission exploded in her mind again, "It's just changing identities. Your Jiang clan has been planning for so long, and so many people in the royal family have died, you can only survive in the Capital of the Great Ming.

All the plans rely on you. Do you have the qualification to give up because of this?

Think carefully, how should you face your Jiang clan after returning empty-handed!?"

"This..."

Jiang Leqing struggled in her heart.

When she was young.

She witnessed the royal family almost being slaughtered with her own eyes.

Countless relatives had their throats slit in front of her, and she still remembers the feeling of warm blood splashing on her face.

Cousins.

Elder brothers and younger sisters.

And her uncle, who was the Duke of Qi at that time, Jiang Taiyuan's biological father.

After her uncle died, her own father became the new puppet king.

Under her father's rule, there was only her, a princess left.

After her father's death, according to the rules, only someone from the Jiang clan could succeed the Duke of Qi.

But the Jiang clan only had a small number of people left, and they were all frightened. Who would dare to volunteer and come forward to die?

If no one from the Jiang clan succeeds the position of Duke of Qi, the pressure from the Tian clan to usurp power will be much smaller!

She gritted her teeth.

She cannot let the Jiang clan's power slip away from her hands.

"I will possess him!"

Hearing this, Ying Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Once Jiang Leqing successfully possesses Wuji, not only can Ying Wuque be saved, but they can also smoothly advance in Kingdom Li.

This is why he hasn't removed the King Qian's bell.

"It's finally here!"

Ying Wuji looked at the fragments of the mirror in his mind that still had cracks, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared on his face.

For him, the two people, an old man and a young girl, are not the biggest threats this time.

The shattered mirror in his mind is.

If he can't withstand this calamity, all other calculations will be in vain.

Alright!

Let's see whose method is more domineering, yours or the trump card I left behind.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of glass rubbing against each other was grating.

Jiang Leqing's voice also emerged from her mind.

"Master Wuji, please forgive me. I have the heavy burden of my family and country, and there are some things I have to do! I will take care of your wife and confidante. I am using your body, but I am originally a woman."

"Don't be angry!"

"Don't be angry!"

It seems that she is still worried that after Ying Wuji's spiritual soul is sent to the Capital of the Great Ming, he will not work for the Jiang clan due to resentment.

Ying Wuji almost laughed out loud, "Oh? Do you really think you can succeed?"

Jiang Leqing sighed, "The Mirror of Deception is a power of the rules. It is impossible to fail!"

Rules!

They are really troublesome!

Anything related to manipulating fate is not a good thing.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The fragments of the mirror merged into one, and the mirror showed Ying Wuji's image, which was already 90% similar in expression.

This is the mirror image and the canvas that created the mirror image.

Jiang Leqing was overjoyed, "It worked!"

Her thoughts moved lightly.

The spiritual souls inside and outside the mirror quickly switched places.

The whole process went smoothly.But Jiang Leqing hesitated, because the stronger the spirit, the more difficult it is to reverse. Ying Wuji's spirit is obviously stronger than hers, so how could it go so smoothly?

It made her a little scared.

But fortunately.

She felt the sensation of controlling her body.

Success!

Jiang Leqing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something went wrong in the middle?

She slowly opened her eyes.

But to her horror, it wasn't from Ying Wuji's perspective, and there was no bloody Ying Wuque in front of her.

Instead, in an endless wilderness, there was a beautiful little white fox smiling at her.

This little white fox.

Seems to be in Ying Wuji's memory.

But how strange!

She couldn't read Ying Wuji's memory. The only thing that was reversed in her memory was a remnant soul?

Then where is this?

An illusion?

She was extremely horrified.

And in her line of sight, the little white fox tilted its head and smiled, then disappeared directly in the illusion.

Immediately after, she fell into endless nightmares.

She didn't know how long it had passed, maybe a moment, maybe a lifetime.

Her spirit exhaustedly broke free from the nightmare.

She weakly opened her eyes.

But found herself in a secret room.

A beautiful little girl was smiling and looking at her, her eyes looking innocent and clever.

Why am I here?

"Bai, Baizhi?"

Jiang Leqing remembered her name, looking at the sword in her hand, she suddenly felt a little panicked: "What are you doing with the sword? Put it down quickly!"

Baizhi tilted her head and smiled, then rushed over with the sword.

Jiang Leqing was shocked and quickly mobilized her true energy to escape, but found that her body was extremely weak.

She could only recite an incantation, preparing to use escape technique.

But after being tormented by the nightmare, her spirit was also weak to the extreme, and she couldn't even use the escape technique.

There was no way to avoid it.

She could only despairingly watch the sword coming towards her.

"Chi!"

The feeling of being decapitated was extremely strange.

The body that had just been possessed was disconnected again.

Her extremely weak spirit floated out.

Then she saw Baizhi open her tender little mouth.

And swallowed her in one gulp.

Before losing consciousness, she heard a disgusted voice.

"So disgusting!"

"..."

...

Inside the Qianwang Palace.

"Pu!"

Ying Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood, both his energy and spirit were weakened.

The damage caused by forcibly severing an external incarnation was still too heavy.

But the result was good.

His frequently occurring external incarnation really had an amazing effect. The two bodies were connected regardless of distance, but outsiders had no idea.

So that mirror.

Had always been in the head of the external incarnation.

In the instant the mirror recovered, he cut off the connection between his true self and the external incarnation.

As for the external incarnation, he left it to Baizhi to torment and detain.

【Prompt】: When the target's emotional fluctuation value reaches 100, you will obtain the fragment of the divine ability "Interweaving Creation · Part One" at the maximum level.

Ha!

Here it comes!

Ying Wuji was greatly excited.

Although the tearing sensation of the external incarnation made him extremely painful, his punches became more and more powerful.

"What!"

Ying Yue was initially stunned when he saw Ying Wuji, thinking that Jiang Leqing had succeeded.

But he only paused for a moment, then his punches became even more ruthless.

What's going on?

This kid can withstand the power of the rules?

Ying Wuji smiled with a ferocious and sickly expression as he punched, looking at Ying Yue with a twisted smile: "Although you are a king, you have experienced too little. You don't know what it feels like to see your own son die in front of you. Let me help you with that!"

This smile made Ying Yue shudder.

What made him even more anxious was Ying Wuji's fist.

Now Ying Wuque had basically lost consciousness. With each punch, the convulsions of his body became smaller.

Losing consciousness.

Especially in this kind of helpless torture, fainting.

Naturally, there was no longer any will of a strong person.

Although the Qianwang armor was not broken, the bronze luster of the runes had dimmed to a certain extent.

Another punch.

Another punch with the same intensity as before.

Ying Wuque would die!

Ying Yue felt his chest about to explode. He had lived for so many years, but this was the first time he felt so powerless.

Even when he was sent to the Kingdom Li as a hostage when he was young, he had never felt so powerless.

"Stop!"

His voice rolled like thunder, but it seemed to suppress all his anger in his chest: "Let's talk about a condition!"

Ying Wuji grinned, his smile was very bright.

But the blood he had just spat out was still stuck in his teeth, so the brighter he smiled, the more he looked like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Netherworlds."Now you want to negotiate terms? It's too late!"

In Ying Yue's line of sight.

He raised his fist.

And brought it down just like before.

"Bang!"

It felt like hitting a ripe watermelon.

Blood continuously flowed from Ying Wuque's nostrils.

This punch didn't kill him.

But Ying Wuque's spirit had already been mostly dispersed.

Even if he woke up, he would definitely be a fool.

Ying Wuji stood up at this moment, looking at Ying Yue with a smile: "He's not dead yet, now we can negotiate terms!"

Ying Yue: "..."

Zhao Ji: "..."

The two of them stopped at the same time.

The main event was over, and their role as bodyguards was no longer necessary.

Zhao Ji waved his hand, and the effect of the spatial barrier disappeared. The distance between them, which seemed close at first, became truly close.

He quickly walked to Ying Wuji's side and protected him behind him.

Ying Yue looked at Ying Wuque, who was lying weakly on the ground, his breath seemed to be suppressed, and his whole body trembled with anger.

He took a step forward.

But he found that Ying Wuji's long sword was already resting on Ying Wuque's neck.

Ying Wuji smiled calmly: "If you take one more step forward, there won't be any terms to negotiate!"

Ying Yue looked at him, his voice filled with killing intent: "You're good!"

"Of course I am!"

Ying Wuji took it as a compliment: "Everyone who knows me thinks I'm the number one good person in the world!"

Ying Yue felt that he had never been so angry since he became the King of Qian. What a rebellious son. Not only did he have a rebellious spirit, but he also destroyed his own brother in front of him. In Ying Wuque's current condition, even if a god came, it would be difficult to save him.

He was furious.

But he couldn't show it. His face was extremely cold: "Speak! What conditions do you want?"

【Hint】: When the target's emotional fluctuation value reaches 100, you will obtain the divine ability "Domain of Slaughter" at the highest level.

How refreshing!

This was the super powerful divine ability that Ying Yue comprehended on his own.

When leading troops in battle or commanding the war drums, the strength of all soldiers within a radius of ten li would increase by more than fifty percent.

This was why the Kingdom of Qian, despite its weak middle-level strength, could still be invincible.

What a profitable move!

Ying Wuji smiled: "I haven't thought about it yet. After King Qian withdraws the Qian King Bell later, you and my father should leave first. Don't delay me from obtaining the Hanguang Sword. Ying Wuque will be taken to the imperial hospital for treatment due to his serious injuries. You can come to the Reili Palace to negotiate terms with me at midnight."

"Alright!"

Ying Yue looked at Zhao Ji, then at Ying Wuji. His voice was cold but with a hint of sarcasm: "Then I hope that the one negotiating with me in the Reili Palace will be you, alive!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhao Ji: "Zhao Brother, your good son-in-law is extremely talented. Even Ying Wuque's Holy Spirit Embryo and Zhuan Xu's Emperor Body can't compare to him. He deserves to be the top of the Sword Immortal Conference. Let's not delay him from obtaining the Hanguang Sword."

A heart of provocation.

Not hiding it at all.

Zhao Ji's gaze became somewhat serious, but he still smiled and patted Ying Wuji's shoulder: "Go and obtain your Hanguang Sword. In this Sword Immortal Conference, you are the well-deserved leader. It's not something that some people can snatch away."

He didn't know if the "some people" he mentioned referred to Ying Yue or himself.

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Ying Yue.

Each step was taken between Ying Yue and Ying Wuji.

He smiled and patted Ying Yue's shoulder: "Ying Brother, let's go!"

"Hmph!"

Ying Yue snorted coldly.

Then he activated the Qian King Bell slowly.

When the internal and external spaces reconnected, he used his knife to split open the space.

But what shocked him was that the Hanguang Formation outside the barrier was not split open.

Fortunately, Ying Shisan, who was outside the formation, saw it and discreetly made a sword strike, narrowly sending the two kings' external avatars away.

Only Qing Xu Daochang noticed this scene, but he didn't expose it. Otherwise, if two Wushen realm powerhouses appeared inside, both the Daoist and Qianli countries would lose face.

Although the Daoist didn't want the Sword Immortal Conference to be tainted and desecrated.

But this conference was originally established for the Hanguang Sword and its owner.

There was no need to make it so tense.

The result should be out by now.

In the audience.

Everyone watched as the Qian King Bell slowly closed, holding their breath.

Especially Zhao Ning, who endured his injuries and stood up.

The Qian King Bell closed for a full hour.

No one knew how agonizing it was for her during this hour.

Ying Wuji took a blow for her, making her emotions extremely complicated.

The words "Indeed, there should be a strong person, but it doesn't have to be you" still lingered in her mind.At the moment when King Qian's bell closed, her heart skipped a beat in fright. From then on, she was constantly worried about Wuji's safety, after all, Ying Wuque's strength was too strong.

If it weren't for Wuji having the external incarnation of the king.

She would have asked Qing Xu Daoist to stop the competition the moment King Qian's bell closed.

Even with this layer of protection.

She was extremely eager to find out what was happening inside. Several times, she almost rushed to the high platform to ask the king about the situation, but that would expose the existence of the external incarnation.

Finally.

King Qian's bell opened.

She endured the intense pain throughout her body, stared intently inside, and her heart was already in her throat.

Two figures.

One standing.

One lying down.

The one standing is... Wuji!

Zhao Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling weak all over, plopped down on the ground, sweat dripping from her forehead, panting heavily, her heart filled with joy of surviving a disaster.

Qing Xu Daoist had an expressionless face and said, "In the final match, the winner is Wuji!"

Everyone finally snapped out of their shock.

They were all filled with disbelief.

What's going on?

Ying Wuque, who had the Holy Spirit Fetus and Zhuanxu Emperor's body, actually lost?

Is there some conspiracy going on?

Zhao Ji didn't give them a chance to question, and said loudly, "Imperial Physician! Prince of Kingdom Qian is seriously injured, you must diagnose and treat him quickly. If there are any problems, you will be held responsible!"

"Yes!"

The imperial physicians were in a panic.

They hurriedly ran into the formation and quickly carried Ying Wuque, who had no breath, away.

What a lunatic!

Blaming us for the problems caused by the prince.

Wuji dragged his exhausted body, his eyelids lifting and falling, cutting off one of his external incarnations was like cutting off half of his life. He could still force himself to be energetic just now, but now he just wanted to sleep well.

He forced himself to ask, "Daoist, can you give me the Hanguang Sword now?"

"Naturally!"

Qing Xu Daoist smiled slightly, directly pointing his fingers together to form a sword, and a clear energy shot out from his fingertips.

It broke through the air and merged into the source of the Hanguang Formation - the crack in the sky on the horizon.

In the next moment.

A sword chant came from the other side of the crack.

The ground of the Hanguang Formation suddenly rose with dots of light, which seemed to be the sword intent scattered in each match.

The dots of light rose into the air and flew to the other side of the crack.

Then.

The Hanguang Formation completely dissipated.

The crack in the sky slowly healed.

Just before it completely healed, an invisible sword shadow pierced through the air and directly inserted into Wuji's Tianling Acupoint, then merged into his body.

From beginning to end, no one saw its appearance.

Invisible to the eyes, imperceptible to touch, boundless, beyond comprehension.

This!

Is the Hanguang Sword!

Wuji touched his head, there was no crack, and then he relaxed.

He felt that his whole body had undergone earth-shaking changes, as if he had merged with something.

He had already accumulated a seven-digit value of weapon sacrifice points.

In just an instant, his fusion with the Hanguang Sword reached the seventh level.

One person, one sword, extremely intimate.

This intimacy was almost instinctive.

In that moment of fusion, Wuji sensed that there seemed to be a powerful creature watching him from a distance.

This creature.

Was extremely similar to the feeling brought by the Hanguang Sword Spirit.

Is the Hanguang Sword Spirit still nearby?

This feeling only lasted for a short moment and then disappeared.

Wuji had a feeling that the Hanguang Sword Spirit just lost control because it saw him fuse so quickly, even if it regained control, it couldn't leave immediately.

"Wuji!"

The moment the Hanguang Formation disappeared, Zhao Ning rushed over unsteadily.

She supported Wuji, feeling his weak vitality, her heart was filled with complex emotions.

Wuji tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's nothing big!"

He really wanted to go and coax the Sword Spirit over.

After all, according to Han Juan, the Hanguang Sword Spirit itself was a powerful expert at the Wushen Realm. If he could deceive him to come over, wouldn't he be able to ascend directly to the heavens?

Unfortunately.

His body didn't allow it.

Moreover, there were countless things waiting for him.

Wu Lie would come because of the matters of Kingdom Wu.

Jiang Leqing was still locked in the underground chamber of the Marquis's Mansion.

Nangong Yu's straw puppet was still waiting to meet his sister, the orthopedic doctor.

Xiao Biedeng was lying in the hospital.

Lao Biedeng was lurking in the dark, sharpening his knives.

Even the father-in-law, he didn't know what he was thinking after seeing his strength.

There were too many things to deal with.

Not to mention one Sword Spirit.

Even if there were ten Sword Spirits, he wouldn't have the time to look at them.

His head tilted.

And he fell directly into Zhao Ning's arms.

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Stockpiling chapters.

An outbreak in the middle of the month.The updates will still be fixed at twelve noon from now on.

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