When the guardian of Tianwu Realm saw the eyes of the Evil Tiger King looking at him, he knelt down hurriedly, not daring to say a word.
Even when he was kneeling on the ground, his body was still much taller than the Tiger King.
But the aura he exuded was not even one percent of that of the Evil Tiger King.
"Tell me, how did the others die?"
The guardian of Tianwu Realm lowered his head, not daring to look at this peerless demon.
"Your Majesty, Tiger King, we were ordered to hunt down the Sword Saint Wu Tian, but the saint's remaining power is still beyond our reach. Although we were able to force him to retreat, he still escaped to Xuanwu City."
Having said that, the Tianwu Realm guardian's eyes revealed a bit of fear that the Evil Tiger King would not believe him.
"The Xuanwu City that was razed to the ground by the Tiger King has been rebuilt! It's even bigger than before! There are two Tianwu Realm masters in charge, and a Jiwu Realm beast with many tricks up his sleeve. He even killed the Black Lion!"
These two pieces of news are really unbelievable.
He asked himself, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe it.
Xuanwu City was razed to the ground by the Evil Tiger King himself, and it has been rebuilt in just over three months?
besides……
It is even more absurd to use the Extreme Martial Realm to kill the Heavenly Martial Realm.
Even if it was a severely injured and dying Tianwu realm expert, that kind of pressure was beyond the reach of Jiwu realm experts.
He hastened to add:
"What I say is absolutely true. I dare not lie to Lord Tiger King! If I lie, I will be torn into pieces and my realm will plummet!"
The Tiger King stood up. He did not look up at the guardian, but only looked at his broken arm.
"I didn't say I didn't believe you. It seems that something unusual has indeed appeared in Xuanwu City, but I don't have the energy to deal with it now."
The sword intent of the broken arm is in disarray.
He also didn't expect that the saint who was hiding so deeply was so powerful in combat. Even with the help of the blood pool, he could only slowly strip away the sword intent before he could reshape his flesh and blood.
"Alas—perhaps it was a mistake for me to let you go and hunt down the Wutian Sword Saint."
This human swordsman can fight with me to a draw, and both of us will suffer losses. His strength should definitely not be underestimated.
If you put yourself in the role of the Wutan Sword Master, even if you are seriously injured, a few ants in the Tianwu Realm will still be no problem.
Unfortunately, how could a king admit his mistakes?
He turned around and lightly tapped his finger. The guardian of Tianwu Realm didn't even have time to react. He didn't even have the ability to escape his soul. He was directly blown into powder.
The blood mist fell into the blood pool, only causing the purple energy pool water to glow slightly.
The Tiger King frowned.
It seems that he is also reshaping his body, but it is also impossible to escape from the saint unscathed.
Only through the method of the soul can there be a chance to escape.
The Evil Tiger King sat back in the pool again, a sneer on his face.
The increased strength of hundreds of thousands of dead souls can also be equal to that of the once powerful Wutan Sword Saint. If the magic weapon condensed from the Zhenbei King's treasury is in hand, he will be able to kill the cold and annoying Wutan Sword Saint!
Rebuilding Xuanwu City?
Since I was able to capture Xuanwu City once, I can capture it a second time!
Now the army of monsters is separated between the north and south borders. Even if the person who rebuilt Xuanwu City wants to contact the southern border, it is impossible.
That person can either continue to guard Xuanwu City and wait until I destroy the southern border, and then come back to deal with you.
Or run away now.
In short, this king will never suffer any loss.
Thinking of this, the entire mountain was filled with the laughter of the Evil Tiger King.
The entire Wu Dynasty will soon be in our hands!
Imperial City...
"Bang!"
A huge table was thrown out directly by Emperor Wu.
He had disheveled hair and was standing on the throne.
"What use do I have to you? What use do I have to you!"
None of the ministers below dared to speak.
Although this Martial Emperor is useless, he is also a real strong man in the Heavenly Martial Realm.
The emperor's pressure and the Tianwu realm's pressure were released at the same time, and the group of people below could only kneel.
"All the southern border passes have been lost. Do you want to hand over the southern border of the Wu Dynasty to the Evil Tiger King? Is there no one in the Wu Dynasty who can defend against the Evil Tiger King except the King of Zhenbei?"
One of them came out on his knees and said tremblingly:
"Rumor has it that the Sword Saint Wu Tian and the Evil Tiger King fought a fierce battle, leaving both sides injured. I believe that the Evil Tiger King will not attack again in the short term. Please calm down, Your Majesty!"
Emperor Wu chuckled twice.
The voice was very low.
The laughter was also very cold.
"Let's not talk about it being just a rumor. Even if it's true, that Wu Tian Sword Saint disobeyed the Wu Dynasty's discipline and violated the prohibitions with force, which is a serious crime! And will the Evil Tiger King ever recover from his injuries?"
"After he recovers, will our Wu Dynasty be able to hand him over?"
Emperor Wu's chest was heaving violently. If the man speaking from the stage had not been his former tutor when he was young, he would have slapped him to death!
The man knelt back down after being struck by Emperor Wu's words.
"Get lost! Don't bother me again until you come up with any solution!"
Everyone walked out as if they had been granted amnesty.
Emperor Wu sighed alone in the deserted hall.
Just then, a girl who was about ten years old ran out.
The girl was innocent and lively, with bright eyes and an ethereal aura about her.
Earth Martial Realm!
A little kid is actually a strong man in the Earth Martial Realm!
When Emperor Wu saw the little girl, his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.
He smiled and held out his hands, and the little girl jumped into his arms.
"Father!"
"Ling'er, have you been practicing well recently?"
Wu Ling nodded heavily.
"Of course! Master said I'm already very good! It's time to go out and gain some experience!"
A hint of surprise appeared in Emperor Wu's eyes. He looked up and saw that an old man with white hair and eyebrows appeared at the door.
The old man bowed slightly, and his voice sounded a little out of place.
"This old servant greets His Majesty."
"Master Chef!"
Wu Ling also greeted him with a smile.
"Zhongdian, the situation in Wu Dynasty has become like this now, do you still want Ling'er to go and gain experience?"
"What about the Wu Dynasty? That is the destiny of the Wu Dynasty and the talent of the little princess. The Wu Dynasty alone cannot restrain her."
"You mean, Ling'er can become a saint?"
"Indeed, but it still requires opportunity. It all depends on how the Martial Emperor chooses."
Trade-offs...
As an emperor, he naturally knew the hidden meaning of the old saint hiding in the imperial capital.
Or, try to survive and let Wu Ling go out to gain experience and find the opportunity to break through to become a saint.
Perhaps it will be a hundred years, or perhaps a thousand years later, before the Wu Dynasty's national power will be restored.
But with Ling'er's talent, perhaps she could become a saint in a few decades like the Sword Saint Wutan.
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