Chapter 62 The Emperor's Eldest Son (19)
The Great Emperor has actually made a move?
And the target was his own son!
"Brother Yue, wait!"
Behind him, the other three newly promoted emperors simultaneously tried to stop him, but it was clearly too late. No one expected Yue Cangwu to make a move without warning.
Everyone gasped in surprise, their eyes widening in astonishment.
No one expected that Changqing, having withstood Su Bai's attack, would now have to face the Emperor directly.
This time, Yue Cangwu attacked in a fit of rage, showing no mercy whatsoever. It's likely that someone would die in a single exchange.
The next moment.
On the dueling platform, the light shone brightly.
A surge of energy rose into the sky.
Royal Realm!
It's actually the Emperor Realm!
Everyone was so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. Changqing's long sleeves fluttered, his hair danced wildly, and the black and white shield in front of him shone with a tangible light. His other magical treasures also shone brightly, clearly indicating that he had pushed them to their limits.
Yue Cangwu's expression also changed.
That kid!
They were actually hiding their true strength?
Sensing the wind rushing behind him, he gritted his teeth and unleashed a powerful punch.
Crack!
The black and white shield flashed and then disappeared, before cracking into pieces with a crack.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the dragon patterns on Changqing's Nine-Star Dragon Scale Armor shone brightly, then dimmed as if it were tattered cloth.
puff!
Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backward.
A green glint flashed in his eyes.
On the dueling platform, countless thorns sprang up from the ground, completely surrounding Yue Cangwu.
"twist!"
With a soft shout.
The thorns seemed to come alive and attacked Yue Cangwu.
"How dare you!"
Yue Cangwu roared angrily, his body trembled, and crackling sounds rang out all around. The thorns that were growing and twisting instantly exploded and turned into wood chips.
But at that moment, he felt a flash of white light before his eyes.
Three throwing knives silently attacked his head, throat, and abdomen, their speed surprising even him.
At this moment, Wan Qianjin and the others had arrived. Seeing this situation, they stood not far away, ready to intervene at any time.
The audience below the stage was in a state of panic.
Countless people screamed and retreated.
Once the protective formation is broken, the battle on the platform will spread outside. If it were a battle between low-level cultivators, it would be fine, but now it is a battle between Emperor-level and above. No one dares to get close to watch, for fear of being accidentally hit.
Who could have imagined things would develop this way?
and!
Yue Changqing actually possesses the strength of a royal-level expert. This sixth brother has been hiding his cultivation level all along!
Yue Cangwu roared and exhaled a white mist. His figure grew taller and his body became twice as big. Clang clang clang, three flying knives struck his forehead, throat and abdomen in succession, just like hitting a hard rock, scattering sparks.
"You brat! You're asking for death!"
He was furious.
But before he could finish speaking, a flash of crimson light appeared before his eyes, and a man and a gun charged toward him with unparalleled force.
Another quasi-Emperor-level magic weapon!
Moreover, the kid seemed to have used all his strength in that attack, and his momentum was so great that even the air around him seemed to boil.
Yue Cangwu's expression also became more serious.
He slightly bent his knees, and his fists flew out in a blur.
Sizzle!
The gun broke, but Yue Cangwu stood firmly in place. However, he felt a sharp pain in his fist. When he raised his hand, he saw that his fists were covered in blood. He was injured.
Tick-tock!
Tick-tock!
The sound of blood falling to the ground was so jarring that it fueled Yue Cangwu's rage.
On the other side, Changqing was sent flying again, crashing into the wall and sliding to the ground. He staggered before regaining his footing, a smear of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"I will remember this grudge."
His voice was low, as if he were squeezing the sound out of his throat.
The next moment, his figure soared into the air, as if he were about to leave.
"Trying to leave?"
Just as Yue Cangwu was about to intervene, Wan Qianjin and the others blocked his way.
"Brother Yue, let's discuss more important matters. As for your family affairs, you can handle them yourself from now on, okay?"
Gan Zheng had a smile on his face, but his hands, which were behind his back, were gripping the Great Gan Jade Seal. Purple dragon energy swirled around his body.
"That's right. Family matters are not as important as matters of the world. The Great Emperor cannot let personal matters interfere with public affairs."
The voice of Wan Qianjin, the owner of Wan Jin Lou, was soft and melancholic.
Zhuo Feifan, the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect, remained silent, but his body radiated a powerful sword aura, clearly indicating that he was ready to make a move at any moment.
Yue Cangwu looked at the three people in front of him, his face ashen.
a long time.
He finally nodded and squeezed out a single word.
"OK."
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