But his physique was very strong, so strong that it could be used directly to plow the fields.
At this moment, the Ganwang Armor on his body also weakened to the extreme.
Ying Wuji rushed forward with a long sword in hand, without stopping for a moment.
From beginning to end.
His goal has always been to kill Ying Wuque.
There has never been any change.
This blow.
Must kill!
Under Ying Wuque's horrified eyes, he swung his sword and slashed down.
But when nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected did happen.
"boom!"
Powerful pressure and fluctuations of true energy suddenly exploded in the Ganwang Bell.
Ying Wuji felt as if he was thrown into an iron basin along with a firecracker and exploded at full power.
The two powerful men in the realm of enlightenment attacked with all their strength. If they were outside, Ying Wuji might be able to withstand the aftermath, but the remaining power of the fight between the two was completely locked by the Gan Wang Bell.
He just felt severe pain all over his body.
I used to think I was as strong as a mountain, but now I feel like I'm about to be destroyed.
The aftermath alone broke more than one of his bones.
With a "puff", blood spurted out.
Several bones in his hand were broken and he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword tightly. The sword slipped out of his hand, and even the true energy in his meridians showed a tendency to dissipate.
But Ying Wuque on the ground was even more miserable.
He knelt on the ground, vomiting blood and almost fainted.
Half of his bones were broken, and his kneeling posture looked like a puddle of struggling mud.
Just at this moment.
A voice came from a distance.
"As long as you can walk out of the Qianwang Bell alive, I will make you the crown prince."
Hearing this.
Ying Wuque's eyes suddenly lit up.
Most of his fear just now came from Ying Wuji’s words: When he sees my spiritual fetus and imperial body, who will he appoint as the crown prince?
Because he didn't know what the fundamental conflict between Ying Yue and Ying Wuji was.
But now he realized that their conflict had become so great that no matter how outstanding Ying Wuji was, it would not be enough to change Ying Yue's murderous intention.
Can't beat.
Still can’t bear it?
What's more, there is Jiang Leqing.
As long as you can hold on, you can become the crown prince when you get out.
He forcibly mobilized the true energy in his body.
The bronze rune, which had originally dimmed, actually gradually brightened up.
Ying Wuji curled his lips and said, "Did you hear that? My father said that as long as I get out alive, he will make me the crown prince."
A sentence.
It almost caused the bronze luster that had been restored to its original state to dissipate.
Ying Wuque raised his bloody face and said, "Bullshit! Father was talking about me!"
Ying Wuji snorted: "He didn't say which son it was just now, why do you believe it so much?"
Ying Wuque spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.
No words.
The bronze luster has gradually been restored.
It was not as bright as when he had his nose pointed up at the sky at the beginning, but it was definitely not something that could be broken easily.
Ying Wuji turned his head and took a look. The battle between Lao Bi Deng and his father-in-law had entered a white-hot stage. The aftermath of the battle was shocking from time to time, but it could no longer hit the spectators as hard as the first wave.
That was just that wave.
It was definitely intentional.
Without a doubt.
Judging from the results, Lao Bi Deng was successful.
His own condition was badly damaged, and although Ying Wuque was more seriously injured, Wang Ba Ke had already stood up again.
And that strange mirror was hiding far away, waiting for its chance to strike.
Ying Wuque laughed wildly towards the sky: "Ying Wuji! You didn't expect that we are father and son, and we will not listen to your instigation at all!"
“Tsk!”
Ying Wuji shook his head and said, "Your words of provoking people's emotions are still so weak. Why don't you learn from me? I'll beat your Biaozi mother to pieces with my Iron Bull Banana Punch!"
Ying Wuque: “…”
He had never heard such obscene and vicious curse words.
The curses from those mountain peasants aren’t that harsh!
For a moment, his face turned livid, but he still laughed wildly: "Just keep your mouth shut, I don't believe that you can remain emotionless when my father is determined to kill you."
Ying Wuji laughed and said, "Whether there is one or not, you can ask that little perky butt of the Jiang family and you will know."
Look at him.
Ying Wu Que couldn't help but feel suspicious and turned to ask, "Jiang Le Qing! Is there one?"
Jiang Leqing's voice came from afar: "No..."
Ying Wuque was anxious: "This is possible!"
Jiang Leqing was also extremely anxious: "That's really not the case! He was just chatting with the King of Gan, but he didn't rise again after that!"
"What!"
Ying Wuque looked horrified.
Just now, Jiang Leqing said that Ying Wuji's emotions had been rising and he would soon reach the standard of reconciliation.
But I never thought it would suddenly break.
He asked anxiously, "How much more is left?"
Jiang Leqing said helplessly: "It's only halfway done, but I don't know when this half will be done!"
Ying Wuque: “…”
Ying Wuji looked at the somewhat dimmed turtle shell on his body and couldn't help but sneered: "That is to say, before my father broke through my father's defense, you were the only one facing me. Do you think you can stop me with just this half-wasted turtle shell?"
After saying that.
A bolt of lightning struck down.
Then he rode on Ying Wuque again and punched him again and again in front of his horrified gaze.
The turtle shell has become weaker, but it still exists.
Without Han Juan, his Han Juan sword would lose the ability to cut through everything. Although the sharp attack could hurt people, under the protection of the turtle shell, it could only cause flesh wounds at most and could not hurt the vital parts.
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