Chapter 1298： Shocking Shenwu

"Wu Tianxing, 300 years of hatred, today... it's time to end it well."

Zhan Xiaotian lowered his head, trembling all over.

In his hand, the dragon pattern gradually appeared on the war emperor halberd, and the terrifying aura surged and stunned the world.

"Haha, Zhan Xiaotian, who gave you the courage to dare to be so presumptuous in my Shenwu Emperor Palace!"

Wu Tianxing snorted coldly and squeezed his palm abruptly, only to see a brilliant golden knife emerge, with brilliance and brilliance.

In the faint, there is an emperor's dragon qi overflowing from his body, as if a golden dragon wants to break through the seal of the avenue and condensed into the world.

Feeling this breath, whether it was Emperor Shenwu or Prince Wu Tianqi, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The inheritance of Emperor Wu can be practiced by the descendants of the Wu clan.

Especially this Shendao Longqi, has always been regarded as a symbol of the martial emperor's luck.

With Shenwu Emperor's talent, it took five hundred years to condense this dragon aura. Unexpectedly, this second prince had condensed such a terrifying dragon aura at only 300 years of age.

"Om!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Tianxing stepped out abruptly, cutting down with a golden knife in his hand, leading the road to roar, and the dragon mighty.

I saw a golden dragon statue standing above the sky, entrenched above its head.

In that pair of brilliant golden eyes, the vicissitudes of suppressing everything flashed.

"boom!"

The void was surging, and it was impossible to bear the Shengwei in the knife, and it broke apart.

But Wu Tianxing's figure appeared on top of Zhan Xiaotian's head almost instantaneously, with the golden sword in his hand hanging down, like a divine Yue collapsed and unrivaled.

The brilliance of the blade, the wisps of brilliance, contained the general trend of slaying the immortal demon.

Like a scorching sun, suspended in the sky, crushing the ages.

"It's terrible! It seems that the second prince's cultivation base has improved again."

"This is the real enchanting figure of the Emperor Wu Shen, the second prince...deserving of the strongest talent of the emperor for thousands of years."

"What a pity... what a pity..."

Seeing this scene, the officials in the hall suddenly admired and exclaimed, apparently also shocked by Wu Tianxing's implied dragon luck.

"Om!"

At this moment, I saw that the ancient halberd in Zhan Xiaotian's hand also bloomed with ten thousand gods, which directly turned into a golden dragon **** shadow, and moved towards the sword.

"clang!"

At the moment when the two collided, the vast dragon aura suddenly surging, evolving into endless rhyme, as if the rules and order, re-establishing the world.

"Dragon Qi..."

The whole hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Everyone looked at the young man in white clothes standing tall and holding a dragon halberd, a touch of amazement appeared in their eyes.

Emperor Wudi, both of them were the founders of Emperor Wudi's dynasty.

It stands to reason that the battle emperor's line should have the sole respect of Qing Cang and be respected by all the races.

However, there can only be one emperor on one side.

No matter what agreement the Emperor Wu and the Emperor of War had reached back then, in the end... in the eyes of the world, what happened to the Emperor of War is not fair.

But now, the bloodlines of these two world powerhouses seem to be facing the same choice again.

I just don't know, this time the war emperor clan will continue to lie dormant or...recruit for nine days!

"Zhan Xiaotian, what you have hidden is really deep enough."

Wu Tianxing's figure retreated, and the tingling tingling from his arm made him a little startled.

The two great contemporary arrogances in this battle, Xiaotian Lian Chan, can still have such strength, it seems...today want to defeat him, it is bound to use some real methods.

The emperor's father just now has already transmitted his voice, no matter what, he must kill Zhan Xiaotian in front of everyone.

In this way, even if Zhan Dynasty had resentment, there was nothing to do.

"Om!"

Faced with Wu Tianxing's ridicule, Zhan Xiaotian did not talk nonsense.

Around his body, Jin Hui appeared, and on the dragon halberd in his hand, there seemed to be divine patterns resurrected, making a harsh buzzing sound.

"This breath..."

Wu Tianxing's expression changed, and he felt a little uneasy.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that Zhan Xiaotian's breath had merged with the halberd, and Cangyu would be destroyed forever.

"Huh! Mystery!"

However, with Wu Tianxing's talent, it is difficult for someone of his generation to be truly regarded by him.

What if Zhan Xiaotian hides his cultivation base? !

Over the past three hundred years, he has no resources and can't practice honestly. How can he compare to him?

Wu Tianxing's eyes condensed slightly, and he slashed out, with an astonishing blade running through the sky and the earth, like a galaxy rushing, overbearing.

Seeing this, Zhan Xiaotian didn't see a wave of waves on his face. The moment he took his footsteps, the halberd in his hand swept away, directly cracking the void above the hall, as if hundreds of millions of stars were shattering at the same time.

At this moment, above his head, a blue sky covered the mountains and rivers of the sun, the moon, and the endless rhyme.

And under that blue sky, Zhan Xiaotian was a fascinating, self-contained immortal.

"Pump!"

Even with Wu Tianxing's strength, being swept by the halberd at this time, I felt the bones trembled, the blood in the mouth fell, and the horror in the eyes became more and more intense.

"I don't believe it!"

Immediately, I saw him stepping out, holding the ancient sword in both hands, rushing out angrily with the momentum of slashing the sky.

And the Dragon Shadow, who was originally entrenched outside him, suddenly fell with the ancient sword at this time.

The mighty and all-powerful!

"Emperor Dragon Tyrant Sword, Dragon Breaks Nine Heavens!"

All kinds of dragon luck, all in one cut.

Above the main hall, a crack of a hundred zhang appeared immediately.

When the knife passed by, the glow of sunlight spewed and annihilated for nine days.

Obviously, with this sword, Wu Tianxing has already exerted his full strength.

But even so, Zhan Xiaotian's face was still calm, and then, a shocking scene appeared.

I saw that the sky that had originally shrouded his head turned into a radiance of ten thousand ways, falling from the sky, covering all of his figure.

At this moment, Zhan Xiaotian's breath disappeared strangely!

It was as if he had completely integrated with this piece of heaven and earth, ethereal and illusory, but...excellent.

"Buzzing."

The sky trembled and the temple shattered.

And Wu Tianxing's figure finally appeared in front of the heavenly divine shadow, with the ancient knife in his hand falling horizontally, trying to kill everything.

"Crack."

At this moment, in the endless divine glory, a strange broken voice suddenly came.

Then!

Everyone was stunned to see that Wu Tianxing's figure went straight through the divine glory and fell from the sky.

only!

Before he could react from the shock, a golden halberd suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Pump!"

Without the slightest accident, Wu Tianxing smashed his whole body directly down, smashing the golden palace bluestone into countless cracks.

And his breath wilted almost instantly, and after struggling for a long time he couldn't stand up from the ground.

"clang."

Until, Zhan Xiaotian's figure reappeared, holding the golden halberd in his hand, reaching the side of Wu Tianxing's head, and the whole hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Everyone looked at the peerless young man in white with a halberd in his hand, their lips trembled, but they were unable to say a word.

Lost!

Wu Tianxing, who was known as the strongest talent in the Shenwu Emperor dynasty for thousands of years, was so easily defeated by a trash.

The name of the emperor of war, today is...to shock Shenwu!