"Look at the punch!"
Shangguan Wuming shouted loudly, then raised his fist and punched Wang Kong suddenly.
This punch was as big as a mountain, and the space collapsed directly from the punch. There was a rumbling sound wherever the punch passed.
A clear fist mark was overwhelming, filling the sky, making it impossible to avoid it!
The fist seal arrived instantly, and in less than half a breath, it had already covered Wang Kong's position.
At this moment, the bones of the seven emperors on this side were rattling, and their legs were gradually bending.
Even Yan Huaian and Wenchang acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, using their whole body's energy to resist the terrifying power of the punch.
Invincible!
At this moment, everyone had this thought in their hearts.
But he saw that Wang Kong was not in a hurry, the jade sword in his hand had disappeared, and what appeared next was a three-foot sword of intention.
Buzz!
A loud sword cry echoed from the Yi Sword, and then jumped high into the sky, resounding throughout the entire sky.
At this moment, everyone in Beizhou looked up at the direction where the sword sounds were heard.
And some sword cultivators, as well as all the swords everywhere, trembled violently at this moment, as if they were about to rise into the sky to meet the sound of swords.
Even the Fulu Sword and Hidden Sword beside Liu Wei trembled at this moment, seeming to be cheering and jumping for joy!
"Is there another Sword Emperor in Beizhou?"
"Who is he? Can he master the art of swordsmanship to such an extent?"
"Who lives in seclusion and has become an emperor in the art of swordsmanship?"
...
Wang Kong slowly raised his hand, and the sword in his hand slowly flew out of his hand, as if strolling in the courtyard, and faced the Heavenly Fist Seal.
The next moment, the three-foot sword went straight through the fist seal, went straight forward, and stabbed Shangguan Wuming between his eyebrows.
Nine Sword Techniques, the second sword, breaking the sea!
Over the past few days, Wang Kong has finally thoroughly studied the second sword of the Nine Sword Techniques, and his own swordsmanship has reached a new level.
At this time, no one in Beizhou could block Wang Kong's sword.
In addition, he also learned the trick of transforming the sword into shape and transforming all things.
The reason why the Jasper Sword was not used was because the Jasper Sword was only of the highest grade and might not be able to withstand the second sword of the Nine Sword Techniques under his full strength.
The Intention Sword that Wang Kong transformed at this moment was the weakest, and its level could reach the lower level of the heavenly level, which was more than a step stronger than the Jasper Sword.
Moreover, the transformed Intention Sword was transformed by his own Sword Intention, and it is more suitable for him to use.
The fist seal suddenly shattered and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
At this moment, the seven emperors and the two emperors all let out a long breath, and the pressure disappeared without a trace at this moment.
In this short half-breath, the seven emperors' bodies were soaked with sweat, as if they had just been fished out of a water tank.
Yan Huaian and Wenchang also had shortness of breath and flushed faces.
This sword slowly came to Shangguan Wuming's forehead, but Shangguan Wuming seemed to be frozen in place, stunned, his mouth wide open, his face full of horror.
It's not that he doesn't want to hide, or that he doesn't want to block it.
But in front of this sword, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even make a sound.
He could only watch helplessly as the sword slowly reached his eyebrows.
Chi!
The sword slowly opened Shangguan Wuming's forehead, and a trace of scarlet blood slowly flowed out, from the forehead, across the bridge of the nose, and into Shangguan Wuming's wide-open mouth.
The sword was still slowly thrusting into the forehead bit by bit.
At this moment, Shangguan Wuming's hair was standing on end like a hedgehog.
He could only watch helplessly, but could not make any move to resist.
Everyone in the field did not face this sword, and they all did not know why. They did not know what Shangguan Wuming was up to. They stared with big eyes, watching this non-physical sword slowly drilling into their heads.
"Ancestor!" Shangguan Xiong shouted anxiously, but Shangguan Wuming still didn't make the slightest move.
Shangguan Xiong immediately stepped in front of Shangguan Wuming, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the hilt of the slowly moving sword.
boom!
As soon as his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, his left hand exploded from the shoulder, sending Shangguan Xiong flying away.
Puff puff!
While in the air, Shangguan Xiong spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, mixed with some minced meat.
After landing, he passed out directly.
When everyone saw this scene, their expressions became serious.
An emperor in the realm is not even qualified to hold that illusory sword.
Looking at Shangguan Wuming, who was trembling and horrified at this moment, everyone had a glimmer of understanding.
None of the four pseudo-emperors in the field were sure of following Shangguan Wuming's previous punch.
And Wang Kong flicked his sword, shattering it instantly.
This seemingly slow and powerless sword must contain great terror, and it is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.
It's not that Shangguan Wuming doesn't want to resist or dodge, it's that he can't dodge or resist.
After the sword entered the eyebrow three inches, it finally stopped.
"Shangguan Wuming, you have made no progress at all in tens of thousands of years!" Wang Kong said.
"How...how...possible? Why? Why can't I even take one of your swords?" Shangguan Wuming finally regained his freedom and murmured.
"Because I am getting stronger and you are standing still!" Wang Kong said lightly.
"Impossible. I am also a true emperor like you, and I have also survived the thunder tribulation and achieved enlightenment. How can you still improve so much?"
At this moment, Shangguan Wuming roared, his Taoist heart was completely broken, he could not accept this reality.
Once, he and Wang Kong were almost the same in strength, and the two fought for several days without any distinction.
Now, he can't even take a sword from Wang Kong, how can he accept it!
"Nothing is impossible! At the beginning, our vision was too narrow. We thought that attaining enlightenment and becoming emperor would be the end of martial arts. What a naive idea! There is no end to the road to martial arts!" Wang Kong said slowly.
During those years, he himself believed that the Emperor's realm was the end of martial arts.
After meeting Liu Wei and Xiaota, he realized that in the eyes of those powerful people, the Emperor Realm might not even be considered an ant!
My own vision has limited my Taoist heart, limiting myself to this world, with no room for improvement.
"Is there no end to the path of martial arts? How did you know that? Have you ever seen people above the emperor level?" Shangguan Wuming asked urgently.
"Why should I tell you this? I have already said what needs to be said, you can experience it yourself!" Wang Kong said lightly.
He then added: "For the sake of our acquaintance and the fact that there are not many contemporaries left, I won't kill you today, so you can take care of yourself!"
After Wang Kong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the Intention Sword hanging between Shangguan Wuming's eyebrows directly turned into a ray of sword intention and poured back into Wang Kong's body.
This kind of technique made the people around him look dumbfounded.
What method is this? Immortal magic?
They have seen clearly that the sword is transformed from the sword's will.
However, there are no relevant records about the cultivation method that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years in Beizhou. The sword intention can be directly transformed into a sword, and it is also extremely powerful.
Shangguan Wuming was at a loss at this moment.
The words "The road to martial arts has no end" sounded like a magic voice over and over again in his mind.
He just stood there in a daze, with an expression of pain on his face.
Wang Kong ignored Shangguan Wuming and turned around, his eyes as sharp as knives swept across the cheeks of everyone present.
Everyone felt as if they were being stared at by venomous snakes and beasts, with cold sweat breaking out all over their bodies, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Today, so many of you are besieging my disciple. I will not bully you, nor do I want to punish you on his behalf. I will leave it to him to deal with it himself in the future!"
"But! I'm here to warn you, before my disciple Shuangjing enters the King's Realm, I only allow one King's Realm to come to him at a time! If anyone dares to be surrounded and killed by many people, I, Wang Kong, will do it for him. You collect the bodies!”
"When he breaks through to the King's Realm in both realms, I won't care how many King's realms you come to surround and kill him. If you kill him, I won't even care about his body!"
"Remember! No matter who dares to violate this rule I have set, I will kill your entire clan, and no chicken or dog will be spared!"
Wang Kong's words, directly blessed by true energy and supplemented by Emperor Realm cultivation, soared out of the sky. At this moment, everyone in Beizhou heard these words.
The place was completely silent, no one dared to say even a word of no.
And all parts of Beizhou have almost exploded!
"Such a big movement, it turns out to be Kong Emperor!"
"I didn't expect that Emperor Kong was still alive!"
"No wonder that young man is so evil, he turns out to be the descendant of Emperor Kong!"
...
"Let's all go!" Wang Kong said, looking at the silent group of people.
Ouyang Lihen's face was gloomy, without saying anything, he turned around and turned into a shadow, flashing away. Ouyang Ming and the four elders quickly jumped into the sky and fled the scene.
Situ Yun's eyes were terrifyingly sinister, his face was bloodless, and he left with twenty emperors.
Shangguan Wuming felt uncomfortable in his heart. At this moment, he came to his senses and swept away Shangguan Xiong, who was still unconscious, with a wave of his sleeves.
Sun Ce turned around and left silently as if he were mourning his heir.
The remaining clan members fled quickly, fearing that Wang Kong would suddenly change his mind and leave them here.
After Wenchang stepped forward and saluted with clasped fists, he took Mo Changhai and six others and flew away into the sky.
Today, the happiest person is Wenchang. He definitely hit the right target this time.
With the strength Wang Kong showed today, no one could be his enemy with a single sword. He was terrifyingly strong.
As long as we have a good relationship with Liu Wei, once Wen Guo encounters a disaster, Liu Wei will definitely come to our aid. At that time, Wen Guo will be as stable as Mount Tai and all its troubles will be solved.
Wenchang looked at Mo Changhai and felt very satisfied.
Mo Changhai has a good vision and has been doing his best to help Liu Wei. His relationship with Liu Wei is much better than his relationship with Liu Wei.
It seems that Mo Changhai will be promoted when he returns.
And Mo Changhai was also feeling happy at this time. I really didn't choose the wrong person. From now on, it's a sure thing that I will rise to prominence.
The group of people each had their own thoughts and slowly walked towards the imperial capital.
