The thunder and cold energy accumulated in Jun Lingtian's body became more and more, and his movements became slower and slower.
In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a state of rigidity, being penetrated by sword light one after another.
A quarter of an hour later, he was already like a sieve, his charred skin was covered with ice, and he could no longer hold the Flame Emperor Sword in his hand.
Luo Xue was equivalent to transferring the cold air and thunder from her body to him, but Jun Lingtian did not have Luo Xue's physique.
Luo Xue held Zhenyuan in her hands and looked at Jun Lingtian, who looked like a hero at the end of his life, and said in a deep voice: "Holy Emperor Lingtian, do you have any last words to say?"
As long as she activates the power of thunder and ice and snow in Jun Lingtian's body, Jun Lingtian will die.
Jun Lingtian grinned and said, "Last words? It's too late!"
Lin Fengmian said anxiously: "Be careful!"
But it was too late. The dying Jun Lingtian suddenly snorted coldly: "Shake the God!"
Luo Xue only felt that the sea of consciousness was shaken by a powerful force of divine consciousness, and her whole body was confused and fell into chaos.
"The devil sheds his form!"
The Ling Tian Sword Master opposite had murderous intent in his eyes, and his charred body that could not move suddenly glowed with golden light.
A red-gold illusory figure flew out of his body, but it was Jun Lingtian's soul that left his body.
His eyes were cold, and he pointed his sword into shape, and rushed towards Luo Xue with flames and sword energy all over the sky.
Lin Fengmian quickly took Luo Xue's place, gathered his last strength, and touched the Zhenyuan, triggering the killing move in Jun Lingtian's body.
"Bury the Immortal!"
Endless thunder and cold energy were released from Jun Lingtian's body, completely cutting off his vitality.
But even if his body dies, it can't change his soul, which is rushing towards Lin Fengmian like a stone.
Lin Fengmian had no choice but to watch as he pointed at his forehead with blazing flames and sword energy.
Although Jun Lingtian was dead, he would still be seriously injured.
Jun Lingtian's hand pointed at Lin Fengmian's forehead stopped at Lin Fengmian's forehead, a trace of regret and relief flashed in his eyes.
He could have died together with Lin Fengmian, but at the last moment he took the initiative to disperse all his power.
The monstrous flames turned into sparks, and the warm wind blew past Lin Fengmian without hurting him at all.
His spirit laughed sarcastically: "Boy, the Tiger and the Rabbit are going all out, let alone the Killing Saint?"
"Where did you get the confidence to say your last words? This is the last lesson I will teach you. Never hold back."
Lin Fengmian was speechless. If it were him, he would naturally not make such a mistake, but what happened just now was Luo Xue, who thought she was sure of victory.
"Scared?"
Jun Lingtian laughed, and with a flick of his hand on his forehead, Lin Fengmian's mask instantly shattered, revealing his true face.
"As expected, Fengshen is handsome and handsome. No wonder he has won the hearts of my two daughters."
His soul returned to his dead body and slowly dissipated.
Knowing that Luo Xue's life was safe, Lin Fengmian relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
The load the sword had just exerted on him was too great, and he no longer had the strength to continue looking.
Luo Xue came back to her senses and took over her body, looking at Jun Lingtian with complicated eyes.
"Why did the Holy Emperor hold back in the end?"
Even if Jun Lingtian couldn't kill her, he could still severely injure her and keep her in King's Landing City.
"Why did you give me a chance to say your last words? Just think of me as reciprocating the favor. There's no point in dragging you to death with me. I might as well sell you a favor."
"You don't have to feel that you owe me anything. We are competing fairly, and the winner takes all. My skills are inferior to others!"
"And if you don't give me a chance to say my last words, I won't have a chance to take action. We are even."
He did not hate Lin Fengmian, and was even grateful to him for allowing him to die in a vigorous battle instead of dying while lingering.
As for how the world laughs at him, what does it have to do with him?
He adheres to the principle of law of the jungle. If you are better than me, take it!
If Lin Fengmian's skills were not as good as others, then he would not politely take away Lin Fengmian's life.
Luo Xue raised her hand to reassemble an ice mask, and put away the realm with a complicated expression.
Is this the real devil?
Although he regards human life as trivial, he ignores the rules and does whatever he wants, grudges and grudges as he pleases.
As the dual realms of darkness and ice and snow disappeared, only the dazzling Holy Fire Imperial Court remained between heaven and earth, with golden light stretching for thousands of miles, reflecting in all directions.
The people below didn’t understand why and couldn’t help but cheer: “Great, the Holy Emperor has won!”
"I just said that the Holy Emperor cannot lose, long live the Holy Emperor!"
"His Majesty the Holy Emperor has never been defeated in this life, how could he lose!"
Jun Chengye couldn't help laughing and said: "Great, long live my father. Who the hell just said that my father will lose?"
…
Among the cheers throughout the city, only Jun Yunshang shed tears and said in a tearful tone: "Master Ye..."
Jun Fengya's eyes also dimmed. She didn't know who she wanted to win, but she just felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
She sighed faintly: "Can't you even continue to create miracles?"
Amidst the cheers, someone suddenly said in horror: "Look at the sky, the Holy Emperor's domain is collapsing?"
After being reminded by him, the others discovered that the Holy Fire Imperial Court Realm in the sky was indeed collapsing.
"It must be an illusion. How could the Holy Emperor be defeated?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I must be dreaming!"
…
But the heavenly fires kept falling from the sky and the collapsing Holy Fire Imperial Court domain said silently, Holy Emperor Lingtian was defeated!
Each of the ministers looked like they were mourning their heirs, and many of them knelt down in disbelief as they looked at the realm disappearing in the sky.
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty the Holy Emperor!"
As we all know, the domain will dissipate only after the death of the domain owner.
At this moment, the Holy Fire Imperial Court domain collapsed, indicating that Holy Emperor Lingtian had died and could no longer maintain the domain.
"Get up, my father will not lose!"
Jun Chengye lost his temper and picked up the kneeling person, and angrily shouted: "Get up, you are cursing my father!"
He had always been gentle and gentle, punching and kicking the man, and roared: "I want my father to kill all nine of your tribes, get up now."
"Get up, you treacherous ministers and traitors, there is no way my father will lose. This is just that person's illusion!"
But no matter how he roared, it could not change the fact that the Holy Fire Imperial Court in the sky collapsed.
The flames falling from the sky turned into golden light and dissipated the moment they hit the ground. The spiritual energy in the sky fed back to the heaven and the earth, turning into a rain of spiritual energy and falling down.
The Holy Fire Imperial Court dispersed, and everyone finally saw the scene in the sky.
I saw Ye Xuefeng standing with a sword, outstanding and like an immortal.
However, the Holy Emperor Lingtian lost all vitality, his body was charred black, and his soul was constantly dissipating, turning into little golden lights and flying away.
Jun Lingtian's bold voice spread in all directions: "Jun Yan, there is no need to grieve or take revenge for this emperor. I fought this battle happily!"
"My skills are inferior to others, but I have to admit my defeat! According to the agreement, this Flame Emperor Sword belongs to you, and this world also belongs to you!"
Luo Xue shook her head with a complicated expression and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in imperial power. Please hire someone else."
A look of disappointment flashed in Jun Lingtian's eyes, but he didn't say anything more.
His charred body was shattered into pieces, and golden blood flowed from the cracks, constantly flowing towards the Flame Emperor Sword in his hand.
He is sacrificing his life's strength into the Flame Emperor Sword, leaving it to the next owner of this sword.
Jun Lingtian raised the Flame Emperor Sword that condensed his remaining cultivation, and said weakly: "I have no time, how about you choose a new Holy Emperor for me?"
