Faced with the continuous attacks on the defensive light screen, the old emperor could only barely inject all the remaining spiritual power into the defensive formation. But even so, the three consecutive swords still cut through a several-inch-long gap. crack.
The extremely cold air crazily poured into the defensive light curtain through this crack, causing the already extremely low temperature to plummet.
The old emperor had already reached the point where his fuel was exhausted. Facing this extreme cold, he no longer had much resistance. The surface of his body was quickly covered by the cold air, and the flow of spiritual power in his body began to slow down, even his consciousness It all started to blur.
The flying sword took the opportunity to penetrate through the crack and shoot towards the old emperor's chest.
"puff!!!"
A golden stream of light flashed past, bringing out a touch of blood.
After the defensive light curtain flickered several times, it finally collapsed completely, revealing the two princes who were already panicking inside and the elders who were protecting them.
"This... this is a sword talisman. How could he have this..."
"It's over, I have to decide my life here..."
The emperor's face turned pale. While stabilizing the Dragon Contract formation, he tenaciously resisted the invasion of the extremely cold air, which had forced him to use all his strength.
"call out!"
Suddenly, the golden stream of light hit him. This drastic change caught him off guard. His sharply contracted pupils reflected a trace of fear in his heart. His instinctive reaction made him swing the sword with all his strength.
A "clang" sound sounded!
The flying sword was blocked by this all-out sword, but the power of the Dragon Contract Formation began to decrease due to no one to stabilize it. The golden light curtain surrounding it began to slowly dissipate, and the golden dragon also began to fade and shrink.
The burqa woman took a deep breath, straightened her body, and shook her aching hands, but the chill on her face was even worse.
A murderous aura suddenly emanated from her body, causing her burqa to sway without any wind, swaying to reveal her proud figure.
At this moment, she had the intention to kill. Although she still had the means to save her life, she had really embarrassed herself just now, and the other party had the intention to kill first, so why should she hold back now.
Thinking of this, she took a step forward, held the sword in both hands, and slashed towards the emperor.
When the sword came out, the spiritual energy in the hall was frozen. Even the void where the sword energy passed seemed unable to bear it, causing little ripples.
Seeing the attack of this sword, the emperor had an irresistible thought deep in his heart, but as a veteran of the battlefield, he bit his tongue suddenly and hurriedly formed a defensive light curtain in front of him.
This defensive light curtain is the embodiment of his will to survive and is also his last resort.
There was a "pop" sound!
The defensive light curtain that had just been condensed broke in response, and was easily destroyed by the sword energy. The sword energy that was not consumed much continued to fly down.
Seeing the sword energy so close at hand, the emperor glanced at his father and the two princes, with infinite pain and reluctance in his heart. He was frozen and could not even dodge at this moment.
Before he died, he thought of his past life, his concubine, and other princes. He felt difficult and guilty about leaving her, and finally he thought of the evil genius who had made him feel infinitely heroic.
He slowly closed his eyes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes. The unwillingness in his heart made him suddenly shout at this last moment: "Little friend Yanliang, if you are not dead, you must avenge this deep hatred for my Wang family."
"Father..."
"No......"
The eldest prince and the third prince cried out in pain, their cries full of sadness. He was their father and their support, but now they had to watch him die in front of them and could do nothing.
The elders clenched their fists, and blood slipped from their palms due to excessive force. If they had the strength to fight, they would rather die in battle, but at this moment, they are not even qualified to fight. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?
Wu Kangyong staggered up from the ground, looked at the scene in front of him and laughed happily: "It is your own fault. How can you stop the master's footsteps? This is the consequence of your ignorance of current affairs."
The fourteenth prince looked at his dying father, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, but then he gritted his teeth and turned around and walked out of the hall.
Although he had already anticipated this outcome when he planned to take action, he was his biological father after all, and the only conscience in his heart made him unwilling to see his father die tragically before his eyes.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, as if a green shadow passed by.
The emperor was cut in two by the sword energy, and then slowly disappeared. Then there was a loud noise, and the ice exploded into snow-like powder and flew everywhere.
As the powder fell to the ground, everyone saw only a deep sword mark on the ground, but there was no emperor's body, nor was there a pool of blood as they imagined.
Just when everyone was confused, a woman's soft voice suddenly sounded from the corner, "You are so brave, you dare to come to the palace to commit murder, do you know..."
The woman paused slightly at this point, and her tone became cold as she said, "This is where my brother Yanliang covers himself."
As the words fell, a childlike figure wearing a green feathered coat appeared in everyone's eyes. She was Yun'er who had arrived first. Fortunately, she arrived in time to save the emperor.
When the burqa woman saw this figure, her eyes showed a hint of surprise. No matter it was the other's beautiful childish face or graceful figure, neither one was inferior to her own.
What's more important than this is that at such a young age, the other party actually has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Ling Sect, which is the best among his peers in the family. Also, the other party's cyan feathers make him fearful.
Because she knew that the cyan color represented the equipment of the sixth-level Spirit Emperor, and that Yuyi was a top-notch equipment that combined defense and speed, she could not win without relying on external forces.
Even if you still have an attack jade card in your hand, there is no guarantee that you can kill the opponent. The opponent's speed is really too fast. If you can't kill the opponent in a short time, it will be too passive for you.
While she was thinking about how to respond, she couldn't help but laugh and said coldly: "Haha, I'll give it back to you, Brother Yanliang. Although you call me so kindly, I'm afraid he will never hear you."
Yun'er is no longer the big-breasted and brainless girl she once was. She can clearly understand the meaning of this sentence as soon as she hears it. Anger lingers in her heart, and a strong murderous aura fills the field.
She frowned slightly and said sternly: "How dare you talk nonsense and insult my brother Yanliang... Then I will smash your mouth!"
The cyan Yuyi slapped her face fiercely, and she disappeared from the spot. A green shadow flashed across the field, and the next moment she was in front of the burqa woman, and slapped her fiercely.
