"Buzz——"
The true energy in Li Yun's body surged out like real substance, forming a whirlwind of true energy around his body, holding him up slowly into the sky, and even made a harsh buzzing sound!
Her long hair moved automatically in the absence of wind, dancing like a group of wildly dancing snakes.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he had risen to a height of several feet. Combined with the strange lines on his back that were ordered by heaven to live forever, it was as if a god had descended!
The emperor's expression was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes swept over everyone present like a sharp sword. Just by being looked at, many people felt that the hair on their bodies stood on end, creating an indescribable sense of fear.
Imperial power!
The surging energy and blood emanating from the emperor's body even made the surrounding air scorching, making people dare not look directly at him!
Although the nine commanders had already seen the Emperor's Martial Saint state in the Imperial Study Room, they could not hide the excitement in their hearts when they saw the Martial Saint Xuankong at full power again.
Miao Fengshan looked at the emperor in mid-air with trembling eyes. Thinking of the shock the emperor had given them during the martial arts meeting, he felt like he was dreaming.
Isn't it that what people in the martial arts world pursue all their lives is the martial saint in front of them, the ultimate in martial arts?
I never thought that there would be a day in my life when I would witness the birth of the Martial Saint!
"My emperor will be victorious! My emperor will be victorious!" Miao Fengshan took the lead in shouting loudly. Beside him, several other real-life commanders who were fighting were also boosted in morale, as if they felt the inspiration of the Martial Saint. shouted in unison.
Although it was just the shouts of nine people, it was like thousands of troops on this battlefield!
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of guards on and off the city, hundreds of thousands of civilians in the capital, and hundreds of civil and military officials above the imperial court could not suppress their excitement at this time, and at the same time they shouted wildly:
"My emperor is victorious! My emperor is victorious! My emperor is victorious!"
Emperor Wu Sheng! The bravery shown in this is enough to make everyone tremble with excitement after thinking about it, and they can't help themselves.
Seeing the almost divine image of the emperor in mid-air, hundreds of thousands of rebels, whether they were the Zhenbei Army, the Xuanwu Army, or the Korean Dragon Division, all looked horrified and turned pale.
Along the way of martial arts, the gap between super-grade and ordinary grades is like a chasm, while the gap between Martial Saint and other super-grades is like a chasm!
All the elite soldiers were shaken at this time, and their morale became much lower.
A pure emperor or a pure Martial Saint might not have given them such a shock, but the one who appeared in front of them now was the Martial Saint Emperor!
The iron pagodas and wolf cavalry that originally surrounded the emperor were now neighing in fear from the horses under them. Some of them knelt on the ground on the spot, and many others relied on biological instincts to desperately retreat.
For a time, the Zhenbei Army's military formation was in chaos.
But in front of the emperor, He Xingzu, who was riding on the back of a demon horse, was not afraid of the backlash. When he saw this scene, he showed a ferocious smile. He looked at Li Yun in mid-air and said slowly:
"It turns out that Your Majesty has entered the realm of the Martial Saint a long time ago. It is really gratifying! It turns out that this is the realm of the Martial Saint! I have already felt the true meaning of martial arts in it. Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Then he waved the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand and said solemnly:
"It's a pity that this martial art is just a minor path after all, and ordinary martial arts are just ordinary martial arts. Your Majesty doesn't know the secrets of alchemy at all... When I kill Your Majesty, I can break through to the realm of martial saint!"
Then he shouted loudly:
"Great Shaman help me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another strange chanting sound was heard from the Zhenbei Army's formation. The dark clouds in the sky became thicker, and the evil wind suddenly rose, passing over the iron pagodas and wolves who had been killed by the emperor on the ground. The flesh and blood of the rider's corpse instantly turned into a crimson wind.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson wind poured into the Zhenbei Army present, making their eyes red and their combat power skyrocketing.
The largest crimson wind surrounded He Xingzu's body, forming a red whirlwind. In this whirlwind, the bloody shadows of Iron Buddha Tu emerged one after another and merged into He Xingzu's body.
Immediately, He Xingzu's body, which was already nine feet tall, once again squirmed wildly like a coiled and crouching dragon. Amidst the sounds of bones, his body expanded again. This time, it directly reached one foot!
The demon horse under him also neighed like a war elephant.
On the surface of He Xingzu's body, there was also a red-colored true energy gushing out. Although it was not as pure as the emperor's Martial Saint true energy, it still reached the level where the true energy overflowed.
"Happy! So happy!" He Xingzu's eyes had turned red, with no white of his eyes visible at all, and even his voice sounded like the roar of a wild beast.
He only felt the power in his body rushing like a river, almost stretching his body to bursting, and his heart was burning.
When he got excited, he grabbed a wolf rider next to him, raised it above his head, tore it into two pieces amidst the wolf rider's frightened shouts, and poured water all over his body.
Throwing away the corpse, He Xingzu twisted his neck, raised the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand and pointed it at the emperor, clamped his legs, and the demon horse jumped into the air, leading him to rush towards the emperor in mid-air!
Everyone on the battlefield held their breaths as they watched this scene. Looking from a distance, He Xingzu was wrapped in a ball of blood connected to the earth, as if a red demonic wind was attacking the Emperor Wusheng in mid-air!
The emperor's eyes dropped coldly, without any emotion, and he casually dropped a pair of big swords in his hands, pointed them like swords, and swung a blow in mid-air.
"Boom——" There was an explosion in the air, like a thunderbolt from the blue, and a sword light several feet long appeared in the void, like a long rainbow, and it collided with He Xingzu's Fangtian Painted Halberd!
"Zheng————" The harsh sound of fighting resounded throughout the battlefield. The ripples of the zhenqi burst out by the two people fighting formed a bombardment wave, spreading in all directions, instantly destroying the iron pagoda and the iron pagoda below. The man who was charged by the wolf cavalry fell on his back.
He Xingzu's body was still blessed by the bloody whirlwind. He landed on the demon horse, waved his sore arms, and said happily:
"Martial Saint? But even so, my power is not inferior to yours!"
At this moment, there was a sound of shattering, and the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand seemed to be rotten, shattering inch by inch.
The war elephant-like demon horse under him also let out a mournful scream, its limbs shattered, blood spurted from its mouth, and it knelt on the ground.
At the same time, the emperor who was floating in the air looked at He Xingzu with a calm expression and said slowly:
"Is this the so-called power of shamanism? It's boring to disappoint me with heresy."
As he spoke, the emperor waved his hand again, instantly bringing up a zhenqi blade several feet long in the void and slashing towards the air.
This zhenqi sewing reached straight to the sky, instantly tearing open a hundred-foot-long hole in the increasingly thick dark clouds in the sky, and then was divided into two pieces!
The bright sun appeared behind the dark clouds, and the sunlight like a sharp sword shined through the cracks, shining on the battlefield and shining on the emperor.
God comes to the world!
The emperor's eyes swept across the crowd of North-Suppressing Army troops present, and a mighty imperial power surged out, forming a violent wind pressure that pressed to the surrounding areas.
The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who had just been blessed by the power of the Blood Demon instantly felt that the power they had just gained suddenly collapsed. Their whole bodies were sore and weak, and they even knelt on the ground under the pressure of the emperor and could not lift their heads.
This is exactly another power that Li Yun discovered after becoming a Martial Saint, which only a Martial Saint can possess. He is as domineering as hell!
As an emperor, the domineering energy he can unleash is also extremely extraordinary. It is the emperor's domineering energy!
Then, Li Yun looked at He Xingzu below and said lightly:
"Since you are so confident in your own power, I will kill you with my strength."
While speaking, the emperor slowly walked down from mid-air and walked in the air, as if there were invisible stairs in the void.
He Xingzu's eyes were red at this time, and he looked like he was crazy. He laughed ferociously and said:
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I will help you! Great Shaman, help me!"
As he spoke, the bloody wind formed a strange armored shadow on the surface of his body, with an animal head and scales. He suddenly grabbed the spear of an iron pagoda next to him, danced into a bloody line, and stabbed the emperor.
In full view of the public, the emperor stabbed forward with his bare hands and without any pretense.
This punch instantly hit the tip of He Xingzu's spear.
He Xingzu, who was charging forward, suddenly froze in place, as if he had encountered the torrent of a dam.
"Buzz————" The shock wave of true energy spread in all directions like a torrent. In the shocked eyes of everyone, the spear in He Xingzu's hand began to shatter bit by bit from the tip of the spear. He himself was instantly enveloped by the emperor's domineering energy and was helpless. The expression on his face seemed to be in slow motion even if he didn't move at all.
Immediately afterwards, in the midst of everyone's astonishment, the emperor walked up to He Xingzu leisurely without joy or sorrow, and instantly punched him.
This punch was as fast as lightning, and everyone couldn't see clearly the emperor's movements. He Xingzu was blown away like a cannonball!
His huge body was like a rag doll that was played around with. He drew a straight line, flew dozens of feet, and fell into the formation of the Zhenbei Army. He instantly smashed the bones of all the Zhenbei Army and broke their bones. It rolled on the ground for dozens of feet before stopping.
A big pit-like fist mark suddenly appeared on the left half of He Xingzu's face. His neck was rotated 180 degrees, and the direction of the back of the face was obviously broken!
Just one punch!
"Ho...ho..." He Xingzu roared like a beast, struggled to stand up, raised his hand to pull his head back, stood up and twisted his neck, looked at the emperor, and said with a ferocious smile: "This is The power of the Martial Saint? I have already touched this power... Great Shaman, help me!"
With that said, he roared wildly and rushed towards the emperor again!
The strange sound of chanting a curse appeared again, sucking out streaks of bloody evil energy from the flesh and blood on the battlefield, and poured into He Xingzu's body desperately.
Every time he took a step forward, his figure expanded again. When he came in front of the emperor, he no longer looked like a human being at all!
"I want to..." He Xingzu roared and rushed towards the emperor, his fangs even protruding from his mouth, like a wild beast.
At this moment, the emperor moved!
In just a flash of lightning, the emperor's right hand had already punched thousands of times!
To the people around him, it seemed as if a wall of fist shadows appeared in front of the emperor, pushing towards He Xingzu.
The sound of a heavy punch hitting flesh combined into a muffled sound.
The next moment, He Xingzu's upper body suddenly exploded into pieces, and was blasted into pieces of flesh and blood by the countless fists, scattering in all directions!
(End of chapter)
