1567: C1567 The Shakyamuni Is Looking for Trouble

C1567 The Shakyamuni Is Looking for Trouble

Outside the Haotian Saint Land, in a special spatial zone.

At this moment, many emperors stood up from the square and stepped into the spatial zone.

This quiet place was specially built by the Haotian Saint Land for the sake of the sect's Emperor level experts.

Currently, a battle between Sword Emperor Wusheng and Fiend Emperor had erupted in this place. Only such a special space could withstand a battle between experts of their level.

This was because this spatial zone had been repeatedly tempered and compressed. It was like a different kind of battlefield.

In this place, not to mention a Sovereign, even a Martial Ruler wouldn't be able to tear this spatial zone apart so easily.

When Sword Emperor Wusheng agreed to this battle, Fiend Emperor had chosen this place to fight. Otherwise, if such a battle were to happen in the outside world, the entire square would be sunk by them.

Many of the emperors were just watching the show, waiting to see a good show.

At the same time, they were also filled with curiosity, wondering who was stronger between the two of them.

Regardless of whether it was Sword Emperor Wusheng or Fiend Emperor, they were both the best of the best among the emperors. They were both sovereigns among sovereigns. There were only one or two Battle Emperor warriors who could fight them.

There were less than two people who had the confidence to fight against them and defeat them. Moreover, this confidence came from the confidence in their hearts, not the ability to defeat them.

It could be seen how powerful these two people's combat strength was.

"It's said that no one can block your Sword Emperor Wusheng's sword, and no one can survive under your sword. Today, I would like to see if your sword is as terrifying as the legends say." Fiend Emperor's eyes were surging with Heavenly Fiend Qi, and his intense combat intent was boiling.

As he spoke, the murderous aura on his body interweaved and condensed into a ferocious devil shadow behind him. The murderous aura interweaved and made him look incomparably ferocious, just like an extremely ferocious monster.

Fiend Emperor was known for the power he cultivated, the legendary murderous aura. The baleful Qi was the most ferocious thing in the world, it had an evil Qi. There were many kinds of evil aura, evil aura, evil aura, and so on. It was hard to tell what kind of evil aura there was. Fiend Emperor cultivated the baleful Qi, which made the shadow of the baleful Qi very similar to the devil Qi.

"Your Wusheng Sword is known as an invincible killing technique, and my devil Qi is also known as invincible. Today was the perfect time to test out who was truly invincible. After all, there can't be two invincible beings in this world, right? " Fiend Emperor's eyes were deep and threatening. The murderous aura on his body was like a ghost. He roared towards the front.

Sword Emperor Wusheng's jade-like right hand slowly grasped the Wusheng Sword. His tone was cold and ruthless, "Senior Fiend Emperor wants to see this junior's sword. Of course, this junior won't decline it. Coincidentally, this junior is also interested in this senior's murderous aura."

Sword Emperor Wusheng knew that the reason why Fiend Emperor attacked him wasn't just because of what he said. If nothing unexpected happened, this fellow must have other motives in wanting to see his Wusheng Sword. It was just like how the disciples of Haotian Saint Land had appeared at the foot of the mountain to provoke the disciples of Saint Asura Sect and teach them a lesson.

This Fiend Emperor must have some ulterior motive in attacking Sword Emperor Wusheng.

Presumably, the disciples of Saint Asura Sect in the secret realm had also been targeted by the people of Haotian Saint Land, and their lives wouldn't be easy for them.

Sword Emperor Wusheng thought with a solemn heart. However, he had never thought that the disciples of Saint Asura Sect would have a worse life than he had imagined in the secret realm.

The disciples of Saint Asura Sect were not only suffering, they were also losing their lives.

Of course, Sword Emperor Wusheng didn't know that the reason Fiend Emperor and the other disciples of Haotian Saint Land attacked them was because of another force.

A force that was even stronger than the Haotian Saint Land came from the Martial Ruler's command on the floating island.

Of course, even if he knew, Sword Emperor Wusheng wouldn't back down. He also dared to enter the battlefield.

This was because he had the same confidence. He wasn't the only one who came here, his backer had also come.

At this moment, in a cave in Haotian Saint Land.

An old man and a young man were sitting cross-legged in an inconspicuous cave, quietly playing Go.

The young man's face was as flawless as jade, as if he had just walked out from a painting. The aura and every movement of his body seemed to have come from heaven. It was as if he had been formed by the Laws of the heaven and earth, perfectly merging with nature.

"Old man, your disciple is targeting the people of Saint Asura Sect like this. How do you think we should settle this score? It doesn't really matter if the score is counted or not. I'm a little curious. Is this Haotian Saint Land your Haotian Saint Land or his floating island's Haotian Saint Land? Why are all of you trying to please an unassuming so-called emissary? "

As the young man spoke, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. The scornful sneer on his face was very obvious.0

The person who spoke was the Sect Master of the Saint Asura Sect. He was the one who had come to the Haotian Saint Land with Sword Emperor Wusheng.

He didn't have the slightest bit of worry about Sword Emperor Wusheng being challenged. No matter what the outcome of this battle was, he would be fine. After all, if something happened to the emperor of Saint Asura Sect in Haotian Saint Land, Haotian Saint Land wouldn't be able to explain it to him. Besides, with him here, it would be hard for Sword Emperor Wusheng to get into any trouble.

Furthermore, he didn't think that Sword Emperor Wusheng would lose. On the path of the emperor... His disciple had already walked to the extreme, and he could already see a trace of the aura of the Martial Ruler. It wouldn't take long for him to break the seal. Breaking through the bottleneck and stepping into the Stage of Martial Ruler.

With his current strength, how could he, who had reached the peak of the Sovereign Dao, lose to an opponent of the same level?

Hearing the words of the young man in front of him, the expression of the old man who was holding the black chess piece remained unchanged, as calm as ever.

"The sparring between these juniors is a good thing. Only through sparring can there be progress. I think Wusheng is about to break through to the Stage of Martial Ruler. This battle must be a good fortune for him. Let these little fellows do whatever they want. Let's have a good chess game. " The old man spoke calmly, but his heart wasn't as calm as he appeared to be. Instead, it was filled with dark clouds.

He could naturally tell why Fiend Emperor had asked Sword Emperor Wusheng to fight him.

He didn't think that these juniors would do such a shameful thing to curry favor with the people of the Suspended Sacred Land.

Although the Suspended Island was powerful and the legendary giant, the rulers of the Haotian Saint Land had always treated them with respect and respect, unlike these little fellows who were trying to curry favor with them.

If no one saw it, it would be fine. But now, all of this was seen by this bastard who had a stomach full of evil thoughts in front of him. Wouldn't that make the old man lose all face?

Now that things had come to this, he could only say that it was difficult for people not to tear it down, and he didn't want to say too much about it.

The young man chuckled. The ridicule in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. He laughed contemptuously, "Chess!"

He knew that he had mentioned everything he needed to. The young man in front of him didn't seem to be moving, but the subtle changes in his facial expression proved that he had broken through to the next level because of what he had just said.

That was enough!

The man in front of him wasn't an ordinary person. Even though he was old and his Qi and blood were weak, he was still a Prospective Emperor, a transcendent Prospective Emperor.

Unlike the Prospective Emperor from the Devil Path that he killed the other day, the unlucky man he killed that day had fallen from the Prospective Emperor realm. Although he was stronger than most Martial Ruler warriors, he was still not a Prospective Emperor warrior. However, the man in front of him was different. He was a Prospective Emperor.

He did not want to be humble. He did not think that he was inferior to the man in front of him. He was confident that as long as he wanted to, he could break through to the Prospective Emperor at any time.

This was also the reason why he dared to come to the Haotian Saint Land so casually.

At this moment, in the spatial zone where many emperors had descended, Sword Emperor Wusheng and Fiend Emperor had also started fighting fiercely.

The battle between the two great sovereigns had instantly caused the spatial energy in their surroundings to become chaotic and chaotic. One after another, suffocating energy after another exploded violently, violently impacting their surroundings.

It was because this spatial zone had been modified and tempered. Otherwise, the aftermath of the collision between the two of them would have been enough to tear the spatial zone apart.

The two peerless emperors fought fiercely. The spectators who were watching the battle retreated one after another. They were afraid that they would be affected by the shockwaves of the battle.

At the same time, they watched the great battle with fanatical eyes. This kind of battle was similarly of great value to them. If they could obtain some kind of guidance and inspiration from it, then it would be possible for them to advance even further.

This was especially true for the two great emperors who were fighting. They were not ordinary people. One of them cultivated the most powerful sword attack, while the other cultivated the most tyrannical fiendish energy. They were both top existences known for their battle prowess.

When the two peerless emperors of the Sovereign Dao Space were engaged in an intense battle, a formation that was flickering with light and darkness was also forcefully split open in Strong Wind Secret Realm.

"Let's go into the valley and harvest the spoils of war!" When the formation was broken, wild cheers could be heard coming from the entrance of the valley.

In the end, the people from the Saint Asura Sect were still unable to defend the entrance of the valley.

- The content came from [Miegu Reading]

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