One Thousand Four Hundred and One Emperor Prestige

Wen Ziran frowned slightly, a little surprised, what kind of devil can cover up all his aura in the presence of many masters in Tiandao Villa.

Something is wrong, this devil must have a strong background, otherwise it would be impossible to hide the truth and act rashly.

"It's the devil, kill him!"

Beside Zhao Feng, the top ten swordsmen of the new generation stood up at the same time, drew out their treasured swords and slashed at the man in white.

Among the top ten swordsmen, the lowest level of cultivation is the third level of Tianwu Emperor, and the highest, such as Xingfeng and others, even have the cultivation base of the fifth level of Tianwu Emperor. These nine people attacked at the same time, the kings and emperors of the Seventh Heaven had to back away from the edge for the time being.

"Be careful, this devil is not simple." Wen Ziran thought more deeply, and spoke out vigilantly.

The man in white smiled coldly, the aura on his body was no longer concealed, and the surging devilish energy turned into a black light and soared into the sky. The sky immediately darkened in an instant.

The temperature, which was already extremely cold, dropped sharply again, and the frost was everywhere. Many warriors had their eyebrows and beards frozen.

After this person's aura was no longer hidden, the terrifying King Diwei rushed towards his face, and the faces of the nine people who leaped into the air changed immediately.

"Eightfold Heaven Martial Emperor."

"No, it's the King of the Nine Heavens, and this is a figure at the level of the Demon Emperor!"

The Emperor of the Nine Heavens is the realm of the peak of the emperor, and it is an extremely terrifying realm. There are quite a few kings and great emperors in the Kunlun realm, but there is a ninth-level Tianwu Emperor who can count them with two hands.

In the Abyssal Demon Realm, except for the nine Demon Emperors who have the supreme cultivation level, the other nine people only have the cultivation level of the Ninth Heavenly Martial Emperor.

This white-clothed man has nine levels of cultivation, so there is no need to guess too much, he must be a demon emperor-level existence,

"Back, back quickly!"

Xing Feng, Feng Xingsheng and other nine people were so frightened that they backed away crazily. If a character at the level of a demon emperor strikes with all his strength, even if they survive by luck, they will be seriously injured.

But only now did he know how to retreat, it was obviously too late, the man in white waved his hand and slapped it away.

White snow fluttered, and the vision appeared suddenly, a snow mountain rose from the ground behind him, this one carried the prestige of Wujing Bing.

Puff!

The nine people spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and there were bursts of cracking sounds from the bones in their bodies, and they were slammed into the air, and many of them passed out on the spot.

With just one slap, he defeated the nine great swordsmen of the new generation. For a while, people were panicked and the scene was in chaos.

The man in white obviously didn't come here to kill people, he glanced at Wen Ziran coldly, and stomped on the ground with his foot.

A gust of snow wave came, forcing Wen Ziran to block with a knife, retreating again and again.

No one dared to help, and no one dared to stop the existence of this demon emperor level, because that would only lead to a dead end.

The fate of the nine swordsmen of the new generation is a good example.

Suddenly, there was no one else around the knife washing pool. The man in white moved quickly, jumped into the knife washing pool, and aimed directly at the eternal ice.

Click!

But at some point, a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the water, and the man in white who jumped off passed through the white mist-like cold air and landed heavily on the ice.

His footsteps slipped, he staggered, and almost fell.

"Ice?" The Snow Demon Emperor steadied his body and frowned, his will of ice and snow had reached its peak, unmatched by anyone. At first glance, I found that the ice was a bit weird and not quite right.

But time was urgent, and there was no time to think about it, so I raised my hand and took a picture.

The ice surface shattered in an instant, turning into countless small ice cubes, and the expected water surface did not appear. Instead, it was a raging flame, and the white-clothed man's face changed slightly. He realized that the flame was not simple, and quickly dodged away.

Fortunately, he didn't overdo it, if he allowed the Snow God Flame to pounce, even if he was the Demon Emperor, he would have to spend a lot of effort to destroy it.

The man in white's face darkened. After such a delay, he knew that his chance to calmly take the Eternal Ice was gone.

Wu Xiaotian will be here soon.

He looked in the direction of the reincarnation chariot, stretched out his finger, and nine storms formed out of thin air, sandwiching the sky full of ice and snow, and swept away, blocking all the roads of Xiao Chen.

broken!

In the chariot, Xiao Chen was startled and struck with one hand, and the seven divine weapons turned into dim lights and flashed away, stabbing violently towards the ice banquet.

The seven ice feasts burst into pieces, and the aftermath swept wildly, causing the entire space to tremble violently.

The buildings around the knife washing pool collapsed one by one, and terrible cracks appeared on the ground.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror, only the Wuying Sword King dared to fight this demon emperor-level existence, and they would not be able to catch even half a move.

The Chariot of Samsara took two steps back, narrowly dodging the two ice feast storms coming from the pincer attack.

The two ice feasts collided violently, and there was a loud noise, and the aftermath swept away.

The curtains of the reincarnation chariot were all blown up, and Xiao Chen, who was the first among them, had a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and suffered some internal injuries.

"stop!"

Just as the white-clothed man was about to continue to attack, a flash of a knife flashed and flew towards him, but it was Wu Xiaotian who rushed over.

"Snow Demon Emperor, you are really honored to sneak into my Tiandao Villa alone." Wu Xiaotian said coldly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the audience was shocked. It turned out that it was really a demon emperor who killed him.

The Snow Demon Emperor said indifferently: "You're welcome, if it wasn't because of your strength, other demons would be discovered when they approached Tiandao Villa. Why do I need it, come here in person."

Wu Xiaotian said calmly: "Let's go, you have lost your chance to get the Eternal Ice again. Ying Zongtian, and Sword King Liu Xiaoyun are all rushing towards this place, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave even if you want to. "

With eyes as sharp as a precious knife, Wu Xiaotian said in a cold voice.

The man in white didn't speak, and met Wu Xiaotian's gaze, a silent confrontation unfolded in the air. The two top Martial Emperors launched a competition for the king's imperial prestige.

Rumble!

The entire Tiandao Villa began to tremble violently, and countless buildings collapsed. In the surrounding starry sky arena, statues exploded one by one. In the starry sky, it was like huge fireworks.

The emperor's prestige was surging, and the fighters from all directions were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. They only felt cold sweat and the pressure was like a mountain, and they didn't dare to move.

The two great emperors, you come and go, causing great changes in the world.

Wu Xiaotian held a treasured sword linking heaven and earth, its sharpness was reckless and unstoppable. The Snow Demon Emperor possessed a thick and powerful demonic power, like a blizzard, with a peerless domineering aura that would freeze the world.

Initially, the two were evenly matched and refused to give in to each other.

But half an hour later, Wu Xiaotian gradually showed a trace of fatigue. This kind of high-intensity battle of imperial prestige was exhausting.

"master!"

Wen Ziran's complexion darkened, and he was anxious and wanted to help, but under the double pressure of the two great Nine Heavens Peak Emperor Wudi, he couldn't move for a moment at all.

The people present all began to get anxious, once the momentum fell into a disadvantage, the winner would be decided in the next second.

The corner of Snow Demon Emperor's mouth turned up slightly: "Wu Xiaotian, if it was before, I should be leaving now. But now, I have changed my mind, because you... are old!"

Kaka!

But at this moment, at this most delicate moment, the reincarnation chariot shook.

Xiao Chen in the car gritted his teeth and tried hard to control his body to get rid of the oppression of the two great emperors. The shaking frequency of the chariot became more and more intense, Xiao Chen gave a light drink, and seven magic weapons fell to the ground.

They shot up and returned to their sheaths one after another. All of a sudden, Xiao Chen broke free completely. His eyes were fixed, his right hand was slapped suddenly, and the reincarnation chariot rolled quickly.

With thousands of fighters at the scene and no one moving, he left

come out.

The chariot approached slowly, and the powerful aura on his body merged with Wu Xiaotian's aura, piercing the sky like a sharp blade.

The Snow Demon Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood, retreated wildly, and was defeated at the most critical moment of the momentum competition.

"Snow Demon Emperor, don't get out!" Wu Xiaotian cursed coldly.

"Wu Xiaotian, don't give me a second chance, you won't be so lucky next time."

Looking at the reincarnation chariot with extreme resentment, the Snow Demon Emperor left in embarrassment, not daring to stay for long.

After he left completely, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Wu Xiaotian's mouth, he staggered and took several steps back.

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