Chapter 1691 Defeating the Emperor Has No Way!

Huang Wudao was slapped fiercely on the face by Ling Xiao in front of everyone in the Temple of War, which made him feel ashamed and angry, and hated Ling Xiao to the extreme in his heart.

This is simply a great shame for him, and Ling Xiao's life must be used to wash it away!

"Two moves already! Huang Wudao, this last move, I will convince you to lose!"

Ling Xiao said lightly, the sharpness in his eyes became more and more dazzling.

"You are dreaming! Long Aotian, give me your life!"

Huang Wudao roared angrily, and in an instant, the whole body was filled with terrifying holy light, streaks of thunder and light intertwined, and he held it across the sky, forming a purple saber in the void, exuding a monstrous sharpness.

He pushed the strength of his body to the extreme, and slashed towards Ling Xiao with a knife across the sky, as if the world was divided into two halves by the knife, and the blazing light of the knife illuminated everyone's face.

And that purple saber exuded a vast holy power, as if it was Thunder Emperor's saber, containing the original power of the Thunder Dao, capable of crushing the sky and cutting the earth into pieces.

That purple sword is a perfect holy treasure!

"Despicable! You don't let Junior Brother Long use the Fantian Seal, why does Huang Wudao use the perfect holy treasure?"

The disciples of the War God Temple suddenly became furious, and their eyes were full of angry light.

"It's so shameless! Damn, this grandson is really shameless, even more shameless and obscene than I, I really want to kick him in the face!"

The black donkey also cursed with wide eyes.

"Don't be afraid, isn't Junior Brother Long without a perfect holy treasure? This Huang Wudao will definitely be defeated!"

Tian Gang also smiled coldly.

At this moment, all the disciples of the God of War Temple were united in the same hatred, and they felt extremely disgusted with Huang Wudao, and eagerly hoped that Ling Xiao could create a miracle and defeat Huang Wudao.

"Huangtai, you actually handed over the Judgment Sky Sword to Huang Wudao, you are really a good trick!"

Liu Wenzheng stared at Huangtai with an ugly face and said.

Liu Wenzheng recognized that the Judgment Sky Saber in Huang Wudao's hand was exactly Huangtai's former saber, and it even contained a trace of Huangtai's power of the holy way, which was unparalleled.

Huangtai said indifferently: "I have given Huang Wudao the Judgment Heaven Knife long ago, and now it is his natal treasure! Apart from Fan Tianyin, we didn't say that we can't use other holy treasures, right?"

"Shameless!"

Liu Wenzheng snorted coldly, his eyes were full of worry, wondering if Ling Xiao could take over the Heavenly Judgment Sword.

Rumble!

That knife fell towards Ling Xiao, and there was a power to destroy everything in the blade, which made Ling Xiao feel a strong threat.

It can be said that Huang Wudao's knife is not Huang Wudao's own power at all, but the power of the holy way that Huang Tai's meaning is contained in the ruling heaven knife.

It's like Ling Xiao's opponent suddenly changed to Huang Tai.

It turned out that this was Huangtai's killer move!

Ling Xiao's gaze was as cold as iron. He still stood there, as if he hadn't seen the Judgment Heavenly Sword come down at all, but behind Ling Xiao, there was a vast and incomparable dead air, which instantly made the sky in violent shock.

"roll!"

Ling Xiao shouted violently, and slapped down on Huang Wudao!

The breath of death and life intertwined around Ling Xiao, and a phantom of the Three Thousand Worlds seemed to form behind him, giving his palm an unrivaled divine power.

In an instant, Ling Xiao's power soared instantly, surpassing the aura of the God King Realm directly, directly reaching the peak Half Saint Realm, and then slapped fiercely on the Judgment Sky Knife.

Behind Ling Xiao, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious figure emerging!

Click!

The Heavenly Judgment Knife trembled violently, and the light of the knife all over the sky exploded suddenly. Ling Xiao's palm seemed to open up the cycle of life and death. Even the Heavenly Judgment Knife couldn't resist the power of this palm. flew out.

Ling Xiao's palm slapped Huang Wudao's chest, and a huge blood hole suddenly appeared,

Smash Huang Wudao into pieces directly, blasting into a blood mist in the void.

Huang Wudao screamed again and again, his primordial spirit escaped from his body in an instant, his eyes were full of terror, and he fled towards Huangtai!

"Old Ancestor, save me!"

Huang Wudao roared, his voice trembling violently.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao's palm continued to slap towards Huang Wudao.

boom!

At this moment, a divine light flashed in Huangtai's eyes, and with a wave of his sleeve, a purple light rose up, directly blocking Ling Xiao's palm, and then took Huang Wudao's primordial spirit into his sleeve among.

"If you hit the young one, the old one can't help it? The genius disciple of the Nine Layers Emperor Que, that's all!"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, looking directly at Huang Tai with a hint of disdain.

"Long Aotian, you have the power of the Holy Dao in your body. Is that the King of Thunder Ling? It's not your own strength to defeat Huang Wudao with the power of King Lei Ling. Are you proud?"

Huang Tai said with a blank face, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

He has already seen that the Judgment Sky Knife just now was extremely terrifying. Ling Xiao couldn't resist it at all, but at the last moment, a semi-holy peak power erupted in his body, which not only knocked the Judgment Sky into the air. The knife even destroyed Huang Wudao's physical body.

That half-holy peak power naturally came from King Lei Ling.

Ling Xiao sneered coldly and said: "Joke! You can keep your own power in the Judgment Sky Knife, but that is not Huang Wudao's own strength. Why can't I use King Lei Ling's power? If only my own Strength, I kill him like a dog!"

"You are presumptuous!"

Huang Yu's face turned cold, and his eyes suddenly shot with murderous intent, staring at Ling Xiaodao firmly.

Huang Wudao's fiasco was like Ling Xiao slapped them hard on the face, making Huang Yu furious, wishing he could kill Ling Xiao now.

"You are presumptuous! Elder Huangtai, Huang Wudao has been defeated. I should have the qualifications to challenge you now, right?"

Ling Xiao scolded Huang Yu, then looked at Huang Tai and said indifferently.

Seeing that Ling Xiao even wanted to challenge Huang Tai, everyone in the Temple of War showed admiration in their eyes, and everyone's blood boiled with enthusiasm.

The people from Jiuchongdi Que were ashamed in the Temple of War God, which made them all feel a sense of prestige.

But at this moment, no one dared to despise Ling Xiao anymore.

Ling Xiao used his battle with Huang Wudao to prove his current strength and won the awe of everyone. Even many true disciples of the Temple of War God admired Ling Xiao.

"Very good! Long Aotian, since you want to challenge this old man, then I will give you my blessing! But this old man doesn't want to bully the small, how about we still limit ourselves to three moves?"

Huang Tai took a deep look at Ling Xiao, lowered his eyelids, and said expressionlessly.

But Huang Yu was shocked. He knew that Ling Xiao had finally angered the ancestor, and the ancestor was really angry. Ling Xiao's repeated provocations finally made Huang Tai act desperately.

When the saint got angry, he laid down millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting away!

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