Chapter 650: The Emperor

One, two, three... A total of twelve divine lights merged into one, and its power was enough to evaporate a peninsula, causing Pan Wu Tianyi to tremble in fear.

But this full-strength blow was still cut by Fang Xingjian's sword. The long sword cut all the way, as if cutting through white cloth. Fang Xingjian rushed to the front of the gate of heaven with the holy light that everything was divided into two.

Brush's sword slashed at the gate of heaven, and the entire gate of heaven roared violently, like an enraged wild beast, burning white flames all over his body.

"It's useless, you dare to take the initiative to attack the gate of heaven, you are so stupid!" Seeing the gate of heaven being attacked like this, Jacob dismissed it.

This gate of heaven is the sacred armament that the Shengguang clan spent hundreds of years collecting and refining countless natural materials and earthly treasures, and absorbing the beliefs of all living beings for hundreds of years. Especially in the magic circle, blessed by the martial arts will of the six god-level powerhouses, and protected by the power of sunlight for hundreds of miles around, it can be said to be extremely hard, as long as the sunlight is not extinguished, it will be difficult to break.

The blessing of this gate of heaven, compared to the means of arranging the magic circle of the Henry family in the Arctic State to continuously bless the remains of their ancestors for hundreds of years, I don’t know how many times more sublime.

Unless the power output by the attacker exceeds the power of the hundreds of miles of sunlight and the blessing of the six god-level powerhouses at this moment, it will be difficult to break through this large formation.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Jacob's expression froze.

I saw Fang Xingjian snorted coldly, and had already slashed out with another sword. The three white bone long swords floating behind were shining with dazzling light, like three little suns, emitting ten thousand zhang sword light, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation had been fully activated.

The next moment, the white bone dagger in Fang Xingjian's hand was carrying layers of halos, as if cutting through space, with a series of sword marks, it slashed fiercely on the gate of heaven.

There was a loud hiss, like a flash of lightning tearing open the sky, and long sword marks spanning dozens of kilometers, hanging in the sky.

Under the sword marks, the Heaven's Gate was directly torn open with a long opening, almost three-quarters of the entire gate was cut open, and the white light flickered on and off, as if it would go out anytime, anywhere.

"Ah!!" Seeing this scene, Jacob, the patriarch of the Shengguang family, trembled all over, as if a piece of flesh had been dug out of his heart. How not to be angry, how not to be heartbroken.

"Fight with him!" Jacob roared, and when he was about to activate the secret technique, he saw Fang Xingjian's whole body shattered, and the sword light wandered around in the void, with murderous aura rising to the sky.

Patriarch Yetu's martial arts will moved slightly, and he was already shrouded in darkness. With a Chaos attack, his five senses were deprived. Before he could react, he was directly smashed to pieces by a sword light.

The shadow patriarch glared angrily, and the light of more than a dozen high-ranking divine weapons suddenly appeared all over his body, but a line of blood emerged from the center of his brow, and his brain and will had been cut to death.

The patriarch of the mad dragon screamed, his whole body was covered by layers of dragon scales, he directly activated his real dragon blood, and his whole body seemed to become a god-level ferocious animal, but he was still covered by the dragon scales in the void. With a sword from top to bottom, it was cut in half like cutting tofu. The next moment, ten thousand sword lights bloomed on his body, and every piece of flesh and blood and will of the whole person were cut into pieces.

The patriarch of Lei Wang was engulfed by the sword light all over the sky, and his whole body flashed with infinite thunder light, which exploded like a bomb, and his whole body dissipated in the air.

The head of the fantasy dream dodged three sword lights in advance in a row, and there was a light hey in the void, and a sword mark split directly on the head of the fantasy dream, and he had already died under the sword in an instant.

In less than a second, the gate of heaven was smashed, and the five patriarchs died instantly. Jacob also seemed to be poured with cold water, and his whole person changed from anger to panic.

And the bone dagger in Fang Xingjian's hand had already landed on his head.

But just when Jacob was about to be beheaded with a sword, a palm blocked Fang Xingjian.

"Enough, Fang Xingjian."

Behind Jacob, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a crown with a majestic expression stood there at some point.

The man's eyes shone brightly, as if they contained all kinds of human emotions. He seemed to be able to see infinite compassion, kindness, and love, as well as cruelty, cunning, and cold-bloodedness. It was like seeing the entire human society.

He stretched out his palm, and the lines on his palm were like mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, carrying endless power.

With the palm of your hand lightly placed under Fang Xingjian's sword, the long sword that was powerful enough to open the gate of heaven and kill the six god-level powerhouses seemed to have encountered a natural moat, and it was difficult to drop half a point.

Seeing the man behind him, Jacob was taken aback, his eyes filled with horror: "Ah...Alexander?"

The man who appeared in front of him was the lord of the empire, the leader of the Creek royal family, the emperor of the empire—Alexander Creek.

Although they had just said that the emperor was coming, they could resist one or two with the magic circle, but when the strongest man in the empire actually appeared, Jacob felt nothing but endless fear.

Looking at the ruler of the empire, who suppressed the world with his own strength, and led the eight major states for decades, Fang Xingjian's eyes also flashed a strong look of vigilance.

"Fang Xingjian, Jacob, you are all my subjects, don't kill each other." Alexander flicked Fang Xingjian's bone dagger lightly with his finger, Fang Xingjian only felt a slight ripple on the sword, accompanied by a huge shock , he had to take the sword back.

‘This is directly distorting the space to transmit my power, making me fight against myself? ’ Fang Xingjian narrowed his eyes slightly: ‘This method? God level four or five? '

The emperor's power far exceeded Fang Xingjian's expectations. He originally thought that no matter how deep the opponent's accumulation was, no matter how rich the royal family's resources, it would be great to reach the third level of the god level. Level 5, able to fold the space at will, so that he can flick his bone dagger with one finger.

‘If he has a fourth-level god-level cultivation base, then he already has the ability to act on a whim... I see, that’s why he came here to stop me? '

As if he knew what Fang Xingjian was thinking, Alexander looked at Fang Xingjian appreciatively and said, "Fang Xingjian, you are a talent, I appreciate you very much, you and Jacob are my good servants, we should not fight each other.

With this kind of kung fu, one should serve the country well. "