Chapter 1139 Is This the End?

"How dare you!"

With a roar, Yuwen Xuanyin's magic power shook to break free from the restraints. Without waiting for the subsequent pressure to come, he smashed the crystal ruler to the ground. When the ruler touched the ground, it suddenly turned into a huge crystal hammer. With a "bang", the broken stones flew everywhere. The fierce impact force broke the "drawn on the ground as a prison".

Without a pause, he waved his hand and summoned four golden flying swords to shake them at Li Chuyi.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

In an instant, the flying swords turned into four streams of light and shot towards Li Chuyi. The mysterious trajectory along the way made it impossible to dodge. Before it came to him, he felt a sense of skin and flesh being torn apart.

"Fuck, have you any shame? Zhuxian Sword Formation!"

Li Chuyi was also speechless. He urged Dao Yuan to break free from the restraints and slapped the animal skin scabbard heavily with his backhand.

"Yuelun, come out! Luxian Sword Formation!"

"Pretending!" Yuwen Xuanyin sneered.

"You too?" The little fat man retorted.

During the mockery, the flying sword and dozens of rotating moon wheels were entangled together. The moon wheels dissipated one by one in the sound of metal clashing. Although the flying sword was not damaged, its momentum was blocked.

With a slightly gloomy look, Yuwen Xuanyin hesitated for only a moment before making up his mind. He did not advance but retreated to distance himself, and the mana in his body was all agitated.

"Today, I will show you what the real Ascension Period looks like!"

Letting go of the crystal hammer, he stretched out his arms and shook them vigorously, and then instantly combined the seal formulas and changed them continuously. At the end, he held his right hand in the air, and his left hand tightly grasped his right wrist. All the mana in his body was poured into his right hand, and the Dao seeds in his dantian resonated with the surrounding heaven and earth.

"The Emperor's Way" - The Emperor is coming!"

As the two words came out, the air around him changed in an instant. Li Chuyi's expression changed drastically. He felt like he was trapped in the other party's palm. As long as the other party gently grasped his life, he would be dead immediately.

Looking at Li Chuyi's slightly panicked face, Yuwen Xuanyin smiled coldly with satisfaction, and glanced at Yanlinghuang and Mu Fangli, but saw that neither of them was moved. Only Xiong Jiang frowned as if he wanted to attack. He took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and finally did not dare to be completely cruel.

"Today is just a competition, it won't take your life, don't worry!"

The words were said to Li Chuyi, but they were said to the people outside the venue.

After saying that, Yuwen Xuanyin no longer thought about it, and slowly clenched his right hand.

"Heaven is the emperor, I am the emperor, I will do justice for heaven, and grant you a death, and you will be wronged!"

When the last word came out, his right hand clenched into an empty fist. Li Chuyi instantly felt that his whole body tightened severely, as if he was infiltrated by something and wrapped from the inside to the outside, and an extremely dangerous breath came to his nose.

Even after using several methods, he still couldn't break free from the strange bondage. Only the chaotic energy around the soul could eliminate it, but there was only a trace of chaotic energy, which was not very useful.

Helplessly, Li Chuyi could only watch that thing entangled with him. He felt that the other party's move was very similar to the Taoist's words and spirits that he had told him. The cause and effect were all in a thought. Unless the Taoist was more advanced than the other party, you would die if he wanted you to die. It was useless to hide at the end of the world.

However, the words and spirits were holy magic, more powerful than most immortal methods. Except for extremely rare talents, those who were not extraordinary could not use it.

In other words, his ancestor Sanyuan Taoist should be able to do it, but his master and the other three Tiandao uncles could not. Of course, with the help of the three Tiandao uncles in the Yin-Yang buckle, they could also use it, but that was only in the Yin-Yang buckle. They could never do it in the real world outside. Even if they could use it reluctantly, it would most likely backfire, and they would be in a tragic situation where their souls would be scattered and completely annihilated.

Yuwen Xuanyin did not have these conditions, and he could not use even a single one of them even if he added up 10,000 of them. But the current situation was very similar to the Word Spirit, and Li Chuyi could not figure out what was going on for a while.

Could it be that "The Imperial Way" was derived from a certain Word Spirit secret method?

Unable to figure it out, and without time to think about it, Li Chuyi was anxiously thinking about how to crack it. Unfortunately, it was fruitless. The Taoist priest only mentioned this matter to him, and did not tell him how to resolve it. Presumably, the Taoist priest did not expect that he would encounter such a strange thing one day.

"Beg for mercy!"

Yuwen Xuanyin's voice sounded in his mind.

"Just beg for mercy, and I will stop, how about that?"

How could Li Chuyi not understand what he meant? This was to save the face he lost after being injured before, and to make himself, the eldest prince, a laughing stock.

At other times, the little fat man might have begged for mercy. Life is the most important thing in the world, and face and other things must stand behind life.

But it's not possible now. Emperor Yanling is watching from the side, and Hai Wufeng is still in prison. If he loses his momentum and loses the face of Emperor Yanling, how can Hai Wufeng live?

Besides, Yuwen Xuanyin is too sinister and dirty. Li Chuyi doesn't like him very much. He would rather eat dog shit than bow to him, let alone beg for mercy.

Anyway, the other party doesn't dare to kill him. The little fat man sneered and said, "Beg for mercy? Dream on! Do you dare to kill me?"

"Hehe, I don't dare, but I can make you feel miserable. Few people can bear that feeling, and no one can say whether there will be sequelae. So, 'Big Brother' should be smarter. Knowing how to make choices is the way to survive, isn't it?"

"That's yours, not mine!"

Li Chuyi's eyes were firm.

"It's just uncomfortable, what's the big deal, what crime haven't I suffered? You can use whatever means you have. It just so happens that I have been too comfortable recently, so it's good to take this opportunity to relax my muscles!"

With a frown on his face, Yuwen Xuanyin said in a voice transmission: "Have you thought about it? I can't control this move either. Once I make a move, I can't stop it just because I want to!"

"Hurry up, what are you wasting time for! If I snort, I'll be your grandson. I want to see how you can make me suffer!"

What a fool!

He cursed in his heart, and a cold light flashed in Yuwen Xuanyin's eyes, and his clenched hands tightened immediately.

Li Chuyi felt his body being squeezed hard, and then... nothing happened.

Nothing happened.

There was no scar on his body. After checking himself for a long time to confirm that he had no internal injuries, the little fat man was stunned. He poked and touched here and there in disbelief, and finally looked up at Yuwen Xuanyin with a blank face.

"That's it? Are you kidding me? What happened to the pain you said you would be in?"

Yuwen Xuanyin was also stunned. He looked at his hand in disbelief, then looked up at Li Chuyi and thought for a long time to confirm that he was not wrong. Li Chuyi was indeed suppressed just now, but...

But why didn't anything happen? !

He was prepared to use it again, and this time he would do his best. He used the most powerful means but the opponent didn't even break his skin. If this got out, wouldn't he, the second prince, be laughed to death?

The seal formula was paused as soon as it started. Yuwen Xuanyin touched his nose in confusion, looked down at the blood on his fingertips, and was stunned for a moment.

Backlash? !

As soon as these two words came out, the severe pain from the soul spread all over his body. Yuwen Xuanyin couldn't help screaming, and then half-knelt on the ground, covering his mouth and nose tightly and groaning. Blood couldn't stop flowing from between his fingers, and blood was flowing from his eyes and ears.

The fat man was completely dumbfounded.

Looking at himself and then at the surroundings, he scratched his head in confusion, and never figured out what was going on.

It was the other party who had restrained him and used magical means to make him unable to escape, but how come the other party was the one who got hurt in the end?

Was it that the method itself was self-defeating, or did the young master invisibly practice some kind of unparalleled feat of defeating the enemy without fighting?

Thinking carefully, both seemed unlikely. If the "Huang Dao Jue" had such a big flaw, it would not have become Dayan's national magic. As for the latter, Li Chuyi himself did not believe it.

"Hey, are you okay?" the little fat man asked.

Yuwen Xuanyin wanted to speak, but he vomited blood more violently, and even the Dao seed in his Dantian began to feel torn, as if it was about to break.

In shock, he quickly set up several layers of protection around him, and then took out a magic pill from the storage bag and swallowed it reluctantly, and his face looked a little better.

This result was not what he expected, and most of the people present did not expect it. The reason why I say the vast majority is because there are four people whose expressions remain unchanged, as if they had known this all along.

These four people are none other than Yuwen Tailuo, Yuwen Taihao, Mu Fangli and Wen Lao.

The first two practiced the "Imperial Way Jue" together and their realm is extremely high. They also know many secrets of the "Imperial Way Jue", so it is not surprising. Although Mu Fangli and Wen Lao have not practiced it, they are quite familiar with the secrets of the "Imperial Way Jue". They know that the moves used by Yuwen Xuanyin involve a mysterious force. He bombarded Li Chuyi with the imperial luck he nurtured.

If it were an ordinary person, Yuwen Xuanyin would never fall to this point even if he failed. Unfortunately, his opponent is Li Chuyi, a monster cultivated by the Yuwen and Mu families.

With the blood of the two families and the careful preparation before birth, Li Chuyi was born with great luck. Even the Emperor of Yanling couldn't help but want to draw his fate to supplement the national luck of Dayan. How could his luck be shaken by Yuwen Xuanyin's realm?

That's why they didn't move at all, watching Yuwen Xuanyin getting bored coldly.

And this was when they didn't know about the origin soul. If they knew that Li Chuyi's soul was actually the origin soul, and they knew something about the origin soul, they would be more indifferent than now.

The origin soul is extremely stable, and it is almost impossible for it to produce inner demons, and it is also very difficult to be invaded by external demons. In addition, with the magnificent vitality nurtured by the blood of the real dragon, it is almost impossible to rely on the fate of the dark spirit to control his life and death, at least it is impossible for Yuwen Xuanyin to do it at his level.

If conventional means were used, Yuwen Xuanyin would naturally win with his higher cultivation than Li Chuyi. But he wanted to save face so much that he not only had to win but also had to win beautifully, so he used the most powerful method he could use in "The Imperial Way".

In this way, he could easily take down Li Chuyi, and take the opportunity to show his excellence to Emperor Yanling and the court officials. Yuwen Xuanyin would certainly not hesitate to kill two birds with one stone. Unfortunately, his opponent was a freak. What he did was equivalent to using his short hand to attack his long hand. He immediately hit his head against the south wall and suffered a great loss.

Fortunately, he did not kill him, otherwise the backlash would not be as simple as spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. His own imperial luck would collapse and the "Imperial Way Jue" might be directly useless.

Staring fiercely at Li Chuyi, Yuwen Xuanyin's expression was uncertain. He attacked first but was full of fear. He did not dare to act rashly before he understood the situation.

The little fat man did not pursue him. After seeing that the other party had stopped bleeding, he scratched his head stupidly, suppressed his doubts and smiled wickedly.

"Hey, are you still fighting? Do you want to eat some brown sugar first?"