From Prince Wuxin's point of view, there was no suspense in the competition between Di Xin and him.

The other party seemed to have similar cultivation level to Mo Li, but he was obviously not as good as Mo Li.

In addition to being a warrior at the fifth-step void realm, Mo Li is also a powerful talisman master, which makes his true strength at least around the seventh-step void realm.

But the Emperor Xin in front of him did not have any mental fluctuations in his body. He was truly a warrior.

"What if I don't want to?"

The corner of Di Xin's mouth curled up in a cold arc.

"Then you are asking for death!"

Prince Wuxin shouted loudly, and a figure quickly rushed out.

An astonishing divine power burst out from Prince Wuxin's body.

As Ji Bokang said, Prince Wuxin practiced the imperial martial arts of the Immortal Emperor.

In order to win the battle quickly, he used the Emperor Yuan Thousand Slash in the Emperor Yuan Slash as soon as he entered the battle.

Prince Wuxin's wrist shook, and the divine power instantly transformed into countless blades, snow-white half-moon-shaped blades, attacking Emperor Xin in an outflanking manner.

Di Xin, who was in the middle of the Emperor Yuan Thousand Blades, didn't even move his eyelids, let alone dodge.

In fact, he has nowhere to hide.

Prince Wuxin's Emperor Yuan Thousand Slash offensive was like a continuous tide, with thousands of divine blades coming at him like moths flapping their wings.

Everyone in Huangzhi's lineage became frightened.

"Master, will he be okay? If not, we will give up."

Xiao Quntian looked worriedly at the restricted area.

"Di Xin will be fine."

Ye Lingyue has a kind of trust that is almost blind faith in her men. Besides, at this point, the outcome is no longer up to Xiao Qiantian. Even if he wants to admit defeat, Lao Qiantian is afraid

Nor will he agree.

From the corner of Ye Lingyue's eyes, she glanced at Lao Qiantian, who had a cautious look on his face.

Within the confinement, Emperor Xin faced thousands of blades without any fear in his eyes.

"Imperial Sword Formation."

Around Di Xin, the five-step void realm's divine power quickly condensed.

But he saw his long hair flying, and white strands of divine power, like silk hair, surged out of his body.

Slowly, there were more and more silk hairs, and they quickly expanded and turned into sword energy.

The sword energy was like a fish, swimming around Di Xin's body.

When Prince Wuxin's Emperor Yuan Thousand Slash came to kill him, the free sword energy rushed forward like a big fish swallowing a small one.

Thousands of blades collided with the sword energy.

The sword energy like swimming fish was really like a school of fish, devouring the Emperor Yuan Thousand Blades, but those sword energy expanded at an alarming speed.

"What kind of martial arts is that?"

Outside the field, the gods and Huangzhi were all shocked when they saw this.

"It's not just martial arts, it's also mixed with formation techniques. This man turns out to be an formation master. No wonder he is so confident that he will definitely be able to defeat Prince Wu Xin."

It was also the first time for Lao Qiantian to see this kind of sword formation that combined martial arts.

"Sword array?"

Mo Li was also quite surprised, but the shock in his eyes quickly subsided.

Even if the opponent has special sword formation martial arts, as long as Prince Wuxin uses that move, the opponent may not be able to gain much benefit.

When Mo Li joined the God Clan faction, he originally wanted to be the leader.

But after accidentally seeing Prince Wuxin using Emperor Yuan Zhan, he changed his mind.

Prince Wuxin was inherited from the Immortal Emperor.

Thousands of years later, due to his old age, few people in later generations knew that the Immortal God Emperor was actually best at swordsmanship.

Few people have ever seen the sword skills of the Immortal God Emperor's lineage.

Prince Wuxin received this inheritance from the Immortal Emperor.

There are four levels of swordsmanship: entry, advanced, perfection, and heaven and human realm.

Prince Wuxin, on the other hand, has been practicing swordsmanship for hundreds of years and has reached perfection not long ago. If he uses all his strength, the small sword formation in front of him will be no match for him.

While Mo Li was thinking, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Prince Wu Xin had already realized that the advanced Emperor Yuan Thousand Slash was not enough to repel Emperor Xin.

"You forced me to do this. I didn't want to take your life at first."

Prince Wuxin's eyes sharpened, and his whole aura changed again.

He vomited in his chest and abdomen, and the Emperor Yuan Qian Zhan, which had been swallowed up by Emperor Xin's sword energy, quickly retreated like water.

The blade fell into his palm and condensed together. The new blade continued to compress and condense.

Behind Prince Wuxin, a half-moon slowly rose.

At this time, it was still daytime.

Where did the moon come from!

That is not the moon, but the sword moon transformed into a city by the energy of the blade.

After cultivating Emperor Yuan Zhan to the perfection state, he can gather his blades to form the moon.

The moon blade pours down like a mountain. Under this sword, not only the human body but also the human soul will be struck to pieces.

That kid is doomed.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth raised, as if he had seen the moment when Emperor Xin was defeated.

Inexplicably, he didn't like Di Xin, maybe because that person was comparable to him in appearance and strength.

But just when everyone thought that victory or defeat was decided... Emperor Yuan Slash fell, only a short distance away from Emperor Xin.

The blade was about to split open his body.

But the blade fell into the air, and the next thing was the figure, which disappeared.

"!"

Prince Wuxin's eyes narrowed.

When Di Xin's figure appeared again, it was already in mid-air.

His eyes were stern, his throat moved, and he heard a roar of anger that penetrated the world.

Countless swimming fish sword energy quickly condensed in mid-air, and merged with Di Xin's figure.

"That's right!"

Lao Quntian, Mo Li and others all looked into the air at the same time.

Man and sword unite!

The realm of heaven and man!

A giant sword that reached the sky shot out of the air, and with an astonishing force, it slashed down horizontally.

Like a giant ax breaking through the mountains.

When Emperor Xin's sword met Prince Wuxin's sword.

There was a sound of collapse and shattering in the mirror.

The moon was broken.

There was a trace of blood on Prince Wuxin's forehead, and the sky-holding sword stood majestically in front of him.

"You lost."

The sword disappeared.

Emperor Xin stood in front of Prince Wuxin.

For a moment, Prince Wuxin couldn't tell whether the thing in front of him was a human or a sword.

A trace of blood appeared on Prince Wuxin's forehead.

"The combination of man and sword, the realm of heaven and man, you have actually reached the realm of heaven and man."

Prince Wuxin seemed to have lost his soul. His previous self-confidence and domineeringness were completely shattered by the giant sword of Qingtian just like Daoyue.

He was in despair and collapsed on the ground. His pride as a proud man of heaven was completely shattered at this moment.

Emperor Xin walked out of the restriction, and the restriction was unmistakable in front of him.

"Who are you anyway?"

Mo Li quickly stepped forward and helped Prince Wuxin.

Di Xinfeng raised his eyes, and he smelled a trace of familiar scent on Mo Li's body.
Chapter completed!