Emperor of the North Chapter 744

Chapter 744 - Arrogant Sword Ending Defeat Wan Jiansan

The shape of this two hundred meter long demonic palm was very peculiar. It was completely dark and its surface was covered with pieces of black dragon scales. On the palm of the demonic palm, there was even a dark golden 'swastika' character imprint.

The 'swastika' character continued to rotate in the palm of the demonic palm, absorbing a large amount of pure elemental energy from the heaven and earth into the demonic palm, causing it to look even more strange and mysterious.

"What a powerful zhen yuan strength, how could this guy absorb all of the energy in a dozen or so pieces of the mesogenic crystal in one go, and then activate this sacred art, which requires a strong zhen yuan strength to be fully unleashed!"

Seeing the gigantic devil palm getting closer and closer to him, Wan Jiansan muttered to himself in shock, but despite his shock, he did not have the intention to wait for death. The long sword in his hand suddenly transformed into two, two, four, four, eight, and they quickly split into three thousand six hundred white sword qi.

Following the appearance of the three thousand six hundred white sword Qis, Wan Jiansan formed a seal with both hands, and then pointed at the demonic palm above his head, causing the three thousand six hundred sword beams floating outside his body, following the release of his finger, they started to spin extremely fast, and then transformed into a torrent of sword aura, flying up in the sky and striking towards Li Mu's Great Demonic Grief Palm.

"Boom!"

When the three thousand six hundred sword Qis and the Great Demonic Palm met in midair without any obstructions, Li Mu and Wan Jiansan's two great abilities met, and a violent explosion occurred in midair right away. Soon after, a ring of extremely dense zhenyuan force expanded and swept out, causing the space around them to distort and distort.

Clang! "Clang!"

The black devil palm did not slow down in the slightest, and shattered all of the sword beams that had clashed with it into pieces. In the blink of an eye, half of the three thousand six hundred sword beams shattered, and the black devil palm continued to fall down toward Wan Jiansan. In that short period of time, it was less than thirty meters away from Wan Jiansan.

Seeing that his own sacred art attack was unable to stop Li Mu's descending demonic palm, Wan Jiansan's face became gloomy, he quickly raised his hand and tapped on the remaining half of the white sword qi, causing the more than 1000 white sword qi to fall towards him, and directly enter Wan Jiansan's body.

After over a thousand white lines of Sword Qi entered his body, the white runes on Wan Jiansan's body surged out, following that, his body became distorted, and in the end, turned into a white flying sword that was over ten metres long.

"Myriad Manifestation Sword Technique, One with the sword, One with the sword!"

After transforming into a sword, Wan Jiansan immediately roared out, he then transformed into a sharp sword light, flying straight towards the black demon palm that was only 20 metres away from him.

"Clang!"

An ear-piercing sound spread out in all directions, and the white longsword that Wan Jiansan had transformed into clashed with Li Mu's Great Demonic Palm in midair. The tip of the white longsword directly blocked the black golden 'Swastika' symbol on the palm of the black demon palm, and actually forcibly blocked the black devil palm that was about to fall.

When the black demon palm was blocked by the white sword, Li Mu who was in mid air had already arrived at the top of the devil palm. He pressed his right palm fiercely on the back of the devil palm and the true essence in his body continuously poured into the devil palm beneath him, strengthening the devil palm's might.

Inside the white sword, the faint outline of Wan Jiansan's figure could be seen. At the moment, his right hand was like a sword finger, just right at the tip of the sword, bringing along a whole body of Sword Qi, resisting the might of the Great Demonic Palm.

"What do you think, Wan Jiansan? This palm of mine is not bad right? If it were not for the fact that you are an opponent of the same cultivation level as me, ordinary people would not even be qualified to enjoy such treatment!"

Li Mu said while coldly laughing as he used one hand to resist the black devil palm.

"Humph!" It was only this much! It was nothing! If you have the ability, then break my ability to transform my body into a sword! "

Although it took a lot of effort for him to resist Li Mu's Great Demonic Palm, it was definitely not an easy task to make an expert of his level, who could be considered a king, surrender. This was because a sword cultivator's personality could be described with one word, and that was arrogance.

"Ha hha, good! If that's the case, then I'll just put in more effort!"

Seeing that Wan Jiansan's mouth was so tough, Li Mu laughed coldly, and then, a black light flashed in his eyes, and a magic imprint quickly spread out on his face. At the same time, six black True Illusions of the four-armed war demon suddenly formed inside Li Mu's body, and these six Battle Demon True Shadow quickly merged with Li Mu into one, causing the zhen yuan qi on Li Mu's body to suddenly soar, from the early stage of Tongxuan to catching up to the True King.

As Li Mu and the four-armed war demon's true image merged together, the sky above him began to surge with the energy of heaven and earth rapidly, finally forming the image of a golden Buddha and the image of a four-armed war demon.

After the Great Buddha and four-armed war demon phantoms appeared, many of the people below the stage involuntarily stood up, their faces were filled with stupidity, Li Mu had actually materialized two completely different types of vitality, one Buddha and one Devil, the Buddha was kind and proud, the two of them were opposites of each other, but both of them had appeared in mid air.

"Break for me!"

A wild roar spread out from Li Mu's mouth in the air as the true essence on his body boiled, and he once again raised his hand to strike the Great Demonic Palm in front of him. Following the fall of Li Mu's palm, the golden buddha's and four-armed war demon's phantasm in the air above reached out their right hands at the same time, and descended towards Li Mu below.

The golden Buddha palm and the black devil palm fused together in midair naturally, and following the fusion of the black and gold lights, the two gigantic palms once again formed a Great Demonic Palm in mid air, which then landed on the Great Demonic Palm beneath Li Mu's feet, instantly merging into one.

"Rumble!"

The void shattered, releasing a series of loud booms. Along with the fusion of the two huge palms, the two hundred meter long black palms released an even more powerful might, and with a 'clang' sound, the great sword broke down into pieces. The white sword that was resisting the black palms broke apart, and then, the two halves of the black palms fell onto the stage below.

After the demon palm landed, the entire jade ring released a series of violent tremors, and then, a series of cracks quickly spread out, in a short period of time, the entire huge jade ring s all shattered, if not for Luo Zhong who was below the stage controlling the True Essence in his body with all four sides of the stage using his Inhibition Formations, the true essence air wave created from Li Mu's demon palm would not have been able to rush out of the area of the stage.

Silence, deathly silence, looking at the gigantic devil palm on the stage, all the spectators below held their breath, even Wan Xiong who was sitting in his seat, could not help but stand up, his muddy old eyes revealed a look of worry, he looked at the devil palm above the stage and did not say a word, but the true king level True essence pressure in his body could explode at any time.

"Hiss!"

After a while, the demon palm on the stage started to dissipate, following the disappearance of the devil palm, the majority of the people below the stage could not help but take in a breath of cold air. Although the devil palm had disappeared from the stage, it still left behind a gigantic palm print that was more than 200 metres long, which was seven to eight metres deep on the stage.

At this time, Wan Jiansan's entire body was covered with blood, his white robes was completely devoid of any trace of white, and were all dyed red. His body was deformed in many places, and the most eye-catching parts were his four limbs and chest, where the bones were already shattered into pieces.

"Sigh, I've finally settled it!"

After slapping Wan Jiansan to the ground with a palm strike, Li Mu, who was still floating in midair, let out a long sigh. The golden buddha and the illusory image of the four-armed war demon above his head disappeared at the same time.

"Who still won't accept it!?" Come up and fight me! "

Casually glancing at the unknown Wan Jiansan on the stage below, Li Mu instigated his spirit power and shouted towards the thousands of spectators below the stage with a domineering tone.

Looking at the overbearing Li Mu, the Gold Jade Sect and the rest who were below the stage were stunned at first, then all of them revealed excited expressions. Li Mu had fulfilled all the promises he made, defeated all the enemies, and obtained the final victory.

As for the others, the disciples of the toxicotesta, Saber Transformation Gate and Wonderful Beast Gate, the three sects all revealed expressions of disappointment, and even the people from the Xueling Sect s revealed helpless expressions. The ideal middle-aged man for them was actually Wan Jiansan, but it would still be a problem for Wan Jiansan to survive, let alone turning a loss into a victory.

"Sword Three!"

A sorrowful cry came out from Wan Xiong's mouth who was beneath the stage, and following that, he turned into an afterimage as he rushed to the side of Wan Jiansan who was lying inside the gigantic palm print, and helped Wan Jiansan up with a sad face.

"Master …" Lord, I … I can't accept this … I can't accept this … You have to do it for me... "Revenge!"

The life force in Wan Jiansan's body that was supported by Wan Xiong started to dissipate rapidly, the charm in his eyes started to fade quickly, and it looked like he was close to death, but even so, he still desperately grabbed onto Wan Xiong's sleeves and spoke a few words with a face full of unwillingness.

"NO!" You won't die! You are the most beloved grandson of I, Wan Xiong, I, grandpa will not let you die! Definitely not! "

Wan Xiong shook his head. Until now, he still could not accept this fact.

"None... Yes, my five... All of his internal organs … Shattered, primordial spirit … The demonic Qi had eroded most of it. As it was about to dissipate, Primordial Spirit was formed … His body was also something that could not be snatched away from others … Rebirth … Haha … Ha, I never thought that I, Wan Jiansan, would be reduced to such a state. Curtain, your grandson, I, am regretting it, regretting that I did not … He didn't listen to you and his dao heart was affected by a certain emotion … Maybe this is fate! "

As Wan Jiansan said this, his mouth flowed with blood. He glanced at Leng Qingcheng, who was not far from the stage, and saw that Leng Qingcheng did not even look at him, but was actually smiling while raising his head to look at Li Mu. He laughed bitterly, and then, the hand that was tightly grabbing onto Wan Xiong's sleeve fell to the ground.

The young expert, Wan Jiansan, had finally decided to stay in the arena with his life on the line and before he died, he did not even close his eyes. He continued to look at Leng Qingcheng, who was below the arena, and in the end, his proud sword was broken within Li Mu's devil palm.

"AHH!"

Following Wan Jiansan's death, Wan Xiong suddenly roared towards the sky, and a berserk fire attribute zhen yuan qi soared into the sky from his body, instantly attracting everyone's gaze.

"Sword Three!" Didn't you want this woman!? Grandfather, I'll send it over to you right now and let her accompany you on your journey! "

Wan Xiong's eyes flickered with a bewitching red flame, then he roared out loudly. He raised his hand and pointed at Leng Qingcheng, who was below the stage, and a red fire attribute Sword Qi with a terrifying True King's might shot out from his sword fingers, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Leng Qingcheng.

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