strictlysupreme Chapter 299 The Victory Has Been Decided
Chapter 299 The Victory Has Been Decided
Naturally, the battle above deep space will not be affected by the lack of one or a few people on the ground.
The two lights and shadows moved back and forth, fighting for thousands of rounds in just one moment.
The colorful spiritual brilliance intertwined and collided, and every time they touched, there was a loud noise like thunder.
The situation changed, the sky and the earth turned pale, and large and large space cracks stretched for thousands of miles like spider webs.
Even the Star above the Nine Heavens has a faint tendency to fall.
People on the ground, while watching the battle, were all amazed at how terrifying the battle power of the Ascension Fourth Stage was.
"My god, it's a good thing this battle is not on the ground, otherwise the entire Tianbei City would have been reduced to ruins in just one round."
"Prince Mu and the Cultivation Base Realm of Martial Emperor, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to reach it in this life..."
"Then you say, which of the two of them will be better?"
The question was thrown out, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and no response was received.
There is a silence all around, which makes people feel creepy.
No one dared to speculate, because it was beyond their comprehension.
The god Martial Emperor sneered at everyone.
Because they knew that their second prince was still a strong man from Tianyan Sacred Land hiding nearby, even if His Majesty Martial Emperor lost, the situation of the battle would be reversed as soon as the second prince came out.
On the side of Prince Mu's Mansion, Lin Fu, Wu Qiang and others clenched their fists tightly, looking slightly nervous.
Although they knew that there was a prince and the prince was definitely not in danger, they still hoped that Dage could use his own strength to avenge the brothers and compatriots who passed away that year.
As for the other onlookers and the people of Tianbei City, they were still more inclined to Mu Tianming's side.
Especially Fang Zhenghao, because from the moment the plaque was sent out, there was no way out...
"Brother, do you think that Lord Mu or the Martial Emperor has a better chance of winning?"
Qi Yangming raised his neck and asked subconsciously.
"Lord Mu!"
Chen Zizai blurted out without thinking.
"Oh? Senior brother is actually so optimistic about Lord Mu's strength."
"Because I trust those adults over there."
Chen Zizai replied calmly.
"Even washing the pot with water can heal the old wounds of the master's uncle. Do you think there are other things to consider?"
"Uh...so you already know, senior brother..."
"Nonsense, when you brought it back, I found oily flowers floating on it!"
"..."
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the Cultivation Base fluctuations in deep space to calm down.
The aura of the two violent collisions has also weakened, and one of them has become quite sluggish.
After completely calming down, there was a distressed figure flashing down from the sky, it was Wu Zhenghong, the emperor of the Martial Emperor dynasty.
His face was pale, his hair was disheveled, bloodstains were still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the dragon robe all over his body was only torn into rags by the Spirit Power wind.
If you don't look at the material of the clothes but only look at their condition, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are beggars on the side of the road who can't eat.
On the other hand, Mu Tianming, who landed gracefully with one hand behind his back, only had a few more cracks on his body.
From this point of view, the superior and inferior judge.
"Well, Mu's strength can still be seen."
Mu Tianming smiled lightly.
"Mu Tianming, don't think that you are complacent because you are lucky enough to beat me by one move. I am just careless."
The Martial Emperor was furious.
"Oh, is it so."
Mu Tianming sneered and shook his head.
"It turns out that only one trick can make you a majestic Martial Emperor into a beggar, then your dragon robe is too inferior, hahaha..."
His smile was like a stone stirring up thousands of waves, making Mu Wang's mansion full of laughter.
"you……"
Martial Emperor was short of breath.
The face that was originally pale and bloodless instantly turned red, right up to the ears.
Even Hu Li, who was standing quietly by the side, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Canglan, you must have passed on your sharp mouth with a knife to death from Lord Mu."
"That's right, sister-in-law, haha."
Mu Canglan scratched his head with a dry smile.
"Actually, from the boss..."
Originally, Mu Canglan wanted to say something, but was half scared back by Huo San's sharp eyes, so she had to weakly turn her head away.
On the other side, after a few breaths of calming down, the Martial Emperor can be considered to have regained some sanity.
"Mu Tianming, don't be complacent."
"You are nothing more than stronger than me, can you still compare to many strong men in Tianyan Sacred Land!"
As he spoke, the Martial Emperor finally crushed the Jade Slip in his hand.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, several figures slowly walked out of the space ripples.
Among them, the younger one looks somewhat similar to the Martial Emperor.
This is Wu Rong, the second prince of the Martial Emperor dynasty and one of the three Great Saint sons of Tianyan Sacred Land.
At the very moment when Wu Rong appeared, Huo San clearly felt the murderous aura on Mu Canglan's body, and felt like he couldn't restrain his whole body from coming out.
No wonder, though.
No matter how high Mu Canglan's Cultivation Base is, he is still no more than a hot-blooded young man in his thirties, and it's normal to be restless, not to mention that he has such a boss who has no hatred overnight.
"Son, quickly help the emperor to kill all the people in the Mu Palace!"
The Martial Emperor growled.
But Wu Rong beside him remained indifferent.
"Father, didn't I say that I should be called Lord Son in front of outsiders!"
"this……"
The expression on Martial Emperor's face froze suddenly.
But when he saw the cold-faced old men behind Wu Rong, he had to bow his head again.
So he gritted his teeth and said with cupped hands:
"Master Shengzi, please also take action to eradicate the remnants in Mu Palace!"
"Well, the Holy Son knows."
Wu Rong stood up straight with his hands behind his back, and even looked superior to his father.
"Naturally, I, the Holy Son, will clean up the Prince Mu's Mansion, so you should leave first."
"yes!"
Although the Martial Emperor was unwilling, he had no choice but to bow and step aside.
Because of the few old men standing beside Wu Rong, each of them has reached the point of becoming a fourth stage and a middle stage, which is naturally much stronger than his early stage.
And there is one that has reached the fourth stage late stage of eclosion.
The two small Realms may look like, but if they really fight, it is estimated that the other party can suppress him with a flip of their hands.
There is nothing I can do about my son, but at this time other people in Tianbei City must be erased, and those brought from the court must not be let go.
That way own embarrassment will not be spread.
Thinking about it, a cruel smile flashed on the corner of Martial Emperor's mouth.
Na Wurong took two steps forward in the air, and said condescendingly:
"It's surprising that people who were like dogs of bereavement back then can be revived today... However, a dog of bereavement is a dog of bereavement after all. Even if it regains its strength, so what, it will still be buried in the hands of this holy son."
"You said that was a lost dog!"
Wu Qiang couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted.
"It's you, of course, you, you..."
Wu Rong passed everyone in the Mu Palace below one by one.
"Or rather, all of you."
"Boy, how dare you fight me!"
Wu Qiang shouted again.
"Fight with you?"
Wu Rong sneered.
"It's a joke! How many years have you practiced, and you are ashamed to fight with me."
"If you are of the same generation as you, it will be easy to kill you! Here, I am invincible among my peers!"
"what about me?"
A young man walked out of the crowd, and stepped into the air step by step with a chuckle.
"How about I fight with you?"
Wu Rong's expression froze.
"You are... Mu Canglan?!"