Sheng Fu

Chapter 1175 The End of the Sword...

"Be careful of Mu Chun. His strength is above that of a Martial King. He has already begun to cultivate the Eternal True Essence. Although his Eternal Power is shallow, his killing power is extremely strong." Zhen'an King pretended to be relaxed and secretly transmitted his voice to Pu Weiqing.

Pu Weiqing felt a ripple of emotion. Apart from the Demon Lord, there was actually a second person in the world who had cultivated the Eternal True Essence, but this person had already entered the sea of ​​suffering.

"Do your best in today's battle!" Pu Weiqing replied in secret.

At this moment, Pu Weiqing knew that he was no match for Mu Chunzhi in a one-on-one fight, but he hoped that the Human Emperor and the Spirit Emperor could join forces to deal a heavy blow to the Divine Emperor.

For now, we'll hold on for as long as we can.

Mu Chun gazed solemnly at the terrifying sword energy suspended in the sky. Even when facing a peerless swordsman like Pu Weiqing, he would find it difficult to determine the victor in a short time.

This battle was indeed more difficult than expected.

"Use that move!" Mu Chun glanced at King Wu and said in a deep voice.

King Wu was startled. He and Mu Chun did indeed have a combined attack technique, known as the "Sweeping Through the Ages".

The last time I used the phrase "sweeping through the ages" was many years ago.

Later, due to differing political views with Mu Chun, the two drifted further and further apart.

At this moment, Mu Chun took the initiative to suggest using that move, which greatly pleased King Wu.

"Don't overthink it. Right now, the bigger picture is what matters. I have no time to argue with you about other things!" Mu Chun said, slightly raising his voice as he saw a hint of warmth in the King of Wu's eyes.

King Wu smiled calmly, not taking it to heart.

"I'd like to see if you have a chance!" Pu Weiqing shouted.

clang clang...

In the blink of an eye, the two light swords returned to their positions, and twenty-four light swords were arrayed in the starry sky. The sword energy was vast and boundless, the sword intent was overwhelming, and the sword aura exuded invincible Daoist charm, as if it wanted to sweep away all injustices in the world.

Rumble!
As a terrifying sword cry resounded, twenty-four light swords capable of cleaving dimensions once again coalesced into a sword domain, enveloping the battlefield. Within the sword domain, sword energy surged and raged.

Wherever the sword energy passed, all paths were extinguished, leaving behind only dazzling splendor.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Prince of Zhen'an's fighting spirit instantly surged to its peak, and he roared, "To be able to fight alongside a swordsman like you, my life has not been in vain!"

The sword intent, like an eternal and ceaseless river of time, pressed down on Mu Chun and King Wu.

The Prince of Zhen'an forced out most of his pure life essence and blood, which he then imbued into his long spear. As long as Pu Weiqing created an opportunity, he would spare no expense to become the one who could kill with a single blow.

Mu Chun formed a hand seal, and in an instant, an eternal storm surged forth, sweeping across the starry universe.

Within the battlefield, countless runes filled with destructive power bloomed, immediately suppressing Pu Weiqing's terrifying sword intent. Mu Chun shouted, "Now!"

King Wu gripped his long spear, channeling his true essence to its limit. With a horizontal slash, the dazzling eternal light instantly tore through the deep space, revealing a void rift hundreds of thousands of miles long. Dimensional rifts emerged from all directions.

Mu Chun gripped the Spirit-Devouring Spear with both hands, unleashing his own true essence to its fullest extent, and slashed down with a deafening roar. The Eternal Blade shattered the heavens, revealing a void rift stretching hundreds of thousands of miles. Within the deep space battlefield, an immeasurably vast "cross" abyss emerged, gushing forth with destructive power, ceaselessly and endlessly. Thousands of runes vanished in an instant, and the silent blade of destruction was devouring the entire deep space battlefield.

Pu Weiqing's twenty-four beams of light immediately dimmed.

And that cross-shaped abyss continues to expand, swallowing everything.

"I'll fight!" Pu Weiqing roared hysterically for the first time in his life.

Burning their essence, the twenty-four light swords displayed in the sky merged together. In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed across a million miles, dragon light shot into the sky, and their power was unparalleled!
The sword's momentum, spanning millions of miles, pierced towards the cross-shaped abyss. The eternal light shone brilliantly, and the sword energy shattered everything in its path. A terrifying sharpness that could swallow the ages forced the cross-shaped abyss to be suppressed, and it gradually showed signs of shrinking.

At the same time, King Zhen'an also took a step forward, killing his way to the Demon King and delivering a thunderous blow. Wherever his spear went, the void shattered instantly, and wherever his killing intent reached, dimensional blades appeared in dense array, as if he wanted to turn the Demon King into dust and powder over countless light-years.

This attack was extremely sudden.

The Demon King's pupils changed drastically, and he instantly raised his long spear to block.

Seeing this scene from not far away, Mu Chun's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that the human swordsman's strongest attack could actually block his and the Martial King's combined attack.

But after this attack, Pu Weiqing will be powerless to fight again.

But at this critical juncture, Mu Chun couldn't even spare the time to greet King Wu.

boom!
A deafening roar that shattered the heavens reverberated outwards. Under the heavy blow, the tiger's mouth of the Demon King's hands, which were holding the long spear, exploded, blood spurted from his seven orifices, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"Can you hold on?!" Mu Chun exclaimed in shock upon seeing this.

He is currently locked in a stalemate with Pu Weiqing. Once this stalemate continues, Pu Weiqing will undoubtedly be defeated. Killing the number one swordsman of the human race is also extremely important to the overall situation.

At this moment, Pu Weiqing was at his last gasp; after the final struggle of a wild beast, death was inevitable.

"Don't worry about me!" King Wu gritted his teeth, forcefully lifting his arms upwards. The long spear shook the long lance with extreme difficulty. His eyes turned completely blood red, and eternal light enveloped his entire body. He exerted his strength to the extreme and rebounded at the limit.

With a deafening roar, the Prince of Zhen'an was forcibly thrown away by the dying Prince Wu. His armor shattered in an instant, revealing his extremely strong and masculine physique. However, the next moment, blood gushed from his chest, ribs, and arms, exposing large areas of white bone, a truly gruesome sight.

King Wu's eyes flashed with cold light, and an astonishing aura soared into the sky. He quickly grabbed his long spear and charged forward, intending to seize this opportunity to completely kill the Spirit Clan's Zhen'an King.

"To have forced me to this point is the pinnacle of your glory in this life!" King Wu roared fiercely!
Although King Wu knew that Mu Chun's strength was now above his own, as a Demon King Wu, he was saved by Mu Chun. And just now, Mu Chun, who had always looked down on him, once again showed him pity and offered him help. How could a dignified Demon King Wu not mind?
Seeing the Martial King in such a frenzy, Mu Chun smiled knowingly and said, "You've won."

The abyss shrank again, but at the edge of the field of vision, Pu Weiqing's hair was completely white, and the light in his eyes was gradually dimming. The number one swordsman, who could fight Mu Chun, who had cultivated eternal true essence, to this extent, had already surpassed the limit.

"Your sword is sharp and dangerous, but unfortunately, your opponent is me!" This time, Mu Chun did not show any pride, but instead expressed his heartfelt respect for Pu Weiqing.

Few swordsmen throughout history have been able to reach such a level in their cultivation.

Pu Weiqing glanced at the defeated Prince Zhen'an out of the corner of his eye and felt a sense of foreboding, but he was powerless to do anything about it. At this distance, Prince Zhen'an had no time to react.

Moreover, the current Martial King has completely ignited the eternal true essence within his body, and his killing power has already exceeded the limit that the Zhen'an King can withstand.

"Defeat in the first battle, what a disappointment..." Pu Weiqing's mind drifted to the bright, clear, and expectant eyes of the students at Bailu Academy...