Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Listening to Di Jun's words, a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face. After the previous attack, Ying Zheng had realized one thing, that is, the person in front of him was definitely not the real body of the demon Di Jun!
Logically speaking, the Demon Emperor Di Jun should have similar qualifications to the Jade Emperor, and their cultivation levels should also be similar. However, the cultivation level of the Demon Emperor Di Jun in front of him was actually almost the same as that of the Human Emperor who had just ascended to the throne. This was definitely not right.

"Demon Emperor Dijun, I didn't expect that a clone would have such strength. It's hard to imagine how strong your original body is."

Ying Zheng looked at Di Jun and spoke.

When the demon emperor Jun heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Yes, you are worthy of being the Human Emperor. Your observation ability is extraordinary. I have killed many people in this environment, and none of them could detect my existence. However, you not only detected my existence, but also saw that I was just a clone. Awesome, really amazing."

At this point, the expression on Demon Emperor Jun's face changed, and the smile disappeared instantly.

"The more this happens, the more I can't let you leave. Enemies like this must be killed early. I can't give you time to grow to my level. I'm afraid no one in these three realms can be your opponent."

After Di Jun said this, the spiritual energy in his body surged, and the power of luck was also mobilized at the same time.

The two energies began to condense in Di Jun's hands. At the same time, the power in Di Jun's body was also rising steadily, and the terrifying aura spread instantly.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng was also quite surprised. He did not expect that this demon emperor Di Jun could burst out with such amazing spiritual energy in such a short time.

Ying Zheng did not dare to be arrogant. He hurriedly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and the luck of the human race, and poured them all into the Ding Qin Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Ding Qin Sword was surrounded by golden light, and terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations also spread from the sword body to the surroundings.

On Di Jun's side, the power of luck and spiritual energy had gathered together to form a huge spiritual tiger. As soon as the spiritual tiger appeared, it ran towards Ying Zheng.

The spiritual tiger is extremely fast, and every step it takes creates a huge crack in space.

The azure spiritual energy and the lavender power of luck surrounded the tiger's body, and the spiritual tiger rushed towards Ying Zheng with the force of thunder.

Looking at the spiritual tiger getting closer and closer to him, Ying Zheng's face became more serious than ever, and the Ding Qin Sword was tightly held in his hand.

When the spiritual tiger came in front of him, Ying Zheng flashed to the head of the spiritual tiger, and swung the Ding Qin sword in his hand downwards, directly chopping the spiritual tiger's head.

This attack was quite powerful. The spiritual tiger screamed in pain and raised its claws to catch Ying Zheng, but how could he catch up with Ying Zheng? The Ding Qin sword in Ying Zheng's hand swung down fiercely and hit the spiritual tiger's claws solidly.

boom!
The Ding Qin sword and the spiritual tiger's claws collided with each other, making a deafening explosion.

After this attack, the light on the spiritual tiger instantly dimmed a lot.

In comparison, the Dingqin Sword suffered greater damage, and all the luck of the human race contained in the Dingqin Sword was actually consumed.

Realizing that all the luck of the human race on the Ding Qin Sword had been consumed, Ying Zheng's face showed a trace of astonishment. He did not expect that this spiritual tiger was so powerful. Just a collision with it consumed all the luck of the human race on the Ding Qin Sword.

After seeing the surprised look on Ying Zheng's face, Di Jun also smiled.

"Why, are you surprised? You and I can mobilize the power of destiny, do you think I have no way to deal with it? You know, I have mastered it hundreds of years earlier than you. After such a long time, if I still can't find a way to deal with the power of destiny, then wouldn't I be too stupid?"

Listening to Di Jun's words, Ying Zheng did not say anything, but once again mobilized the human race's luck in his body and poured it into the Ding Qin Sword.

No matter what, he had to kill this spiritual tiger first. Let Di Jun say whatever he wanted.

After infusing the human race's luck again, Ying Zheng rushed forward again holding the Ding Qin Sword.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The Dingqin sword in his hand kept slashing at the spiritual tiger, and the spiritual tiger was also resisting with all its might. Every time the Dingqin sword slashed at him, he used the hardest part of his body to resist, whether it was his claws or his sharp teeth, and he was able to block Ying Zheng's attack every time.

After dozens of consecutive hits, there was little luck left for the human race on the Ding Qin Sword in Ying Zheng's hand, but the spiritual tiger was not much better. The light on its body was much dimmer than at the beginning. Not only that, the power of luck for the demon race on the spiritual tiger was almost gone.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng knew that the opportunity to defeat this spiritual tiger had arrived.

So, Ying Zheng launched an attack on the spiritual tiger again.

Bang!
This time, the Ding Qin Sword was wrapped in the amazing luck of the human race, and with one sword it cut the spiritual tiger into two pieces.

Roar!
Before dissipating, the spiritual tiger roared angrily, making a deafening roar.

Di Jun was a little surprised when he saw his spiritual tiger being cut off by the Ding Qin Sword in Ying Zheng's hand, but there was no expression on his face and he still looked at Ying Zheng indifferently.

"Not bad, you have made a breakthrough in battle and found another way to use the power of destiny. Human Emperor Ying Zheng, your talent really surprises me. How about you give up the human race and come to help me? As long as you join my demon race, I will guarantee you a bright future. In the entire demon race, I am the demon emperor and you are my deputy. Apart from me, you have the highest status in the demon race. How do you think?"

At this point, Di Jun was still a little worried that Ying Zheng would not agree, so he spoke again:
"Don't worry, even if you become my deputy, you can use the power of the demon race's luck like me. With your joining, the day when the demon race unifies the three realms is not far away! How about it, are you willing to complete this great idea with me?"

Listening to Di Jun's words, Ying Zheng shook his head slightly.
"I am the emperor of the human race and will never give up on the human race."

As if Di Jun had already anticipated half of Ying Zheng's answer, he spoke again:
"The human race has been weak since ancient times. With your talent, why would you give up your bright future for the weak human race? You should think about it again. I really can't bear to kill you."

If it was really Di Jun's real body that was here, perhaps Ying Zheng would really be afraid of him, but the one who was here now was just a clone of Di Jun, so how could Ying Zheng be afraid of him.

They are all in the late stage of quasi-saint and can mobilize the power of luck. It is still unknown who will win and who will lose!
Ying Zheng didn't want to waste any more time talking to Di Jun, so he took out a pill from his storage ring and put it directly into his mouth.

After taking the pill, the spiritual energy in Ying Zheng's body recovered quickly, and within a few breaths the spiritual energy had returned to its best state.

At the same time, Ying Zheng picked up the Ding Qin Sword again and rushed towards Di Jun.

In a flash, Ying Zheng was in front of Di Jun, and the Ding Qin sword in his hand chopped down straight away.

At such a close distance, this sword is bound to succeed!
But Di Jun still did not dodge or evade, just stood there and looked at Ying Zheng with a smile on his face.

clang!
With a loud bang, the Ding Qin Sword stopped a few inches away from Di Jun's head, as if it was blocked by something invisible.

At this moment, a bell-shaped barrier appeared around Di Jun's body. It was this barrier that had previously blocked Ying Zheng's attack.

However, Ying Zheng's sword strike failed to achieve the desired effect. Without thinking, he dodged again, came behind Di Jun, and slashed out with another fierce sword strike.

Swish swish!
After that, Ying Zheng kept flashing around Di Jun's body, and the Ding Qin Sword in his hand kept slashing at the barrier. "It's useless, don't try. This is the power of destiny. With your current cultivation, it's impossible to break this barrier."

Di Jun spoke the truth, but he underestimated Ying Zheng's beliefs.

Ding Qin Sword slashed quickly on the barrier. As time passed, a crack appeared on the barrier. Although it was very small, the crack was real.

After seeing the crack, Di Jun was stunned.

He really didn't expect that Di Jun actually created a crack in this barrier.

Although the barrier had not been completely broken, Di Jun knew very well that if he continued, the barrier would definitely be completely destroyed by Ying Zheng's constant attacks.

After seeing the crack, a smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face. He attacked faster than before. At this time, Ying Zheng was so fast that only his afterimage could be seen. The sound of the barrier and the Ding Qin sword colliding continued to be heard.

As the cracks on the barrier increased, Di Jun showed a look of surprise on his face.

In the end, under Ying Zheng's attack, the barrier was completely shattered.

When he appeared in front of Emperor Jun again, Ying Zheng had a smile on his face.

"What did you say just now? You said that I can't break your barrier? Now, are you going to say it again?"

Di Jun really didn't expect that the Human Emperor Ying Zheng in front of him could actually break his barrier, and he was shocked at this moment.

However, this barrier is not his last resort. Although the barrier is broken, Di Jun still has more powerful moves ahead.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a spiritual puppet rose from the ground beside Di Jun. This spiritual puppet was several feet tall and did not have any strong oppressive force, but Ying Zheng could see that this spiritual puppet should not be underestimated.

After summoning this spiritual puppet, Di Jun's aura suddenly dropped a lot. He did not hide it from Ying Zheng and spoke directly to him:

"This is my strongest move. If you can take it, I will let you leave this illusion. Otherwise, prepare to die under this move."

After Di Jun finished speaking, the puppet immediately rushed towards Ying Zheng.

The puppet moved very quickly and disappeared in front of Ying Zheng in an instant. When it appeared again, it was already above Ying Zheng's head, and its sandbag-sized fist smashed straight into Ying Zheng's head.

If this hits, Ying Zheng will die on the spot.

Ying Zheng naturally knew the power of the puppet's punch, so he did not take it directly. Instead, he stepped on the ground and rushed out directly, avoiding the puppet's punch.

Although Ying Zheng dodged, the puppet's punch hit the ground.

With a loud bang, a huge deep pit appeared under the puppet's fist.

Waves of smoke and dust buried the entire puppet in a deep pit.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng did not stop at all. He flashed behind the puppet and wanted to attack it from behind.

But the puppet was extremely fast. The moment Ying Zheng rushed over, he had already turned around and raised his sandbag-sized fist to punch towards Ying Zheng.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng hurriedly swung the Ding Qin Sword down fiercely.

The Dingqin Sword hit the puppet's fist hard. As hard as the Dingqin Sword was, it was bent by the puppet's punch.

Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng's face changed drastically. He really didn't expect that the hardness of this puppet would be so exaggerated.

You know, this puppet is made of spiritual energy, that is to say, the whole body of this puppet is full of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy can reach this hardness, and the amount of spiritual energy contained in it is absolutely amazing.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng had already made a plan, that is, he must not be touched by this puppet under any circumstances, otherwise, the end would be either death or disability.

Ying Zheng's speed was even faster than before, but this puppet was also extremely exaggerated. No matter how fast Ying Zheng was, he could not get rid of the puppet behind him.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng understood that it was impossible to break free from this puppet just by relying on speed.

So he simply put his hands together, made a spell with his hands, and the spiritual energy flowed directly from Ying Zheng's hands to the ground, and a spiritual energy magic circle appeared instantly.

As soon as the puppet stepped into the magic circle, it was fixed in place. Its originally swift movements now became as slow as a turtle.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng turned around and attacked back with the Ding Qin Sword without saying a word.

Clang clang clang!
In just a few breaths, Ding Qinjian had already slashed the puppet's body with more than ten swords, but failed to break the puppet's defense, only leaving a series of traces.

The hardness of this puppet was beyond Ying Zheng's expectations, but at the moment there was no other way except to fight hard.

Ying Zheng's hands moved faster and faster, the Ding Qin Sword was wielded with great force, and the sharp sword blade slashed the puppet's body again and again.

Although the puppet stepped on the magic circle, it struggled hard. After a few breaths, the puppet successfully escaped and raised its fist to punch Ying Zheng again.

Facing the puppet's fist, Ying Zheng sneered and dodged again at his fastest speed, while constantly setting up magic circles under his feet.

Ying Zheng has already observed that the puppet's actions are not controlled by Di Jun. In other words, the puppet only knows to identify the enemy and keep attacking, and has no combat intelligence.

So, Ying Zheng dodged while setting up a formation to trap the puppet. Taking advantage of the time when the puppet was trapped, Ying Zheng kept launching attacks on the puppet.

After a while, the puppet's body was covered with scars. Although each wound was not deep, the number of wounds was... a lot. (End of this chapter)