Rebirth of the best emperor

Chapter 521 I lost

Looking at the long sword behind Qin Mengyao, Wang Mang frowned slightly.

As the saint of Cihang Jingzhai, Qin Mengyao's strength far surpasses that of Tongji. As early as the Battle of Guoguo, Qin Mengyao's cultivation had already reached the late innate stage, and now her strength is unfathomable under the cultivation of Cihang Jingzhai Although he is not Wang Mang's opponent, it is not easy for Wang Mang to easily deal with Qin Mengyao. Unless necessary, Wang Mang does not turn against Qin Mengyao like he is now.

"Holy Maiden Mengyao, you have to think about it, it's unreasonable for you to do it now." Wang Mang looked at Qin Mengyao indifferently.

Qin Mengyao said coldly: "Wang Mang, draw your sword, you have deceived me so far, if I don't react at all, I will be the saint of Cihang Jingzhai in vain."

"Tricking you?" Wang Mang said with a chuckle: "Qin Mengyao, first of all, I have never bullied you, you should think about it for yourself, and second, you are not my opponent, and you are only seeking to humiliate yourself!"

"How courageous!" Qin Mengyao was furious, and the long sword behind him screamed, and it fell into Qin Mengyao's hands with a splash. Qin Mengyao swung the sword fiercely at Wang Mang, followed the sword, and the sword pierced through the void and landed on top of Wang Mang's head.

Wang Mang's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, a light curtain appeared on top of Wang Mang's head to block Qin Mengyao's sword. When he reached out again, Wang Mang grabbed Qin Mengyao's wrist, swung it around, and directly hit the long sword in Qin Mengyao's hand. fall.

Qin Mengyao's expression remained unchanged, he swung his palm and slapped Wang Mang's chest as a palm, the palm wind from this palm made a sound, Wang Mang's pupils shrank, and his figure avoided Qin Mengyao's palm with incredible speed and angle , and then waved a palm towards Qin Mengyao.

"You also eat my palm!"

"Humph!"

Qin Mengyao snorted coldly, then held her breath, stood intently, clasped Yuan Shouyi with both hands, and a ray of light burst out from between Qin Mengyao's hands. With a shout, the light was slowly pushed out by Qin Mengyao, facing Wang Mang's palm.

Wang Mang's complexion changed drastically. In this ray of light, Wang Mang felt the power of destruction. It was just the power of a single palm. It was discovered that under the illumination of this light, no matter which direction Wang Mang went, he was within the attack range of this light.

"What a powerful move!"

"Your Majesty, my ray of light is a unique skill in my school, with the attribute of being sure to hit, Your Majesty cannot avoid it!"

"If you can't avoid it, then smash him!"

"Shatter?" Qin Mengyao's complexion was a little pale, and he sneered, "I know your Majesty's cultivation is profound, but if you want to shatter this ray of light, unless your Majesty can release the strength of the Golden Core realm."

"Golden Core Realm?" Wang Mang sneered, holding Yuan with both hands, drawing a square with his left hand, and drawing a circle with his right. Wang Mang drew countless heaven and earth vitality from the void, and a dragon and a tiger flashed out from behind Wang Mang roaring. A tiger roared and the dragon roared toward the sky, and then a dragon and a tiger walked around Wang Mang, setting off Wang Mang like a god-man descending to earth.

"Is this His Majesty's ultimate move, Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger Arhat Boxing?" Qin Mengyao said solemnly, "This move is really powerful. Arhat Boxing is not a high-level martial art, but it can make Your Majesty evolve to such a level. Your Majesty's talent is really amazing, but Just relying on this move is not enough to defeat me!"

"Really?" Wang Mang snorted coldly, bowed to the sky suddenly, and as Wang Mang got up again, a statue of an emperor slowly emerged behind Wang Mang. The statue of the emperor swept across the sky. A dragon and a tiger surrounded Wang Mang. Amidst the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon, they suddenly jumped into the statue of the emperor. A terrifying aura emerged directly between the heaven and the earth. Pale.

Wang Mang stretched out his hand towards the point of light that Qin Mengyao was emitting, and the emperor behind him also raised his hand towards that point of light. With a bang, the light shattered directly. Qin Mengyao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Wang Mang with a pale face.

The emperor statue behind Wang Mang immediately dissipated between the sky and the earth after sending out that finger. Wang Mang used his magical powers to change, and in a flash, he appeared beside Qin Mengyao. He stretched out his hand and Qin Mengyao's saber arrived Wang Mang stretched out his hand, and Wang Mang put his sword on Qin Mengyao's neck.

Qin Mengyao's face was pale as paper, she looked at Wang Mang in shock and asked, "What appeared behind you just now?"

"I am the emperor of the Son of Heaven, so what appears is my emperor's portrait." Wang Mang said indifferently: "What does the saint say now? Do you still want to fight with me?"

"I'm defeated." Qin Mengyao gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to kill or cut, I will do it."

"I and the Holy Maiden are very good friends. I just explained this point in the announcement with the Holy Maiden. I will never hurt my friend no matter what." Wang Mang withdrew Qin Mengyao's sword casually and swung it away. Jian Hua casually threw the sword into the sky, and when it fell, it landed in the scabbard behind Qin Mengyao. Wang Mang continued: "I hope the saint can understand that I don't have the same knowledge as you. It's not that I'm afraid of you, let alone that Cihang Jingzhai who is behind you, I am just too lazy to learn about you, I hope the saint will take care of it and don't do these boring things."

Qin Mengyao was a little lost. She was the current saint of Cihang Jingzhai, a proud child of heaven, and a well-known master in the world. Qin Mengyao found it unbelievable that she was defeated so easily by Wang Mang today. Failed, as the saint of Cihang Jingzhai, Qin Mengyao can afford to lose.

But Qin Mengyao looked up at Wang Mang, and said with a cold face: "Your Majesty, there are so many masters in my Cihang Jingzhai. Although Mengyao is a saint, she is not the most powerful. Your Majesty, don't think that defeating Mengyao is just a matter of time." You can look down on my Cihang Jingzhai disciple, Mengyao lost today, and in the future my Cihang Jingzhai disciple will come to His Majesty to get back this round."

After finishing speaking, Qin Mengyao turned around and was about to leave, but Wang Mang called to Qin Mengyao and said, "Holy lady Mengyao, don't go, I have something here for the holy lady."

"What?" Qin Mengyao turned to look at Wang Mang.

"It was agreed before that I will use your name first, and I will give you a gift after I use it." Wang Mang threw a bag to Qin Mengyao casually and said, "This is the gift I gave to the saint, and the saint must take it well." gone."

"Who wants your gift!" Qin Mengyao's eyes sharpened, and he was about to throw the bag on the ground.

But Wang Mang said: "Why don't you open the bag to take a look, the saint, just throw it away like this, don't regret it afterwards."

Qin Mengyao accidentally opened the bag, she was stunned, the bag was heavy, Qin Mengyao didn't know what it was before opening it, but when she opened it, she found 500 Yuan Lingshi lying quietly in the bag.

"This?" Qin Mengyao raised the bag in his hand. It's okay to throw it away, or not to throw it away. 500 yuan of spirit stones are not rare. Even if Qin Mengyao is the saint of Cihang Jingzhai, she has never had so many. Wealth, so many spirit stones are enough for her to raise her cultivation base to the Golden Core realm, it's a pity to lose it like this, but wouldn't it really have an ulterior relationship with Wang Mang if she didn't lose it?

(End of this chapter)